Super Detective In The Fictional World Chapter 1045
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Chapter 1045: The Village Tyrant Is Dead, Save the Village Maiden
Luke was fairly certain that no matter how bad Jessica’s mental state was, she wouldn’t be any worse off after receiving treatment.
At the same time, he could also test out the difference between Kilgrave’s original ability and the “partial” version copied by the system.
The reason Jessica was so laid back now wasn’t because she had a good temper.
This woman had been plagued by mental issues for a long time, and it was easier for her to lose control. Once she lost control, she could easily beat someone up.
Without the effect of Elementary Pheromone Control, even if she didn’t attack him, there was an 80% chance of her turning around and leaving. How could he talk to her like that?
Seeing the look of anticipation in her eyes, Luke chuckled and said, “I know a little psychology, and I know about Molly’s case and treatment.”
Jessica couldn’t help but ask, “How is she now?”
Luke said, “She underwent very effective treatment before Christmas. She should be able to go home and rest soon.”
Jessica froze. “What effective treatment?”
She didn’t think there was any treatment that would work after being tortured by that sadist, Kilgrave. That kind of nightmare would inevitably follow the victim for the rest of their life.
Luke rolled the lollipop around in his mouth. “She’s much better now that she’s seen Kilgrave’s body and vented her feelings.”
Jessica gasped. “What?”
She hadn’t expected such an answer, and pressed, “Kilgrave is dead?”
Luke nodded. “He’s been dead for half a month. His body is in the morgue at the forensics center. He’ll be buried in a public cemetery soon.”
Jessica was incredulous. “How is that possible? How did he die?”
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Luke said indifferently, “He might have been involved in something. Have you heard about the smiling man who appeared in New York recently?”
Jessica was stunned. She tilted her head and thought for a moment before she said uncertainly, “I think I heard about this person before. It seems that he’s… a vigilante who wears a smiling mask?”
Luke nodded and said, “That’s more or less the case. Kilgrave was probably working with a gang, and the gang happened to be the smiling man’s target, so he died along with dozens of other gang members.”
Jessica gaped; she didn’t know how to digest this news.
Kilgrave died, just like that?
That demon-like, terrifying monster had died just like that?
At that moment, Jessica felt like a village girl who was bullied by the village tyrant and could only hide in a corner where the other party couldn’t see her.
But one day, someone suddenly said that the village tyrant was killed by a passer-by.
After a long pause, she grabbed Luke’s arm and asked, “Where’s Kilgrave’s body?”
Luke said, “NYPD’s forensics center.”
Jessica abruptly got to her feet and jumped down from the third floor. She landed with a thump, and was about to break into a run.
Luke turned his head and said helplessly, “Hey, you don’t want your alcohol or camera?”
This was a professional camera. In his previous life, this thing had been jokingly called “poor for three generations, a single snap destroys a lifetime.”
A professional camera could easily cost thousands of dollars. It was rare for ordinary people to play around with this thing.
For a private investigator, this was more like a way to make ends meet.
Without this thing, how could they take private photos of couples from a distance? How could they make it easy for their clients to file for divorce?
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Jessica paused. “Pack it up for me. I’m in a hurry.” She was going to run off.
Luke said, “Hey, are you going to force your way into the forensics center? There are police officers stationed there.”
Jessica said, “I’ll think of a way.”
Luke looked at her like she was an idiot. “I can bring people in. What other way are you thinking of?”
Jessica finally stopped and looked up at him. “You?”
Luke unhurriedly closed the bottle of vodka, put away the snacks, picked up the camera, and jumped.
Jessica subconsciously took two steps forward, wanting to reach out and catch him.
They had been on the third floor just now.
Her body was special, which was why she was able to jump down. It wasn’t the same for Luke.
Luke grabbed the third-floor staircase railing with his free hand as he jumped over it. After his feet found purchase on the second-floor railing, he jumped again and did the same thing until he landed on the street.
He walked over and handed the camera to a stunned Jessica. “Did you drive?” he asked.
Jessica shook her head. “No.”
She had a very strong physique and moved very quickly through the alleys and streets. She didn’t need to drive at all.
Luke pointed at a nearby alley. “My car is over there. Let’s go.”
Half an hour later, Luke brought Jessica to the forensics center.
There were fewer people at the forensics center at night, but there were also many people working overtime.
As a line of work that was forever lacking manpower, forensic scientists were busier than ordinary detectives.
Just like how the police department always had cases to solve, the forensic center also always had evidence to process.
There was basically no hope of processing evidence for ordinary cases since it could very likely take months or even a year for the report to be published.
In fact, detectives would avoid the need to process evidence if they could. Otherwise, they would have to wait several months for a report to be released.
For major criminal cases, the standard process took a few weeks.
Unless you had an in with someone you knew, it would be very difficult to get a report quickly.
Fortunately, Luke wasn’t here to get the report, but he did know someone.
After Dr. Lanie made a call, Luke took Jessica to the morgue.
The forensic scientist who led the way was also very busy. He only noted Luke’s name and department before he left.
It was just this casual when you had a connection.
If you didn’t have one, you wouldn’t even be allowed in at all.
Naturally, Luke owed Dr. Lanie a small favor this time.
After the forensic scientist left, Luke said to Jessica, “Let’s be clear about some things before we look at the body.”
Jessica nodded silently.
“First, you’re not allowed to destroy property here, especially the freezer and professional equipment. You can’t afford to pay for them, nor will you be able to handle the problems that come with it,” Luke said.
Jessica was stunned. “Huh?”
Luke said, “If you break the freezer, the bodies inside might be damaged. Repairing the freezer will cost you thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars. Do you have that much money?”
Jessica: …
She really didn’t have that much money. Or rather, she didn’t have much money at all.
“Second, don’t beat Kilgrave’s body to a pulp,” Luke continued. “If you do, the coroner and I won’t be able to explain it. You’ll have to go to jail, too.”
Jessica hesitated. She really wasn’t sure if she could hold back.
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