Sonia's face was a bit weird, she seemed to want to laugh, but she finally held back: "Well, my statement is not accurate. In fact, the shortest "limb" is not broken, it's just swollen several times."
Luke couldn't help scratching his head: "So cruel?"
Sonia finally laughed lowly: "Because these guys encountered this "vigilante" when they were trying to rape women, and then they were kicked on the lower body by the other party from behind, and then broke the rest of the limbs."
Luke smiled wryly in his heart, but his expression didn't change much: "To be honest, I actually want to do this too, so does Mr. Vigilante have any clues?"
Sonia shook her head: "No. The injured are all punks. They like to fight. There is no evidence to prove that they were injured by the same person. And you know, the local prosecutor and the judge have strongly urged us to lower the case Efficiency, reducing the number of filings... ”
Luke smashed his mouth: "Okay, let's pretend that Mr. Vigilante doesn't exist. What about the other thing?"
Sonia: "Have you heard the news yesterday? The ferris wheel of the East Side Amusement Park hung the bodies of three gang members."
Luke nodded: "I've heard, isn't this also related to "Mr. Vigilante"?"
Sonia shook her head: "It's okay, it's just that this matter has become a big deal today, and the district attorney and judge will be even busier now."
Luke raised his eyebrows: "Did a lot of people die? Or did they arrest a lot of people?"
Sonia: "This morning, according to gossip inside the police station, from yesterday to today, a lawyer, a local prosecutor, and a newly retired criminal court judge all died."
Luke frowned: "Vendetta?"
Sonia nodded: "The lawyer was found drowned in his own swimming pool, and the whole house of the district attorney was on fire, including himself. The home of the retired judge was bombed to the sky, and his body found at the scene was not enough to hold a fire. Evidence bag."
Luke tapped his hand on the table.
This method is too cruel.
Especially the way the judge died in the last case is definitely a deep hatred.
It is not uncommon to burn the house down, which is just a common method used by gangs to destroy the scene.
Sonia couldn't help but looked around for a moment, pulled the chair in a little, and said in a low voice, "It is said that the three deceased were related to a certain case five years ago, and the only surviving victim of that case back then .”
Luke sighed: "After a long time, are you here to slap your face today?"
Sonia was stunned: "What?"
Luke spread his hands: "What you said, either Mr. Vigilante helped beat up the gangsters, or the victim took revenge on some corrupt guys who broke the law. It seems that we legal workers are villains."
Sonia moved her lips and found herself speechless.
Thinking about it this way, it really is true.
She got up annoyed, grabbed two bags of lunch and left: "This is Amari! This is our world! What can I do?"
Luke let out a hey, and seeing her turn her head, he smiled and said, "Thank you for the news."
Sonia kept a straight face for a moment, but couldn't help laughing, and raised the paper bag in her hand: "Didn't you already pay for the information? Let's go."
Watching Sonia leave, Luke pondered the first of these two messages….
The latter case would no doubt be a major one in Los Angeles, but it was an East Side case, not his.
The point is, the lawyer-prosecutor-judge line is very likely to be a dirty case of corruption and breaking the law. He is really not interested in avenging some people who have lost their bottom line.
And the first news...
Luke narrowed his eyes and looked at the time.
It's already nine twenty, and a certain guy hasn't arrived yet.
But even if someone arrives, it is impossible for him to ask questions in the bureau, so he is not in a hurry.
At this time, another number called.
He looked at it, but he didn't remember the number at all.
After connecting, he casually said, "Who are you looking for?"
A somewhat dry and hoarse voice came from over there: "I, Tony Stark. Where did the things you sent yesterday come from?"
Luke unconsciously sat up straight from the back of the chair, with a smile on his face: "Do you think it's appropriate to talk about it on the phone?"
There was a moment of silence, and then he said: "At ten o'clock, I will send a car to pick you up."
Luke: "Okay, I'm at the police station."
The phone hangs up.
Luke rubbed his chin and chuckled: Returning favors is the hardest thing.
He was just thinking about how to communicate with a certain young master later, when his cell phone rang again.
He picked up the phone again and found that it was another unknown number, and it was still from South America.
Luke still connected it: "Who are you looking for?"
"Luke?" A female voice sounded.
Luke's mind flashed: "If you said "buy you a drink" Luke, it's me."
The other side was silent for a moment: "Well, the guarana and raspberry juice are actually pretty good."
Luke smiled: "What's the matter?"
It was Rebecca who called.
He didn't think that this guy would call him for no reason.
She should still be hunted down by the Mutual Aid Society, and she should try to avoid external contact.
After a while, he hung up the phone again, with a strange expression on his face: "No way? I'm also going to intervene in this matter?"
He took out a chocolate lollipop, slowly peeled off the candy wrapper, and stuffed it into his mouth, but his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the news he got on the phone just now, and calculating what benefits he could get from it.
Helping is one thing, but how much benefit one can get is another.
He never dislikes too many experience points, and he already has a lot of experience in increasing income and reducing expenditure. This good habit must be maintained.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and then someone was turning over the food box on the table.
Luke didn't raise his eyes, but asked, "Didn't you have breakfast?"
"You have to ask Elizabeth." Selena's voice sounded.
Luke tilted his head: "So, you didn't eat either?"
Elizabeth smiled mischievously, holding the brown paper bag that Selena had just handed her: "Nothing."
Selena ate the crab sandwich, and stuffed a beautiful knife beside her that she wanted to wear: "In her refrigerator, there is nothing but a few bottles of soda, not even a slice of cheese."
Elizabeth was a little embarrassed, but nothing to be ashamed of.
These two are too familiar.
Luke: "She lives alone. She usually works overtime or gets up early. Isn't it normal that there is nothing to eat at home?"
Selena thinks about it too.
Among Americans, it is absolutely rare for Luke to hoard ingredients like Luke.
Of course, people like Elizabeth who didn't prepare any ready-made food were also in the minority.
Elizabeth quickly ran off with a crab sandwich.
The main reason is that when it comes to cooking, she feels that she still needs to study further. At this stage, she is not qualified to be involved in such a high-level cooking discussion.