The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 226 The Incontinent Hilton
"If the people from the identification department don't come, what about the evidence I prepared?" Sheldon picked up a sealed bag from the table, which contained an empty drink bottle: "When one of the thieves was sweeping our house, he dared to come from I took a bottle of drink from the fridge and drank it."

"You should be able to find some valid fingerprints from it," Sheldon took out another piece of plastic paper: "These are my fingerprints, so you can exclude me from suspicion."

"Sheldon, where's mine?" Leonard asked.

"I'm sorry Leonard, it's too early to rule out the possibility of the inner ghost committing the crime."

"It's not too much for me to ask you to shoot him?" Leonard complained helplessly, "Ron, look what's going on with your brother."

"Hey, you're already living together, now he's your problem and not mine," Ron gloated.

"I'm happy to send him to the intensive care unit for 72 hours of psychiatric observation." The police also suggested that he had long seen this guy as a bit abnormal.

"I'm not crazy, my mother took me for a test."

"But it's also possible that the doctor at that time was a quack doctor. Anyway, he went crazy shortly after he gave you the test. Maybe mental illness is contagious?" Ron complained while drinking a drink, attracting Sheldon glare.

Relying on his identity just now, Ron has checked the surveillance of the apartment building. It is indeed just two little thieves. Many people in the whole upstairs have been stolen. Fortunately, he thought some large organization came to retaliate, but Shelton was scared. It's not easy.

It is rare to come to Ron and ask to sleep together.

What are you kidding?Except for the fact that Ron had to sleep in the same room with little George on a bunk bed when he was a child because of the size of the family, he never slept in the same room with a man even when he was in college.

As the ace quarterback of the rugby team, he certainly has the capital to apply for a single dormitory from the school. You must know that American universities give very preferential treatment to sports students, let alone outstanding students like Ron who have equally outstanding grades. .

Therefore, Ron naturally refused his unreasonable request, but considering that Sheldon's apartment had just been burglarized, Ron generously said that Sheldon could sleep in his place tonight.

As for himself, he lived in Max's house and had a hearty fight with Caroline.

Ron and Caroline are currently breaking up due to the incident at the small cake shop last time, but it doesn't mean that they can't have some fun by dating X, especially if this fun is the premise of Caroline's initiative to invite Down.

And when Ron returned to the apartment again, Sheldon's apartment door had changed a lot, and it was replaced with a new lock that looked very advanced at first glance.

"What the hell are you doing? Are you going to turn the apartment into a bunker?"

"Ron, this is a titanium deadbolt lock with a specially made reinforced door frame controlled by a state-of-the-art electronic access control system, would you like to have one too?"

Howard pointed to the fruits of his labor and showed off, like a salesman selling door locks, Ron shook his head.

He didn't need this thing. His force value and the directional mines bound to the bedroom door were the best means to deal with thieves and all illegal intruders.

Shelton crossed his arms and questioned Howard's boasted function: "Then what if they cut off the power?"

"There's a built-in 200-watt uninterrupted backup power supply."

Sheldon was still worried: "What if my key is stolen?"

"It is also equipped with an independent voice control and fingerprint scanning system."

"Then what if I was kidnapped and forced to record my voice and my thumb was cut off by the kidnapper." If the first two doubts are reasonable, the third one is looking for trouble.

Ron rolled his eyes: "Then I'll send them a check for [-] dollars as a thank you. Do you have any other questions?"

"OK," Howard, as the only technical geek in the group of four with hands-on ability, continued to show everyone the reliability of the new door lock:
"In addition to those on the outside, inside the house are equipped with motion detectors, infrared sensors and monitors, while connected to servers equipped with state-of-the-art facial recognition software."

"That sounds good, where did you get that? Maybe get one for my office building."

Ron had to admit that he was moved. For a professional agent like him, this thing may not have much blocking effect, but at least it can bring a lot of trouble to the intruder, and he feels that he has offended people more and more. There are too many Ron, and I feel that it is very necessary to equip one of my bases.

"Uh... I'm afraid this is a bit inconvenient," Howard was a little stuck: "I'm in the Ministry of Defense, and I have a friend, and he only has this set there."

"Only one set?" Ron asked suspiciously, "Is he just giving it to you so generously?"

"If I ask, he will definitely give it. Ironically, their security system seems to be not so perfect."

"Well, if even you can easily steal their stuff, it's a bit redundant to put them in my base." Hearing this, Ron gave up the idea of ​​ordering a set.

While they were talking, Penny suddenly pushed open the door: "Rajesh, your car is blocking me..."

"Didi! Alert alert!"

Just as Petunia walked into the house, a metal king suddenly fell from the roof at the door, covering her whole body inside.

"FXXK! What the hell is this?!"

Leonard quickly rescued Penny from the net.

"It's a perfect security system. What's the use of this broken net? Are you going to let me use it to catch tuna?" Sheldon complained disdainfully.

"Don't worry, this fishing net will still be electrified. Once it is illuminated inside, it will fall to the ground, causing involuntary convulsions all over the body." Howard continued to explain.

"That's about the same." Sheldon nodded in satisfaction.

"It's really boring. Instead of doing this, it's better to install some insurance from landmines at the door. I won't tell you. I didn't have a good rest last night. I'm going to bed first. Good night, everyone!"

Ron said hello, stretched his waist and walked to his room, saying that he was dating Caroline, but don't forget, it was Max's room, except for Caroline, the little white rabbit, And a hungry Max.

Serving the two for one night, even if the perpetual motion machine can handle it, Ron is a little tired, but tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.

Ron was sleeping soundly, when suddenly a siren sounded from Sheldon's apartment. Ron hurried over with a gun, but when he arrived, he almost peed with laughter.

At the door of the apartment, Shelton was lying on the ground covered with a fishing net, his limbs twitching, and a puddle of unknown liquid flowed out from under him, and there was a strange smell.

Ron pinched his nose in disgust: "Sheldon, don't you know how to diaper?"

(End of this chapter)