The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 139 Jane: There is a case, forgive me for laughing unkindly

"you sure?"

Chuck paused when he took off his glasses, and looked at Monica who was speaking.

"Ah."

Monica nodded embarrassingly.

"You can accept?"

Chuck asked again.

Not daring to make eye contact with Chuck, Monica, who was walking to the bathroom after speaking, stopped and turned around when she heard this, and said shyly, "I think you look more like a scientist wearing glasses, don't you also say This is a science experiment..."

Chuck raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, then lowered his wrist, and after a moment of silence, he nodded to Monica and said, "OK."

"I'm going to wash up."

Monica saw that Chuck's expression was always calm, and the shyness in her heart disappeared.

She used to laugh at her brother Rose for being a kid who liked watching Wonder Woman's brutal uniform temptations, and now she felt a little bit about it.

Chuck was always flat (flat) quiet (paralyzed) and looked more serious, but after wearing glasses, he seemed a little less indifferent and more refined than before.

She prefers the refined and refined Chuck.

If you like it, you have to say it, anyway, you are doing experiments, you must have scientific dedication, don't be coy.

The opposite door of Monica's apartment is the apartment of Chandler and Joey.

After Rachel left voluntarily, it was their apartment that she came to.

"It's too noisy~"

Chandler smiled jokingly at Rachel who followed.

"You do not understand."

Rachel smiled helplessly.

"Oh, no one knows better than I do."

Chandler opened his hands and gestured, exaggerating.

Following Chandler's gesture and expression, Rachel looked across from Chandler's bedroom. There was Joey's bedroom. There was only a wall between the two bedrooms, which was the same as her and Monica's apartment. She immediately understood. But still shook his head; "No, you still don't understand."

"Oh ho ho ho, no one understands better than me."

Chandler's attitude is extremely firm. Although he doesn't know the classic quote of Captain America, he can feel Joey's determination to imitate Captain America many times because of insomnia.

"Okay, we'll talk about this in an hour."

Rachel saw that this debate had no end, so she didn't bother to talk about it, so she changed the subject and said, "Did Mrs. Bin bring you any presents last time, I am Kangkang."

"..."

The corner of Chandler's mouth twitched, and he laughed at himself, "Great, the ultimate middle school nightmare has come."

"what are you saying?"

Rachel's eyes flickered, but she was still puzzled.

She just wanted to see what good things her idol Chandler's mother, Mrs. Bing, brought her son, it was the ultimate nightmare.

"When you were in middle school, many people had this expression on your face. What do you really think about Kangkang? Are you really not counting?"

Chandler complained: "Don't you just want to see my mother's latest Liu Bei novel? Why do you think I have it?"

"Because you are her son, and she herself said on TV just now that she is the most enlightened mother, she gave you your first safety measure."

Rachel said confidently.

"..."

Chandler was speechless.

Because not long ago his mother dropped by to visit him for a publicity book, and she did say this in front of countless viewers and his group of old friends in a TV interview.

He yelled at the TV, "You talk too much!", to no avail.

"Look."

Seeing that Chandler stopped talking, Rachel proudly raised her chin: "And you also said that I'm not the first, how many times have you experienced it, what kind of nightmare is this, the ultimate nightmare!"

"Because in our school, none of the classmates I met is as beautiful as you."

Chandler said sincerely.

"Thank you."

Rachel embraces compliments from others, especially ones that are so genuine and believable in this situation: "That's hardly the ultimate nightmare."

"Are you serious?"

Chandler couldn't hold back the corners of his lips.

"What do you mean?"

Rachel was taken aback for a moment, sensing a trace of malicious intentions.

"You really don't know?"

Chandler smiled.

"What do I know?"

Rachel looked at Chandler warily.

"Forget it, you don't know."

Chandler forced a suffocated laugh, retreating.

Rachel stared at him bitterly, knowing that she shouldn't continue to ask at this time, because this is probably a trap, but she couldn't bear the curiosity of gossip: "Tell me! What should I know?"

"The reason why I am used to this kind of behavior, but I still feel that if you come to me, it will be the ultimate nightmare."

Chandler pondered: "Not only because you are the most beautiful, but also because I am afraid that you will scare me to death. Who doesn't know the name of Rachel Green, the most beautiful cheerleader at Lincoln High School in Long Island, New York!"

"……what?!"

Rachel was completely dumbfounded. Under normal circumstances, she could understand these words, but when these combinations were involved with her, she was completely confused. After a while, she blushed and said madly: "You Heard that damn lie too?"

"Your legend is still circulating in various schools in New York, who doesn't know?"

Chandler teased.

"..."

Rachel stared at Chandler bitterly, but couldn't say a word.

Of course she knew about this damned rumor. Back then, she was rejected by several handsome classmates she liked. Unfortunately, when she heard it, everyone knew about it, and now she knows that the whole New York school knows about it. , the original source cannot be traced at all.

After so many years, Chandler said it as the ultimate nightmare, which made her feel ashamed and indignant.

If she knew who arranged her, she would blow his head off!
"Hey, that's not right!"

Looking at Chandler, who was smiling happily, Rachel suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realized that something was wrong: "It is said that dreams are dreamed by day and night, and psychologically, dreams are projections of people's subconscious mind. Why is your ultimate nightmare? Me, and me in the state of rumors?"

Speaking of this, she looked at Chandler's face playfully, nodded and smiled, with an expression that I had seen through the truth.

"..."

Chandler's smile faltered, and he became angry from embarrassment: "What psychology do you know!"

"Haha, I really understand!"

Rachel laughed: "When I was in college, it was difficult to find a parking space, so I changed the department, and then I studied psychology."

"..."

Listening to Rachel's reasons for changing majors so casually, and then a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse, Chandler could only be speechless.

there.

All the cleaning work before the scientific experiment has been completed, and just about to officially ignite the fire, Chuck suddenly received a call.

"Who's calling at such a terrible time?"

Monica suppressed her dissatisfaction, and her voice had changed, making Chuck stare sideways.

"Agent No. [-]."

Chuck picked up the phone and looked at it, said something, and connected calmly.

On the other end of the phone, Jane suppressed her excitement and said, "Chuck, where are you? There is a case here. Remember your little classmate Sheldon Cooper? His uncle's father-in-law was found dead in Nevada The border between the state and California, because of the arguing between the two sides, finally counted as a cross-state case, was taken over by our FBI, are you here?"

Ok.

Although it is not good to say that dead people are bad, first of all, she has seen a lot, and second, she has just communicated with Chuck in depth, and she is not a rational experiment machine like Chuck, so although she does not want to do this, she After knowing that there was such a case, she still smiled unkindly, hoping that Chuck could come and handle the case with her.

"What do you think?"

Chuck glanced down at Monica, and calmly asked Jane on the phone.

"At the beginning, there was only a half-hand that appeared on the state boundary line. After investigation, I found out that it was the father-in-law of your classmate's uncle."

Jane introduced on the other end of the phone: "This method is very similar to the method used by the mafia to frighten others. You also know that Las Vegas is dominated by the mafia, and your classmate's uncle's father-in-law runs a casino. "

"maybe."

Chuck nodded: "But first check the victim's son-in-law first."

"Your classmate's uncle, Danny Cooper?"

On the other end of the phone, Jane was taken aback: "Why?"

"He's a gambler."

Chuck said calmly: "Although gamblers are not as good as poisonous insects, they can do anything under special circumstances."

A certain person who also had a certain degree of gambling addiction because of his strong competitive spirit and obsessive-compulsive disorder froze and looked up.

"No way?"

On the other end of the phone, Jane didn't really want the case to be solved so casually, and she didn't believe it: "He looks kind, not like that kind of person."

"His wife, the victim's daughter, I saw her at the airport yesterday when I came back, her hairstyle changed and she was obviously pulled."

Chuck said: "Her neck is covered, but the imprint can be vaguely seen. Based on the shape and angle of the handprint, it is speculated that it is not Danny Cooper."

"If this is the case, it means that their family is not as harmonious as it looks, so there is a motive."

Jane on the other end of the phone nodded: "It's just how can you be sure that the imprint is not Danny Cooper, maybe their husband and wife like this tune?"

"Very simple math problem..."

Chuck digitalized and modeled Danny Cooper's body shape, the victim's daughter's body shape, and the existing experimental posture, and calculated it to Jane.

"..."

On the other end of the phone, Jane was silent. The simple mathematical calculations in Chuck's mouth were still too complicated for her, but she probably understood what Chuck meant, and she summed it up in one sentence: "Danny Cooper is too fat, his stomach is too Big, the arm is not long enough, it is impossible to cause that kind of mark..."

"Okay, then I'll check this Danny Cooper first."

After being speechless for a while, Jane said with some disappointment.

"Ah."

Chuck said: "Danny Cooper has no brains. If he did it, there is a high probability that it is a crime of passion, and it will be easy to verify."

"Everything is easy for you."

Jian Jiao said angrily: "If you can come and give me a live demonstration, I can learn more and handle the case better next time."

"Next time, I'm busy now, that's all."

Chuck held his mobile phone, looked at some gamblers above, and hung up the phone voluntarily while talking.

(End of this chapter)