The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 107 I Bet You Don't Have Bullets In Your Gun! (Please subscribe!)

half an hour ago.

in a room.

A more than 50-year-old bald man was talking on the phone with a soft face, and a young man's excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "Professor, I visited the Twin Towers, they are indeed the landmarks of New York, the tallest skyscrapers, It's really spectacular."

"It was the tallest skyscraper in the world at the time, and now the tallest skyscraper in New York."

The bald professor laughed: "Chicago's Willis Tower has already surpassed the Twin Towers and became the tallest skyscraper in the United States."

"When I get a chance, I will definitely go to Chicago to see."

On the other end of the phone, the young student's words were full of youthful vitality: "I really hope that one day I can design and build a landmark skyscraper in New York."

"I believe you can."

The bald professor smiled and encouraged: "Einstein said that genius is one percent inspiration plus 90.00 percent perspiration, but besides that, interest is the best teacher and motivation for learning."

Having said that, he walked to the window, took out a small telescope with one hand, put it in front of his eyes, looked downstairs, and held the mobile phone in the other hand, and continued to talk softly to the student Ted: "I It is also in the past few years that I really understand how happy it is to do things that are driven by interest. Ted, I saw you in the first introduction to architecture class, and I knew that you were destined to be a great architect in the future."

"Professor, you are too generous."

On the other end of the phone, this young student named Ted was overjoyed by the professor's praise, but he still had a bit of a clue in his heart, so he said modestly.

He knows that no matter which line of work can do the best, it is always the gifted talents. Interest may be as important as 90.00% sweat, but it is definitely not as important as the one percent inspiration talent.

Otherwise, those famous architects in history will not be remembered by so few.

"Do you know who my favorite architect is?"

The bald professor smiled slightly when he heard the student Ted's disbelief and lack of self-confidence.

"Carla Trava? Le Corbusier?"

Ted on the other end of the phone mentioned the names of several famous architects in history, but he was never recognized by the bald professor.

"It's Walter White."

The bald professor didn't let the students continue to guess, and gave the answer directly.

"Who is Walter White?"

On the other end of the phone, Ted was taken aback.

He likes architecture, but he seems to have never heard of this name.

"He was my college roommate, a . . . chemist with a keen interest in architects."

The bald professor smiled happily as he recalled the past.

"chemist?"

Ted suddenly realized.

It turned out that he didn't study architecture, and he wasn't a member of the circle. No wonder he hadn't heard of this name at all.

"Although he majored in chemistry, he has a very deep research in the field of architecture, which is all self-study in his spare time out of interest."

The bald professor sighed: "If it wasn't for his stronger talent in chemistry, I can guarantee that he will also be famous in the architect industry. This is an architectural talent who has been delayed by chemistry."

"Where is he now?"

On the other end of the phone, student Ted asked curiously.

"I don't know."

The bald professor shook his head: "After graduating from university, he went to another city and gradually lost contact. I just heard that he almost won the Nobel Prize in Chemistry."

"oh, my god!"

On the other end of the phone, the student Ted was immediately shocked by the title of the Nobel Prize, and exclaimed: "Fortunately, he didn't study architecture."

This is the Nobel Prize in Chemistry, a pure natural science award, not a random peace prize. Those who can win this kind of award are definitely the absolute masters in the scientific world. Even if they almost miss it, they can be nominated , is also too awesome.

"There is something wrong with your mentality."

The bald professor put down the binoculars and corrected: "Architects are no worse than chemists at all. Compared with the architects he is most interested in, it may be a pity in his life to study chemistry because of his stronger talent. If he Choose to respect your own interests, and you may have won the Pritzker Architecture Prize by now.”

"The professor said so."

Ted, the student on the other end of the phone, decisively admitted his mistake, but he still didn't think so in his heart.

Of course he knows that the Pritzker Architecture Prize is the Nobel Prize in the architecture industry, but it needs to be compared with the Nobel Prize when introducing it to outsiders, which speaks for itself.

"Actually, you have seen his works."

The bald professor took out a small notebook from his pocket, opened it, took out a pen to write and draw on it, and continued to make phone calls: "Remember the unsigned architectural sketches I showed you in class? ?"

"remember."

On the other end of the phone, the student Ted was stunned: "You mean those architectural sketches were drawn by your roommate?"

"Yes, very imaginative isn't it?"

After the bald professor did the calculations in his notebook, he took out a portable wrench from his pocket, leaned over to the window, and began to tighten the screws on the external unit of the air conditioner.

"……Ha ha."

On the other end of the phone, the student Ted smiled awkwardly but politely, and dryly agreed: "The shape of the big pants and bra is really imaginative..."

"You like these two architectural shapes the most."

The bald professor smiled while turning the screws: "Actually, I appreciate the one-pillar look more."

"..."

On the other end of the phone, the student Ted couldn't speak anymore, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he really wanted to complain loudly: "Professor, don't you see that even if someone is willing to make it, it will be mosaiced when it is filmed and put on TV." Can't play it?"

Of course, it's hard for him to say this, otherwise, wouldn't it be questioning the professor's taste.

"Landmark buildings, what we pay attention to is novelty, eye-catching and topical, so that people can remember it forever at a glance."

The bald professor heard what the student Ted meant, and said disapprovingly, "Look, one day, such a building will become popular."

Speaking of this, he picked up the binoculars and looked outside again. After glancing at a figure, he said with a smile: "It depends on interest. Everyone will have a side that is not weaker than a genius. Work hard, Ted, I still have something to do."

"Okay, Professor, goodbye, Professor."

On the other end of the phone, the student Ted hangs up the phone tactfully, recalling the professor's words, looking at the people in the dormitory and the dormitory next door shouting and laughing, the simple and honest big roommate who farts louder than anyone else, the corner of his mouth twitched.

He really doesn't know where such a roommate is interested in, and what great achievements he can make on the road of interest, is he a fart man?
On the other end of the phone, the bald professor also put away the phone, shook the loose air conditioner again, then looked down slightly, raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist from the corner of his eye, when the figure he had been paying attention to walked away Nearly, he pushed down the air conditioner, and the moment he pushed it, he withdrew his reflective head, and listened to the sound of the air conditioner being slammed downstairs under gravity.

"Hey, that's not right!"

After the bald professor listened carefully, he immediately sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't go back to observe, because at this moment someone must have been looking up, and his actions were all about smooth accidents.

So, he chose to leave immediately.

downstairs.

As Chuck was walking, suddenly the sky darkened, and a huge object fell on his head. If nothing else happened, it would hit the top of his head.

IQ and spirit are related, and a person with a high IQ has a completely different vision of the world. According to Sheldon's description, the colors of the world in his eyes are completely different, even vivid.

Photographic memory, high-definition image memory, flip-book reading, these are things that cannot be handled by the CPU of ordinary people's brains.

But for a genius, this is just an inherent talent, as natural as drinking water and breathing.

Chuck's IQ was originally among the top few in the world, and with the improvement of all attributes of the water of life, the martial arts training in India is not only physical training, but also spiritual training is essential.

With talent, hard work, and even cheating, Chuck's spiritual perception has already exceeded the limit of human beings, and his perception of danger is already a bit like a cicada prophet.

This is also one of the reasons why he was indifferent to the professional sniper rifle prepared by the inch-buckle killer who knew him.

If the opponent dared to shoot, he would bet that there was no bullet in the gun.

As for whether there is or not, it doesn't make any difference to Chuck.

Even with the sniper rifle, the speed of this kind of heavy object falling from the sky is too slow in comparison. The moment he was pushed down by someone, he noticed it and looked up. , Chuck has already calculated the speed, time and initial position, and after dodging calmly, he immediately rushed into the building, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message while running.

Then he took the stairs and ran up until he reached the 6th floor. Then he passed the stairs through the corridor of the building, glanced at the elevator room, then quickly ran to the stairs on the other side, glanced at the upper and lower and the fire escape outside, and went up again. First floor, then run in reverse to the stairs on the other side, repeating this process at a fast speed.

In the room on the 12th floor, the bald professor didn't hear the expected sound of the external air conditioner hitting the human body, and immediately sensed something was wrong. He didn't lean over to check, and chose to evacuate directly. He walked down the stairs quickly but calmly. .

This is his prepared evacuation route, avoiding the monitored elevators and keeping his face out of any possible crime scene footage.

Because he is more reflective and attracts attention, since he became a killer out of interest, his business volume has increased rapidly. Although he can always cover up the past with accidents so that the NYPD will not pursue him, but if his face always appears in accidental deaths The scene, will one day arouse suspicion.

As stable as he is, he will not make such low-level mistakes.

He originally planned to take the stairs down to the third floor, then turn to the outside fire escape, and leave quietly.

Then he felt something was wrong again. The sound of heavy footsteps came from the stairs below, disappearing for a while and then reappearing quickly. The sound became louder and closer. The last pair of eyes that looked over were calm and deep.

(End of this chapter)