Seeing this glance, Aurora almost wanted to get angry again, but she was pulled hard by her husband Jeffrey's hand hidden behind her.
She woke up instantly.
In any case, if the daughter is willing to go home, it is at least an improvement.
What will happen in the future, you can take your time.
Luke saw that the two sides had basically reached a compromise, and smiled: "Well, by the way, do you need me to provide a third-party psychologist? She is very good."
The family of three turned their heads in unison: Are you a policeman or a doctor
Although the family expressed doubts about Luke's career for the first time, Lindsay only hesitated a little, and agreed to let him introduce a doctor, and asked him to rush to the police station immediately to give Monroe a preliminary diagnosis.
Inexplicably, she had a kind of trust in this indifferent and peaceful little police detective.
Moreover, a few words that Luke seemed to say inadvertently also reminded her.
If a formal mediation record is left at the police station, some of her parents' methods will not work so well.
Lindsay's brain is not stupid, and it is even because she is too smart that her parents value her so much.
She also didn't feel that Luke's behavior was arranged by his parents. Although there was no direct evidence, she was inexplicably convinced of this.
The psychiatrist introduced by Naluke is of course more reliable than her seeking a doctor afterwards.
She is too aware of her parents' energy in New York, and if she fails to do so, she can replace the doctor with theirs, and Monroe will definitely be in bad luck.
In less than half an hour, the high-heeled shoes clattered all the way quickly, and stopped in front of the door. The door opened, and a girl with blond hair and big wavy black-rimmed eyes appeared in front of everyone.
The whole family was stunned.
Lindsay opened his mouth in astonishment to say something, but suddenly closed his mouth forcefully, with a look of joy flashing in his eyes.
The blonde girl with black framed eyes glanced at everyone, and nodded to Luke with her usual expression: "Hello, Detective Coulson, who is the patient?"
"Hello, Dr. Harley." Luke smiled and gestured to Monroe over there: "That's the one. But how to ask a doctor, you need to discuss with these three, they have some special requirements."
With that said, he went out wisely, giving Beckett a wink before going out.
After the two came out and closed the door, he whispered to Beckett: "When Monroe's consultation starts, you can talk to Lindsay about your case first, I think there is still a little chance of her agreeing. Don't have too much hope for Monroe, his mental state is really bad."
Becket nodded, still couldn't help being curious: "Did you major in psychology in college?"
Luke gave her a weird look: "I have taught myself a little, but I have no chance to go to university to learn this."
Beckett snorted, "Thank you, Luke. You can find me later if you need anything."
This is what it means to remember him as a petty favor.
These colleagues in the police detective department are also different from each other.
Without this kind of human relationship, others would not agree to many things.
Like a few days ago, Luke asked John and Joe for help, so the next time these two asked him for help, he would have to answer.
However, everyone is very clear about the level of this kind of favor, and the favor of Beckett is much smaller than that of John.
Because that's using personal relationships to help, but this is just a little help in business.
And the sentence she asked Luke just now made him understand: this big girl is still tender.
At least, she wasn't too familiar with the line of Walter→John→Joe, otherwise, how could she not know that Luke didn't go to college.
Even, she didn't pay enough attention to the gossip inside the police station and Luke, otherwise it would be relatively easier to find out that Luke was only nineteen years old.
But, that's not a bad thing.
A person who is dedicated to work and doesn't care about office gossip may not be so easy to get promoted and raise his salary, but he is much more comfortable to get along with than those amateur "underground intelligence officer" colleagues.
Luke went around Dustin's office and informed him that everything was under control.
Dustin was suspicious: "Are you sure?" It's so easy to handle. Is this family famous in nypd after all this trouble!
Luke: "Be lucky, this time the incident can really subside. If you're unlucky... maybe it can subside for a week or two."
As long as the family is arguing at home, the whole nypd doesn't care how many family dramas will be staged.
Even for Luke, most of the family disputes handled by police detectives were either serious injuries or fatalities. This kind of purely emotional disputes was basically never dealt with.
A widow and middle-aged widow didn't even have a wife himself, so he was even more impatient than Luke for this kind of bullshit from rich people.
Dustin just cared: "What if they lower the donation amount?"
Luke pondered for two seconds before answering: "Even if I surrender, it may not be my fault."
Dustin was speechless, and raised his hand: "Get lost."
Because he realized that he had indeed asked a silly question.
This kind of thing is really easy to happen, but the troublesome family has gone through seven or eight police mediations.
Even if the donation from Soderbergh's family is not much next year, who can be sure what offended them.
This is not ancient times. It is impossible for the big bosses above to hold those suspected of responsibility accountable for trumped-up charges.
The law does not blame the public, as does the United States.
After going out, Luke looked at the inquiry room. Javier was the only one left at the door. It should be that Beckett has gained something.
With an efficiency that exceeded expectations, the family's troubles were resolved, and he no longer stayed at the police station.
After sending a text message and waiting another ten minutes, he got up and went out.
At the door, I found a taxi and took it. The driver smiled and said, "In a hurry today?"
Luke also smiled and stuffed the fare: "Of course... I'm not in a hurry. Please be sure to keep your "plane" at the lowest speed. It's snowing today."
"My car can be switched to snow-only mode at any time." Bell in the driver's seat nodded regretfully: "Seeing your text message, I thought I would have a chance to chase the suspect and race like that time."
Luke expressed helplessness about this: "This is basically a plot that only exists in film and television works, right? Most of the time, the police drive their own cars."
Bell thought about it too.
The last time Luke rented her car to arrest someone, she was still a PD detective.
PD came to New York to arrest people without a car, this kind of opportunity is really rare.
Even though there was light snow in the sky and the ground was slippery, Bell arrived in the Clinton district in just over ten minutes.
Luke and Bell waved goodbye and entered... Nelson Murdoch Law Firm.
It's snowing outside today, and there are still quite a few people coming and going in the office, and most of them look happy.
Luke knew why.
The rebuilding plan has been launched, and the first batch of trial decoration teams have officially started repairing the houses of several seriously damaged families.