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Ivan looked at the man. He was wearing a light gray suit, and the combination of sunglasses and a guide cane made him look like a blind man.

"You are?"

"I heard the sound of fighting from far away, tell me now, did anyone fall to the ground?" the man asked.

"Do you still smell the smell of blood?" Ivan asked.

The man in sunglasses was silent for two seconds, then said, "The smell is much lighter, but I believe in my feeling that someone must have been killed here before, because I also heard the sound of gunshots processed by the silencer."

"Are you a nearby resident?" Jessica asked.

The man in the sunglasses moved his ears and nodded, "Yes, my name is Matt Murdoch, how about you?"

He stood there, feeling everything in the room, the smell of blood had almost completely disappeared, and there was no source.

He wondered if he had made a mistake.

"Ivan Jones."

"Jessica Jones." Jessica also introduced herself.

"Oh, then you...are you sure it's all right?" Matt asked.

"Mr. Murdoch, when you hear the sound of fighting here, you push the door and come in directly. This is a very brave act." Ivan smiled.

"I thought someone needed help."

Matt said, "Can I come in and sit down?"

Jessica turned her eyes to Ivan, as if asking for advice.

Ivan nodded, thinking that this is your office, you can decide for yourself.

"come in."

Matt took a deep breath and stepped in. He tapped the ground with a guide stick and walked to the ground where Kevin fell just now.

"The sofa is here." Ivan reminded.

"Sorry, I'm blind."

As he said this, he stretched out his guide stick and touched the ground, as if he was testing something.

Is there no body? Am I thinking wrong?

With that in mind, Matt took a few steps and sat on the client's sofa.

"What are you... doing here?" Matt asked.

"Private detective." Jessica said, "This is a detective agency, accepting some investigation commissions."

"It turns out that I am a lawyer. Speaking of which... I may cooperate with you in the future." Matt said absently.

"Thank you, but we're here for summer vacation." Jessica smiled.

She paused, then asked curiously, "You can't see things. Wouldn't it be inconvenient to work in this profession?"

"Since I became blind, other perceptions have become extremely sharp, and many things can be felt by perception."

"I see." Jessica nodded in understanding.

The three chatted for a while, and Matt did not find anything unusual, and his doubts were gradually dispelled.

In the end, he cleared his throat and said that he had something to do and then got up and left.

"Jessica, shall I go buy breakfast?"

"Um..."

The breakfast was a hamburger and hot milk. After Ivan bought it, the two ate it in the small room.

"Fan, didn't that Kevin say that he was doing things for Jinpin? That Jinpin seems to be a very powerful boss." Jessica mentioned this.

"Yes, he is a businessman on the surface, but he actually controls many gangs secretly. He has influence in many places, especially this Clinton administrative district."

After Ivan finished speaking, he took a bite of the burger.

"Then our security is so bad, isn't it because of him? We should discipline him and beat him down, so that the residents here will be better, right?" Jessica asked.

"It's like this in a simple way, but when you think about it more deeply, it's not like that." Ivan said.

"Huh? Isn't that so?" Jessica looked at Ivan suspiciously.

"Like many low-security areas, the residents here have become accustomed to this set of rules, and have paid a fixed protection fee to Jin and the forces for protection. If there is no Jin and this leader to shock and deter, other small gangs will recklessly attack civilians. , burning, killing and looting, the scene will be more chaotic."

Ivan thought for a while and continued: "Actually, this is the same as buying and selling. They pay the money, and the gold is responsible for protecting them. This set of rules has its own balance and rationality in Clinton itself, but the purple-clothed **** just now is doing it without authorization. Strong buy and strong sell, but also shot at you, this is his personal reason."

Jessica chewed the hamburger, swallowed it, and nodded: "Indeed, Fan, I feel sick just looking at that person..."

The two finished their breakfast while chatting.

...

After a little trouble, in the next few days, Jin Bingfang took the initiative to reach an agreement with Jessica's office, which can permanently exempt the protection fee.

In addition to this, any other gang can't arbitrarily fight in the neighborhood near the office.

Days passed, and the summer vacation was coming to an end. During this period, Jessica took over two commissions, both to investigate whether someone else's husband was cheating.

And Jessica does have some skills. She has caught others in bed twice, so she has earned a little reputation in the neighborhood.

She also showed off to Ivan: ????)? How about~ My "Sherlock Holmes" is not for nothing~!"

Ivan responded with a smile: "Jessica, are you sure you're not watching Sherlock Holmes?"

"Damn it!"

After school started, Ivan, Jessica, and Angel returned to Queens.

Karen and Banner, on the other hand, stayed on to tend their Manhattan orchards.

This semester, Jessica can be regarded as a campus celebrity.

Because she announced that she opened a detective agency in the Clinton administrative district, she showed that she is a detective and can come to her for anything.

Of course, there is a commission fee to be paid, and the price will be negotiated on a case-by-case basis!

And recently, she received an entrustment, and she told Ivan about the entrustment, just in Ivan's dormitory.

She said that the commission she received was to investigate the recent frequent loss of underwear in the dormitory~www.wuxiahere.com~ Ivan came to be interested and asked: "Are the girls' underwear stolen by some pervert? The target To find out who is that pervert?"

"No!" Jessica shook her head, "Underwear for men and women, no distinction is lost!"

"No difference? Do boys lose their underwear too?"

"Yes, the **** in the room disappeared without notice~ Many boys and I reported that they were the same." Jessica said, "Even one of my **** was stolen!"

"That's really weird."

Ivan nodded, this sounds really strange, but Ivan didn't lose any of his underwear.

"Fan, do you know what's even stranger?"

Jessica sat beside Ivan and approached Ivan mysteriously.

"Anything more strange?"

"Some people wear their underwear to sleep at night, but wake up in the morning and find that their underwear is gone!"

"Are you sure you didn't make it up to make fun of me?" Ivan couldn't help but want to laugh.

How could it be stolen by someone wearing it and pressing it on?

"Hehe, Fan, whether it's a boy or a girl, there is no difference in losing their underwear! The other party is such a big pervert!"

"Any clues now?"

"According to the clues I have collected, I do have a suspect in my heart," Jessica said.

"As expected of the detective Jessica, such a bizarre thing has been found out... Then according to the clues, who do you suspect of stealing the underwear?"

"It's Van!" Jessica pointed at Ivan's face.