The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 469 Bah!coward!
"It's not funny at all."

Little Howard's mouth twitched.

It's such a moment, don't forget to hit him.

It is conceivable that sometimes he really would rather be treated the same as Little Sheldon.

"I'm not joking."

Chuck said seriously.

"Probably not?"

Al of the BAU interrupted the tormented atmosphere of waiting: "If Dr. Ted Bligh was really implanted with a monitoring chip in his wrist, he would not be able to pass the security check."

"So they didn't fly!"

Chuck said with a blank expression: "It's just a train ride, and the security check is the same thing. Even knives and guns can be easily carried on. How difficult is the monitoring chip hidden in the wrist?"

"Knife, gun?"

Al from BAU was taken aback: "Where did you get the knives and guns?"

"Look carefully, this man is called a clown!"

Chuck pointed to the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes in the surveillance video who kept wiping sweat with one hand and pressed his briefcase with the other.

"shit!"

Al from BAU noticed that the other person's expression was wrong. Judging by her professional behavior analysis ability, the man in suit and leather shoes seemed to be in a state of entanglement because he wanted to pick something up.

Any disturbance may cause uncontrollable consequences.

"Chuck, he took it!"

Al of the BAU stared at the man, exclaimed as he dug his hands deeper into the briefcase when the robber Dr. Ted Bligh turned his back on him.

"Don't do anything stupid!"

While everyone was watching nervously, the man in the suit took things out of his briefcase.

"call."

When everyone saw the man in the suit take out a Bible, put his hands on it and began to read the Bible silently, they were all relieved.

"Detectives sometimes make mistakes."

Little Howard muttered in a low voice.

"The way of salvation lies within!"

Chuck said something calmly.

"Wherein lies the way of salvation?"

The head of the local police in Texas subconsciously read a sentence, but then realized something was wrong.

As a local policeman in Texas, he has a family and a business, and he naturally believes in the church. However, the policeman's professional habits made him quickly realize that Chuck's words were not literal at all, but had hidden meanings.

The Shawshank Redemption, a famous film that has left a name in film history, has not been filmed yet, but the original novel has been published for ten years.

The way of redemption lies in this sentence, but anyone who has seen The Shawshank Redemption understands this stalk.

Even if the head of the local police has not read the novel, let alone the future movie, but as a veteran policeman, he has seen and heard many strange things.

This is Texas, adjacent to Mexico, where smuggling of all kinds of calf is rampant. Hollowing out the Bible and hiding contraband in it is not something unimaginable in the Arabian Nights.

On the contrary, it is a common thing.

Reminiscent of the great reputation of Detective Chuck, just now Detective Chuck said that the man in the suit carried a gun, and it is very likely that there is a gun in the Bible.

Of course, it can't be the big German guns they are used to, but the small pistols for women can fit in this Bible.

Based on his knowledge of the man in the suit, when a psychotic robber killed the guard and took hostages, there were still five people in the car, including the man in the suit, three men and two women.

But any man, why wouldn't he dare go up and fuck him!

Pooh!coward!
Definitely not their Texas gentlemen!
It is reasonable for such a coward to carry a lady's small pistol.

the phone is ringing.

Hotchner, the chief agent of the BAU, called: "As far as I know, the FBI and the NSA have not transplanted surveillance chips into Dr. Ted Bly's body!"

"I'd say it's science fiction!"

Little Howard smiled.

"But not without someone watching him around the clock."

Chuck heard another meaning.

On the other end of the phone, BAU's supervisor Hotchner was silent for a moment, and could only answer with standard speech: "We neither admit nor deny it."

If it's just Chuck, he can tell the truth: "Dr. Linda Deaton has been studying him. Isn't it clear that intelligence organizations like the FBI have people monitoring Dr. Ted Bligh around the clock? Linda Dr. Deaton is definitely connected to these intelligence organizations."

But Chuck isn't alone now, so that's all he can say.

"Is there anything we can do to help?"

BAU's Inspector Hotchner added.

"No, we can fix it."

Chuck said something expressionless and hung up the phone.

"what should I do now?"

Al of BAU frowned and said: "Since no one has implanted a monitoring chip on his wrist, it means that he is actually hallucinating. How can we persuade a hallucinating robber to give up taking hostages?"

"Yeah, if there is a monitoring chip, it would be easy. In the past, just take it out for him."

MAX complained: "But there is no one, why should we suddenly change him into one?"

"good idea!"

Chuck nodded frankly, then looked at Howard Jr.

"What do you see me doing?"

Little Howard's heart skipped a beat, and he took a step back in fear.

"I remember."

Little Leonard suddenly said: "Howard, you like magic the most. I used to joke about the coin in Sheldon's nose, and I often played the trick of pulling a coin out of his ear. If you hold a chip, first Hide it, and then slit his wrist to remove a monitoring chip from it, that’s fine.”

"...I don't know magic tricks!"

Little Howard had already thought of this question for the first time, and now that his little friend said it in public, he immediately gave little Leonard a hard look, and then shook his head again and again.

joke!

Let him face a psychotic robber who was armed with a gun and killed someone, and show off his magic tricks in front of the other party. It's okay if he succeeds, but he may be shot to death at any time if he fails.

His magic is just a hobby, not a talent at all, and there is a high probability of failure in his usual performances, and the probability of failure is even higher when he is nervous or excited.

Otherwise, after practicing for so many years in the future, when it is used to pick up girls, it is still full of loopholes. It does not show the magic of magic at all, but only shows it as wretched and funny.

But it's clear that the balding psycho won't appreciate his hilarity.

"You can!"

Little Sheldon broke the stage: "Although there is no technical content, you did repeat this annoying movement in my ear many times."

"Reed likes to play magic too, if he's in..."

Al from BAU couldn't help but think of Dr. Reed in his own group.

As a genius with a high IQ, he has the same interests and hobbies as these little geniuses in front of him.

"I do not know!"

Little Howard firmly denied it, and then looked at little Sheldon with displeasure: "I think it's better to let Sheldon go and talk to him about the theory, which has a higher success rate than pulling me, a strong man, to show him the big change chip." , after all, this Dr. Ted Bly is simply an adult version of Sheldon!"

"I'm not crazy!"

Little Sheldon corrected dissatisfied.

"Yeah, yeah, not only your mother, but even Dr. Hofstadter can guarantee that you are not crazy!"

Howard Jr.'s perfunctory sarcasm: "It's like this 'Harley Quinn' Dr. Linda Deaton thinks Dr. Ted Bly is a successful case of alleviating acute psychosis, but now we're still here."

Little Sheldon waited for Little Howard with puffy eyes.

Little Howard showed no sign of weakness.

Just kidding, let him go to die, even if it is Chuck, he dares to say something weird, let alone little Sheldon.

"If you keep taking medicine, you will become crazy!"

Chuck gave Howard Jr. a blank expression.

"You mean he wasn't mentally ill?"

Monica was shocked.

"Never will know."

Chuck shook his head.

Maybe Dr. Ted Bly was just a genius scientist who participated in the positive and negative secret projects, was tortured by seeing the dark and anti-human reality, and didn't want to join forces.

Then he was forcefully forced into a mental hospital by various intelligence organizations who were unwilling to disclose the secrets for "convalescence". After taking medicine for a period of time every day, even ordinary people would be treated as mentally ill.

Not to mention that Dr. Ted Bligh has been in a mental institution for nine years.

"Or you can teach me, and I will go in later."

Al from BAU didn't want to talk about the secrets in this area, and changed the subject: "It is absolutely impossible to let a child go in, and it will make him suspicious. It is more suitable for me to go, and it is less likely to arouse his hostility and impulsiveness." action."

"No, Chuck was joking with them."

Monica smiled helplessly at Al who wanted to risk herself: "Chuck is the real magician, as long as he wants to, the magic he plays is simply magic..."

Speaking of this, thinking of some indescribable scenes, she quickly skipped them: "And even if there is no magic, as long as Dr. Ted Bly agrees to send someone in, Chuck can go in, and Ted Bly can be subdued immediately Doctor, I won't let anyone take any chances!"

"Really?"

Al from BAU looked at Chuck subconsciously, and then suddenly called out: "I remembered, Reed said before that his coin and card magic seems to be played because he imitated you."

"OMG! Look!"

At this moment, Caroline had sharp eyes and reminded everyone to look at the surveillance video. When they looked, they saw the robber Dr. Ted Bligh half-raised his arm, revealing dense marks on his arm.

"It looks like he took it upon himself to try to port the surveillance chip over and over again."

Monica covered her mouth and couldn't bear it.

"A razor and a ballpoint pen should have been used."

Chuck nodded.

"What is this spirit boy going to do? Why stand up?"

MAX reminded.

In the surveillance video, the unspirited African-American boy suddenly stood up and spoke to the robber Dr. Ted Bligh.

"Chuck, what is he talking about?"

Monica knew Chuck could lip read.

The car surveillance video has no sound.

"He said, I'm not a positive or negative agent, I'm on your side, bro, aren't I? New ideas, new words, hate is love, war is peace."

Chuck repeats what the African-American unspirited guy said.

"What nonsense is he talking about!"

Monica frowned.

And BAU's Al exclaimed: "Oops! He can easily irritate a mental patient like this, and he will feel that he is laughing at himself."

While speaking, in the surveillance video, the robber Dr. Ted Bligh raised his gun and aimed at the mentally unspirited African-American boy who thought he was his own.

Fortunately, Dr. Linda Deaton stood up to dissuade.

Otherwise, a great cleverness will die under his own great cleverness.

"Everyone is worried, why can't they learn from Ma Martian."

Al from BAU complained with a headache.

The hostages were three men and two women, needless to say two women, and three men, one suspected of carrying a gun and still struggling with the idea that "the way of redemption is in it", and the other pretended to be clever and wanted the robber Dr. Ted Bligh to treat himself as one of his own.

You don't look smart at first glance, why do you let the extremely smart robbers treat you as one of their own?

It seems that Ma Martian in the Mediterranean Sea is the most interesting. He didn't provoke him, but he was just unlucky. The excited Dr. Ted Bligh broke out, and then sat there obediently, without saying a word. He didn't even dare to take into account the wounds on his face that had been hit by three guns and left a lake of blood all over his face.

This is the real smart man!

"Okay, it's almost time."

Chuck raised his hand to check the time, and then looked at the preparations for the satellite launch that was still undergoing final checks on his mobile phone. Not wanting to waste time, he reached out and dialed the car phone.

"The technicians are already in place, and I will send two technicians into the car to help you remove it."

"No! Only one technician! Otherwise all the agents on the train will die!"

The balding Dr. Ted Bly always shows that he is worthy of being a smart person at critical moments.

Even if he has strong hallucinations and is mentally abnormal, he still knows what is best for him.

"it is good."

The reason why Chuck mentioned two technicians was to let him bargain, so he agreed directly, hung up the phone, and went directly to the carriage with a medical kit.

The carriage opens.

The robber, Dr. Ted Bly, strangled the unattractive woman with a gun, and was facing the carriage door, watching Chuck come in. Seeing that Chuck was not wearing body armor, his expression relaxed a little, but he was still vigilant Look at Chuck.

"Hands up, I want to see your hands all the time..."

"enough!"

Chuck saw that he really initiated the order, and he still had a very professional posture. He didn't want to practice the American humiliation and body search control later. He frowned, and touched his waist with his hands. Everyone didn't see his movements clearly, and saw that the gun in the hand of the robber Dr. Ted Bligh had dropped to the ground, and Dr. Ted Bligh's trembling palm was restrained.

"Yes!!! Well done!"

The first to react was Ma Martian from the Mediterranean Sea. Seeing that the situation was under control, he was the first to jump up and shout, venting his fear and aggrieved just now.

"You bastard!"

Ma Martian from the Mediterranean has the courage to touch his injured face, thinking of "hitting people without slapping face" and "the biggest reliance on the princess of America is this face", the more he thought about it, the more angry he was, and he rushed directly. Come here, want to take some revenge on Dr. Ted Bly, who has been controlled.

"Don't move!"

Bau Al, who had already followed Chuck and was always outside and was ready to come in at any time, saw that Chuck had controlled the situation, and rushed in immediately, stopping the Mediterranean horse Martian who wanted to retaliate.

"why?"

The Mediterranean horse Martian pointed at his face dissatisfied: "Look at what he did to me!"

"He's mentally ill."

BAU's Al reminded.

Ma Martian in the Mediterranean: "..."

Well, if you co-authored the fight, it would be for nothing.

But looking at the body of the guard on the ground, he felt much better again.

At least it was not killed or killed in vain.

(End of this chapter)