The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 174 Adler Sisters Shura Field, Asking for Help from DC!
The girl in white, Anna, still didn't speak.

The oil painting beauty didn't take it seriously, stood behind her, stretched out her hand to stroke Anna's long hair, and whispered to herself: "You and your mother are really similar, you are so immersed in your own world, ignoring the wonderful things in the real world , except for mathematics, there is no one and nothing in this world that can truly enter her heart, not even us who have inherited her blood and talent. You are my only relative in this world. I have been worried that one day You will choose to end your life just like your mother did."

Speaking of this, she looked at a figure on the central screen who was sitting still, and smiled happily: "But who would have thought that besides me, there are people you care about in this world.

do you know?

How surprised and happy was I when you contacted me for the first time and asked me to recall the sniper?

Back then, when I wanted to kill the biological father who was always with you outside, you never asked me.

And now you, who are farther and farther away from reality, actually spoke up for a man who has no blood relationship.

To be honest, I'm a little jealous of this man! "

Having said that, she walked up to the girl in white, Anna, knelt down, touched her sister's eyebrows, and murmured: "I'm really curious, why did you choose him as your eye?
Where am I worse than him?
In terms of relationship, we are sisters. Although we have different fathers, we all know that compared with the mother's genetic blood, fathers are just a necessary tool for blood inheritance. Whether they are criminals, doctors of neurology, or others, there is actually no the difference.

In terms of ability, I became Moriarty, creating and controlling the largest criminal group in the world, remember the picture of a spider weaving a web that I sent you?When any major crimes in the world pass through these spider threads, I will know immediately. According to my preferences, I can choose to lead, participate or watch.

Let me be your eye linking reality, isn't this more exciting than his vision?

In terms of time spent together, for your safety, I really can't meet you as often as ordinary sisters, but whenever your birthday is, I will come here early to celebrate your birthday.

He is nothing more than that, he was still designed by your biological father.

Both have Asperger's syndrome, is it just because he and you have serious physical defects, but I don't, so you are more willing to get close to him and choose him? "

The girl in white, Anna, remained expressionless with blank eyes.

"Okay, and you both like math."

The oil painting beauty got up and looked back at Chuck on the central screen: "I hope he can solve the same level of mathematical problems P=NP as you said, like your mother. With your programming, I have the ability to crack any password." Skeleton key."

Speaking of this, she looked sideways at the white girl Anna, looked at her sister's empty eyes, and raised the corner of her mouth: "Otherwise, even if he is your eye, if I don't kill him, he will die sooner or later with his death-defying character. Detectives are no fun, and if I hadn't issued an order in advance not to accept orders about him, he would have died four times already.

And before the master key is realized, you will play this role and accompany me to control this criminal empire. This is also my long-cherished wish.

In the past, you never responded to my invitation.

I will not force you.

You are my only sister, and I can't force you... At least not in the past.

I once doubted whether I was not important in your heart... Now I understand, because of him, you have a strange sense of morality, and you are unwilling to help criminal groups in their usual criminal operations. It seems that you care about other people's life and death like.

But I know you don't care!

They are just bugs that have fallen into the spider web and cannot struggle, they are prey.

How could you care about them... This makes me jealous of him even more.

But since he indirectly helped our sisters to be together, I will try my best to ensure his existence.

After all, sometimes, he is still very useful.

Like this time.

If it wasn't for him to make the move, he found Amazing Amy, captured Andy Wharton, and then used a large amount of retail funds with you to short Andy Wharton's stock, covering up my actions in disguise, and letting this The action has achieved better results than expected. I am afraid that the amazing Amy, a very useful chess piece that I have cultivated for many years, will show another side in front of the world. sex.

Now, let the amazing Amy stay by his side and act as my eyes. It's normal for us sisters to be together and our eyes to be together, isn't it?

So, sister, is there a problem? "

The girl in white, Anna, had no expression on her face, moved her trembling hands to the keyboard, and quickly operated it.

"That's it."

The curvature of the oil painting beauty's mouth became more and more obvious. Standing beside the girl in white, Anna, with one hand on Anna's shoulder, looking at the densely packed TV screens on the wall, she said vigorously, "Let's make the spider web completely invisible."

New Jersey.

Mountainside Villa.

In the study room, the watch on his wrist vibrated twice. Chuck put down the book in his hand, looked up at the corner of the study room, where he installed a miniature hidden camera, then retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and sat quietly for a while. Yes, get up and unplug the USB flash drive on Magic Amy's phone, leave the study, and go back to the master bedroom. Seeing that Magic Amy is still asleep, she walks to her bed, touches her neck, and stretches out her arms. Passing through her waist, he lifted her up smoothly and moved her to the guest room.

Then he returned to the master bedroom, took the neatly folded clothes to the guest room and put them away, then returned to the master bedroom and started to tidy up.

The next day.

The magical Amy woke up from a sound sleep, first she stretched beautifully, then her eyes froze, a flash of panic flashed, this was the instinctive discomfort of a person with a strong desire for control after losing control.

When will she return to the guest room?
She doesn't even remember it at all!

But soon she regained her composure, and she could even cooperate with the pervert's billions of robbery and captivity at ease, let alone being with the good guy Chuck.

She likes good people the most, because no matter what the situation is, as long as she remains the same to respond to all changes, she is a hunter, and good people are the prey.

After she figured it out, she got up to get up, and then her feet were soft, and she hurriedly supported the bed, thinking amusedly: "There is a soft mode in the legend, what is this? It seems that what the little guy said really helped... ..."

Sitting on the ground leaning on the bed for a long time, the magical Amy got up, put on her clothes, and walked out slowly. She saw a young and beautiful figure cleaning there. Hearing the movement, she turned around, revealing a plain face. She smiled at her with an unobtrusive face: "You're up, breakfast is ready."

"you are?"

Amazing Amy glanced around, but didn't see Chuck.

"I'm Justine, Chuck's classmate and cleaner."

Justin smiled and said, "Chuck has already left. I can drive you there later if you want to go."

"Thank you very much then."

Amazing Amy paused for a moment on the camera in the corner of the living room, and said with a smile, "You are a bit like Chandler, both are Chuck's friends and work part-time for him."

Justin smiled, didn't say much, lowered his head and began to clean seriously.

Amazing Amy walked to the dining table, opened the plate covered by the hood, and began to enjoy breakfast. She felt really hungry now, and looked at Justin while eating. After she finished eating, she began to chat with Justin.

But Justin's most response is to smile, the sense of confidentiality is not comparable to Chandler, the amazing Amy suddenly knows another important reason for Chuck to choose Justin besides ability, keep her mouth tight!
So she immediately gave up her plan to get more information about Chuck from Justin, and she didn't choose to stay here after eating, but asked Justin to send her back.

Justin didn't send her home directly, but sent her downstairs to Monica and handed her over to Chandler.

New Hampshire.

refuge.

Secluded underground parking.

Chuck parked the car and walked down. Dr. Green, the biological father of the girl in white, came over in surprise: "Chuck, why are you here?"

"You do not know?"

Chuck looked him in the eye.

"Uh, know what?"

Dr. Green was stunned, then thought of something, covered his mouth and eyes filled with unbelievable ecstasy, and tremblingly said: "Could it be, could it be that Anna called you over?"

"No."

Chuck shook his head and walked towards Anna's residence.

Dr. Green followed quickly.

Chuck stopped and turned to look at him.

"Okay, you talk, you talk."

Only then did Dr. Green realize that Anna and Chuck's world without him was a bit sour but more joyful.

This is the first time that Chuck took the initiative to come here at other times besides Anna's birthday every year. It is also what he, a father, has been trying to achieve. It is so rare!
Chuck walked to the inner suite familiarly, glanced at the camera in the corner, the door opened automatically, and there was still a bed, a table and two chairs at the entrance, and the beautiful girl in white was sitting there, her eyes wide open. Staring at the chess on the table, when Chuck stepped in and the door closed, the girl looked up and showed a touching smile.

"Anna."

Chuck called out, but he did not sit down opposite the girl in white clothes as usual, but looked around, swept across the room like a snow cave, his eyes fell on the spider web oil painting, and asked the last question again: " Who drew it?"

The girl in white, Anna, didn't answer. She just raised her arms, shaking and strenuously reaching for the pieces on the chessboard, picked up the pieces and dropped them, and then looked at Chuck.

Chuck was silent, and glanced at the spider web oil painting on the wall again, walked over, looked at the chess game on the chessboard, stared at the chessboard, sat down, stared at the chessboard, and fell into deep thought.

Outside, Dr. Green was very happy to see Chuck who had been sitting for a whole day without getting up at all.

Although Chuck represents the end of his scientific research goal, in theory, the better Chuck can overcome his physical defects and integrate into society, the happier he should be, but selfishly speaking, he would rather Chuck not integrate so well. I will spend more time with my daughter like this.

Two days later.

Chuck glanced at the smiling girl in white, Anna, put down his king on the chessboard, and chose to admit defeat in this newly created endgame. He nodded at Anna, got up and left, and when he walked to the door, he looked at the wall on the left. The spider web oil painting, paused, and didn't ask the question that Anna hadn't answered.

Ask one, ask two, don't ask three.

it is more than words.

Back to New Jersey.

The phone kept ringing.

"Chuck, you finally answered the phone, where have you been?"

Chandler's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Is something wrong?"

Chuck didn't answer the question.

"It's not about me, but about you?"

Chandler complained: "Those who don't know thought you were playing escape overnight."

"Escape what?"

Chuck said calmly.

"..."

Chandler hesitated, and laughed at himself: "Well, for others, there may be a possibility of being ruthless, but for you, this possibility is completely impossible, because before you pull out, you are already ruthless." .”

"Speak the truth."

Chuck reminded.

"It's nothing, it's just that Amy can't get through to your phone, and I'm a little sad."

Chandler said: "You know, I am her boyfriend, your friend and assistant, and Monica's good friend..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help complaining anymore: "It's too difficult for me!"

"You play too much."

Chuck said frankly: "As long as you don't take the initiative to add drama and let everything take its course, there won't be so many difficulties."

"..."

Chandler's mouth twitched.

It's easy for you to say, but it's not you who was harassed repeatedly.

Well, you did it in the happy moment, and the rest of the tedious communication afterwards became mine, and I became an emotional trash can.

When he was thinking about how to complain, there was already a blind voice on the phone, and Chandler could only look at his phone, talking to himself and mockingly: "You're welcome~"

Chuck hung up Chandler's phone, and after a while, Amazing Amy called. Hearing her joyful and anxious voice, Chuck accepted the request to meet at night with a blank face.

into the night.

When Chuck and Amazing Amy met, there was the sound of snapping pictures, and Amazing Amy apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't know they were still following, I know you don't like exposure, I thought I'd got rid of them..."

"fine."

Chuck said calmly: "I can bear it, as long as you can bear it too."

Miraculous Amy was taken aback for a moment, lowered her head and chewed the sentence carefully, always feeling that there was something in Chuck's words.

That night, the latest news broke out in New York: "Heroes never go out of style to save the beauty. Amazing Amy falls in love with Detective Chuck!"

Monica's apartment.

"Monica, are you okay?"

Rachel and Phoebe looked at their girlfriends worriedly.

"I'm fine, what can I do?"

Monica forced a smile and said, "I already had a psychological expectation."

Seeing the pillow tightly held by Monica, Rachel and Phoebe looked at each other with fear.

Then the phone rang.

"It must be Chuck!"

Rachel's eyes lit up, and she immediately went to get it.

"Don't take it!"

Monica screamed, seeing Rachel and Phoebe looking at her in fear, she quickly took a deep breath to restrain her emotions, and forced a smile: "...I mean, I'll pick it up."

Both Rachel and Phoebe's scalps were numb from Monica's forcible turn to laughter.

"It's Peggy."

Monica walked over to take a look, and said with complicated eyes: "Okay, I'll go there right away."

"What's up, Peggy?"

Rachel and Phoebe breathed a sigh of relief.

"She's not feeling well and needs me."

Monica cheered up a little, looked away from the TV with difficulty, picked up the key, and left the apartment quickly.

New Jersey.

In a single building next to Princeton, Cheryl and Trish were also watching TV. After so many incidents, even if their father was willing to let them all come to school, he also strengthened the security and specially rented a place next to the school for them. The house is equipped with female bodyguards 24 hours a day.

"She's like me..."

Tracy smiled bitterly: "There will be many more like this in the future, I don't have anything special from him."

"It's not like that for everyone."

Cheryl was also very jealous, but she could only comfort her sad sister: "Look at him saving Justin, Justin didn't fall in love with him, don't scare yourself, you are so beautiful..."

"Amazing Amy is beautiful and so famous."

Tracy shook her head: "What can I compare with her?"

Cheryl almost blurted out the word 'I', but she didn't say it, and could only comfort her sister.

Washington DC.

In a high-end residential area, a middle-aged Caucasian woman had sad eyes and kept pressing the remote control to change the channel. When she switched to the current news broadcast on the TV station in New York, she suddenly shouted: "Ted! Ted!"

"what happened?"

A middle-aged African-American man came out of the study and said softly.

"It says that it took less than a day for the detective Chuck to rescue the magical Amy who was captured and imprisoned. We should ask him to come and help us find our Collio!"

exclaimed the middle-aged white woman, pointing at the TV.

"Honey, we have found too many so-called detectives in the past two years..."

Ted, a middle-aged African-American man, sighed and wanted to comfort his wife who was overly sad because of the disappearance of his daughter. His eyes swept across the TV, and he stopped suddenly.

"You know him?"

The middle-aged white woman was overjoyed.

"do not know."

The African-American middle-aged man said, looking past his wife, and landed on the table, where there was a photo of him in military uniform, with his wife and daughter in his arms: "But he looks very reliable, Unlike those detectives who pretend to be detectives but have no skills at all, we can give it a try."

(End of this chapter)