Super Detective in the Fictional World

g about it.”

Luke asked, “Oh? Are they planning to enter Hell’s Kitchen?”

If that was the case, that would be great, he thought to himself.

Bell shook her head.
“No.
They said that thousands of gang members died there recently, that Hell’s Kitchen has reopened and the ingredients are gang members.
Only a lunatic would dare enter.
I reckon if they want to enter, it’ll have to be together in tens of thousands.”

Luke smiled.

That was true.

As the chef, he had to be cautious and conscientious.
Stewing and stir-frying in turn, he had to do his best to turn these chives into experience and credit points.

As they talked, the car arrived.

Even though Bell deliberately slowed down, she was still much faster than a regular cab driver.

“Call me when you need a car, okay?” Bell gestured at him.

Luke made an OK gesture.
“Don’t worry.
I’ll definitely call you if I have extra pay.”

Bell rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t help but laugh.
That was the best thing about talking to smart people.

Looking at Luke’s back, she said, “Come over for dinner in a few days.
Jesse misses you too.”

Luke simply waved his hand, but he mumbled to himself, “Jesse? What if he thinks that I’m here to steal his sweetheart?”

That would indeed be a test of his mental fortitude.

When he arrived at the law firm, it was still very lively, but the long queue from a few days ago had disappeared.

When Luke entered, a young African-American girl was running around with all sorts of files and documents in her hands, chattering non-stop to the clients in the office.

The girl was the first to notice Luke.
She stopped working and jogged over.
“Are you here to apply for the community service? Come with me.”

Stunned for a moment, Luke shook his head with a smile.
“I’m here for Foggy and Matt.”

The girl didn’t stop.
She simply turned around and said, “Only Mr.
Foggy is here.
Mr.
Matt isn’t here today.”

Luke gave an “oh.” He had expected that answer.

If Lawyer Matt was a little stronger, he should be at home now licking his wounds.

If he was a little more careful, he might still be hiding in Luke’s safe house.

“Then I’ll go find Foggy,” he said casually and walked to his office.

The girl quickly said, “Wait, Mr.
Foggy is very busy.
You have to wait in line if you want to talk to him.”

She quickly looked at the dozen people in the office.

Luke was amused.
“But I’m not here on business.”

The girl said helplessly, “You still have to line up, or else…”

Listening to their conversation, the people in the room glared, as if wary of their competitors.

There would always be people fighting over whatever was free.
Luke chuckled inwardly.

He said, “Then can I look for Karen?”

The girl said, “Okay, I’ll call her for you.” She then ran into the office.

Soon, Karen walked out and greeted him with a smile.
“Luke, you’re here?”

Luke nodded.
“I’m here to check on the situation.”

Karen nodded quickly.
“Let’s talk inside.
It so happens that Foggy’s looking for you.”

This time, the people in the room didn’t react as much.

Although Karen was only the receptionist here, she actually served as the secretary.

A lot of the applications had to go through her, and nobody wanted to mess with her.

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