The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 126 Jane: Me and Chuck, well, why not?
"He bullies me every day and treats me badly. You still say that he is my destined good friend? Is there such a good friend?"

Little Sheldon looked at his twin sister Missy with great aggrievedness: "You still let me cherish it? Are there such illogical things in this world?"

He doesn't believe that there are such fools in this world!
If so, please give him three!

Ok.

A normal person would say a dozen, but for him, one or two is less, and one dozen is too much. His ideal circle of friends is to bring him four people, whether it is the utilization of space and time, or playing games in a team , are the most suitable.

In Leonard’s school before, he told his cousin who was scared to pee that he was smart, Chuck was muscular, little Leonard was in charge of being funny, and there was still a lack of foreign efforts to integrate, which was his voice.

The only lie is that neither Chuck nor Leonard Jr. is ideal for him.

The reason why he said that before was because he felt that the eye next to the panda eye was itching faintly, and subconsciously wanted to rely on Chuck's deterrence to prevent those people from beating him.

Little Leonard is just a middle school student, too childish.

Chuck is so bad.

His ideal three good friends should be able to accommodate him unconditionally.

He thought about it more than once, and after many considerations, he thought that the foreigner friend who tried hard to integrate would be his best friend.

Because the reality is that it is very difficult to find friends that he can fully satisfy, and few people can completely accommodate him. Foreigners who have low self-esteem and try very hard to integrate are the most likely ones.

Of course, he will accept not all foreigners. He must have enough IQ to understand his scientific humor, and at the same time understand technology. It is best to have a mine at home, which can provide a lot of game equipment.

He thinks the Black Panther in the Marvel comics is good, a foreigner who wants to integrate into the United States, has a Ph.D. in physics from Oxford University, has a mine at home, is the king of Wakanda, is extremely rich, and can play technology...

"do not have it?"

Missy didn't know that Little Sheldon's mind had turned to the Marvel Black Panther, and she pretended to be surprised: "I thought you were a robot, didn't you like watching those sci-fi works the most before, what did you say? Basic life, suffering of flesh and blood, mechanical ascension, and what are the three laws of robots? If you are a robot with no emotions, I think your so-called Chuck’s badness and bullying of you can be ignored. , the most important thing is that he can communicate with you."

"I'm not a robot!"

Little Sheldon said angrily.

"Are you sure?"

Missy imitated Chuck's appearance and asked Chuck's favorite question to little Sheldon.

"mom!"

Little Sheldon only felt that Missy's move made him more uncomfortable than the previous slapping legs, and he called out to his last bastion aggrievedly.

"Missy, don't bully your brother."

Little Sheldon's mother is always protecting this special son.

"Ok."

Missy shrugged.

In the past, she would be very dissatisfied with this kind of differential treatment, but now with Chuck who often cries about her stinky brother, she suddenly feels that it is okay to take a step back.

Chuck has already put his brother out of his psychological shadow. If she doesn't know how to back down, I'm afraid her brother will really collapse.

Ok.

It's boring to play badly all at once. Only when there is tension and relaxation can this kind of happiness last.

"Mom! Missy has learned to look at me like that again!"

Little Sheldon was very sensitive to this kind of malice, and immediately made a small report loudly again.

Little Sheldon's mother directly supported her forehead with a headache.

there.

Chuck and Susan boarded the extended Lincoln courtesy car, and the car drove away from the airport smoothly.

"Where are we going?"

Although Susan is an elite agent of the Financial Crimes Department of the Internal Revenue Service, she often deals with rich people, but she rarely enjoys this kind of treatment. After watching the night scene of feasting and feasting, she looked at her sideways and was still flat (face) quiet (paralyzed) Chuck.

"Caesars Palace."

Chuck was succinct.

Susan glanced at the sound insulation panel that had been raised, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she was not going to talk about business in the car.

Caesars Palace.

The car stopped, and the driver got out of the car to open the door for Chuck and Susan, and wanted to carry the suitcase for Chuck, but Chuck refused straightforwardly.

Susan was no stranger to this.

As a precaution, she also carried her own suitcase.

The two walked in side by side, and a beautiful girl in a gown with bumps greeted her. She bowed, making people feel enough respect: "Dr. Wolf, welcome to Caesars Palace with your female companion, President The suite is ready, you go to fix it first?"

"Ah."

Chuck nodded.

The female welcome guides with a smile.

"It's really a full service."

Susan looked at the agile curve in front of her and joked.

"I told you."

Chuck glanced at her.

The two of them followed the hostess and walked inside. As soon as they entered the door, they saw that the gambling hall was very lively.

The hotels and casinos in Las Vegas are specially designed, and you need to go through the gambling hall to get in and out, so you can't help but want to play a few games in the past.

At this time, a group of young people were walking in front. A young man who seemed to be here for the first time was carrying a suitcase and looked around. He felt that everything was so novel. Then he turned his head and saw Chuck and his party. Passing over the female Yingbin, I only felt dry mouth for a while, but finally fell on Susan uncontrollably.

Although the hostess was nice, she was also normal, but Susan's aura completely attracted him.

Then he just turned his head and watched walking, not noticing that there was a small staircase in front of him, he stepped on the ground and fell directly to the ground.

"Nice fall, Campbell!"

The companions in front immediately taunted, and then the two men and two women also saw Chuck, looked at each other, and left first.

The young man named Campbell stood up in embarrassment, and followed quickly with his suitcase. When he reached the corner, he still couldn't help but look back at Susan.

Susan glanced at Chuck with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

This is the state that a normal young man should have in her impression when seeing her, not Chuck's frequent choking of her so uncomfortable.

Chuck glanced at the five young men and women, but did not speak.

After entering the presidential suite, the female receptionist stood there with a smile and said, "Dr. Wolfe, I'm right below, call me anytime, anything~"

After speaking, he took the door and left.

"Sure enough, it's the supreme VIP enjoyment."

Susan had to sigh.

"You stay in the guest room, tidy up, and go to see the target immediately, otherwise the news will spread, and he may run away."

Chuck pointed to the guest room.

"it is good!"

Speaking of business, Susan's face became serious.

Outside Caesar's Palace.

"boss."

Jane got off the classic black SUV and said to her boss, "Have you ever handled a case with someone from the Internal Revenue Service?"

They were notified to cooperate with the Financial Commissioner of the Internal Revenue Service in handling the case, which made Jane, a newcomer to the FBI, very curious.

To her, such a prestigious institution as the IRS has always been an urban legend.

Jane's boss also came down, shaking his head: "No, whoever has nothing to do wants to handle the case with the IRS."

"Then who has the final say in this case?"

Jane asked the key.

"Of course the Treasury Commissioner from the IRS."

Jane's boss complained: "Is there anyone else who dares to compete with them? Taxation and death are the only two things that are inevitable, and there is no such thing as the FBI. Even if the Internal Revenue Service's priority is not the highest on the surface, in practice In the process, it is the highest level. The financial commissioner, the financial commissioner, is in charge of giving orders, and we are all responsible for cooperating. This case is estimated to involve cross-state federal crimes, so we are here, otherwise , it should be the police in Las Vegas who are responsible for cooperating."

"so smart?"

Jane was amazed.

"What do you think?"

Jane's boss warned: "Wait more and talk less. We are only responsible for assisting tasks this time. It's best not to use your brains. Otherwise, if there is a conflict with the financial commissioner, you don't want to be audited by the tax year after year, right?"

"I'm not afraid."

Jane, who has always paid taxes according to the regulations, feels that she is not afraid of the shadow.

"Ha ha."

Jane's boss squinted at her: "Aren't you afraid? So you can accept that others look through your shopping list in front of you and ask you to explain the necessity of each item item by item?"

"..."

Jane was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, her eyes flashed in embarrassment.

"Looks like you understand."

Jane's boss couldn't help laughing: "It's the same as those victims who rarely dare to go to court. In court, those lawyers will use the rights given to them by the law to grab those details that you don't want to mention in front of everyone. , come to humiliate you legally, over and over again! Normal people can’t bear it! Even if lawyers do this, the IRS has independent law enforcement and judicial agencies. If it really focuses on you, you will definitely not be able to bear it.”

"Not everyone can't stand it."

Jane suddenly thought of Chuck.

With Chuck's unchanging mentality and unusually upright character, as long as he is not embarrassed, it is likely that other people will be embarrassed in the end.

"You mean Dr. Wolfe?"

Jane's boss also immediately thought of Chuck, gossiping: "How are you and him? Is there any progress?"

"Good."

Jane concealed a smile.

Since the last time he handled the case, Boss knew that she and Chuck were blind dates introduced by relatives, and his attitude towards her was much better.

Although she didn't deliberately rely on Chuck to take advantage, why would she refuse if she could live an easier life.

She can't say that Luohua is intentional and ruthless.

Besides, she really likes Chuck very much, and Chuck also sent her an experiment invitation, which can barely be regarded as "love".

Hmm...why doesn't it count?
"that's great."

Jane's boss smiled: "Let's go up."

The two showed their identities, came to the presidential suite, knocked on the door, and when Jane opened the door, she saw Chuck in surprise: "Chuck!"

Then she looked back, and saw a charming beauty coming out of the bedroom, subconsciously raised her voice: "Who is she?!"

(End of this chapter)