Damon himself doesn't care.
He has long passed the age of calling out friends, and recently he has become obsessed with comics.
If he hadn't lived and died with Luke in the hijacking case, he wouldn't have gotten too close to the young man.
Back home, Selena sat in front of the bay window, looking in the direction of New Jersey.
Luke poured two cups of hot chocolate and handed her one: "Still thinking about Damon and his daughter?"
Selena took a sip, and the feeling of not being full just now was suppressed: "Seeing them start their lives again, it seems to be quite good."
Luke: "It's a personal choice. Look at Dustin, isn't he still struggling in his early forties!"
Selena was speechless.
"It's all a personal choice." Luke also sat down, looking at the Hudson River and the opposite New Jersey: "If there is no comic book as sustenance, Damon may not be able to adapt to this life so quickly. But Mindy..."
When he said this, he shook his head slightly.
Selena also sighed a little: "This girl is..."
Having said this, she stopped.
She wanted to say "ruined," or "crooked," but that didn't seem like the right way to say it.
Luke: "As far as we're talking, there's nothing to worry about. Damon taught a violent luoli that went beyond the rules of ordinary people. It's not something to be happy about. Fortunately, he was a good policeman and taught Minty There is no error in the concept of good or bad, but the means are too extreme."
Selena looked at his expression: "What arrangements do you have for her?"
Luke shook his head: "On the sidelines, at most give some necessary guidance. Even if she grows up and chooses to be an ordinary person, that's good."
Selena was surprised: "You never thought of training her to be our helper? She is not too powerful now, but as long as she is equipped with suitable equipment, ordinary superpowers are not her opponents."
"I chose this path myself." Luke turned to look at her: "You also chose to be with me. Therefore, I will not help her choose. The path of life is still in my own hands." good."
After a moment of silence, he continued: "She will only come into contact with v, and I will not let her know my real identity, so that she can withdraw at any time."
Selena stared at him: "So, I can't quit?"
Luke laughed: "No, you can quit as well. Maybe go back and be a rancher or something, herding sheep and cattle."
Selena frowned: "Huh?"
Luke patted her on the head: "Because, I don't mind you knowing those things."
Selena groaned, and calmed down, picked up the hot chocolate and drank it slowly, staring at Luoxue outside the window, dazed.
Luke didn't say anything else, and sat quietly with her by the window, watching the snowflakes dancing in the sky.
…
Two days of tranquility passed, and at noon that day, Halle's phone call came.
"My work is almost done, take Molly to see Kilgrave's body today," she said over the phone.
"Okay, two o'clock in the afternoon, meet outside the forensic center?" Luke agreed without hesitation.
"Okay." Harry said simply.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Luke and his family waited outside the forensic center for Harry and Molly's family.
Seeing Luke again, Molly's father Richard was even more grateful. He took his hand and thanked him repeatedly. The businessman's shrewdness disappeared without a trace.
Although he is rich, his home game is in Boston, and he knows most chefs in New York. If this kind of person wants to directly influence nypd, it is not easy to bring someone into the morgue.
Moreover, it must be humane.
Luke offered to help, without asking for any favors.
In addition to being extremely thankful that he met a good policeman only in a film and television drama, he can only say thank you.
Molly's mother has been standing beside Molly, did not step forward, but also very grateful.
Luke and the two didn't care.
They have been working on the case for so long, and many families of the victims were very grateful to them when they caught the murderer.
Molly's family can only be regarded as a normal reaction.
Luke didn't mean to delay, but just reminded: "I have an appointment with the forensic doctor, we should go in quickly, their temper and patience are not very good."
Halle also decisively assisted: "Yes, their work has been in a backlog all their lives. It's better to go earlier, so we can have more time."
After a while, Luke smiled and said to Lanny, the black female forensic doctor, "I'm sorry, Lanny."
Lanny waved her hand nonchalantly: "It's okay, I still have a report to fill out, you know the rules, call me when you're done." Then she turned around and left.
Luke nodded and watched her leave.
Lanny is the connection on Beckett's side.
Although John and the others could also find someone to help, Luke was too lazy to use these more personal and effective relationships to settle such half-official affairs.
Beckett had just said that he could find her if he needed anything, and he used it without hesitation.
Human affection is something that requires frequent exchanges with each other. The more times you pay back what you owe, the higher your trust and intimacy will be.
At present, as long as he is unfamiliar with the place, he doesn't need to be too tight as long as he gets a favor from others. When the time is right, he can use it when he needs it.
He is too new in nypd, and no one will dare to use favors in a short time to make him do illegal things.
Luke beckoned to Harry who was by the door, and she brought Molly over.
Molly's parents were left outside, unfit to be in the mortuary or to be present during Harley's treatment.
In the morgue, only Luke, Harry, and Molly were left.
Luke had to be there.
This is the rule that the forensic doctor Lanny just said, otherwise she would have to watch on the spot to avoid any situation.
There are many strange things in the world, and even more strange things are found in the morgue.
Behaviors such as pulling out corpses and beating them violently can only be regarded as "normal" abnormal situations, and other stealing and destroying corpses are not uncommon.
What's even more bizarre is that the deceased's bereaved friends wanted to have a farewell party with the corpse, bringing champagne and cigars in for a revelry.
Therefore, a forensic doctor or the police must be present to identify the body.
Luke silently retreated to the door, watched as Harry led Molly to the open drawer freezer, and after a long while of coaxing, finally let her face Kilgrave's body.
Molly, who had been a little dazed all this time, had a violent reaction, crying and laughing, cursing and beating, knelt down sobbing and tossing for a while.
Luke just watched in silence.
He didn't care at all if the body had some scars or something, and neither did Lanny, since Kilgrave's autopsy report came out anyway.
If there is no accident, the body that has not been claimed by relatives will be buried in a public cemetery after a while.
Molly's thumping softly now is not a problem at all.
He just silently wrote down Harley's operations, including the language she guided and the method of adjusting Molly's emotions during the period.