U.S. law does not protect the offending party in the event of a divorce.

Most of the time, the law will tend to protect women, and the "at-fault" here of course also refers to women.

And for many middle-aged men, the "ex-wife" is the most devastating weapon.

Once these men get divorced, it is impossible for them to have a clean breeze on their sleeves, and they have to carry a large amount of debt.

It is not uncommon for men who are middle-class and divorced and bankrupt before marriage.

Because of this, more and more Americans choose not to get married, and some families have two or three children, and the male and female owners are still not officially husband and wife.

A large part of this is because the cost of divorce is too high for most people, so high that they don't have the courage to get married.

Once this woman loses this protection, her husband can get out of the way, and even turn around and demand a share of her property.

The alarm bell sounded in her heart, and she quickly shook her head: "No, we just had a quarrel." ”

Luke was a little incredulous: "I just heard that you accused her of murder?" ”

His gaze shifted to the slender, petite figure beside him.

The man and woman looked at each other and shook their heads in unison: "No, you heard me wrong. We just had a few words, and now it's okay, let's go right away. ”

Luke raised his hand: "Then this lady must agree." Otherwise, I have to make an official record of your ID and record your ID so that you don't complain about NYPD's inaction in the future......"

"It's just a quarrel, can we get them to leave quickly?" The petite figure in front of him bowed his head and said sullenly.

Luke sighed, and looked at the man and woman again.

The man and woman were at a loss: "What's wrong?" ”

Luke: "Do you need me to get out of here and stop wasting the NYPD's police resources?" ”

The man and woman were stunned for two seconds before they realized what it meant to get them out.

But being tossed by Luke like this, they don't dare to be as arrogant as just now, they are not the existence of the Soderbergh family, and they are not qualified to dictate to the NYPD.

Hearing this straightforward expansive language, the two of them were depressed, but they did not hesitate to turn around, and walked out of the hall of the police detective station as soon as they slipped away.

Luke raised his hand and gestured, "Come and sit down, and tell me about it, Miss Jones." ”

Jessica Jones heard his voice and couldn't help but look up at his face again, then quickly lowered her head and followed him.

When he arrived at the desk, Luke casually pulled a chair on the side, motioned for her to sit, snatched a bag of small cakes from the dog's mouth hiding under the desk, and opened it in front of Jessica: "Homemade snacks, taste them, and speak slowly." ”

Jessica was stunned to look at the two small cakes peeking out of the brown paper bag, and her heart was inexplicable.

Luke dug into the drawer again and put a carton of milk: "If it's too dry, you can drink some milk." ”

After picking up the cake for a moment, Jessica put it back in the bag: "Someone took the initiative to find me and asked me to help investigate the man's cheating." The result was that these two people designed me to appear and wanted to settle accounts with me. ”

Luke: "Huh? ”

Jessica: "That's what you think, I investigated the woman, her husband wanted to divorce her, but he didn't want to go bankrupt. ”

Luke: "She's made a big deal out of this, isn't she going to lose the lawsuit?" ”

Jessica: "It's not like that, she's going to lose eighty percent, and if it happens, it's just a sure loss." If she had a brain, she wouldn't find a boyfriend during the critical period of divorce. ”

Luke was speechless and could only change the subject a little: "Why do they say you murder?" ”

Jessica: "Because I smashed the place where they were cheating, I'm probably afraid I'll smash them too." ”

Luke was surprised: "Your office still has the business of demolishing houses?" ”

Jessica rolled her eyes angrily: "Who made their mouths stink, as if I filmed her stealing how big a deal it is." ”

Luke pondered: "Divorce is not small, right?" ”

Jessica: "She's already getting a divorce, but she might not get the money this way." She is distressed about money, but she has no interest in saving her marriage. ”

Luke knew the general situation, and was not interested in digging into it.

He was more pleasing to Jessica, and of course this kind of small dispute would not help the couple of Gou men and women: "Okay, that's okay, you can leave at any time." Well, it's okay to eat and then go. ”

With that, he ignored her and looked up the information on the computer himself.

Jessica was silent for a moment, stood up and took a step, but stopped again, turned around and grabbed the paper bag of cake on the table, and walked away quickly.

When her figure disappeared, Selena looked at him playfully: "This doesn't seem to be very flirtatious, right?" ”

Luke looked away from the screen and smiled at her: If it wasn't for my strong will last time, I was forced to come, I will talk nonsense about this?

For the "naïve" Selena, he doesn't want to fight either, so let her be happy.

John winked at Luke not far behind her, and motioned for him to go to the rest room.

Luke got up and snatched another bag of cake from the nugget under the table.

The gold nugget "snorted", very perfunctory to express his dissatisfaction with someone's dog's mouth, and then took out today's twenty-fifth bag of small cakes from the box next to him and ate them.

Anyway, it's all a big road goods that mix time, so take it from the big demon king.

When he reached the lounge, Luke threw the paper bag in his hand.

John, who had already sat on the sofa and let out a comfortable sigh, raised his hand to catch it, opened it, and took out the cake without seeing it: "Something to ask me?" ”

Luke: "Everybody in the office. ”

John's hand paused: "Everyone? ”

Luke: "About a hundred and fifty bags." ”

John was speechless.

There are no more than 180 people in this office area, and at most two-thirds of them go to the police station every day, which is really enough.

While chewing the cake, he said vaguely: "You might as well open a pastry shop, you can make more money than being a police detective." ”

Luke looked at him with the eyes of a fool.

John is a typical example of thick on the outside and fine on the inside, and his big actions and appearance can't hide the carefulness of his top detective, and when he looks at Luke's expression, he knows that he has said something wrong: "Well, isn't it?" ”

Luke: "If it weren't for the fact that when you were in the Zhongfu Building, a guy blew up a floor of someone's house, causing a loss of millions of US dollars, I think a human spirit like Old Man Aoki would definitely give out hundreds of thousands of US dollars in private rewards." ”

John pouted, "Patronizing the killing of those RPG launchers...... Wait, how do you know Aoki will send out private rewards. ”

Luke smiled but didn't say a word.

John didn't need him to say more, and slapped himself on the head in annoyance: "Then didn't I lose hundreds of thousands?" ”

Luke: "You can think of something good." ”

John: "Huh? ”

Luke: "It's happiest not to lose millions of dollars than to pay hundreds of thousands of rewards, and you can't get the NYPD to pay you Los Angeles." ”