The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 238 Oil Painting Beauty: Where's My Sister?
Two weeks later.

brother.

"professor."

"Professor Viknell."

The middle-aged man with red hair and light beard faced other people's greetings, and the gentleman responded with a nod and a smile. He walked through the corridor with his briefcase and came to his office.

As soon as he opened the door, his eyes were attracted by a picturesque figure.

He didn't say anything. Someone suddenly appeared in his office, closed the door quietly, and then called out to the beauty who was looking at the oil painting on the wall, "Jamie, you're here."

"Weird?"

The beauty who turned her back to look at the oil painting did not turn around, her voice was very cold.

"Do not."

A faint wry smile appeared on Professor Viknell's face.

"I will hand over the organization of this part of New York to you to supervise."

The beauty turned around, and it was Anna's sister who painted the beauty in oil. She looked at Professor Viknell and said calmly, "You should see what I expect of you."

"I know."

A gleam of admiration flashed in Professor Viknell's eyes.

If the beauty in front of me is the Queen of Crime, then he is the prince she placed high hopes on, who can inherit her throne in the future.

Of course, he wanted to be a king more than a prince.

He always felt like he had a chance.

After all, not only does the throne need someone to inherit it, but the perfect genes belonging to the queen also need the help of a man to pass it on.

He can be expected to be high, which in itself is a manifestation of strength. Who in the organization is more suitable for the queen than him?
All of this naturally requires the approval of the queen, and he believes that there will be such a day.

But with the appearance of that man, the Queen's behavior deviated from absolute rationality. I don't know why so many completely unnecessary resources were invested in this man.

This made him feel a sense of crisis.

It's not that he can't see the advantages of this man, but he doesn't feel that these advantages are enough to replace him.

But the premise of all this is that the queen is still the absolutely rational crime queen.

And this global crime queen named Jamie Moriarty is just a beautiful woman in her thirties.

He had to suspect that she had fallen in love with this man irrationally.

And blind love is a completely unnecessary danger for people like them.

This was the most important motive for him to secretly kill Chuck when his subordinates reported to him and applied to get rid of Chuck.

He thought it was good for her!

It's a pity that it failed.

And the consequences were more serious than he imagined.

"How did you supervise this area for me?"

The oil painting beauty looked at him expressionlessly: "Or tell me, how many people are still under your supervision in this huge New York?"

"He did all of this!"

Professor Vicknell explained: "We just need to get rid of him and everything can go back to normal."

"Tell me, how many people are left?"

The oil painting beauty repeated.

"I'm the only one left."

Professor Viknell lowered his head slightly: "I admit that his ability is beyond my imagination. It took two weeks to find out all my subordinates and kill them all. It is hard for me to imagine how he did it... This is more proof. In my opinion, he is a great threat to the organization and you, we should kill him..."

The oil painting beauty just looked at him and stopped talking.

He couldn't continue talking, because he knew that she didn't want to listen to him anymore.

"why?"

Professor Vickernell had a premonition that his life was counting down, and like his subordinate Agent Babbage, he asked the doubts in his heart: "Why do you treat him so differently? Obviously you gave the order yourself at the beginning, and you hate private detectives !"

That's right!

As the second-in-command of the organization that oversees New York, the bald killer ordered them to assassinate Chuck, and he personally issued the order.

"I never looked at him differently."

The oil painting beauty shook her head: "Until now, I also hate him very much!"

Professor Vickernell stared into her eyes, trying to catch signs that she had lied to him, but to no avail.

But he was not happy, on the contrary, he became more and more heavy-hearted.

Because there is no need for her to lie to him at this moment.

"why?"

Professor Vickernell staggered and sat on the sofa unsteadily, feeling the passing of life, said shyly.

He desperately needs a reason, so that he can convince himself that the perfect queen of crime is not blinded by blind love and deluded herself.

The beauty in the oil painting raised her hand to look at the time, walked over, squatted down and looked into his eyes, and murmured in a low voice: "Because he is my sister's eyeball, and my sister is my only relative in this world." , but now because you didn't obey my ban and wanted to poke her eyeballs, she annihilated all your subordinates and disappeared after venting."

Speaking of this, her voice was extremely indifferent: "So, you should die!"

"Your sister?"

Professor Vickernell was stunned, and lay on the sofa weakly. With the last bit of strength, he raised his head and stared at the oil painting beauty, trying to distinguish whether it was true or false.

Where is my sister?
Why is my sister so powerful that she killed all his subordinates?

Isn't it Chuck Wolfe?
With endless doubts, he swallowed his breath.

The oil painting beauty reached out her hand to check, and after confirming that he was dead, she got up and sent a text message, and then left quietly.

After a while.

A figure walked in, faced the dead Professor Viknell, started the cleaning work without any response, and packed him away.

Central Park Cafe.

"Look, what a beautiful woman!"

As soon as Joey walked in, his eyes widened, and he pushed his roommate, Chandler, to signal him to look.

"Wow!"

Chandler looked up, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's really beautiful, Joey, you're lucky!"

"You mean I went up to strike up a conversation?"

Joey pretended to be reserved: "This is not very good, she seems to be waiting for someone."

"Are you Chandler Bing?"

Chandler asked inexplicably.

"of course not."

Joey froze for a moment, looking at Chandler puzzled.

"That's fine."

Chandler laughed at himself and complained: "For Chandler Bing, such a peerless beauty, it is of course no use to be frustrated like him, but you are not Chandler Bing, you are Joey Tribbiani what!"

"correct."

Joey pursed his lips and nodded, with a persuaded expression: "I'm Joey Tribbiani!"

In fact, without any reason or excuse, he would still strike up a conversation.

He tidied himself up, then walked over excitedly, and showed a classic Qiao's smile to the beautiful woman sitting by the window: "Hi, I'm Joey, how you doing~"

At this time, Ross walked in, saw this scene, and walked up to Chandler in a daze, and said in an uncertain tone: "Chandler, am I right? That's Professor Alicia Harper? Joey is flirting with Professor Alicia Harper?"

"You read that right!"

Chandler sneered: "Joy always thinks he's unparalleled in charm, and it's time for him to run into trouble."

"She's a married woman..."

Ross never took his eyes off Professor Alicia Harper, and said foolishly, "It's not good for Joey."

"Then do you want to replace me?"

Chandler looked at him with a half-smile.

"Can I?"

Rose subconsciously exposed his thoughts.

"Are you a married man?"

Chandler sneered.

"..."

Ross glared at the words.

But compared to usual, he decided to forgive Chandler angrily, because he was in a very good mood today, and he felt that Chandler's words were not so ironic.

It is also beneficial to be a married man!
He immediately began to arrange his hair and clothes, ready to go.

as predicted.

Soon, the prodigal son Joey returned in despair.

"How about it?"

Chandler quipped, "Has it worked?"

"She's waiting for a friend."

Joey laughed awkwardly: "And she is married, I didn't see the ring on her hand just now..."

"Haven't you seen such a big ring?"

Chandler mocked: "Where are you looking?"

"I'm going to say hello to Professor Alicia Harper..."

Rose pretended to explain his 'reasonable motives', and walked there dillydally.

"He knew her?"

Joey's eyes widened: "Professor Alicia Harper? This name is so familiar... I seem to have heard it somewhere."

"Let me give you a hint, Monica's imaginary enemy."

Chandler teased.

"Oh, it's her!"

Joey patted his forehead, shook his fingers, and suddenly realized: "Chuck's physics professor, OMG! So it's her! No wonder Monica always treats her as an imaginary rival in love, and she is the most important one!"

Monica had just met Chuck not long ago, and was very worried about her relationship with Chuck. As old friends, Joey and the others witnessed the whole process, so they naturally heard the name of Professor Alicia Harper.

Among them, Ross met Professor Alicia Harper, and Chandler also met after becoming Chuck's assistant.

Among the three men among the old friends, only Joey only heard his name but didn't see him. Now he sighs that his reputation is well-deserved, and he is even more famous when he meets him!

"Huh! No!"

Joey looked at Chandler belatedly: "Since you know she is Professor Alicia Harper, then you still let me strike up a conversation?"

"That's more interesting."

Chandler shrugged, "Maybe you can do what Chuck hasn't done!"

"Sounds interesting."

Joey pursed his lips and nodded again, but soon shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, I have this self-knowledge, what can I compare with Chuck! Tell me, is it Chuck she is waiting for?"

"I hope so."

Chandler played with taste: "Then it will be wonderful."

"You mean..."

Joey immediately thought of the Shura field, and laughed straight away.

This is Monica's site, and Monica's apartment is upstairs. If Professor Alicia Harper is waiting for Chuck, it will be a real Shura... And he likes watching women fight the most, especially Or beauties fighting.

It's too exciting!

"I'll call Monica right away!"

Joey didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Chandler didn't stop either, because he knew it wasn't waiting for Chuck at all.

Neither Chuck nor Professor Alicia Harper was the type to prod someone for the sake of prodding.

Ross quickly retreated.

"How about it?"

Chandler joked, "Have you learned the same physics knowledge as Chuck?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just saying hello to her. We're all scientists...I'm not the kind of Joey who would harass others even though she knew she was married!"

After the failure, Rose's mouth was particularly hard.

"cut!"

Joey snorted.

Monica came down quickly and saw Professor Alicia Harper at a glance. Under the eyes of everyone gossiping, she walked over directly: "Alicia, why are you here?"

"Monica."

Professor Alicia Harper greeted Monica with a natural smile, let Monica sit down, and then explained: "I'm waiting for a friend."

"What friend?"

Monica asked subconsciously, and realized something was wrong as soon as she said it, and quickly added a sentence: "If it's inconvenient to say, forget it."

Ok.

It doesn't matter if you don't say it, anyway, she will definitely see it later.

"What's the inconvenience?"

Professor Alicia Harper smiled and said: "I have a pen pal who has a high level of accomplishment in painting and other arts. We have been communicating with each other. I just found out recently that she has come to New York, so we made an appointment to meet up."

"she?"

Monica grasped the point immediately, and the smile on her face became more sincere in an instant: "What does she do?"

"I didn't ask in detail, it should be engaged in art work."

Professor Alicia Harper shook her head and said, "Probably a painter."

Monica looked at her longingly, and her heart moved, and she looked at her carefully.

"what happened?"

Professor Alicia Harper also noticed Monica's strange sizing, put away her thoughts, and looked over suspiciously.

"It's nothing."

Naturally, Monica couldn't express her unreasonable thoughts, and said with a smile: "My friends are all over there, so I won't bother you when I pass by."

Professor Alicia Harper followed Monica's pointing, smiled at Rose and Joey who were embarrassed to wave to her, looked away, and looked sideways out of the window.

"How to say?"

Joey asked with eyes full of gossip.

"What do you say!"

Monica glared angrily at Joey, who wished she would fight with Professor Alicia Harper immediately.

"Is she waiting for Chuck?"

Rose couldn't help provoking sourly.

"of course not!"

Monica knew what her elder brother was thinking, and when she thought of the thoughts that had moved in her heart just now, she said with a half-smile: "Don't think about it, or you will definitely regret it!"

"What do I regret?"

Ross was unconvinced.

"Ha ha."

Monica smiled without saying a word.

Just as the old friends were chatting and laughing, when the door of the store rang, a graceful figure walked in.

"Hiss! So beautiful!"

"It has a good vibe!"

Joey and the others suddenly looked like pig brothers, and even Monica was a little absent-minded. Under the watchful eyes of her old friends, the beauty looked around and walked towards Professor Alicia Harper.

"Eileen Klein."

"Alicia Harper."

Professor Alicia Harper stood up and shook hands with the beautiful woman who introduced herself. This picturesque scene stunned everyone.

(End of this chapter)