The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 179 Girlfriend: Something is wrong with you!Xiao Gu: Sons and daughters of science, don't stick to trifles!

"How long will it take to determine the identity of the corpse?"

Chuck didn't continue the topic of why he laughed, because he really didn't know, it was just that the soul of the previous life suddenly completely controlled the unconscious reaction of the body for no reason.

This is also normal.

With the infusion of two drops of water of life, the flawed body he inherited from his predecessor has been relieved a lot. There should be more and more cases where the soul of the previous life suddenly completely controls the body at a certain moment.

This is a good thing!

It really makes people subconsciously happy and want to laugh.

After all, the situation in his predecessor was worse than that of the most professionally trained person, unless he couldn't help it, he wouldn't laugh at all.

"The victim's skull was beaten to death by a heavy object. We have compared 22 places that match Corio Elle, and we are basically sure that this is Corio Elle."

Dr. Bones said: "DNA testing is in progress."

"You think it's Senator Bethlehem?"

Dr. Jack Huggins, who believed in conspiracy theories, looked at Chuck for the first time.

"I went to the Capitol and asked him."

Chuck said: "Can't confirm whether he was involved, but his assistant, Collio Eller's boyfriend Thompson was definitely involved, and then it was simple."

Speaking of this, he looked at the dark-faced Detective Booth: "You are the agent in charge of this case. Go apply for a search warrant, search Thompson's residence, take Thompson, and basically close the case."

"You are just a consultant, not a supervisor!"

Agent Booth didn't like Chuck's direct tone of order: "And you're not sure!"

"No, I'm pretty sure."

Chuck said bluntly: "Thompson is definitely involved in it. If it weren't for me not having law enforcement powers, I wouldn't need your participation at all."

"..."

The corners of Agent Booth's mouth twitched, and his face darkened.

"Who said before that if he arrested the female senator and her congressman's father, he would send them there in a fair and lawful manner?"

Dr. Jack Huggins touched his chest when he was arrested, and said mockingly: "Now the evidence is basically conclusive, and it is just to search the residence of the senator's assistant according to law.

Agent Booth broke through again, staring at Dr. Huggins.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he didn't agree to Chuck immediately, not only because Chuck's tone made him uncomfortable, but also because Senator Bethlehem was involved in this matter. He was a little timid and needed to consult his superiors before he could consider what to do next. Do.

He thinks it's human nature!

But when it came to Dr. Jack Huggins' mouth, the taste changed completely. To some extent, what the other party said was unreasonable, it just depended on where he sat and how he chose to look at the matter.

"something wrong?"

Chuck calmly looked at Agent Booth, who was staring fiercely.

"I need to ask the commander for instructions."

Detective Booth took a deep breath, looked away from Dr. Jack Huggins, and looked at Chuck: "Your affirmation cannot be used as conclusive evidence, except for Senator Bethlehem and Assistant Thompson, Corio Elle and A fanatic who stalks her, or possibly him."

"not him."

Chuck shook his head.

"why?"

Detective Booth was unconvinced: "Have you investigated it?"

"No need to investigate."

Chuck said: "First, I am very sure that the assistant Thompson is involved in the case, and I will give priority to investigating Thompson. Whether this fanatic fan is involved or not will not affect the overall situation. Second, I know what kind of person a crazy fan is (yellow-haired Barney: Are you polite?), and if this person is really involved in the case, you have already investigated it. This is not a trust in your ability, but a trust in the power of Senator Bethlehem.

It's just a fanatic fan of ordinary people. If you can eliminate the suspicion of Senator Bethlehem, you will definitely do your best. Only if there is no trace of evidence found on this fanatic fan, will the current situation be caused. "

"..."

Agent Booth was speechless.

After the incident, he did lead the case, and then conducted a comprehensive investigation on the fans, and there was indeed no evidence that it was done by the fans.

In fact, a colleague hinted that something could be done at that time, but he sternly refused.

He may not dare to investigate Senator Bethlehem without evidence, but he will definitely not frame innocent people just to please Senator Bethlehem.

"see it?"

Dr. Bones answered straightforwardly: "This is what you call 'slant eyes', a high IQ with strict logical deduction ability, and it is easy to find the real breakthrough point just by clues."

"I will apply!"

Agent Booth was overwhelmed and left a word, turned around and left.

"so cool!"

Angela clenched her hands into fists and put them under her chin, looking at Chuck with bright eyes: "As expected, you are indeed Detective Chuck!"

"You're good too."

Chuck looked at the three-dimensional projection of the human body in midair.

"This is independently developed by Angela and is about to apply for a patent."

Dr. Bones introduced it to his best friend.

"It can be improved."

Chuck pointed to the three-dimensional human body projection and said his suggestion.

"You know art and computers?"

Angela was surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but glance at her best friend's bones.

"what happened?"

Dr. Bones asked something unclear.

"Nothing, nothing."

Angela's eyes flickered, and she looked back with a wry smile.

"Understood."

Chuck told the truth.

"..."

Angela hesitated.

Just because Chuck can casually give her very practical suggestions for modification of her carefully crafted [-]D body projection software, she can see that Chuck's attainments in the fields of art and computers are very high.

He only understands a little bit like this, so who dares to claim to understand?

Chuck doesn't explain his best friend Ana, who understands art and computing better than anyone else.

Compared with her, Chuck really only knows a little about art and computers.

When Angela was wondering whether she should give up such an excellent man with such common interests and hobbies for her best friend, the topic had become that her best friend and Chuck were having a good time talking.

She immediately relieved with a wry smile.

Because she found that after she had a little understanding of the arts and computers she was good at, Chuck also "slightly understood" the questions raised by her best friend Bones, and had an in-depth exchange of professional knowledge with her best friend, a top forensic anthropologist.

Ok!

The co-author, Chuck, knows a little bit about everything, and his best friend cooperated with her, one to repair the damaged skeleton, and the other to construct a three-dimensional human body projection based on the repaired skeleton, and Chuck can complete these by himself.

The idea of ​​"Chuck seems to be more suitable for her, why don't you apologize to my girlfriend" that she just flashed was purely delusional.

"Is this also a little understanding?"

Angela, who let go of these thoughts, couldn't help but make a little complaint.

"As a detective, it is necessary to have an understanding of forensic science."

Chuck did not hesitate to explain this: "As for anthropology, I have a friend whose father is an anthropologist, so I also know something about it."

"Which anthropologist?"

Dr. Bones asked with great interest.

"Dr. Alfred Hofstadter."

Chuck named Leonard Jr.'s dad.

"It turned out to be Dr. Hofstadter!"

Dr. Bones nodded and said: "He is indeed a very famous anthropologist. He once worked with the famous archaeologist Louis Leach. The two series of papers "The Impact of Holidays on Human Beings" and "Annual Summary of Couples' Life" are among the best in the industry. Critically acclaimed, anthropologically written with great depth."

"My friend's middle name is Leech, after Louise Leech."

Chuck nodded.

"Dr. Wolfe, Agent Booth..."

Dr. Jack Huggins took the call and told what he said about Agent Booth's ancestors and why he became an FBI agent in the capital: "What do you think is the reason?"

"Isn't the conclusion obvious?"

Chuck said straightforwardly.

Being in a key position, no matter if you usually publish anonymous news, or you are dumbfounded at critical moments, if you fight a little bit, grab the steering wheel with the commander-in-chief, if you have a little more thoughtfulness, you will directly open your mind and change the world. People who have inherited the blood of John Booth are better The average person is much more reliable.

"I'll just say it!"

Dr. Jack Huggins laughed excitedly.

Few people want to listen to his conspiracy theories, but now that a powerful figure like Chuck is here, it feels so good to coincide with him.

"You don't really believe what he said, do you?"

Angela was a little speechless.

"His sources of information are infinitely richer than yours."

Chuck looked at her: "So the perspective is more comprehensive, and you can see through the truth of the world better than you who only accept information in the cocoon."

"Why is his source of information infinitely richer than mine?"

Angela was a little unconvinced.

Chuck took a look at Dr. Jack Huggins, saw him looking at him in surprise, then shook his head slightly, without revealing Dr. Jack Huggins' true identity, directly skipped the topic and left the Jeffersonian Society.

At this point in the case, it doesn't depend on how quickly Chuck handles the case, but on when Agent Booth can get the search warrant.

He doesn't doubt whether the search warrant can be obtained, the conclusion is yes, if there is already a lot of obvious evidence, if they can't even get the search warrant of a senator's assistant, then these people will not be able to get a search warrant. No more.

And this is the comprehensive world of American dramas. What is better than reality is that these people face the audience outside the fourth wall, no matter what they do in private, they still have to show some face in the open.

After Chuck left, Dr. Bones also yawned and left with his backpack.

Since the airport was designed by Detective Booth, and then seconded by the curator, Dr. Goodman, to discover the remains and repair them overnight, she has no time to rest at all.

As soon as I got back to my home, washed up, fell asleep on the bed, I don’t know how long it took, a sound woke her from the sound sleep, she got up immediately, picked up the baseball bat that was always in the bedroom, and turned to the sound. Go to the source.

Even the agents of the Department of Homeland Security, she has been specially trained to be able to catch, holding a baseball bat as a practical weapon, she did not have the excessive fear of ordinary women at home alone, but chose to go directly to them.

Hiding in the corner, when she heard footsteps approaching, she threw a baseball bat first, and knocked the opponent to the ground twice in a row. When she got closer, she was surprised to find that it was her ex-boyfriend who fell on the ground and howled. Pete.

"It's illogical to pick the TV on my first day back home."

After Dr. Bones waited for him to get up, he questioned himself.

As a live-in ex-boyfriend, Pete has the keys to his house and has been separated for several months. While she is in Guatemala, Pete has plenty of time to take everything from him.

"During this time, I thought a lot about why we broke up."

Pete grinned and started talking.

"We fought a lot and didn't like each other anymore."

Dr. Bones expressed his feelings.

"We quarreled because of your indifference, but from a psychological point of view, I still think you are hot..."

Pete looked at his ex-girlfriend who was dressed coolly and showed fierce curves, and he couldn't move his eyes away.

"OMG!"

Dr. Bones sneered: "You are not here to get the TV, but to break up, heh! Man! You can go!"

As he spoke, he directly dragged Pete out.

"The reason why you don't want to have a long-term relationship is because you lost your parents when you were young. Do you really want to die alone?"

Pete was doing psychoanalysis.

"I hate psychoanalysis, don't do it to me."

Dr. Bones pushed Pete out directly: "I don't know for the rest of my life, but I don't want to see you now, goodbye!"

After closing the door, she went back to the bedroom, closed her eyes and lay on the bed trying to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep anyway. After turning over several times, she simply got up, went to the backpack, found a business card, picked up the phone, dialed past.

The next day.

Jeffersonian Institution, in the laboratory.

"Honey, you're here..."

When Angela saw her best friend coming, she greeted her habitually, then her eyes lit up, she stared at her best friend non-stop, and muttered something: "Something's wrong, something's wrong with you."

Dr. Bones ignored the gossip of his best friend and walked into his office in good spirits.

Angela followed in directly, closed the door without any hassle, and then walked up to her best friend, as if wanting to have a good chat.

"Tell me, what happened?"

"Peter came over last night..."

Seeing this, Dr. Bones didn't intend to hide it from his best friend, so he wanted to explain the ins and outs of the matter.

"You and Pete got back together?"

When Angela heard this, she screamed immediately before her best friend continued, "That's great!"

"Didn't you approve of me breaking up with Pete?"

Dr. Bones frowned.

"That was in the past."

Angela didn't hide her thoughts at all: "But after meeting Chuck yesterday, I think it's good for you and Pete to get back together. In that case, I can try to ask Chuck. After all, it's the first time I've met the right person." Art and computers understand such a deep handsome man at the same time."

"So it is."

Dr. Bones was stunned, and then shook his head: "But it's a pity, I didn't get back together with Pete. He came here to pick up the TV in name, but he wanted to break up or get back together, but I drove him away."

"Haha, men are like this."

Angela immediately smiled knowingly: "Hey, no, since it's not Pete, then who made you look so radiant?"

"Chuck!"

Dr. Bones tells the truth.

"No!"

Angela was stunned.

"Yes."

Dr. Bones looked at his girlfriend apologetically: "Didn't you ask me to take the initiative to ask him out?"

"But, but, are you going too fast?"

Angela, who was very active in encouraging her girlfriends to 'get on, get on, get on' before, was speechless: "We just met yesterday, and we were together last night?"

"We are scientists."

Dr. Bones said frankly, with an expression of children of Jiang (science) and lake (learning).

"..."

Angela was speechless, and after a while, she complained: "You are indeed scientists, I am very curious about how you did it?"

"It's simple."

Seeing that his best friend was not angry anymore, Dr. Bones gave his best friend a popular science on how scientists make appointments with scientists: "After Pete was driven away by me, I thought about what he said to you, and suddenly I couldn't sleep, so I called I got on the phone with Chuck and said directly to him, I want to launch an experiment combining my expertise in neurochemistry to explore the social impact of biology on humans..."

"Etc., etc."

Angela got dizzy when she heard it: "What is this?"

"To put it simply, I asked him out."

Dr. Bones explained.

"and then?"

Angela was puzzled: "Even if the date should be arranged for tonight, why did you just do it when you initiated the date last night?"

"Hear me out."

Dr. Bones said: "He asked me how I was going to do this experiment. I was going to follow what you said, the normal way, first make an appointment at a restaurant, have dinner, watch a movie, and then let nature take its course.

And he asked me if I agreed that the results of the success or failure of the experiment were based on the chemical and neural reactions in the final biological interaction.

As a scientist, I naturally fully agree with this view. "

"And the next moment, he came over to conduct experiments with you?"

Angela was dumbfounded.

"of course not."

Dr. Bones shook his head: "He sent me a cleaning list, asking me to eliminate all sources of interference that may affect the experiment. After I completed the list and got his confirmation, he came to do the experiment."

"..."

Angela didn't know what to say. Sure enough, she was only worthy of being an artist, not a scientist.

"I want to hear the details!"

Seeing that she was out of action, the grief-stricken Angela expressed her gossip appeals righteously: "Very fine details~"

"No details, just normal biological interaction..."

Dr. Bones began to describe.

In her eyes, because the subject is a top scientist, and the whole process was carried out in accordance with the scientific experiment steps from the beginning to the end, and the terminology is professional, she really regarded all this as a scientific experiment, and forgot some of her initial distractions as the initiator.

"puff!"

After hearing all the details, Angela burst out laughing, staring at her best friend's face with weird eyes: "Oh, honey, you don't really believe his words, do you?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

Dr. Bones didn't like the look of his best friend, so he closed his eyes and frowned subconsciously: "Although I don't like what he did, what he said is completely scientific. Safety measures cannot guarantee 100% safety, and he made it clear that he doesn't want to Children, especially these days, don't even have accidents."

(End of this chapter)