After this matter was finalized, Luke began to care about Monroe.
Harry had nothing to hide about this.
"Lindsay reached an agreement with her parents that Monroe would be sent to a place of recuperation by herself," Harley explained simply.
Luke chuckled, "Is Lindsay related to you?"
Harry hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "Actually, Monroe and Margaret are from the same college. I met him before, and I got to know Lindsay by chance."
Luke was stunned: "Huh?"
Seeing his expression, Harley finally laughed: "It's rare that you guess wrong, so don't always act like you have everything under control, okay?"
Luke spread his hands: "OK. But with this level of relationship, would you be willing to help her? Don't deny it, you are very professional, but Lindsay is not as good as you. Her eyes lit up when she saw you."
Harry was silent for a moment, then nodded helplessly: "She admires Margaret's paintings and has discussed them with me several times. Although we don't have a personal relationship, we are quite likable to each other, but she doesn't know that I'm a psychologist."
Luke could only sigh that it was always so easy for people in the top circles to bump into each other.
This also proves from another perspective that poor people look down on psychologists.
After finishing the business, everyone stood up and said goodbye.
A psychologist's time is money, as valuable as that of a lawyer.
A detective's time isn't that valuable, but he's definitely one of the top three hard workers.
No one meant to waste time.
After leaving the house, Selina looked at the red Lamborghini going in the opposite direction from her and said, "This doctor... I don't think she's normal. From what she said just now, it seems like she's very sorry about Kilgrave's death."
Luke: "Aren't those FBI agents who battle wits and courage with serial killers the same? They are just excited to see the prey. Even for us, is it the same feeling when we encounter armed bandits and thugs?"
Selina tilted her head and said, "Yeah, if I see someone with an AK I want to shoot them to death, and if I see a gangster I want to kick him a couple of times at most."
Luke smiled but said nothing: How did you get the name of Los Angeles Kneebreaker? Don't you know what's going on? The treatment of having all five limbs broken is not something that can be accomplished with just two feet.
The two chatted as they drove northeast, crossed the Brooklyn Bridge, and then went to New Jersey through the Lincoln Tunnel next to their home.
In less than two minutes, the car arrived at a community where a middle-aged man in a suit was waiting.
Seeing Luke and the other man getting out of the car, he immediately cast a concerned look over at them.
Luke stepped forward: "Mr. Peter Porter?"
Middle-aged man: "Detective Luke Coulson? This is... your wife?"
Luke smiled, and Selina looked normal.
"She is my friend. She was worried that I was too careless, so she came to see the house together." His colloquialisms were now very fluent.
Selina didn't bother to pay attention to him and took the gold bars to check the front and back yards of the villa.
Luke and the middle-aged man Pete walked into the house.
Less than twenty minutes later, the two came out again, and Selena and Nugget were already eating tiramisu by the car.
Seeing him, she nodded slightly, indicating that the situation outside the villa was the same as described in the information.
Luke: "I bought the house. I'll have a lawyer come and discuss the contract with you later. Mr. Pete, just wait for the call."
Peter was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "No problem, my phone is on 24 hours a day."
Luke smiled and nodded, then got in the car and left.
Selina said lazily, "The lawyer is here to handle the transfer formalities, and it will only be done today. His remaining fourteen hours will be useless."
Luke: "A person who wants to sell his house before Christmas must have his own reasons."
Selena thought so too.
If you are not in urgent need of money, who would rush to list their house for sale at this time, and the price is 5% lower than the market price
There is a high probability that if Mr. Pete does not sell his house, he will not be able to celebrate this Christmas.
If Mr. Pete doesn't keep his phone on 24 hours a day to finalize the deal when faced with a buyer like Luke who refuses to bargain, he would be crazy.
"Come over when you have time and replace all the daily necessities you need with new ones." He said, "Also, your parents and your brothers and sisters really won't come together to celebrate Christmas? They rarely have the opportunity to play in the snow, right?"
Selina was helpless: "Dad is busy with his hobbies as a rancher, and Mom doesn't want to leave the head of the family on the ranch for Christmas. Finally, they have their own ranch, and they actually want to spend their first Christmas there. Snow and all that, if you have the chance to travel to Alaska, you can see it and throw up."
Luke was stunned: "You don't have to be so cruel, right? Well, traveling to Alaska is pretty nice."
Selina: "My mom's exact words. I think she'll be there for three days and then start crying and running back."
Luke laughed: "It's really fast to take a plane."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Why don't you go back home? We don't have much to do during Christmas."
Luke's family will come to New York this year to spend a snowy Christmas, and she seems to be able to enjoy the family reunion.
She didn't go back last Christmas.
Selina hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "That's fine, it doesn't take too long to fly anyway."
This is the first year that the Hayek family has moved to the new pasture.
It can be said that this is Marino and Sandra's lifelong dream to own their own land in the United States.
Of course they want her to come back and be reunited as a family.
While chatting, Luke also glanced towards the northwest.
Damon and his daughter live only 500 meters away from here, so they can barely be considered neighbors.
In the afternoon, Selena went out with the gold bars to buy things for the villa.
Luke works at home alone.
Suddenly, the cell phone rang.
This was the less important second private call, and the caller ID was as unfamiliar as ever, and it was a landline number.
He picked up the phone casually: "This is Luke Coulson, what can I do for you?"
"Hello, Mr. Coulson, I am Jeffrey Soderbergh's butler. Mr. Soderbergh is holding a party tonight and invites you to attend. I will send a car to pick you up at 6 pm, please be ready."
Luke was puzzled: "I'm busy. I'm not going. Bye." Then he hung up the phone.
It's not that he is impolite, it's just that the other person's manners are worse.
Even though the butler opposite kept calling him "you, you, you", he sounded like he was making the decision for him.
He makes hundreds of thousands of dollars every minute. Do you really think he is the kind of young man who has nothing to do and waits for banquets every day? He is crazy.
Luke curled his lips and ordered casually: "Xiaowo, add this number to the recorded reply list."
"Yes, sir." Xiao Wo agreed immediately.
In the New Jersey estate, Tommy Hoffman, the Soderbergh family's butler, was stunned by the liar and dialed the number again.
"Hello, I can't answer the phone at the moment. If you have anything to say, please leave a message after the beep."