The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 181 Chuck: You Think Beautifully!The Nine Palaces of System Girls!

"what's the matter?"

After closing the door, Chuck continued to pack his things and asked.

"Are you going?"

Angela looked at Chuck who was so calm, her mood was slightly swayed by drinking, but immediately calmed down a lot with the blessing of no follow-up atmosphere.

"It's over, so naturally we have to go."

Chuck said.

"What about the bones?"

Angela asked subconsciously.

"What should she do?"

Chuck asked back.

"..."

Angela was speechless, and only then did she truly understand the rationality of scientists doing experiments, and the division of labor between leading scientists and scientist assistants.

After Dr. Bones told his assistant Zach to do something, he really wouldn't ask any more questions, let alone care about Zach's daily life.

It's just that for her as an artist, this kind of rationality is a bit cruel, it is simply ruthless.

"what's the matter?"

Chuck had already packed up, turned to look at Angela in a daze, and repeated the question just now.

"Can't I find you if it's okay?"

Angela originally wanted to speak directly, but seeing Chuck's overly calm gaze, she, who was over alcohol, teased: "A beautiful woman knocks on the door in the middle of the night, what do you think is the matter?"

"cannot!"

Chuck said frankly: "I like quietness, and I can't find me if I have nothing to do. As for the beauty, I don't mean to be disrespectful, but you are not above the experimental baseline, not even near the experimental baseline, and there is no special status blessing, no experiment at all. Basic, and you drink, I don't drink."

"Bone girlfriends don't count as special status blessings?"

Angela was a little annoyed, but she blurted out when she was about to leave it behind and talk about the business.

"Not counting."

Chuck shook his head: "Don't even think about good things."

"... What beautiful things did I think?"

Angela was speechless.

"When you propose this idea, whether the goal is to have more of me or more bones, you know in your heart."

Chuck looked at her calmly: "Usually you wouldn't say such things, so my suggestion is, don't drink alcohol in the future, it will damage your nerves and lower your IQ."

That's right!

Angela looked like a person with a wide range of interests like Kalinda, the investigator in Aunt Leonard's law firm in Chicago.

Under normal circumstances, this identity plus the identity of a girlfriend can be used as an experimental reference group.

However, Angela is too far away from the baseline of the experimental appearance, which greatly reduces this dual identity.

And this kind of identity is not uncommon in the world of American dramas, even very common.

Not to mention anything else, let’s just talk about Monica’s best friends, Rachel and Phoebe, not only their looks have reached the experimental baseline, but they also have this dual identity more or less.

In addition, there are many and many such situations in the world of American dramas, and they will intensify in the future, so Angela's self-conscious identity blessing is meaningless at all.

"..."

Angela was choked and dumbfounded. Seeing Chuck looking into her eyes, she couldn't help avoiding the stare. Thousands of words were finally reduced to one sentence: "Speaking of business, I came here this time for the bones."

Chuck wasn't surprised by this, didn't say anything, just looked at her, waiting for further explanation.

"Do you know about Bones' family situation?"

After Angela talked about the business, she finally felt a little more at ease. She looked at Chuck again, saw Chuck shaking his head, shrugged and complained: "Of course you don't know, you just left afterwards, and you didn't have any deeper spiritual communication with Bones at all. .

But as a best friend of Bones, I still want to tell you that Gus has always had a knot in her heart, that is, her parents left suddenly when she was 15 years old, and her whereabouts are unknown. The originally happy family has been torn apart since then.

Her ex-boyfriend Pete often complains that she is unwilling to continue a long-term relationship because of this. Although we all don't like his psychoanalysis, as a psychologist, Pete is still somewhat capable.

I trust this judgment.

Since you are a detective and you are so close to Bones, you should help Gu Gu untie this knot and help her find out where her parents are.

how do you say? "

"No!"

Chuck directly refused.

"why?"

Angela looked at him dissatisfied: "It's just a little effort for you, isn't the bone even worth this request?"

"She didn't speak."

Chuck directly pointed out the key point: "You are not her, and you cannot make this kind of decision for her."

"why?"

Angela said unconvinced: "I am her best and only best friend! I feel that I have the responsibility and right to make this kind of decision for her!"

"No, you didn't."

Chuck shook his head: "You are you, and she is her. Once the truth is found out, and the truth is more cruel than the current situation, she will be the most injured, not you. The identity of a best friend can only allow you to comfort her, and the truth is more cruel than the current situation. I can't bear this pain for her."

"But if I, as the only girlfriend, don't take any action, then God knows how long she will keep these things in her heart?"

Angela excitedly said: "Did you know that she has a real brother? At first, their brother and sister had the best relationship, but since her parents suddenly disappeared, their brother and sister have become strangers directly. Under the calm appearance of bones, there are many scars. We If you don't help her fix it, how long do you think it will take her to face this with her personality? One year? Ten years? Or a lifetime?"

"You can talk to her directly."

Chuck glanced at her, agreed with her friendship, and reminded: "Let her make up her own mind. She has my phone number. If she thinks it through and needs it, she will naturally call me."

"Can't you take the initiative?"

Angela looked at Chuck expectantly: "Let me persuade her to get rid of her knot as soon as possible."

"Hurry is not enough."

Chuck shook his head: "Everyone has their own rhythm, let her make her own decisions."

"Ok."

Seeing Chuck's firm attitude, Angela could only agree unhappily, and left with an angry sentence: "I won't pollute your eyes here as an ugly girl."

Thinking of her as a mixed race, she has always been regarded as a big beauty, and she studied art in college. She has her own perception of beauty, and she is more confident that her appearance and temperament will never lose to anyone, but when it comes to Chuck, she is It is far from reaching the experimental baseline, which makes her too unhappy.

Before, she could barely bear it because of her best friend's big event, but now she saw that Chuck didn't give him any face at all. Although the refusal was justified, she was very upset.

Chuck didn't speak, watched her leave, raised his glasses, walked to the window, and looked outside.

"asshole!"

Angela left muttering, thanks to her being so optimistic about Chuck and his best friend, but when Chuck said it, she got this kind of evaluation.

On a tall building, a 60-year-old man with a kind face looked at Angela with a telescope and said to himself, "You are indeed a bastard."

"Worse than you?"

At this moment, a calm voice sounded in the old man's ear, which directly made the old man's hair explode, and he rolled over on the spot, avoiding the person who came out of nowhere, and he was almost face to face with him Looking down at a face.

"you!"

After the kind old man dodged, he subconsciously touched the gun at his waist, but under the reminder of Chuck's eyes, he forced it down again, stood up again, and did not speak, but just stared at Chuck with burning eyes.

Chuck stared at him calmly.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time on the rooftop.

In the end, it was not surprising that the kind old man lost the battle, looking at Bo, Chuck had never lost before.

"who are you?"

The kind old man looked away slightly: "Why did you suddenly appear here? How did you come to me without noticing?"

"You know who I am."

"I don't like to hear people call me names," Chuck said.

"..."

The kind old man was speechless.

He didn't believe that Chuck came to him because of this, whether there are superpowers in this world, how could it be possible that he scolded a second before, and the person who was scolded appeared next to him the next second.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

The kind old man put away the binoculars, coughed lightly, said something, and then slowly backed away, preparing to leave the rooftop.

"You don't stop?"

The kind old man walked to the entrance and couldn't help but wondered when he saw that Chuck was motionless.

"You want me to stop you?"

Chuck asked back.

The kind old man took a deep look at Chuck: "Do you know who I am?"

"know."

Chuck nodded.

"who am I?"

The kind old man asked.

"For Angela, a guy who is more of a bastard than a bastard."

Chuck said straightforwardly.

The kind old man was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "How do you know?"

"I'm a detective."

Chuck said: "Although you have plastic surgery, your eyes and ears are not."

"With your eyes and ears, can you confirm my identity?"

The kind old man looked at Chuck in disbelief.

"Eyes can do it, ears can do it, you don't have to have both."

Chuck said frankly: "Everyone's eyes and ears are unique."

The kind old man looked at Chuck in amazement, and was speechless for a long time. If everyone was like Chuck, wouldn't his plastic surgery be in vain? Maybe he can think of a way for his ears, but he can't have plastic surgery for his eyes, right?
"wrong!"

The kind old man suddenly thought of something, and looked at Chuck warily: "Tell Angela that you don't know her family situation!"

"I really don't know."

Chuck said calmly, "But this doesn't prevent me from seeing your photos. Presumably you also saw that I was invited to the bone house to conduct experiments."

"..."

The corners of the kind old man's mouth twitched. As the woman's father, he really wanted to swear, the hell was invited to do the experiment.

It's just that he has no position to scold, because what Chuck said is indeed true.

That's right!

He is the target person that Angela came to find Chuck tonight, Dr. Bones' biological father who suddenly disappeared with her mother when she was 15 years old.

He had plastic surgery and changed his name, but he has always lived by his side.

Bones couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he called to invite Chuck over, and he saw it with his own eyes.

Although he does not agree with this way of life, there is no way to say anything.

Tonight, Angela, as her daughter's best friend, drank alcohol, but ran over to knock on the door of the man she had just had close contact with. As an old father, he immediately followed him to spy on him, fearing that his daughter's only best friend, Angela, would also be ostentatious. One set makes one set of green tea.

To his relief, Angela was not a rare best friend.

To his displeasure, Chuck was indeed a bastard, too rational and cold.

"Boy!"

The kind old man's eyes changed, and his whole temperament changed. He looked a little sharp, and looked directly at Chuck: "Now that you know who I am, then listen carefully. From now on, stay away from her."

"It's still the same sentence, she has my phone, and she will call me if necessary."

Chuck was indifferent to the sudden change in the old man's temperament: "This is her choice."

"Then you can also make your own choice and refuse to answer her call."

The old man squinted his eyes and said, "I checked you, and I don't deny that you are really powerful, but the greater your ability, the greater your ability to cause trouble. Look at those people you provoke. I often see your name listed on the dark web." On the assassination task list, I really don't know how you survived until now, I don't want her to get so close to a dangerous guy like you, I want to protect her!"

"I doubt it."

Chuck said calmly: "Maybe you have some ability, but this ability is not enough to be commended, otherwise it wouldn't be so many years, and you wouldn't dare to show up to meet your daughter."

"what do you know?!"

The old man said with some emotion: "I am for her safety, you have no idea how terrible those people are."

"The dead are not to be feared."

Chuck said frankly: "Especially for bones, the most reassuring thing for her is dead people, and dead people who have been dead for a long time and only have bones left."

"..."

The old man fell silent for a moment.

He understood what Chuck meant, if he was really capable, he would have wiped out those bad guys who could threaten his daughter's safety. It's the best outcome for my daughter.

Of course he thought too.

It's just that he can't do it!
If someone else said this, he would be able to laugh at the fact that the other party didn't understand anything, but for Chuck, who had the means to shock him, saying these things to him didn't seem to be completely empty jokes.

Maybe Chuck could really do this, and the father and daughter would be reunited long ago.

"How did you find out I'm here?"

The old man suppressed these tumbling thoughts, and after calming down, he asked a technical question, and before Chuck could answer, he said to himself, "Yes, I copied Angela's phone card, so I can monitor her The mobile phone, but there are always traces when the signal is transmitted, you are so powerful, naturally you will not let this behavior of monitoring you in disguise, there must be countermeasures, you can monitor the transmission of the signal around you, and then track it.”

Chuck didn't respond.

The old man was right, but he didn't need to actively monitor this.

He has Anna!

Seeing that showing his sharpness had no effect on Chuck, the old man regained his momentum and became the most harmless and kind old man. He took a deep look at Chuck and disappeared at the entrance.

New Hampshire.

refuge.

Underground room.

The girl in white, Anna, stared at the densely packed small TV screens with absent-minded eyes. The one in the middle was the view from the rooftop overlooking the city.

Close to the screen on the left side of the small TV in the middle, a strong man wearing a mask and covered in guns rushed into the place dressed as demons and ghosts, and killed them all. The boy tied in the middle burst into tears and laughter after being startled, and the howls and gunshots couldn't be suppressed.

On the screen on the right side of the small TV in the middle, a girl in red is practicing martial arts hard, rolling on the ground from time to time and shooting miniature darts from her wrist, hitting the target with precision.

Close to the screen below the small TV in the middle, there is a little girl carved in pink and jade, looking at an oil painting of herself, walking to the mirror, facing herself in the mirror, a mysterious and charming smile appeared on the corner of her left lip. With a wicked smile.

In the upper right corner, on the screen slightly connected to the small TV in the middle, is a plain-looking girl driving stakes outside the villa.

In the lower right corner, on the screen connected to the small TV in the middle, is a man with a hippie smile, holding his lovely daughter, and strolling in the mall with his beautiful wife.

In the upper left corner, on the screen that is connected to the small TV in the middle, is an Indian professional woman wearing a black silk skirt and high heels, observing in front of a door. After being discovered, her face changed instantly and she began to tell a story , dispelled the vigilance of the administrator, and let the administrator take out the key to open the door and enter the room smoothly.

A little farther to the left is a man with a forensic work permit hanging on his chest. He is observing a crime scene. He listens to his bald-headed colleague of Asian descent talking obscenely, with a stiff smile on his lips.

The girl in white, Anna, stretched out her hand tremblingly, and operated on the keyboard for a while. On the screen farther away, the figure of the kind old man disappeared and appeared on the left side of the middle screen. On the left side of the masked man who killed him, he smiled stiffly. The bottom of the forensic screen.

(End of this chapter)