The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 241 Candle Red Wine...and She Laughing Maniacally!
"Chuck."

Professor Alicia Harper followed Chuck, blushing with embarrassment, and hesitated to speak: "It's not what you think..."

"You don't need to explain to me."

Chuck said calmly.

"..."

Professor Alicia Harper was speechless.

Of course she didn't want to explain to Chuck either.

But Naihe was seen by Chuck just now, if she didn't explain, she always felt inappropriate.

"We're just pen pals."

Professor Alicia Harper spoke a thousand words, but finally turned into the simplest identification.

"I know."

Chuck nodded.

"...I don't want others to know about this."

Professor Alicia Harper finally said what she really wanted to say.

"it is good."

Chuck agreed succinctly.

Although he has the soul of gossip, he is not a gossip person.

And today's matter, not telling others, is also beneficial to him.

After all, the existence of Anna is not only Irene's weakness, but also his weakness. It is everyone's common interest not to disclose any information that may be exposed.

Seeing that Chuck agreed, Professor Alicia Harper slowed down, nodded, turned around and glanced at Irene who was beckoning to her in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room. Seeing the action of the other party, her face changed Turned red, turned around, and left quickly.

Monica's apartment.

dong dong dong.

dong dong dong.

dong dong dong.

Hearing the familiar knock on the door, Monica was pleasantly surprised, and hurried over to open the door: "Chuck, you're here."

"I am coming."

Chuck didn't explain why he came to visit suddenly, he walked in after speaking, scanned the apartment, and found that Howard Jr. was also there.

"Hi."

Under the threat of his cousin, Little Howard tried his best to control his innate talent, so he greeted Chuck with a weird face.

"Howard, you can go!"

Monica not only gave a threatening look with her eyes, but also drove away immediately after Howard Jr. said hello.

"do not."

Little Howard glanced at Rachel and Phoebe, who were smiling and greeting Chuck, and left wherever he wanted, with a playful smile, "Dr. Wolfe is the idol of my friends and I, and I want to accept more of his influence. "

"Need not!"

Monica ignored it at all and directly vetoed it: "Little Leonard will accept Chuck's influence. It is enough for you to follow Little Leonard and be influenced by him. I will ask Ross to send you back."

Later, she still has some gossip she wants to ask Chuck. Of course, she can't let the extremely wretched little cousin eavesdrop.

So no matter how little Howard begged, Monica called Ross and sent Little Howard away.

"Chuck, did you see Alicia's pen pal?"

As soon as the extra people left, the soul of gossip began to burn, and Rachel asked the most crucial gossip for Monica.

"I saw it."

Chuck nodded.

"Is that Chandler?"

Monica's eyes were a little dangerous.

She really didn't want Chuck to see Erin.

no way!
With Irene's looks and temperament, she looked a little bent, and she felt too threatening.

"No."

Chuck straightforwardly said that he needed to see Irene to handle the case.

"So that's how it is..."

Rachel and Phoebe dragged their voices and said, looking at Monica with weird eyes, full of 'this might as well be what Chandler said'!
No matter how you look at it, it's a bit of fate, and it can't be stopped, but it's much more serious than the backstab of old friend Chandler.

Chuck knew what they were thinking, but he didn't explain that it was not fate, but calculation.

No matter what, she would always appear before his eyes.

"Did she help you?"

Monica smiled a bit reluctantly.

"It helped."

Chuck nodded: "I already have an answer to the case."

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

Monica forced a smile.

Chuck chatted with them for a while, and after the watch on his wrist vibrated slightly, he knew that there was no remote monitoring equipment here, so he ended the conversation honestly: "Monica, do you have time for scientific research? ?”

"Now?"

"what?"

"Understood, understood!"

As soon as Chuck said such straightforward words, the expressions of the three of Monica were different. Monica looked at the two girlfriends with some embarrassment, while the girlfriends Rachel and Phoebe looked at each other, and after expressing their surprise with wide eyes. , just got up and left knowingly.

"I'm going to take a shower now."

Seeing this, Monica didn't pretend anymore, and got up excitedly to get ready.

In the world of American TV dramas, there is no such thing as daylight. This is a normal scientific research activity and a manifestation of affection.

"it is good."

Chuck nodded and followed her.

"You are this?"

Monica looked at Chuck who was following her in surprise and joy, and an incredible thought came to her mind.

Does Chuck want a mandarin duck bath?
"No."

Chuck shook his head: "I have something to ask you while you are washing up."

"Oh."

Monica was a little disappointed, but more curious: "Just ask."

"Did a stranger come over just now?"

Chuck asked.

"stranger?"

Monica was taken aback, thought for a while and said, "Apart from Howard, a new resident came to Mr. Huck's apartment downstairs, also a girl. She came to say hello to us and chatted for a while. Why are you asking this?"

"What does she look like?"

Chuck continued.

"Very ordinary, far below the experimental baseline."

Monica blurted out.

"Specific appearance description."

Chuck had already taken the pen and paper and reminded.

"Oh, you meant to sketch her."

Monica is also Chuck's old research partner. She immediately understood Chuck's purpose, and asked with a nervous expression, "Who is she? Is there any problem?"

"She's not a nice person."

Chuck said something, seeing her nervous, he comforted her, "Don't worry."

"Ah."

Monica took a deep breath and began to describe the appearance of the woman she saw. Under Chuck's repeated corrections and reminders, a face that was almost the same as she saw gradually appeared in the sketch.

"It's her!"

Monica nodded: "What's going on?"

"You don't have to worry about it."

Chuck raised his decorative glasses, looked at the sketch for a few more seconds, then put away the sketch, and reminded, "Wash up quickly, I have to wash up."

"Continue?"

Monica was stunned.

This is obviously dangerous and wrong, is it appropriate to still do that kind of thing?

But don't tell me, when Chuck said this, her nervousness was relieved a lot, and she completely believed Chuck's words, so it shouldn't be a big problem, otherwise Chuck wouldn't just stop doing business and continue to do scientific research during the day.

After a hearty scientific research.

"Why are you so troublesome, go directly to the apartment downstairs to have a look, maybe she's still there..."

Monica, who exudes a comfortable and transparent whole body, looked at Chuck who got up, and couldn't help muttering casually, but when Chuck turned around and looked over, she couldn't continue, and smiled: "My Wrong, she is obviously pretending, how could she really live downstairs."

"Don't tell anyone about it."

Chuck explained.

"it is good."

Monica laughed.

She wished for more of this kind of secret that only she and Chuck knew.

Chuck didn't say anything more. After cleaning the apartment, he left the apartment, raised his decorative glasses, and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Have you found it?"

The watch on his wrist vibrated undetectably.

Chuck took out his mobile phone, and saw that the mobile phone was already on, and the information of the woman in the sketch appeared on the screen.

"Keep an eye on it."

Chuck said to himself: "The invisible hand is the most powerful when she is invisible. I hope she can take care of herself and don't trust herself too much...challenge my tolerance."

New Jersey.

Professor Harper's home.

When Professor Alicia Harper came back from Columbia University, she exuded a different kind of vitality. As soon as she got home, she cleaned up the housework and arranged dinner.

"John, you're back."

When her husband came back, she greeted her with a smile.

"Ah."

Professor John Harper stared blankly at his wife who greeted him in high spirits, and nodded. The briefcase in his hand was taken by his wife, and he was also pulled into the house by his wife who stood still.

Since the two had a big fight, they have been fighting for several months.

He didn't really feel anything.

Because he was devoted to solving the mathematical problem of P=NP, the cold war with his wife not only did not make him uncomfortable, but made him return to the depressed atmosphere before the red bear disintegrated with motivation. a feeling of.

Recently, he has been inspired a lot, and has advanced a lot in the equation.

Seeing his wife like this now, he is in a complicated mood, rationality makes him want to say, don't be like this, let's continue the cold war, but not much sensibility makes him understand that if he really said that, then their husband and wife relationship will be completely over.

Professor Alicia Harper put away her husband's briefcase, pushed her husband to sit at the dining table, hummed a song, and began to serve the dishes.

Candles and red wine were already lit on the long table.

After Professor Alicia Harper served the carefully prepared dinner, she turned off the light, told her husband to wait a while, and went back to the bedroom. When she came out, under the dim candlelight, the beautiful and heartfelt beauty walked away out.

Even Professor John Harper, who only had math problems in his mind, was a little carried away at this moment.

The well-dressed Professor Alicia Harper was very satisfied with her husband's absent-minded gaze. She walked around in front of her husband and returned to the opposite side of her husband. The couple sat opposite each other across a long table.

"John, remember how we met?"

Professor Alicia Harper raised her goblet, swirled the red wine in the glass, opened her red lips lightly, her voice was slightly hoarse, and her eyes were a little blurred.

"I remember."

Affected by this atmosphere, Professor John Harper also recalled the beautiful past with his wife, and smiled shyly: "At that time, I devoted myself to research, but the school forced me to take classes, because I was a professor and had to have Certain teaching tasks to impart knowledge to young scientists."

"like me."

Professor Alicia Harper answered with a smile.

"Correct."

Professor John Harper nodded, looked at his charming wife, and fell into memories: "I walked over reluctantly, just wanting to go up and finish quickly, but didn't want to be under construction downstairs, it was very noisy, which made me Very upset, so I went over and closed everyone's windows, trying to block out as much noise as possible.

Then the students walked out of you, saying that the weather was too hot to close the window, and then you got up and walked to the window, and said a few words to the construction workers downstairs, asking them to take a break for a class, the workers happily Agree, and then you tell me, the problem is solved, you can go to class, no one can refuse your charm! "

"Actually, I just wanted to attract your attention."

Professor Alicia Harper took a sip of red wine into her throat, felt the alcohol flowing in her body, and went back to the past with blurred eyes, and murmured: "At that time, I just went to college, and all I could do was study hard.

In order to go to university, I worked part-time for a long time to make up enough tuition fees. My biggest goal is to achieve success in my studies.

But after seeing you, I was attracted by you. You are the super genius professor in the school and the prince of mathematics. "

Professor John Harper was very happy when he heard his wife's love words, but he was dull and said only: "The current prince of mathematics is Dr. Wolff. If he was in the same era as me at that time, I would not be considered a mathematics student at all." prince."

"..."

Professor Alicia Harper was in a good mood, and she really wanted to complain about why Chuck was mentioned at this moment, but then she thought of what happened during the day, Qianqiansu couldn't help touching her forehead, her face was hot, but fortunately, Under the cover of red wine and candlelight, her husband did not pay attention.

Then she smiled self-consciously, because even during the day, her husband would not notice her abnormality at all.

"How is Dr. Wolff lately..."

Professor John Harper didn't pay attention to his wife's silence. After mentioning Chuck, all his attention was diverted immediately. The perfect atmosphere of red wine candles disappeared. He only cared about Chuck's current situation in his heart. And the endless annoyance and regret that the last organized math scavenger hunt was sabotaged.

"Don't mention him."

Professor Alicia Harper listened to her husband chattering about Chuck, and couldn't help but think of another figure in her mind. She trembled physically and mentally, shook her head quickly, got up, walked behind her husband, and wrapped her arms around her husband's neck , Whispering, all kinds of symptoms are telling the most basic requirements of a wife to her husband.

"You let go."

Professor John Harper was talking about his various greetings and concerns for Chuck, as well as his hope of cooperating with Chuck on some key aspects of the P=NP problem. Suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable breathing, bowed his head Look, I saw his wife's arm hugging his neck, she pulled it away and frowned.

"I do not!"

Professor Alicia Harper was greatly stimulated and emotional today, and naturally it was impossible to obey her husband's request of a straight man of steel.

"You let go...you let go!"

Professor John Harper's mind was full of equations, and he had a flash of inspiration. He saw that his wife did not let go, but hugged him even tighter. He was upset, and he increased his strength and directly pulled his wife's arm away. With force, he pushed his wife to the ground.

"Sorry, I don't want to... I have work to do."

Professor John Harper looked at his wife who fell to the ground, his eyes were a little unbearable, but the flash of inspiration in his mind made him unwilling to stay here to care about his wife's feelings.

He has more important work!

So he hurried into the study, and began to catch the fleeting inspiration in his mind.

Under the dim candlelight, Professor Alicia Harper fell to the ground. Feeling the dress, she tried hard to get up, but failed for a while. Looking at the closed study, she suddenly had no idea of ​​getting up in a hurry. , lying directly on the floor, looking at the shadow of the candlelight on the ceiling in a trance, everything about the acquaintance and love with her husband flashed in my mind.

Then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth involuntarily, and soon the smile widened and became extremely abnormal, and a burst of weird laughter came out of her mouth.

"Hahaha……"

The laughter was getting louder and louder, but she didn't notice it, and laughed wildly with all her strength, without stopping.

When Professor John Harper was disturbed and had to come out, what he saw was his wife lying there laughing wildly, with blue veins appearing on her forehead, but she didn't want to stop at all.

At this moment, he, who wanted to blame his wife for destroying his inspiration, suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and realized that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)