The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 109 What a detective who doesn't talk about martial arts!

What is a sentence that makes a man silent and a woman cry?
That's it!

What made Detective Amy Santiago break the defense was that the bald professor spoke in a victim's tone, which simply pushed her ridicule and harm to the NYPD to the limit.

"This is not Hollywood, New York doesn't believe in tears."

Chuck frowned slightly as he looked at Detective Amy Santiago, who had been defeated by the perverted criminal with just one word.

Didn't you hear what the bald professor said, he's just a newcomer.

There are too many things like this. If you have this mentality, what kind of case will you handle?
Oh.

She is the NYPD, and 31 'accidents' were settled under their noses.

Chuck became expressionless again, and no longer looked at Detective Amy Santiago, who was shielding him from tears, but looked at the very excited bald professor: "Describe the tall man's appearance in as much detail as possible. Is he white or black?"

"black."

The bald professor admired the tears of Detective Amy Santiago, and was a little displeased when Chuck's voice interrupted him, but he could only answer questions honestly when he saw Chuck's calm and deep eyes.

Now he has a showdown.

In order to appreciate the beautiful scenes of Detective Amy San Diego breaking the tear barrier in the future, he felt that it would be better for the tall man who recruited him to come to the prison to accompany him. During the pursuit of the murderer, he was not as rational as himself. After the conflict broke out, he was killed by the murderer in front of him. Thinking of this, his attitude became more positive, and he took the initiative to add: "He has a British accent, and he also mentioned that he used to be in the Stayed in the detention center..."

"Go and get a pen and paper for the great detective."

Detective Annoyance looked at his partner who was wiping away tears and pretending to be strong, without the usual teasing, he reminded him in a serious voice.

Detective Amy Santiago instinctively wanted to refuse, but when she met Detective Shangshen's serious eyes, she suddenly didn't refute and walked out silently.

Detective Annoyance rubbed his chin and squinted at the bald professor who took the initiative to confess.

Who's girl who is distressed!
There were various bickering and betting before, and he once teased whether Detective Amy San Diego was greedy for Chuck's body, but after being awakened by Chuck's confirmation, he had a deeper understanding of his inner feelings.

He has feelings for this beautiful and strong partner.

Before they made a bet, whoever solved the most cases within three months, if he won, Amy would go out with him once.

Although this seemed like a joke, the joke was also based on subconscious psychology, so he didn't dare to accept Chuck's confirmation and refused to say anything.

Because it was his girl, it didn't matter before, but after realizing his feelings, he shouldn't be a tauren!

When Detective Amy Santiago adjusted his mentality outside, he came in with a pen and paper like Chuck's expressionless face again, and handed the pen and paper to Chuck.

Chuck continued asking for details and started drawing on paper.

"Good sketch! Great character!"

The bald professor looked at Chuck's pen movement and couldn't help admiring.

As a professor of architecture, he needs to draw all kinds of architectural sketches. He is actually very good at sketching, but he is better at architecture. As for the sketches of characters, although they are not drawn as stick figures, they are at most just an overall outline Show that it's just a person.

Otherwise, he who wanted to drag the recruited family directly into the water to ensure his own safety would have already given the sketch by himself.

Detectives Annoyed and Amy Santiago saw it and had to admit it.

When they were police detectives, they needed to find the sketcher in the bureau to sketch the characters more than once based on the description of the witnesses. They didn't think so before, but now after seeing Chuck's sketches, they always felt that the previous sketches were a little bit less interesting.

When Chuck finished painting, the bald professor nodded: "That's him! It's amazing, you can be a painter."

"Anything else to add?"

Chuck ignored the exclamation of pure fact and looked at him.

"Gone."

The bald professor shook his head.

"What does this encrypted text message mean?"

Chuck signaled the annoying detective to take the bald professor's cell phone and show it to the bald professor.

Detective Amy Santiago gave Chuck a strange look.

"I don't like detectives."

The bald professor laughed.

Chuck nodded, got up and walked out.

"Wait, what did you promise me?"

The bald professor stopped Chuck.

"Detective Peralta, please do your best to accommodate his request."

Chuck said seriously to Detective Annoyance.

"Oh, I will."

Detective Annoying agreed without hesitation, but his expression was half a smile.

"..."

The bald professor fell silent. Looking at Chuck's leaving back, he could only sigh in his heart again: "What a detective who doesn't talk about martial arts!"

Detective Amy Santiago followed: "Dr. Wolf, you can't read the encrypted information on his phone? Is it different from the previous one?"

"Not quite the same."

Chuck nodded: "It takes time to crack, so it's better to ask directly."

"How could this be?"

Detective Amy Santiago asked in surprise, "Isn't it from an organization?"

"It is an organization, but it should be that each line is a different special encryption."

Chuck said.

"Is this too troublesome?"

Detective Amy Santiago frowned and said, "It's so complicated. Could it be that this organization is particularly large and has a dedicated encrypted communication group..."

"It's hard to say."

Chuck interrupted solemnly.

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago was speechless.

She knew that Chuck was connoting CIA, NSA, and FBI organizations again, but this time she didn't believe that they could go so far as to recruit serial killers as killers.

"How to check now?"

She felt that she had grasped a bit of Chuck's cold humor, and looked at the sketch in Chuck's hand: "The other party is from England."

"so?"

Chuck looked at her.

"...So even if we can communicate, it will be difficult to get information from there."

Detective Amy Santiago felt that he was going crazy. Why did he feel that Chuck’s casual words and eyes meant something? , I can't get it at all..."

Having said that, seeing the way Chuck looked at her, she couldn't help it anymore, and said, "Just say what you want to say! Don't look at me like that!"

"Regardless of Britain and the United States, the so-called juvenile delinquent files are kept tightly sealed and will not affect the lives of juveniles as adults. That is a complete lie."

Chuck said calmly: "It's just sealed and sealed, and people with low authority cannot see it, but for those with high authority or who have channels, it can be retrieved at any time. These are" Do you need me to continue to explain the common sense of the things you should really know?"

"We have low authority and can't get it!"

Detective Amy Santiago grumbled.

"I know."

Chuck took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Chief Joyner, I need to check someone related to the previous case."

Detective Amy Santiago watched Chuck on the phone and knew it was done.

New York law enforcement officers who do not know that Director Kate Joyner of the New York Branch of the FBI used to be a big shot in Scotland Yard in the UK. If she is willing to help, she can indeed call up the criminal files of British juvenile offenders.

"I looked through the criminal's mobile phone and found that he had been talking to a person for more than ten minutes before the crime happened. Do you want to check that person together?"

Detective Amy Santiago suggested: "The other person's name is Ted Mosby, a freshman student in the Department of Architecture at New York University."

Although the other party seems to be a harmless student, since there is a perverted professor, it is hard to guarantee that the handsome and normal-looking new college students in this profile will be fine.

"Alright."

Chuck heard the name Ted Mosby, thought about it, nodded and agreed.

New York University.

College student dormitory.

The bed is a double bed with upper and lower bunks. The student Ted, who was on the phone with the bald professor, was lying on the upper bunk unloved at the moment. Said: "Guys, pay attention."

There was a chirping sound below, and a simple and embarrassed male voice sounded, and then a headset was thrown up by a big hand.

Chirp again.

"..."

Ted was speechless, what he wanted was for the couple below to pay attention, not to plug his ears, and even if he didn't have ears, wouldn't he have no imagination?
Even if he has no imagination, he still knows the most basic common sense of physics, the upper and lower bunk beds, when the lower bunk shakes, the upper bunk will inevitably shake along with it.

This is scientific common sense!

Just when Ted thought he was a little seasick on the drifting boat at sea, there was a knock on the dormitory door.

After knocking several times in a row, seeing that the roommate and girlfriend below did not respond, he could only get down from the upper bunk, tried not to look at the squirming quilt on the lower bunk, opened the door a little, and said, "Now is not a good time. "

After saying this, he couldn't help complaining: "No, to be precise, it's never a good time."

That's right!

Don't think that he is a guy who doesn't wink. For example, when a roommate needs to do things with his girlfriend, he is an excuse to go out to make room for the couple.

It's just that his roommate is a weird guy, and the girlfriend he's looking for is also a weird guy. The stickiness between the two of them is as if they have been single in their previous life. If there is a spark in the firewood, it will explode. He must go back to the dormitory to sleep, right?
"FBI!"

Detective Amy San Diego was about to take out his police badge to identify himself as the NYPD, but suddenly heard Chuck utter the classic line of the FBI in a serious manner.

Then she heard chickens flying around in the dormitory, which made her subconsciously draw her gun and kick the door. After a closer look, she found that it was not a dangerous criminal trying to escape or resist, but a pair of terrified mandarin ducks.

"……consultant!"

Chuck slowly finished that sentence.

Everyone: "..."

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