The daily life of American drama detective

"why?"

Although the beautiful doctor Cameron didn't like Little Sheldon's seriousness, he felt distressed seeing Little Sheldon being scared like this, so he hurriedly asked for help.

"Because there is a homeless man's autopsy report in the morgue, which is somewhat similar to his."

While Dr. House replied, he continued to look at Little Sheldon jokingly.

"Don't scare him!"

The beautiful doctor Cameron was dissatisfied.

"I just admire his sharpness!"

Dr. House laughed and said, "And it is this kind of sensitivity that may have helped us discover a murder case!"

Speaking of this, he looked at Little Sheldon maliciously: "So, are you coming together?"

"..."

Little Sheldon froze, about to cry.

Most people in the morgue would stay away with respect, let alone someone as timid as him who could be chased up a tree to avoid him.

"Since it's all right, I'll take him back first."

Professor Alicia Harper took the initiative: "Chuck, are you together?"

"Oh, that won't work!"

Dr. House immediately interrupted: "You can leave, but he must stay. I still want to let him see my miraculous process of solving the case... Besides, there are nuns and wives who need his help."

"You drive him back first."

Chuck chose to stay.

Professor Alicia Harper glanced at him, nodded, and pulled Little Sheldon, who was frozen there, out of the hospital.

"see it?"

Dr. House winked at his good friend Dr. Wilson: "As soon as he heard about Mrs. Nun, he chose to stay~"

"Why don't you tell me what you found?"

Dr. Wilson ignored Dr. House's provocation again, and got angry.

"follow me!"

Dr. House limped to the morgue in the basement of the hospital: "When I was resting in the morgue, I found an interesting corpse, which belonged to a homeless man. On the surface, he died of influenza, but the autopsy Then I found out that the flu wasn't really the cause of all this, do you guys know what is?"

"Soda."

Chuck said calmly.

"That's right!"

Dr. House smiled and said: "There are a lot of local soda bottles in his belongings. The kid just said that the soda taste is not right, and their biochemical signs are obviously similar, so I guess this soda is really there. question!"

"I've also drank that soda, no problem."

Dr. Wilson retorted.

"In that case, you try this!"

At this time, the four of them had already walked into the morgue, and Dr. House took out a glass soda bottle from the garbage dump and handed it to his good friend.

"..."

Doctor Wilson backed away in disgust: "I don't know how to drink this!"

"I remember you drinking too?"

Dr. House handed the discarded glass soda bottle to the beautiful doctor Cameron.

"What exactly do you suspect?"

The beautiful doctor Cameron watched Dr. House shaking the discarded glass soda bottle, gathering the leftover liquid in front of her eyes, and took a step back: "The soda manufacturer produced defective products, which led to the death of people drinking it? Incredible."

"Is it impossible?"

Dr. House looked at Chuck.

"Maybe, there are too many technologies and hard work!"

Chuck nodded: "According to the existing information, the gimmick of local soda is that there are no preservatives and other additives.

But you can't look at what they say, but look at what they do.

Although Sheldon is troublesome and often thinks of minor problems as terminal illnesses, he will not make such a big mistake in terms of taste.

Since he said that there is something wrong with the taste of the soda, then most likely there is something wrong. You have an inspection room, just test it directly. "

Dr. House looked at the beautiful doctor Cameron.

The beautiful doctor Cameron immediately knew what he should do, turned around and walked out: "I'll go buy it right away."

"Do you want to make a bet?"

Dr. House smiled and said, "I bet the formula of soda must have been changed, resulting in a batch of defective products, but because of the cost of the recall, they were unwilling to recall and allowed these batches of defective products to continue to circulate in the market, resulting in the current situation .”

"I hope not."

Doctor Wilson sighed.

"What about you?"

Dr. House doesn't let go of the silent Chuck.

"I bet you don't care."

Chuck said blankly.

"Of course I care. This is one of my favorite places to hide. These people are my family. If you don't believe me, ask Wilson."

Doctor House said funny.

"House!"

Even though Dr. Wilson knew that his good friends liked to be funny, he still didn't like such words.

How can anyone take the corpses of various ways of death in the morgue as family members!

This is so inauspicious!

"Wilson, do you know the nun's wife's husband?"

Dr. House said suddenly.

"I've seen the photos, what's wrong?"

Doctor Wilson was taken aback.

"You're in luck."

Dr. House smiled and said, "Perhaps you don't need to use the paralyzed detective, you can also help your nun wife find a husband, or in your favorite way."

"You are too much."

Following the reminder of his good friend, Dr. Wilson looked at the rows of corpses in the mortuary, scolding his good friend, but his heart moved.

"I just want to remind you that it's your own decision whether to watch it or not."

Doctor House shrugged.

At this time, the beautiful doctor Cameron had already bought the soda.

“Very refreshing!”

Dr. House took it, unscrewed the bottle cap directly, took a sip into his mouth, and then filled his mouth with the residual liquid that the homeless man drank before.

"you!"

The beautiful doctor Cameron tried to stop it, but it was too late.

"What's wrong with me?"

Doctor House shrugged disapprovingly.

"You know there's something wrong with this soda if you're right, and don't you think it's dirty?"

The beautiful doctor Cameron was speechless.

"Of course I'm right!"

Dr. House said indifferently: "Don't be nervous, even if there is a problem with this soda, the homeless man will drink a lot of bottles in one go before the problem occurs.

You are also a doctor, and you should know that it doesn’t make any sense to talk about toxicity regardless of dosage, unless of course that little guy is right, your doctor’s certificate is really forged~”

"...Did you taste anything?"

The beautiful doctor Cameron didn't want to be teased about the doctor's certificate anymore, and complained: "Do I still need to take this to the laboratory for testing?"

"Of course there is a problem."

Dr. House said venomously, "Otherwise, you think I like to drink the leftovers from homeless men..."

Speaking of which, he looked at Chuck: "Look! Look! He looked at me with that look again, as if to say, 'You just like it, because you are from a corrupt country'..."

"Do not make jokes!"

The beautiful doctor Cameron looked serious: "This soda is produced on a large scale. If what you said is true, there must be a large number of problematic defective products in circulation, endangering the lives of many people. We must act immediately. "

"You go to the laboratory to test and come to a conclusion that can stand the test as soon as possible."

Chuck took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "I will notify the police and start investigating this case."

"it is good!"

The beautiful doctor Cameron immediately went to look through the garbage bags, found other soda bottles with residual liquid, and went to the laboratory to test the ingredients together with the soda bottles he bought.

Chuck notified Director Randy Tischer and also went outside the hospital, planning to go directly to the local soda manufacturer for on-the-spot investigation.

"Damn, wait for me!"

Dr. House chased after him: "This is the eucalyptus I discovered, and I want to participate!"

Chuck answered him with practical actions.

Dr. House chased after him for a while, and found that Chuck was getting faster and faster. He couldn't keep up at all, so he could only stop, touched his aching leg, a glint of depression flashed in his eyes, and he turned around without seeing Good Kee The friend followed, and the corner of the mouth reappeared with a slight curvature.

"Have you found it?"

Back at the morgue, Dr. House leaned against the door, took out painkillers from his pocket, stuffed an unknown number of pills into his mouth, and looked playfully at his good friend Wilson who was secretly looking at the corpse.

"Thank goodness, no."

Dr. Wilson was a little embarrassed.

"I didn't expect it!"

Dr. House looked at his good friend with strange eyes, with an expression of "I didn't expect that you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would betray you."

"What happened to you?"

Doctor Wilson said helplessly.

"According to the understanding of ordinary people, you should say it's a pity, no."

Dr. House said: "But you said thank God, no, it only shows that you sincerely hope that her husband is still alive, but in that case, you have no hope, don't tell me that as long as she is happy, you can't It's okay to have her, you know I don't believe in that! I only believe in selfishness and that everyone lies!
So don't lie to me!
And if your words are not lying, then there is only one possibility, that you sincerely hope that her husband is still alive.

You like her again.

So the conclusion is obvious, you are a nun wife connoisseur!

If she loses that identity, maybe she'll be less attractive to you. "

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Doctor Wilson interrupted with a frown.

"Don't rush to deny it!"

But Dr. House didn't let him go, and said with a poisonous tongue: "Don't you think I didn't see that she was still wearing a cross around her neck? God, the way of salvation is there! If it were me, I would also want to hear her preaching to me , looking down at me, shouting out to God~"

Dr. Wilson walked over directly, grabbed the crutch from Dr. House's hand, and walked away with a cold face.

"This trick again? You learned badly from that facial paralysis!"

Doctor House supported the wall to stabilize his body, and shouted at the back of his good friend who left angrily: "He can do it together, but I can't even talk about it?"

"Chuck didn't do anything!"

Doctor Wilson stopped and turned around to refute.

He doesn't even want to repeat Dr. House's scene description, it's so profane!
"That's just not done yet!"

Dr. House smiled and said, "Your nun's wife fully complies with his scientific research experiment standards. So I bet, if he has a chance, he will definitely do it!"

Dr. Wilson gave Dr. House a hard look, threw the crutch in his hand, and left.

Dr. House caught the crutches with his painful lame leg, watched his good friend leave unhappily, shook his head and said to himself: "What I said is true, why can't you see through it..."

Chuck left the hospital, took a taxi to the factory where the soda manufacturer was located, and met Director Randy Tischer who came over.

The scale of this factory is small, and the boss is not a big capitalist.

According to the common sense that 'in a capitalist society, the higher you climb, the more anti-social', the female boss' anti-social attributes are still relatively mild.

So under Chuck's questioning, I couldn't hold back anymore, and told the truth: "Pure natural soda without additives tastes too bland, so we added ethylene glycol as a stabilizer. The formula was not very stable at first. So there was a batch of defective products."

"What is ethylene glycol?"

Commissioner Randy Tischer looked bewildered.

"A colorless, odorless, sweet-smelling poisonous liquid."

Chuck explained.

"You actually used poisonous liquid as an additive?"

Randy looked at the female boss in disbelief.

"It's not just me doing this."

The female boss smiled wryly: "It wouldn't kill you if you drank it, at most it would make you bloated and uncomfortable. Who would have thought that someone drank 12 bottles in one go!"

"How many of these have you produced?"

Randy asked.

"About 500 bottles."

said the lady boss.

"Is it marked?"

Randy asked.

"No mark."

Chuck interrupted: "Do you think that in this case, no one will care whether the products she produces are defective?"

"You are under arrest!"

Randy nodded. As soon as the news spread, all of them must be recalled or taken off the shelves. No one would drink this anymore, so he took out the handcuffs and said to the female boss.

The two arrested the female boss and went to the police station.

When he arrived at the police station, Randy handed over the female boss to his subordinates, and asked Chuck, "Is what she said true? She is not the only one doing this?"

Chuck looked at him. "It's all technology and hard work. You don't want to know."

"Ok."

Randy thought about it, and decided to give up.

He is not a rich man, even if he really knows the technology and hard work content, so what?
Life is still going on.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing Chuck look away, Randy immediately looked over and saw two beauties with very different styles in the police station.

"Go and have a look."

Chuck didn't explain, just walked over.

The delicate and attractive beauty with a cross hanging on her chest saw Chuck approaching, her eyes flickered with panic, and she turned her head to look at another aggressive beauty who was half-embracing her.

The angry beauty frowned and looked over.

"what happened?"

Randy asked the police officer who received the two beauties.

"Boss, they are teachers from the boarding school. They came to report that her husband was missing. I just heard that we found the body of an unknown person here. They want to identify the body."

The police officer explained.

"I'm Randy Tischer."

Randy looked at the two women: "What's the name?"

"My name is Nicole Horno and I'm a boarding school teacher."

The angry beauty took the initiative to answer the conversation: "She is Mia Baran, the wife of the principal of our school. She found that her husband was missing, so I accompanied her to report the case. When I got here, I found out that you have a new discovery today. There is an anonymous corpse, so I want to identify it."

"Okay then, we'll take you there."

Randy takes a look at Chuck.

"Dr. Wolfe, hello."

Mia, who was leaning on Nicole's arms, finally squeezed out a smile and greeted Chuck.

Chuck nodded expressionlessly: "Your heart is not good, and the damping is not strong, so don't stick her too close."

Mia froze.

Nicole narrowed her eyes and looked at Chuck displeased.

Chuck ignored her gaze and took the lead towards the underground morgue of the police station.