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Chapter 104 Oil Painting Beauty: I Hate Detectives! (Please subscribe!)

"what?"

Detective Amy Santiago was stunned: "Can the title be different?"

"When the technicians in your bureau crack the killer's cell phone, there should be an answer."

Chuck said: "If I'm not mistaken, the killer is looking at the math treasure hunt first, then he notices the victim, and then he discovers the victim's scratch-off lottery money-making scheme, kills the victim and takes the scratch-off lottery lottery money-making scheme for himself. Have."

"The reason?"

Detective Amy Santiago frowns: "Why would a killer go after a math scavenger hunt?"

Having said that, she glanced at the professional sniper equipment and looked at Chuck seriously.

"Because someone is after us mathematicians."

Chuck calmly said: "Use the various levels of the math treasure hunt to screen out mathematicians with sufficient abilities, and then use text messages to lead mathematicians who are capable but not famous enough to another clue, and wait until they solve the code-breaking they need to solve. After I need the work of a mathematician, I will kill people, and after I crack the password on the notebook, I will know who sent him, whether it is the anonymous organizer or a third party who got the information and took advantage of it."

"Codebreaker."

Detective Amy Santiago looked solemn: "This sounds like a precursor to a serious crime."

"It's hard to say."

Chuck looked at her: "CIA, FBI, NSA and other US law enforcement agencies are the biggest suspects, and they often do this."

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago was speechless at once, and after a while he said with a lack of confidence: "You can't say that? If it is these professional organizations, they can recruit you directly, why use such indecent means ?”

"Do you think they haven't tried?"

Chuck shook his head: "They all tried, but we rejected them. When the NSA invited me, they said on the surface that they invited me to study the most cutting-edge technology, chaos mathematics, and advanced algorithms that are not accessible to other places. To put it bluntly, it is password decryption, which is the work of spies, and now it seems that it is too obvious to come into the dark."

"This can be regarded as a serious job... Aren't you also cooperating with the FBI and our NYPD?"

Detective Amy Santiago, also a member of the law enforcement agency, makes a last ditch effort.

"My answer to their invitation was, if I did, they would give me a very hard code to crack, no one else could crack it, but maybe I could."

Chuck said: "But that code may be the location of military targets in North Africa and other parts of the world. They got the coordinates and carried out indiscriminate carpet bombing regardless of civilians. Hundreds of thousands of civilians were killed.

Then the politicians sent troops to occupy the area, and they didn't care, because it wasn't their children who went to the front line of the battlefield and were shot and killed. Their children basically joined the reserve forces.

And those who were shot there would only be ordinary soldiers. When they returned home with injuries, they found that the factory they used to work in had been transferred to the country where they fought, and the enemy who shot them had robbed them of their jobs.

Because the country that was originally rich has been smashed, the people who survive there don't need a dollar a day to survive, and then they will find that they went to war only for the oil of the country, and so that the domestic oil companies can take advantage of the war scare Raise domestic oil prices and make a fortune.

It will take time for the oil companies to ship that seized oil home, maybe hire a drunk captain and hit an iceberg, the oil spill kills marine life in the North Atlantic.

Now these ordinary soldiers are unemployed, can't drive a car, walk to interviews, and are wounded by bullets and shells, making them painful and hungry. The only food they can afford is North Atlantic special price oil-flavored sturgeon .

Dissatisfied and unable to change, their alcoholism, domestic violence, perversion, and crimes have brought more and more violent crimes to society, and all of this may be because I cracked a password at random.

Cracking the code is for the benefit of the privileged few, and cooperating with you to catch criminals is for the most ordinary people. Everywhere, the bottom people just want to live in peace.

Not cracking the password is also a disguised form to alleviate this vicious cycle, ease your work difficulty, and let you have leisurely bickering and chatting when solving a case, instead of fearing that you will encounter some super perverted criminal today so that you live tremblingly, do you still think I Should I agree to this serious job? "

Detective Amy Santiago has completely given up on cleansing her own people.

Not all of her seven police brothers became policemen directly, some of them also went to the army first, and then returned to the police after retiring from the army.

She has seen more than one or two comrades in arms that her brothers have encountered in this way. At the same time, she has a deeper understanding of the low-level logic of the increasing number of alcoholism, domestic violence, serial perversions, and violent organized crimes in society.

It's just that what Chuck said before is right, it's really not good to say these things are completely different from the media's propaganda.

Fortunately, upon receiving the news of her calling the police, other policemen and people from the appraisal team came over, taking pictures and collecting evidence, which did not make the atmosphere more serious.

She drove Chuck back to the police station.

On the road.

She suddenly thought of a question: "No, even if this is the case, don't you need to bring a sniper rifle?"

"Personal preference and robustness."

Chuck said calmly: "Who wants to take the risk of approaching someone who can snipe from a long distance? And it is convenient for quick evacuation.

Or someone offended someone badly, and when that person hired the murderer, he specifically asked to use extreme violence such as a headshot so that he would never see this face again.

I'll contact Professor Naked later and ask him to make a list of the math scavenger hunt participants and see who else is so hated besides Sheldon Cooper. "

"I think I already know the answer."

Amy Santiago glanced at Chuck, trying not to laugh.

The Inch Killer knows Chuck and laughs when he sees Chuck, and Chuck is also included in the mathematical treasure hunt game. Although he doesn't know what kind of person this mathematician named Sheldon Cooper is, Chuck's character is too straightforward. It's easy to hate.

Moreover, the inch-head killer is so vicious that ordinary organizations cannot recruit at all. Organizations such as the NSA, CIA, and FBI, the most suspected targets, invited Chuck again, but Chuck rejected him with his previous logical and self-consistent words to tell the truth.

The Inch Killer was sent by those organizations to monitor that the math treasure hunt was going on according to their wishes, and to find a chance to kill Chuck by the way. Is there a more reasonable explanation than this?

"you are wrong."

Chuck saw what she meant and shook his head.

"why?"

Detective Amy Santiago isn't convinced.

"My reasons for rejecting them will not arouse their murderous intentions, because these are open secrets, the kind that everyone understands."

Chuck said frankly: "And my existence value and reputation in the industry make it impossible for them to do anything.

And I'm not Sheldon Cooper, and I'm not hated. "

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago's mouth twitched.

She thought about the first two reasons and thought they made sense, but she was very skeptical about the last reason.

Because we have only been handling the case together for a few hours, she has gone from a good impression of good looks and temperament at the beginning, to jaw-dropping and convinced, and even had the feeling of spring flowers blooming facing the sea, but then it took a sharp turn for the worse. Now she, even Compared with the upright Chuck, the always annoying partner looks cute and cute.

When you think about it, it's downright terrifying!

For this, Chuck is ashamed to say that he is not hated...

Chuck saw what she meant again, but he didn't say anything this time. He didn't clearly hate the other party like Sheldon Cooper, but he felt good about himself and said that he was so cute. How could the other party hate him? Like yourself, isn't that objective enough?
London.

A grand banquet is being held, and the sight is full of men and women in suits and leather shoes, elegant dresses, not to mention the inner, the outer luxury style can really be called an upper-class man and woman.

The most eye-catching thing here is a blonde beauty, as if she came out of an oil painting, wearing a classical palace dress, with her blonde hair coiled up, revealing a slender, white and tender neck, with a beautiful face and an unparalleled temperament.

Different from other beauties who look like men's pendants, the beauty in oil painting is holding champagne halfway, talking and laughing with a group of bald old men with a smile on the corner of her mouth, with a vague attitude of looking down.

All the bald old men, who were either rich or powerful, looked at the eyes of the oil painting beauty and listened to her carefully, without looking at the frivolity and sluttyness of other women.

At this moment, a well-dressed young woman came over and took a look at the oil painting beauty.

"Feel sorry."

The oil painting beauty understood, smiled at the group of bald old men, and followed the young woman to the side with light lotus steps.

After listening to the young woman's report, the oil painting beauty frowned: "It's him again... I hate detectives!"

"Yes, I understand."

The young woman nodded immediately, turned and left.

The oil painting beauty looked at the back of the young woman leaving, took a sip of the champagne in her hand, and narrowed her eyes slightly, making it difficult to see her mood.

new York.

NYPD99 branch.

"came back?"

An old police detective stood up with a smile: "How is it?"

"Find the suspect's residence and find evidence..."

Detective Amy Santiago briefed the old detective.

"Excellent, Dr. Wolfe."

The old police detective nodded at her perfunctorily, and looked at Chuck with a smile on his face: "You have easily detected this. You are right. Detective Annoyance found nothing in the interrogation room, and the suspect didn't say a word." , just laughing, and the heart of the laughing person gets hairy."

"I gonna go see!"

Speaking of which, Detective Amy Santiago is not sleepy.

She likes to watch her partner's embarrassment the most.

"The company that issued the scratch-off lottery ticket has received news that it has terminated the sale of this scratch-off lottery ticket and is in the process of urgent recovery."

Chuck knew the meaning of the old detective's appearance, and said directly what he knew.

"..."

The old police detective couldn't laugh anymore.

(End of this chapter)