The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 175 Passing on the family line to succeed Wolfe, the Goddess Detective of Bones

"Then let's go over and invite him immediately!"

The middle-aged Caucasian woman said excitedly: "After two years, there is finally hope."

"it is good."

The African-American middle-aged man was also moved by his wife's emotions. Thinking of his boss's uncompromising and reliable character, he was also full of expectations for Chuck for a while: "My dear, I will go to prepare first, and I will leave immediately."

"well!"

The middle-aged white woman nodded repeatedly.

The middle-aged African-American man glanced at his tearful wife, suppressed the urge to comfort him, got up and went to the study, closed the door, took a deep breath, and dialed a number: "General, it's me..."

New Jersey.

Princeton University.

"Dr. Wolfe."

"Mr. Cooper."

Chuck came over, met Little Sheldon again, and greeted him habitually.

"She lied to me!"

Little Sheldon endured and endured, and said to Chuck.

"Used to it."

Chuck was indifferent, not even asking who she was.

"Amazing Amy lied to me."

Little Sheldon was unconvinced and serious: "That night, she said she was going back to her home in New Jersey, but it was obviously not."

"so?"

Chuck stopped and looked at him.

"..."

Little Sheldon froze there. He used to advocate honesty and not to lie, but a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, it would be much better to be willing to lie to him than Chuck's feeling of ignoring him directly, right?
"Hi, Chuck."

At this time, the three daughters, Cheryl, came over and greeted Chuck with a smile, but there was something strange in the smile.

"Hi, Sheldon."

"Hi."

Little Sheldon came back to his senses, shook his head, said hello, and turned around and left. Every time he warned himself to stay away from Chuck, but every time he seemed unable to hide, it became a habit. Even if he didn't want to, he had to take the initiative to say hello to Chuck when they met now.

"Hi, Chuck."

Tracy smiled reluctantly and greeted Chuck: "Congratulations, you saved another girl who needs you to save."

"It's the girl who should be congratulated."

Chuck said straightforwardly.

"indeed!"

Trish murmured, "The girl should be congratulated."

"So, you and the amazing Amy?"

Seeing that her sister was in a difficult situation, Cheryl was afraid of making a joke, so she quickly took up the topic and asked tentatively.

"What happened to me and her?"

Chuck looked at her.

"Haven't you confirmed your relationship as a couple?"

Cheryl's eyes lit up.

"Why do we need to determine the relationship between couples?"

Chuck asked back.

"Everything on the news says..."

Trish looked at Chuck expectantly: "So it's fake news again?"

"Like any other news, most of it is fake."

Chuck said.

"Then where is the truth?"

Cheryl asked.

"It's true to do experiments."

Chuck said calmly.

"..."

The smiles of Cheryl and Tracy froze.

This is the last thing they want to hear.

Justin was as transparent as ever, and she didn't want to be involved in Chuck and his best friend's confusion.

"Hi, Chuck."

At this time, Professor Alicia Harper walked over like a spring breeze, and greeted everyone with a smile: "You saved another innocent girl, well done! Cheryl, Trish, you are really getting more and more beautiful, And Justin, your temperament is getting better and better."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for everyone to respond, he confessed and walked away stepping on his high heels: "Class is about to start, hurry up."

Chuck stopped to look at the back of Professor Alicia Harper.

"The professor is in a very good mood recently."

Seeing this, Cheryl explained: "I heard from Tracy that she made a pen pal who is proficient in art."

"Ah."

When Tracy said this, she suppressed the soreness in her heart for a while, and introduced what she knew with a smile: "The professor has always been in love with art, and that pen pal has a very high attainment in art, and every word is directed at The core of art makes the professor look forward to communicating with each other."

Also at Princeton University, she also studied art, coupled with the teacher-student relationship between Cheryl and Professor Alicia Harper, Trish communicated with Professor Alicia Harper quite a lot, so she knew Some recent updates from Professor Alicia Harper.

Chuck nodded silently.

"The situation at the professor's house...it's actually quite good."

Justin said quietly.

Cheryl and Trish looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Professor Alicia Harper's husband, Professor John Harper, is well known to have problems. Many people feel that a flower is planted on cow dung, and there are many people who feel good about themselves. Professor Licia Harper has always sternly refused, leaving no room for others to imagine.

As for some prodigals who knew that there was no room for imagination but still wanted to forcibly interpret, they soon realized that wanting to forcibly interpret depends on whether they have the strength. After being beaten, they all settled down, and finally formed the current Ming Knowing that the corner is very slanted, Cao thief has a lot to do, but he doesn't interfere with the situation of this Princeton flower.

Cheryl, Justin and the others, although they don't understand why Professor Alicia Harper didn't get divorced, they also know that the professor is not happy. Now that seeing a pen pal makes the professor look so good, it's all for her Happy.

Everyone went to the classroom, and Trish also attended.

After class.

When Cheryl was about to pull Chuck to continue talking about some topics they were interested in, Chuck's phone rang, nodded to Cheryl and the others, and walked out while picking up the answer.

"Amazing Amy."

Trish sighed.

"Not necessarily her."

Cheryl gave some words of comfort. Seeing that her sister didn't feel any comfort, she thought for a while and said, "I hope it's her. Chuck likes to be quiet. If she keeps pestering him, he will keep her away."

Tracy's eyes lit up immediately.

Ever since her fiancé was killed and almost imprisoned as a slave by FBI agents, she, who used to be cheerful, has become a little melancholy and quiet.

This kind of her can wait quietly for a long time.

And Amazing Amy can't.

there.

"what's the matter?"

Chuck asked calmly.

"I have a subordinate, Colonel Ted Eller."

On the other end of the phone, a blunt voice came: "He will look for you, his daughter has been missing for two years, you help him."

"How does he know me?"

Chuck asked.

"He hugged you when you were just born."

On the other end of the phone, the blunt voice slowed down: "You should call him Uncle Ted. You have been so popular recently. His wife saw you on TV and reminded him that he is not an outsider, so he will naturally recognize you."

Chuck was silent.

"That amazing Amy looks good."

On the other end of the phone, the blunt voice was also silent for a moment, and then rang again: "You are also old, you can consider passing on the family line."

"It's not something you should think about."

Chuck said calmly: "If you really want to hold a grandson, look at Frank more, you will have a chance to hold a grandson in the future."

"...take this case."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, no longer entangled in the topic of marriage and grandchildren, and he emphasized that he was about to hang up the phone.

"why?"

Chuck did not agree, but asked the reason: "He is a colonel of the US military, and you are a general of the US military. With your ability, as long as you want, you can help him. Why did you ask me? Who is involved in this?"

"You really are getting smarter."

On the other end of the phone, the blunt voice was somewhat relieved: "Ted's daughter was an assistant to Senator Bethlehem before she disappeared."

"understood."

Chuck nodded: "The general can only retreat when he meets a senator."

"It's not retreat!"

On the other end of the phone, a blunt voice said displeasedly: "Before there is no evidence, it is inconvenient to have unnecessary conflicts. We are the cornerstone of freedom and democracy."

"indeed."

Chuck said frankly: "You are harassing other people's wives and daughters abroad, and the senator is harassing you at home. It is indeed very liberal and democratic."

"Christian Dunne!"

On the other end of the phone, a blunt voice shouted angrily.

"I'm not telling the truth?"

Chuck said calmly.

"Regardless of what others have done...but I have a clear conscience!"

On the other end of the phone, the blunt voice took a deep breath: "I have a clear conscience for you and your mother!"

After that, he hung up the phone directly.

Chuck listened to the blind voice on the phone, paused, put away the phone, the sarcasm just now was a complaint from his previous life, and the former father on the other end of the phone really had a clear conscience for his wife and children.

Not everyone would not give up their obviously abnormal son like him, let alone not spend time on other women or men after his wife left, but spend so much time cultivating abnormal sons himself.

soon.

Chuck received a call from a stranger, and without saying a word, he went straight over after agreeing on a meeting place.

"Detective Chuck!"

As soon as we met, the wife of Colonel Eller, a middle-aged white woman, exclaimed excitedly.

"Call me Dr. Chuck Wolfe!"

Chuck corrected and glanced at the middle-aged African-American man who opened his mouth.

"Dr. Wolfe, this is Colonel Ted Eller."

Seeing this, Ted Eller called Chuck by his current name without mentioning the real name he remembered.

Ever since he saw Chuck on TV and knew from his old boss that he was not mistaken, he used his relationship to find out about Chuck's current situation. He knew that Chuck had been assassinated several times because of investigations. The behavior of concealing identity is both understandable and somewhat puzzling.

Because he felt that if the identity of Chuck's father was announced, others would take it into consideration, but after thinking about it, what about the general's father?He, the colonel's father, can't help but listen to the rumors that 'the Senator of Bethlehem has harmed his daughter' and is helpless.

"Dr. Wolf, my daughter Cleo has been missing for two years. She was an assistant to Senator Bethlehem in the Capitol. There have been rumors that the Senator killed my daughter."

Mrs. Eller said excitedly: "You have investigated the case of the female senator and her father, and this time you will definitely help us find out the truth and save our daughter! Please!"

"please."

Colonel Ted Eller didn't say much, but looked at Chuck expectantly.

"Ok."

Chuck nodded: "I will take this case."

"Really?"

Mrs. Eller was stunned for a moment, looking at Chuck with some uncertainty.

Because although they have found countless "superior detectives" in the past two years, almost all of them are fake detectives with empty names.

Now that Chuck is such a famous and capable true detective, she couldn't believe it when he agreed so simply.

"You really want me to check?"

Chuck asked back.

"Hope, hope!"

After being pulled by her husband, Mrs. Eller nodded quickly after reacting.

Washington DC.

McGough's.

in the library.

"Tell me, you asked me to use my connections to help you pay more attention to some cases, not what I think now."

The bald chief looked at Chuck helplessly with a headache.

"No."

Chuck shook his head.

"That's fine, that's fine."

The bald director laughed at himself: "As long as you don't deliberately target those big shots, I'm relieved."

Back then, before he moved from Texas to Washington DC, he wanted to please his wife and the children of his ex-husband’s family, so after knowing that Chuck liked interesting cases, he took the initiative to say that he would help to pay attention when he came over, and once he had the opportunity, he would immediately Let friends invite Chuck to come over to investigate the case, so that Chuck has the opportunity to get in touch with more interesting cases.

What Chuck did in New York, such as catching female senators and congressmen and their daughters, and catching billionaires, listened to his ears a little bit, and he lost a lot of his own hair.

Heck!
What he meant was that within the purview of his friends, priority should be given to asking Chuck to be a consultant to solve the affairs of the friends, instead of letting Chuck solve the problems of these big-shot friends.

Now that Chuck himself said that it wasn't the worst situation, he didn't feel relieved at all, because whether it was intentional or not, Chuck was offending one big shot after another.

He knew that those people were not good people.

In fact, he was very worried that a more dangerous assassination was coming to Chuck.

"Do you think he did this case?"

The bald director stroked his hair and couldn't help asking.

"What do you think?"

Chuck asked back.

"..."

The bald director stopped immediately, and said with a wry smile: "Although I have only come to Washington DC not long ago, I have heard of his name. Everyone knows that Bethlehem is very dirty, alas."

At the end, he couldn't help but sigh.

Because he felt that it was Senator Bethlehem who did it, and Chuck chose to take this case, fearing that he would offend another big shot.

"If only Bethlehem was a Republican senator."

The bald chief complained.

Chuck knew what he meant.

Senators have a very important position in the United States, and the number of people will determine the final ownership of power. The female senator that Chuck killed before was from the Democratic Party, and this time Senator Bethlehem is also from the Democratic Party. Yes, Chuck really offended the Democrats.

And if Bethlehem is a Republican Party, Chuck kills a Democrat and then a Republican, that would be a disguised balance.

In desperation, the bald director had to naively hope that this would not offend everyone all at once, but balance everyone's anger so that he would not attack Chuck.

airport.

"Excuse me, has the flight to Guatemala arrived?"

A mixed-race young woman with Asian features anxiously asked the front desk at the airport, but the other party was just busy with his own affairs, and raised a finger at her to signal her to wait. Seeing this, the young woman opened her chest and immediately The young receptionist looked over in a daze, and then smiled triumphantly: "Yes, that's it, can you answer my question now?"

"This isn't Holland, and it's not New York."

At this time, a playful female voice came from behind: "You should say excuse me first."

"Oh dear!"

When the young woman turned her head and saw her best friend standing there with a smile, she immediately withdrew her magical powers, left the front desk, walked up quickly, gave a warm hug, and gossiped endlessly: "Welcome back! Guatemala How is it? Isn’t it very backward there?”

"Fortunately, at least you don't need to sell bears to get information."

The best friend joked.

"It's a pity, otherwise you will be unimpeded!"

The young woman glanced at her best friend like a female driver and said, "Bone, it's so poor over there, you're not hungry at all~"

"Angela, how are you doing? What's the news?"

The best friend nicknamed Bones asked while walking towards the exit.

"That's too much."

Angela followed quickly, and excitedly introduced to her best friend: "I'll tell you one by one later, but it's a pity that your novel has dropped one place on the bestseller list."

"so?"

The girlfriend's bone continued to take steps that her relatives did not recognize.

"Honey, it's not that your strength is not good, but that the other party is too good at hype."

Angela quickly found a reason for her best friend: "They took advantage of their daughter being imprisoned by billionaires, and then rescued by Detective Chuck in a flash, and then hyped up the drama of her daughter and Detective Chuck, the hero saving the beauty, and the beauty dedicating herself to the hero. It’s normal for sales to explode.”

"Detective Chuck?"

My best friend Bones finally stopped when he heard the name.

"Yes, his real name is Dr. Chuck Wolfe, do you know him?"

Angela gossiped.

"When did Dr. Wolfe become a detective?"

My best friend Bones said in surprise: "He is the most famous mathematician today!"

"It doesn't matter."

Angela's eyes brightened: "Bone, you see that you are also a scientist, and now you are planning to participate more in the progress of the case, and you will definitely be a female detective in the future. If you have the opportunity, you may be able to talk to him. You will definitely have many common topic."

Speaking of this, she smiled ambiguously and said, "And he is very handsome~"

(End of this chapter)