"Matt... What happened to you?

Fudge saw Matt walking quickly with a gloomy look and asked with some concern.

"Nothing... I've figured this out, let's go get Karen out of the police station first.

Matt collected his emotions and pulled Fudge to find someone.

......

"My client doesn't have any suspicions, why can't I leave yet?"

Matt was expressionless, and his tone was cold and pressed the two policemen on the opposite side.

"The case is still unclear, and Karen needs to stay behind to cooperate with the investigation."

The white policeman looked businesslike and did not show Matt any affection.

"I'll keep Karen in communication, and she'll be the first to arrive when the police need to cooperate."

Matt continued to fight.

"No, she has to stay here."

The white policeman told Matt with an unquestioning expression and tone.

"You have no reason to detain her!"

Matt snapped.

"Yes!"

The white policeman was angry, pointed to the floor and said, "But this is the police station, I have the final say!" You are not qualified to dictate here!

"So you have to wait until it's time for detention to let Karen go?"

Matt continued to question without fear.

"This is my power!"

The white policeman glared, "Do you have any opinion?"

"I didn't. But I can't guarantee that my cute client won't go on some talk show to complain about being detained for no reason.

Matt tilted his face and threatened without emotion.

"Faksquid!"

The white policeman stood up, and the black policeman next to him pulled him.

He stretched out his finger, pointed at Matt and cursed: "Don't think you're blind, I won't smash your face with my fist!" You give me a little care!

With that, he huffed and walked away.

"What does that mean?"

Fudge asked disgruntled to the black policeman who remained.

"Fudge, just shut your mouth!"

He also stood up a little unpleasantly, "He's not usually like this, I'll go see what's going on." "

The two people left behind looked at each other a little.

"It seems that your bribery is of little use."

Matt stabbed Fudge.

Fudge immediately spread his hands and said helplessly: "Who knows what is wrong with that guy?" I must complain about him!

Matt turned his face in the direction where the police had left, silently silently not speaking.

Perhaps, he has a little problem.

......

"Brown, what's wrong with you today?"

The black policeman walked up to the white policeman and asked with a puzzled look.

Brown took a cigarette and saw the black policeman coming, his eyes dodged for a moment, and he said with a depressed face: "Something happened at home, a little unhappy." "

Okay."

The black policeman also lit a cigarette and said casually: "Then let that Karen stay longer."

"It just so happens that I also feel that this case is a bit strange."

The black policeman looked at Brown.

"What identity do you say the man in black is?"

Brown frowned slightly, took a sharp sip of the cigarette in his hand, and then replied: "I don't know, maybe it's just her making it up." "

Made up? So she murdered the person who had nothing to do with her and then dressed him up as a killer?

The black policeman pondered.

"I don't know, LeBron, maybe so, but we don't have proof, we can't do anything."

LeBron hugged his chest, leaned against the wall and hesitated, then leaned close to Brown, his face solemn.

"Have you heard a rumor?"

Brown glanced at LeBron somewhat unnaturally and shook his head.

"It is said that in Hell's Kitchen there is a demon who will wear black at night to fight evil and save good people."

LeBron said with an amused expression.

"Maybe it's just a rumor, that guy never showed up..." Brown

somewhat disagreed with him.

"No, some of us in the police department have received some cases about this guy..."

Brown finished his cigarette and threw away his butt, intending to end the topic.

"Maybe he exists, but what's the use?"

"This is Hell's Kitchen, he can only be a demon who brings dreams to others, and he can't be an angel who saves others!"

Brown's tone was a little excited, and his voice came far away.

"Ok, Brown, don't get excited."

LeBron smiled and reassured Brown, and a trace of doubt flashed in his expression.

Why did Brown react so much?

......

Ten hours later.

"Karen, are you okay?"

Matt asked Karen who was carried by two police officers.

"Not good..."

Karen looked overwhelmed by the atmosphere of the police station and responded weakly.

"Okay, let's get out of here first."

Matt stepped forward, and Karen followed him outside the police station.

Halfway there, Matt turned around.

"Justice will always come, not in the police station, in the court, but elsewhere."

The two policemen who listened to this headless sentence showed unhappy expressions.

And under Brown's unhappiness, there is a trace of fear.

A few minutes later, the three came outside.

"Karen, what's your next plan?"

Matt asked pointedly.

Karen came out of the police station and barely got in good spirits.

She ruffled her hair, and Meimu stayed on Matt for a moment.

"Find a place to sleep and wait until you wake up."

Fudge chimed in, "Do you have a place to live?"

"I have, Matt, how much of your phone?"

Matt voiced his phone for Karen to remember.

"Wait until I contact you, I'll go first,"

Karen said, and the figure disappeared into the night.

"Do you have any little secrets that I don't know?"

Fudge asked Matt with a suspicious look.

"No, I didn't."

Matt grinned, as if to tell Fudge: Yes, I have.

When Fudge heard this, he looked hurt.

"I know, can't you guy keep a low profile? With you, I don't have a chance at all!

He complained dissatisfiedly.

"Please, Fudge, we can't have personal feelings with customers, this is our professional ethic!"

Matt retorted.

"Come on! Matt, you're the least qualified person to say this!

Fudge complained.

"I'll go back first, see you tomorrow."

Then he turned to leave, looked at Matt without moving, and asked more: "Aren't you going back yet?"

Matt nodded and said, "I have something to do!" "

It wouldn't be going to find Karen, would it?"

Fudge said suspiciously, "You're too anxious..." "

No, no, no, I'm vouching for it with personality, it's something else."

Matt put away his joking face and said solemnly.

Fudge was silent for a moment and whispered, "Well, you always have something else."

He also looked at Matt quite seriously and said, "Matt, don't fight too hard, protect yourself." "

I will."

Fudge left, and Matt watched him walk away with some concern.

Did he finally discover something?

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