American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"Chuck, Chuck!"

Cheryl trotted back to Chuck: "You have to save my sister. She disappeared on the way home and her boyfriend was shot dead in the car. You must save her!"

"calm."

Chuck signaled her to calm down and handed the exploding football in his hand to little Leonard beside him: "Leonard, give him his ball back."

"oh."

Little Leonard took it excitedly, and tried to walk towards Jimmy, the school bully, who was lying there with his head held high, but as he got closer, his puffed-up chest had already returned to its original shape unconsciously, and he put the exploding football on top of the school bully. In front of Jimmy: "Give it back to you."

The school bully Jimmy and all the football players looked frightened and felt cold in their crotches.

One word replayed the violent scene in their minds again, and it became even more brutal.

"Leonard, let's go."

Chuck looked around at the school bully Jimmy and his group and said hello.

"Why!"

Little Leonard agreed crisply, and the curve of his mouth had already reached behind his ears. Although he was still limping when he walked, with the blessing of this super cool pheromone, he was able to get out of the supernatural world. How your feet feel.

School bully Jimmy and his gang didn't dare to show any expression at all.

Not only is Chuck extremely violent, he is also related to some dead people. Whenever there is a dead person, someone comes looking for him. It is simply terrifying.

Although Chuck never warned them about anything from beginning to end, they all instinctively sensed Chuck's persuasion and knew how to treat Leonard in the future.

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend.

Little Sheldon stood there without moving. When he saw the school bully Jimmy and everyone's eyes moving from watching the back of Chuck and the others to his own body, he then tilted their heads in the direction of Chuck and the others leaving: " Yes, he’s a muscle.”

Then he pointed at his beaten panda eyes: "I told you a long time ago, I am the brain and wisdom, Leonard is the hands and feet and responsible for comedy. We are a group. Maybe there is still a foreign country that is trying hard to integrate but has never been able to integrate. If someone comes to dye us, can you recommend someone?"

After saying that, he ignored the complex expressions of the school bully Jimmy and the others, who were extremely frightened and yet had the urge to take action again, and turned around to leave.

After Little Sheldon also got in the car, Chuck drove back, preparing to take Little Leonard and the others home first.

"Dr. Wolfe, I find you very persuasive and I would like to invite you to convince my sister Missy."

Little Sheldon thought about it again and again, and finally spoke.

"No!"

Chuck refused.

"Why?"

Little Sheldon was very unhappy: "You haven't heard me finish yet."

"you say!"

Chuck nodded.

"My twin sister Missy..."

Little Sheldon had just finished speaking when he was interrupted by crying.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Cheryl burst into tears and called her twin sister's name: "Trish."

"Excuse me, I'm still talking."

Little Sheldon frowned and looked at Cheryl.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I interrupt your conversation by crying about my sister's life and death?"

Cheryl cried and stared at little Sheldon.

"certainly!"

Little Sheldon nodded matter-of-factly: "So please don't interrupt me. It's very rude, you know?"

"..."

Cheryl didn't know whether to cry or be angry.

"As I said before, my twin sister Missy is also violent."

Little Sheldon ignored the complicated expression on Cheryl's face and felt that he had convinced her, so he looked at Chuck and continued: "I think you are very good at convincing others not to use violence. I want you to convince Missy." ,May I?"

"Finished?"

Chuck asked.

"yes!"

Little Sheldon nodded.

"No!"

Chuck's first answer was a complete reenactment of the scene in the same tone he used at the beginning.

"……Why?"

Little Sheldon frowned.

"Because I believe it's not your sister Missy's fault."

Chuck said.

"Why?"

Little Sheldon was puzzled: "You only met her once, why do you say it's not her fault?"

"Because I know you."

Chuck said bluntly: "Everything that conflicts with you is your fault!"

Little Leonard laughed heartily as he listened. Sure enough, it was not him who was in the wrong, but Little Sheldon!

"You targeted me!"

Young Sheldon said angrily.

"Is there anyone in the world who doesn't target you?"

Chuck asked rhetorically.

"...my mother!"

Little Sheldon choked up and named the final candidate.

"So you're okay with your mom asking you to go to church?"

Chuck hit the nail on the head.

"Of course I have opinions, but that's because my mother is stupid and doesn't know it's superstition. It's not because she doesn't love me and wants to target me."

Little Sheldon said bluntly.

"You know who likes to say it's not me who's wrong, it's the world that's wrong?"

Chuck asked.

"I know I know!"

Little Leonard immediately raised his hand and said with a grin: "It's the mental patients in the mental hospital! My mother often deals with them."

After saying this, he deliberately glanced at Little Sheldon. The meaning was obvious. My mother often stays with you because she wants to study you, a mental patient, not because of love.

"I'm not crazy, my mother took me for a checkup!"

Little Sheldon stared at Little Leonard with bulging eyes.

"You're a Texan too."

Chuck responded: "Texas doesn't believe in psychiatry, so there are too few good doctors in the psychiatry field. Believe me, I know.

Your mother must have just found a random psychiatrist, maybe even a free one. I think she must have regretted not continuing to take you for medical treatment. "

"..."

Little Sheldon's mouth twitched and his eyelids spasmed.

He found that he couldn't defeat Chuck, because a lot of the information he had forgotten automatically came out of his high-definition image memory under Chuck's knife.

His mother did say similar things casually, but he didn't care in the past because he 'knew' that her mother must have said something angry.

But now that he thought about it, he was no longer sure.

More importantly, if he meets someone who calls him crazy in the future, he will not be able to justly refute others by using the reason that his mother took him to see a doctor.

I don't know why, but he always meets people like this.

Chuck saw that the yin and yang points on the system panel began to increase in double numbers again. He was very satisfied and decided to add another burden to Little Sheldon. So he took a serious look at Little Sheldon in the rearview mirror: "You To reflect.”

"I can teach you this. I'm the best at reflection."

Little Leonard grinned.

Every time I see Chuck, the corners of his mouth never change. He is indeed his idol, just like the bat lantern in the night sky, which fills people with infinite hope.

After sending the two children home, Chuck drove away.

"I hate this little guy!"

Cheryl could no longer hold back her complaints about Little Sheldon, but she soon turned to the most important thing: "Chuck, I know you are the best detective, you must help me!"

"Don't worry, Cheryl."

The female bodyguard glanced at Chuck and couldn't help but said: "If Tracy hadn't resisted the bodyguard, these things wouldn't have happened. I will protect you, and the FBI's BAU has been dispatched. They are the most professional elites. The team is the most likely to rescue Trish."

"The BAU has already intervened?"

Chuck asked, and without waiting for the female bodyguard to answer, he took out his cell phone and dialed Reed's number: "Spencer, did you take the Tracy Davenport case? Tell me the information you know."

"Do you know anyone from the BAU?"

The female bodyguard listened to the conversation between Chuck and Reed. After Chuck hung up the phone, she asked in surprise: "Are you familiar with them?"

"I'm a detective."

Chuck was concise and to the point.

"How's the situation?"

Cheryl looked at Chuck longingly.

She also learned this news from the female bodyguard, and it was just this news, and she didn't know any other details.

"Crying will do nothing to free your sister."

Chuck said calmly: "You should learn more from Justine, use your brain calmly, explore your memory, and look for clues to see if there is a suspect."

"good!"

Cheryl wiped her tears, took a deep breath, and began to try to remember.

there.

A small plane was speeding through the sky. It was the BAU's special plane.

"The great detective again?"

Bald Morgan watched Reed hang up the phone and couldn't help but joke: "Why is he everywhere?"

"The person who happened to be involved this time was Tracy Davenport. She had a twin sister, Cheryl, who was Chuck's classmate in the physics department at Princeton University."

Reed explained: "Cheryl and Justine were roommates and best friends, so they knew something about Chuck's abilities, so after hearing the sad news about their sister, they immediately asked Chuck for help."

"Are you the one next to you again?"

Bald Morgan smiled and said: "It's a bit dangerous to be friends with him, Reed, you have to be careful."

"I do not think so."

Reed shook his head: "I think these people would have encountered all kinds of dangers. It just happened that they knew Chuck, but they had a different future."

"Sure enough, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and idols are in the eyes of fans!"

Bald Morgan burst into laughter.

"Solving the case is the most important thing."

BAU spiritual leader Gideon said quietly: "In this case, rescuing Tracy is the most important! Dr. Wolfe's ability is undoubted. It is our luck and the luck of Tracy's family to be able to come and help us. "

"yes."

When Bald Morgan saw Gideon speaking, he put away his frivolous and joking expression and nodded in agreement.

Connecticut.

New Haven.

"Morgan, you and Al go to the crime scene."

Gideon assigns tasks.

"good."

Bald Morgan and the female detective left Cheryl's house and drove to the place where Tracy last disappeared.

When I arrived, I saw Chuck standing there, and a beautiful woman with a beautiful figure lying in the middle of the road.