The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 213 Chess Queen: Mom said that there is no one with a higher IQ than him in this world!
Little Leonard could only suppress his displeasure with Beth Harmon, an opponent who tried to attract the attention of his good friend Chuck, as his instructor reminded him, and walked to the table of No. 1 chessboard, pouted and sat down.

The other 11 players also took their seats.

Beth Harmon took a deep look at Chuck, then turned to face the 12 opponents already seated.

"She knows you, doesn't she?"

Jane couldn't help but look at Chuck.

"maybe."

Chuck said calmly.

"Speaking is not allowed during the chess game."

The instructor glanced at Jane and raised his voice slightly.

Jane smiled apologetically, then suppressed the many complaints in her heart, and watched the famous 1V12 scene around like other melon eaters.

"Shall I start now?"

Beth Harmon asked.

"Start with board number 1."

The instructor nodded and said: "Then there is chessboard No. 2, and the sequence goes on until board No. 12. They will play after you start all the chess games."

Beth Harmon walked to board number one.

"My name is Leonard Hofstadter, and I'm a good friend of Chuck's."

Little Leonard could only look up at Beth after sitting down, and when she came, he emphasized in a very low voice: "I will beat you."

Beth Harmon glanced at him, did not speak, just picked up the white pawn and moved it forward, then walked to the No. 2 chessboard, and started to play one by one.

Jane's eyes followed Beth Harmon's. When Beth walked to the center, she noticed the chalk writing on the blackboard. Some thoughts flashed in her mind, and she couldn't help opening her mouth to ask Chuck , but glanced at the instructor, pursed her lips and did not say anything, suddenly her eyes lit up, she stretched her hand to Chuck's back, and then began to write on Chuck's back: "This Beth Harmon is Wasn't it one of the two little girls in the car accident that Randy was talking about?"

"What are you doing?"

The plump woman, Linda, had no interest in the chess game. She kept scanning her surroundings, wanting to see her husband immediately, so she saw Jane's small movements and leaned over to whisper in a low voice.

"Shh."

Jane put her hand to her mouth to make a silence, and then silently explained what she was doing with her lips and facial expressions: "I'm asking Chuck a question."

"That's okay too?"

The plump woman Linda was amazed.

Can you know what to write by writing on the back with your finger through the clothes?

Then she saw Chuck nodding his head slightly, and Jane also showed a sure look, and continued to write on the back of Chuck with her fingers.

At this moment, her surprise was gone, and the discomfort of being stuffed with dog food appeared on her face, because in her eyes, how familiar and intimate it was to make this step!

Jane didn't notice Linda's envy, jealousy and discomfort, otherwise she would have to laugh at herself, because there is no intimacy and sweetness worth stuffing dog food at all, and the skill of writing directly behind the back is just Chuck's many "superpowers" 'It's just a kind of nothing.

And she discovered that the process of Chuck having this ability was not sweet at all. It can even be said that she felt similar to Linda now, and she also had the discomfort of being stuffed with dog food.

Lying on Chuck's back, with his chin resting on Chuck's shoulders, and staring at the resolute Chuck while running, all this is really beautiful and sweet.

The premise is that the sweetness is not interrupted by people looking back and shouting from time to time.

It's a pity that she can't do anything. She doesn't want to meet people's eyes, so she can only choose to bury her head like an ostrich, and use her fingers to paint on Chuck's back unconsciously.

"This Beth Harmon's mother is also a mathematician, do you know her?"

Jane continued.

"do not know."

Chuck shook his head.

Jane secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled at herself at her weird and unconstrained ideas.

Beth Harmon clearly knew Chuck's gaze and Beth Harmon's mother was a mathematician, which made her have a strange idea, that Chuck would not be the little girl's father, would he?

After all, Chuck was 23 and Beth Harmon was 9, so it was theoretically possible.

Now that Chuck doesn't even know Beth Harmon's mother, it is naturally impossible to be harmed by the low-probability incident of Resident Evil of the Umbrella Company.

She believed it was impossible for Chuck to lie to her.

Because of Chuck's level of brazenness and bluntness at times, there was no need to lie to her about this kind of thing!

Now that I think about it, the most likely reason is that Beth Harmon's mathematician mother knew Chuck, and even admired Chuck, a big man in the industry. There is a deep impression.

After all, I heard from Commissioner Randy Tischer that this poor little girl has been with her single mother, either sleeping in a motel or wandering in an RV. She has never had a father by her side since she was a child, looking at Chuck's photo, it may be true for her mother. Chuck, the industry idol who is often mentioned, has an empathetic reaction, and it is very possible that he subconsciously regards Chuck as his father.

As an FBI agent and having spent time with BUA, I have a certain understanding of this kind of psychological dislocation and empathy.

I heard from Dr. Reed that this kind of thing is very common in the United States, because there are a large number of single-parent families in the United States. When the child asks the question "Where is Dad?", many single mothers will point to the male host of the TV show The man said: "This is your father!"

Of course, this is only a small part. Most children in single-parent families still know who their father is. After all, their fathers are only challenged freely. We still have a chance to see their dad on this day.

Of course, those who should go back to prison will go back to prison, and those who should be challenged will continue to be challenged.

Beth Harmon's mother often drives her daughter home in a RV, and probably seldom watches TV. It is more likely to say that she casually points to the portrait of her idol.

While Jane was thinking about these messy things, Beth Harmon walked back and forth with a calm and indifferent expression, while the expressions of the 12 chess players changed one by one, staring at the board.

Although Jane didn't know chess, she came back to her senses and glanced at little Leonard to know what was going on.

Little Leonard saw sweat on his forehead, his eyes struggling, and at some point he took out the asthma spray from his pocket and put it directly near his mouth, breathing heavily.

For little Leonard, who has asthma, the stress can make it difficult for him to breathe, and he must use an asthma spray, otherwise he will not be able to breathe.

"he came!"

The plump woman Linda's suppressed excited voice rang in Jane's ear, attracting Jane's gaze, and looking along, she saw a tall and thin middle-aged man at the door at some point, with a confident expression on the corner of his mouth. Smiling, he waved his hand at the instructor who was trying to come over to greet him. He didn't even look at Beth Harmon's wonderful 1V12 duel, but just cast his eyes on Chuck with a playful expression.

"It's really thin!"

Jane crooked the building at the first thought.

After Jane pulled his sleeves, Chuck turned his head to look at the coming master, then withdrew his eyes and continued to pay attention to the game between Leonard Jr. and Beth Harmon.

Little Leonard raised his eyes frequently to look at Chuck, his expression revealing 'I'm going to lose', 'I'm going to lose to a little girl in front of Chuck', 'Why are there so many super geniuses', 'Will Chuck be right? I'm disappointed' in despair and fear.

Especially after the comrades around him helplessly brought down their king one by one to admit defeat, this panic and discomfort became more and more obvious.

"You should admit defeat."

Beth Harmon no longer needed to walk back and forth. After defeating 11 players, she stood in front of little Leonard and looked at the struggling little Leonard calmly.

"No!"

Little Leonard shook his head: "I can still come back!"

"Can't you see that you've already lost?"

Beth frowned, repeating the chess rules she learned from the old administrator in the basement of the Methuen Orphanage: "At this time, you should admit defeat with dignity."

"I haven't lost yet!"

Leonard Jr. insisted.

"They all say you are the best."

Beth Harmon shook her head. "But I trapped you in 15 moves, and it took me 6 more to checkmate you, and you couldn't see it."

Little Leonard's face flushed red, and he couldn't help but peek at Chuck, but what he saw was still expressionless and calm, without any tendentious feedback.

In the end, as Beth Harmon said, after 6 moves, Little Leonard was checked to death. He could only bow his head and put his king down to admit defeat, and then shouted to Beth Harmon who turned around and was about to leave: "You Did you really just learn chess?"

"It's been down for three weeks."

Beth Harmon said seriously.

"..."

Little Leonard was speechless, and smiled wryly at himself: "Well, Sheldon is right, I should be happy to accept the gift of "Modern Chess Opening Footwork", and I really should start chess again gone."

clap clap clap!
The instructor applauded first, and then everyone applauded for Beth Harmon's wonderful performance: "Gentlemen and ladies, let us welcome Mr. Patrick Kloster, the world champion and grand master, as Beth Harmon. Harmon presents the award!"

All eyes were on the tall and thin man at the door, and he walked up with a slight smile, looking around everyone: "It's really a wonderful game, I'm very happy to see a rising chess star here. Bring more surprises to the chess world.”

Speaking of this, he looked at Little Leonard and the others: "Now, can anyone tell me what is the most important thing for us to play chess?"

Little Leonard and the others looked at each other and discussed it. As the No. 1 chess player, Little Leonard said uncertainly, "In order to enjoy the joy of intellectual collision?"

"No! It's for winning!"

Patrick Kloster categorically denied this statement: "Only after winning can you be in the mood to talk about the joy of intellectual collision!"

"I told you a long time ago."

someone muttered.

Little Leonard’s mouth twitched. He actually had the same idea at the beginning, but he always felt that a big man like the world champion grand master would never say ‘such an incorrect thing’ in public, so he changed it temporarily. Who would have thought of the other party? So straightforward.

"I love the feeling of winning!"

Patrick Kloster shifted his gaze to Chuck and met Chuck's eyes: "And I always win in the end! So I am full of joy and passion every day."

Speaking of this, he looked at his wife Linda and teased jokingly: "I think my wife has the deepest understanding of this."

Others who didn't know the inside story coaxed into laughter, thinking that this world champion grandmaster was quite down-to-earth.

But Jane, who knew the inside story, looked angry when she heard these words, because she could hear the strong provocative meaning in it. This is not down-to-earth, it is clearly a down-to-earth mansion!

She was absolutely sure.

This world champion grandmaster is really crazy, arrogantly trying to find excitement from Chuck.

"Next set?"

Chuck stepped forward and motioned to Patrick Kloster.

"Sorry, who are you?"

Patrick Kloster acted like he didn't know Chuck.

"You know exactly who Chuck is!"

Jane airway.

"This lady, perhaps this gentleman is famous."

Patrick Kloster smiled and said: "But for those of us who only pay attention to chess, we really don't know who he is. I believe that there is no such gentleman among the celebrities in the chess world."

"So, don't you dare?"

Jane suddenly smiled.

"I don't have the word dare in my dictionary."

Patrick Kloster's smile became colder: "It's just that if anyone wants to play against me, I don't have so much time to waste. Next week, I will participate in the world championship challenger match in Rejing and win my The second world championship trophy."

Speaking of this, he looked at Chuck with a half-smile: "If you can participate, maybe we can play the next game. Now let's present awards to our new chess stars."

"it is good!"

The instructor also saw that there was a smell of gunpowder that he didn't know, so he quickly smoothed things over, brought the gift specially prepared for Beth Harmon, and handed it to Patrick Kloster, asking the other party to give Beth Harmon a gift. Awards.

"Congratulations!"

Patrick Kloster took the gift, and then handed it to Beth Harmon who had been silent all the time with a smile.

"I don't want a present."

Beth Harmon did not accept the gift, but stared at Patrick Kloster standing in front of her: "I want to play a game with you!"

Patrick Kloster was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbfounded: "Son, don't be so anxious, as long as you keep working hard, you will have a chance in the future. It can be seen that you are very talented, but you are not suitable to play with me now. Believe me, you don't like the feeling of failure, it will make it difficult for you to get out, let's upgrade step by step."

"No, I'm going to play with you now!"

Beth Harmon's eyes persisted.

"why?"

Patrick Kloster frowned.

"Because after I win you, I can play against him."

As Beth Harmon said, she turned her head and pointed at Chuck.

"..."

Patrick Kloster's smile faltered and his face darkened.

Jane laughed unkindly, and her favorability for Beth Harmon soared at this moment, because Beth Harmon's move was clearly saying that Chuck was far more powerful than the world champion grandmaster in front of her.

"You know I'm the world champion, right?"

Patrick Kloster squinted down at the stubborn little girl.

"I know."

Beth Harmon nodded and said with an unchanged expression: "But I also know that you are definitely not as smart as him, because my mother said that no one in this world has a higher IQ than him! I believe in my mother!"

(End of this chapter)