The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 130 Not a Supreme VIP, Not a VIP, Just a P
Faced with his uncle's frequent urgings on the screen, Little Sheldon looked at the people around him, deeply depressed and confused, he opened his mouth, but no syllables came out.

"Look up this person."

Chuck pointed to a more than 30-year-old man on the screen.

"Yes."

At this time, Jane's boss has helped the technical department to complete the connection, agreed, and gave instructions to the subordinates on the headset side.

The results came out very quickly.

The other party was the son of a New York judge.

"Look up the judge's case, the most recent case first."

Susan's eyes lit up.

This is clearly a bribe.

Ok.

Not only can this be used to detain the bald old accountant and further force him to cooperate, but it can also lead to an extra case, because most of this kind of bribery has not paid taxes!
On the screen, the gambling game in the VIP box continued.

Without the blessing of Little Sheldon, the uncle of Little Sheldon, who is a professional internal player, immediately lost his initial advantage, lost money frequently, the chips in front of him decreased visible to the naked eye, and his fat face began to look hideous. The mentality is broken, and the top is up.

The bald old accountant glanced in surprise.

Before, he always thought that he met a master, a professional player this time, so that his work as a companion this time caused twists and turns.

But who would have thought that the other party was still a gambler after all, not a card counting machine with Mo De's feelings.

So, he completely controlled the game and began to quietly control the flow of chips to the judge's son.

A smile gradually appeared on the judge's son's face.

in the monitoring room.

Seeing this scene and listening to the case of the judge involved reported by Jane's boss, it was found that it was indeed related to the Gambino family in New York, and based on the results, most of them made judgments in favor of the Gambino family. Shan smiled too.

Jane frowned as soon as she heard it, and couldn't help but look at Chuck, but seeing that Chuck was always calm, she could only hold back her complaints and continue watching.

"Damn Sheldon!"

In the VIP box, Little Sheldon's uncle, who lost everything quickly, couldn't control himself anymore, and cursed directly.

Seeing everyone looking at him, he didn't show any worry at all, and said with an ugly face: "What's the matter? This is a common saying in our area. Sheldon is the lucky one in our area. He will be enshrined before gambling."

"Apparently Sheldon only blessed you for the first half."

The other players in the game also lost, some people shrugged their shoulders teasingly, and left directly, and everyone left the stage one after another.

The bald old accountant nodded slightly to the New York judge's son behind his back, and left with the crowd.

Only the croupier, the son of a New York judge who was collecting a lot of chips, and little Sheldon's uncle who was distraught and jealous.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

But Little Sheldon in the headset came back online.

"Can you do it?"

Little Sheldon's uncle turned his back and whispered something.

"Of course I can."

At this time in the monitoring room, Chuck and the others had already left. Facing such words, Little Sheldon naturally had only one answer.

Little Sheldon's uncle was overjoyed, and said to the son of a New York judge who was packing up chips: "Shall we continue?"

"continue?"

The son of a New York judge glanced at him, knowing that this was a gambler's red eye, and he had the illusion of "you can't lose if you have a bet" and "I can still turn the game", and shook his head: "You have no chips, what are you going to do?" .”

"I have chips!"

Little Sheldon's uncle said anxiously.

"Oh?"

After the New York judge's son packed up, he asked the croupier to exchange for larger denomination chips, and was about to leave, so he responded casually.

He didn't think that a gambler who lost everything still had a bargaining chip.

Little Sheldon's uncle stretched out a finger to signal him to wait, then ran to the side to get a pen and paper, and quickly wrote a few words with the direction of the surveillance camera on his back, then walked up to the son of the judge in New York, and took the paper showed it to him.

"Are you serious?"

The son of a New York judge looked surprised and strange.

"I'm very serious!"

Little Sheldon's uncle consciously hopes to make a comeback, of course he is serious.

"Are you sure you can make it?"

The son of a New York judge was skeptical.

"I'm sure!"

Little Sheldon's uncle nodded solemnly.

The New York judge's son looked at him for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth, nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, I will trust you just once, and I don't believe you dare to lie to me."

Speaking of this, he took out a 1 chip from his hand and handed it to Little Sheldon's uncle, and then took the note from Little Sheldon's hand, with a warning in his eyes.

"I'm a professional gamer."

Little Uncle Sheldon's heart trembled, but his mouth was very serious: "It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, I can afford anything."

"Okay, let's play then."

The New York judge's son was not in a hurry to leave, and sat down again, signaling the croupier to start over.

After half an hour.

Little Sheldon's uncle stayed there in a daze, and the chips in front of him were empty again.

"Remember to cash in!"

After packing up his chips, the New York judge's son walked over, patted Uncle Sheldon on the shoulder affectionately, and then left with a smile.

"Uncle, what's your bargaining chip?"

Little Sheldon's puzzled voice came from the headset.

This voice instantly irritated Uncle Sheldon. He jumped up, ran out, ran all the way to the monitoring room, pushed open the door, and yelled at his nephew inside: "What are you doing? You did it all!" what?"

"uncle."

Little Sheldon was so frightened by his uncle's ferocious face that he wanted to cry.

"Didn't you say you are amazing?"

Little Uncle Sheldon was red-eyed, grabbed his nephew's arm, and shook, "Didn't you say that you are no worse than your classmate Chuck Wolfe? Why did he become the supreme VIP, but I am because of you, don't Talk about the supreme VIP, not even a VIP, I am now a ridiculous P!"

"I don't want to either, woo woo woo."

Little Sheldon had been kicked at the door and surrounded by Chuck and the others before, and almost lost control of his bladder. After finally waiting for Chuck and the others to leave, and now being yelled at by his uncle again, how can he stand it, wronged, Dissatisfied, fearful and negative emotions all overwhelmed my heart, and I cried directly.

Crying up and down together immediately woke up the red-eyed little Uncle Sheldon. After all, he is a professional player. The pride was still a child, so the corners of his mouth twitched and began to appease.

"It was fine before, what were you doing during that time? Why didn't you reply to me?"

After a little reassurance, Uncle Sheldon couldn't help but get into work and conduct a professional review.

For an excellent professional internal player, review is a basic skill.

"Blame Chuck Wolf!"

As soon as Little Sheldon heard that he wanted to identify the culprit during the review process, he immediately said who he believed in.

It's him!It's him!it's him!
"What does this have to do with him?"

Little Sheldon's uncle was very surprised. After hearing what Little Sheldon said, he was stunned. This is from the IRS and the FBI. He couldn't help shrinking his neck, feeling more calm.

It seems that this really cannot be blamed on his genius nephew.

Purely bad luck.

"Uncle, what did you bet on later?"

Little Sheldon wiped away his tears, not forgetting his own question.

"It's nothing, just a proof of loan."

Uncle Little Sheldon's face turned green, and he covered it up.

Ugh.

no solution anymore.

I can only suffer from my wife.

He accepted this game.

But he is confident that he will always win in the future, and he must impress his old father-in-law and let his wife live a good life.

"Sheldon, don't tell anyone about this."

Uncle Little Sheldon began to warn: "Otherwise you will be laughed at."

Following his uncle's gaze, Little Sheldon looked down, and immediately the corners of his mouth twitched, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he dragged his voice, gritting his teeth and shouted: "Chuck Wolfe!!!"

The voice was sharp, straight into the sky, broke through the sky, and echoed throughout the earth, wave after wave.

there.

When Chuck and the others saw the bald old accountant leaving the game, they ignored the subsequent gambling and left directly, looking for it again.

"Mr. Schenberger, we meet again."

Susan laughed.

"What do you want?"

The bald old accountant looked unhappy.

"Thank you for providing evidence of the link between the Gambino family and the New York judge."

Susan whispered.

"Shameless!"

The bald old accountant narrowed his eyes and cursed directly. Jane Susan looked calm and couldn't help but look at Chuck: "Look, whoever does things has no bottom line, this is simply trampling on the Constitution!"

"She's already restrained."

Chuck calmly said: "If it were someone else, they would have sent someone pretending to be the killer of the calf trafficking group to assassinate you. After the clumsy assassination failed, at that time, you who had 'luckily escaped' at that time would have run over and actively sought shelter. Is there any other choice?"

"..."

The corners of the bald old accountant's mouth twitched, speechless.

If he really uses this trick, under the will to survive, he may indeed obediently run to seek asylum under the witness protection plan of the authorities.

Such a vicious trick, said so lightly by the younger generation's colleagues, is even more eerie.

Susan also glanced at Chuck with a strange look.

Okay.

Compared with Chuck, she seems to be the one with a pure and kind heart.

Sure enough, he was a strange guy with a cold face and a dark heart.

Chuck turned a blind eye to all kinds of gazes. He didn't use his brain at all, but just gave an example of the "outside tricks" he had seen in the process of cooperating with law enforcement agencies in the past few years.

Sometimes the infinite imagination space of super IQ thinking has advantages that reality cannot match.

But not all the time.

Because the thinking of super IQ will be limited by logic after all, and reality often does not pay attention to logic when it is magical, and all magical things are possible.

This is the result of the whimsical thinking of all beings. Even the current Chuck can't fully understand everything. Sometimes when he encounters the most wonderful realistic and magical plots, although his face is expressionless, his heart is shocked.

"Mr. Schenberger?"

Susan looked away from Chuck and smiled reservedly.

"..."

The bald old accountant's expression changed for a while, and he finally gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "I'm willing to bet on my loyalty and trust!"

Said and left.

(End of this chapter)