"I did a series of examinations for the little girl, such as MRI, EEG, etc., and found that her brain had abnormal fluctuations, which were likely to be a sequelae of mental control." Moira looked at the little girl sitting next to her, wearing an orange prison uniform and haggard face in the prison, and reported her discovery to Evanson.

After hearing this, Evanson rubbed his brows and thought about how to guide the incident so that he could develop in the most favorable direction for him. "Then can you get any useful information from that little girl's mouth? For example, what kind of person is that mind controller?"

"Kilgrave." Moira reported on the phone, "according to the confession of this little girl named Hope, this should be the name of the mind controller, at least his current common name."

"Kilgrave? Who would call this name?" Evanson felt that the name was a bit strange. "Is it a Russian?" He always felt that the person whose name was "Fu must have Russian descent."

"It's British." Moira corrected. "Hope said this man said this man had a strong British accent."

"That's it..." Evanson frowned. The Russian accent English is very different from the authentic British English, and it is also obvious that no one generally admits mistakes.

"What about his appearance?" Evanson continued, "Is he a bald man and has a paralyzed lower body in a wheelchair?" If so, he might have to make a new plan, so it would be better to be timid first.

"No." Moira didn't know why her boss asked, but said truthfully, "He is a healthy person, at least physically healthy. Hope said he looked twenty-five or six years old, tall and thin, wearing an elegant purple suit. Now the police are helping us sketch and drawing."

Evanson nodded, “Can you confirm the authenticity of this information?”

"In fact... I can't be too sure." Moira said with some embarrassment. "In my opinion, this little girl has some problems with her mental state now."

"Well...even if he is mentally normal, don't trust this information too easily." Evanson thought for a while and said, "This time you are facing a mind controller. Since he can capture other people's brains and let others do what they want others to do, he can naturally let others see the images he wants others to see."

"A tall and thin British man with a strange name and a purple suit. Maybe this is just an illusion. In fact, he may be a bald Russian uncle with a tube stuck in his body with a strange symbol on his forehead."

"This is... it's not that possibility." Moira felt very strange. I don't know why her boss always likes to imagine a mental controller as a bald head. Can the mental power be increased after losing his hair? Or will the increase in mental power cause severe hair loss?

"Do you have any other information?" Evanson asked again.

"Not on Hope's side," Moira replied, "but I found that there are still people who have a great connection with this matter."

Evanson "Who?"

"Jessica Jones." Moira said a name, "is the private detective who found Hope. In your words, she is a female version of the low-end Captain America. She seemed to be too concerned about this little girl, and she believed the girl almost unconditionally. She also asked a friend who hosted a talk show to help her win sympathy on the show, and also hired a very good defense lawyer, Jerry, you should be very familiar with her."

"Familiar? If she was a mouse, then I was quite familiar with it." Evanson was a little confused so "but if she was alone or a lawyer, I'm sorry, I don't know her, and to be honest, I haven't dealt with a lawyer in my life."

"But she... well," Moira felt that she was a little difficult to speak. "She is the chief legal counsel of our company, and her entire law firm is serving us." Are you reliable? You don't know who the legal counsel of the company is. Is there anyone who is like you?

"That's it..." Evanson scratched his face, somewhat embarrassed, so he defended him, "I have never cared about this, and you know that it is not good to mind my current identity and know the situation of the company too clearly."

Moira shook her head helplessly on the other end of the phone, and Evanson continued, "What do you want? Do you need the company to come forward to mention this lawyer, so that she can fully cooperate with you and answer some questions she shouldn't have answered?"

"No need." Moira directly refused. "If her professional ethics are like this, the company will never hire her. If I want to use some unconventional means to force her, I can solve it myself, and there is no need to pull the company into the water."

"Thank you for always thinking about the company." Evanson praised Moira for a little, and then asked, "What do you mean when you mention her?"

"The reason why the company hired Jerry as legal counsel was because she was the leading lawyer in New York and the ever-winning general on the defense table." Moira expressed her thoughts. "It can be seen that the reward for asking her to fight a lawsuit is definitely not good. Jessica Jones may not be able to afford it. And letting her participate in this lawsuit with almost no chance of winning will definitely have a significant impact on her future career, so even if Jessica Jones and Jerry are friends, they must have given up a favor for it."

Thinking about all this Jessica Jones did, going on TV, looking for a lawyer, and giving up favors, Evanson, but he really thought, "Her care for this little girl is really bizarre, even for her own mother, is that just that?"

"I investigated Jessica Jones's life. It can be said that she is a very bad person. If you insist on summing up, she is a bitch! So people like this suddenly care about a little girl who has almost never lived. Excluding her sudden overflow of sympathy, there is only one possibility. She and Hope have been in the same way and have been controlled by the mind, and they also want to get more useful information from Hope."

"It sounds like she's much more important than Hope," Evanson judged. "Go and talk to her and see if there are any more clues there. By the way, investigate her superhuman abilities."

"No problem, boss." Nodded, but when she was about to hang up the phone, she suddenly remembered something and wanted to continue reporting "Luther sent a request for the case."

"Change the case? Why do we need to merge the case?" Evanson was a little confused. "Your goals seem to be different, why do we need to merge the case?"

"Luther's goal is to go to Harlem to find a Luke Cage who is said to be invulnerable to swords and guns. Originally, our mission line would not intersect, but now for some reason, Luke Cage and Jessica Jones were mixed together. So we had to join the case."
Chapter completed!