American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"Because it's safe here."

Chuck said calmly.

"That's it?"

This was not the first time Jane heard this, but this time she was really doubtful.

"What else could it be because of?"

Chuck said expressionlessly: "Train yourself to face all injustices in the world bravely?"

Jane couldn't understand the meaning behind this, and it was hard to say that men liked big things, so she could only accept what Chuck said about the safety here.

"Dr. Wolfe, you're here."

The tall, bald police detective heard the announcement and walked out of the villa to greet her. His eyes couldn't help but fall on Jane, and he frowned: "Who is this?"

"Jane Banner."

Jane introduced herself: "FBI."

"Since when has the FBI been so idle?"

The tall, bald police detective had a sure look in his eyes and mocked, "Or is this case big enough to alarm you?"

"Detective Rostenkoski, she is not here as the FBI, but as my detective assistant."

Chuck explained.

"I've told you so many times, call me Mike."

The tall, bald police detective smiled at Chuck: "You are the only one who has such great dignity, working as a consultant for the FBI, and in front of others, you took someone else's FBI flower and turned it over to you as an assistant. Amazing!"

As he said that, he gave a thumbs up. In his opinion, Jane can definitely be called the flower of the FBI.

"Okay, Detective Rostenkoski."

Chuck nodded and said, "Let's go in and take a look at the crime scene."

"good."

Seeing this, Detective Rostenkoski could only accept the title of Chuck. He nodded and led the two people in. The Crime Scene Identification Section had already entered the scene and was taking photos to collect evidence.

"The deceased's name was Scarlet Maxa. She was 38 years old, biologically female, married, and had a son. She held a banquet party tonight. Around 8:20, when the party was in full swing, Scarlet ran close to the balcony guardrail. He clutched his throat and screamed, rolled over the guardrail and fell, foamed at the mouth, and his lips changed color. Although a strict autopsy has not been conducted, the medical examiner said this should be a poisoning incident."

Detective Rostenkoski said: "The source is still unclear. The villa is too big and it will take time to find out."

"Bathroom on the second floor."

Chuck glanced at the deceased lying on the ground and said.

"You know just by looking at it?"

Detective Rostenkoski looked at Chuck in amazement, not doubting Chuck's judgment at all, and signaled his men to search the bathroom on the second floor first.

Jane also looked at Chuck, her eyes filled with a different kind of desire.

Chuck knew it was the eager look of a law enforcement officer, and reminded: "Look at her eyes!"

"Eye?"

Jane immediately looked at the victim's eyes, observed for a while, and suddenly realized: "The mascara on her right eye is thicker than that on her left eye, which means that she had poisonous hair while touching up her makeup, so the bathroom on the second floor will be closed." would be the most likely source of poisoning.”

"I see."

Detective Rostenkoski also suddenly realized that before, his attention had been on the blood dripping from the deceased's nose and mouth. Even with Chuck's reminder and repeated observation of the deceased's eyes, he did not pay attention at all. to this detail.

"Detective, you might want to come up and take a look."

The police officer's voice sounded over the intercom.

"It looks like something has been discovered."

Detective Rostenkoski put down the walkie-talkie and motioned for Chuck and Jane to follow him up. When he arrived at the bathroom on the second floor, there was a mascara on the sink, a glass of unfinished red wine, and a paper towel on the floor that had been used by someone. The lipstick read: "Now we are clean."

"revenge?"

Jane expressed her guess.

"anything else?"

Chuck looked at her noncommittally.

"Fake revenge?"

Jane followed Chuck and passively learned some awareness of multi-angle observation.

"Now how to do?"

Chuck asked.

"Where is the deceased's husband?"

Jane looked at Detective Rostenkoski: "I think we should talk to him. After all, most of the deaths of wives are caused by husbands. It is reasonable to disguise them as revenge."

"Now I'm at a neighbor's house with my kids."

Rostenkoski glanced at Chuck, did not refuse Jane's question, and said cooperatively: "When the crime occurred, he was chatting with someone on the first floor. There is sufficient alibi."

"That's not an alibi."

Under Chuck's gaze, Jane started to use her brain: "He is familiar with the habits of the deceased. He can poison the wine in advance, and then calculate the time to make the deceased drink the poisoned wine."

"Do we need to talk to him now?"

Detective Rostenkoski asked.

"if convenient."

Seeing that Chuck didn't speak, Jane answered.

"ok."

Detective Rostenkoski asked his men to bring the deceased's husband.

"Why don't you speak?"

Jane took advantage of this opportunity and asked quietly.

Even though she had several experience of co-investigating major cases, she was still considered a newcomer, and she still felt guilty and lacked the confidence to preside over a criminal investigation.

"I never talk much."

Chuck said bluntly.

"..."

The corner of Jane's mouth twitched and her long legs trembled slightly, but she thought of some inappropriate scenes. As Chuck said, he never talked much, she was basically the one talking, and her nervous mood could not help but ease a lot.

"Is this the job of a detective assistant? Why do I feel like you're training me one-on-one?"

"My detective assistants all have special skills."

Chuck said matter-of-factly: "Chandler is responsible for making jokes, but you must have the ability to independently investigate the case."

"If it were any other man, most of them would say that you are responsible for being as beautiful as a flower."

Jane was in a good mood and teased.

No one likes to be treated like a vase.

"Being beautiful and beautiful is just the basic requirement."

Chuck shook his head: "It's not a specialty."

The corners of Jane's mouth were raised high at first, and then she thought of something, and the corners of her raised mouth froze there again. From Chuck's awareness of observing from multiple angles that he unconsciously learned, she thought that although this was a very beautiful truth, But thinking about it on the other hand, my competitive pressure is unprecedentedly huge.

Because those who can sneak into Chuck's side must not only be as beautiful as flowers, but also have shocking specialties.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a sad face was brought over.

"This is the deceased's husband, Vic Maxa."

Detective Rostenkoski introduced both parties: "This is Dr. Chuck Wolfe, the bureau's consultant, and this is his detective assistant, Jane Banner."

"Detective Chuck, I know you."

The deceased's husband, Vic Maxa, looked at Chuck excitedly: "You must find out who killed Scarlett."

"I will."

Chuck said calmly: "Now, if you don't mind, my assistant needs to ask you some questions."

With that said, he motioned for Jane to step forward and lead the questioning.

"Of course I don't mind."

The deceased's husband Vic was stunned, but still nodded: "As long as it helps solve the case, I will try my best to help."

"Mr. Marquesa, does your wife have any enemies?"

Jane stepped forward and began to dominate the conversation.

"No."

The deceased's husband Vic shook his head: "Scarlet has no enemies. Everyone likes Scarlet. She is the chairperson of the town's women's committee. This is a very great position. I am proud of her."

"No disrespect intended, Mr. Maxa."

Jane glanced at Chuck and said to the deceased's husband Vic: "But no one will be liked by everyone, and if the chairman of the Women's Committee is, as you said, a very remarkable position, then there must be someone else Do you want to be this chairman too?”

"this."

The deceased's husband Vic frowned: "Maybe, but I don't know for sure. You may need to ask her friends in the Women's Committee. In my impression, everyone likes Scarlet...the only one who has some similarities with her is The only one who is conflicted is Claire Dunphy, but the Dunphy family are all good people, and I don’t believe Claire would do such a thing.”

"Claire Dunphy?"

Jane looked at Detective Rostenkoski.

"She's not on the party list tonight."

Detective Rostenkoski looked through the guest list: "And as Mr. Maxa said, the Dunphy family may be a little eccentric, but they are all good people. We can ask her to assist in the investigation tomorrow."

"Oh well."

Jane glanced at Chuck, nodded in approval of this approach, and continued to ask: "Mr. Maxa, what do you do?"

"I develop real estate."

Vic, the deceased's husband, lowered his head.

"The real estate market is tough right now."

Jane's eyes narrowed.

There are many reasons why a husband kills his wife, but in summary, the most common reason is for money. For example, he does not want to split the money in divorce, does not want to pay post-marital alimony, buys a huge amount of insurance for his wife, and then kills her to cheat the insurance.

The deceased's husband, Vic, was in a sluggish industry, so the possibility of money-related matters was greatly increased, but it was necessary to check Vic's financial situation to be sure.

"you do not say."

The deceased's husband Vic sighed: "But I believe everything will be fine and we will get through it."

"What does Scarlet do?"

Jane continued to ask: "A simple housewife?"

"No."

The husband of the deceased, Vic, shook his head: "Scarlet is engaged in art work. Of course, because she has to take care of the family and serve the town's women's committee, she only works part-time. She sells some homemade jewelry, bracelets, earrings, etc., and her business has been growing recently. Very good, supporting this family makes me, a husband, both proud and ashamed. Now that she is gone, I don’t know if I can hold on until the real estate market picks up."

After saying this, his expression became sad.

Jane looked at Chuck.

"Mr. Maxa, my condolences, you can go back to accompany your son. We will contact you again if necessary later."

Chuck said.

"please."

The deceased's husband Vic nodded to everyone and left.

"What do you think?"

Chuck looked at Jane.

"I can't see anything."

Jane smiled bitterly: "However, many husbands who kill their wives seem to be harmless to humans and animals. We can only wait for the follow-up investigation to see if he has financial motivations to see if the death of the deceased can bring him any benefits."

"I've already asked people to investigate."

Detective Rostenkoski nodded.

"What do you think? Is it him?"

Jane couldn't help but look at Chuck.

"I have no idea."

Chuck's face was expressionless: "You will lead the investigation of this case. You are my assistant detective. Have you forgotten?"

"..."

Detective Rostenkoski was speechless and wanted to complain. Do you have any misunderstanding about the word assistant?

But this was a decision made by Chuck. Even if he wanted to complain, he would only complain a few words in his heart, and then implement it without objection.

"The people from the Ping An Town Women's Committee are outside, right?"

Jane thought of the two housewives who felt so oppressed, and half asked and half suggested: "We should talk to them. After all, we cannot rule out pure revenge, and someone who is bored and coveting the position of chairman of the town's women's committee."

She actually didn't know much about the intrigues among the housewives in the small town, but she had often heard her family talk about these 'small town housewives politics'. At least she understood the concept that once these desperate housewives got excited, they could really take advantage of them. If you have to use swords and guns, poisoning is not surprising.

"right."

Detective Rostenkoski nodded and said: "The four committee members are outside, and Claire Dunphy came over after hearing the news."

"Can you invite them in?"

Jane said: "I think I should have a chat with them."

"Who do you want to talk to first?"

Detective Rostenkoski asked.

"Claire Dunphy."

Jane thought for a while and said.

When Claire Dunphy was brought in, their identities were introduced, and asked where she was when the crime occurred, Claire covered her mouth and said in surprise: "OMG! You doubt me?"

"Just a routine inquiry."

Jane reassured.

"How can you doubt me."

Claire was in a state of shock, murmuring absentmindedly, and then looked at Chuck subconsciously: "Chuck, you know me! Tell them, there is absolutely no way I could have done this kind of thing!"

"Um?"

Jane immediately looked at Mrs. Dunphy again, and saw that although she was a mother of three children, she was still quite charming, but she could not be called as beautiful as a flower.

So although she was a little confused about the relationship between Mrs. Dunphy and Chuck, she didn't overthink it.

"A good detective must doubt all possibilities."

Chuck said calmly: "You can't run away if you did it. If you didn't do it, you won't be wronged."

"I was at home talking about Chuck with my family when I heard the news."

Claire quieted down a bit and explained, "It can't be me!"

"At the beginning of the year, you and Scarlet competed for the position of chairperson of the Women's Committee of Ping An Town."

Jane stared at her: "Your conflicts have even become public. You are not invited to the party tonight."

"so?"

Claire spread her hands and shouted: "You don't think I would kill for this, do you? Please! I don't have this idea at all. The reason why there are some conflicts is that she started it first. Do you know why?

Because she thinks I'm a huge threat!

That’s right!

It's not that I have a problem with her, it's that she can't stand my popularity and potential..."

So, she recounted her second daughter Alex's theory that only those who are powerful enough to threaten others will be feared, suppressed, and ridiculed by others.

The more he spoke, the more confident he became. He leaned back tactically and looked at Jane with his arms folded: "She is the one who feels threatened, not me! I am on the rise, do you think I would be so stupid to defeat her in this way? Also How can I do this kind of thing when I'm not around?"

"Gloria Pritchett is one of the women's committee members and your stepmother, right?"

Jane reminded.

"Not stepmother."

Claire, who was leaning back, was almost knocked down and said sadly: "She is my father's new wife."

"So she's still stepmother."

Jane corrected: "She was at the party too."

"so?"

Claire didn't like the word stepmother and complained: "You wouldn't say I asked her to poison Scarlet, would you?"

"I didn't say that, it's just that you seemed pretty sure you couldn't do it."

Jane looked at her: "And the lipstick you use is very special, what brand is it?"

"...Tender and sweet, my husband bought it specially for me. What's wrong?"

Claire was speechless and couldn't help but look at Chuck, obviously hoping that Chuck would say a few words for her.

Jane stopped talking and looked at Chuck.

Seeing this, Detective Rostenkoski coughed lightly and said, "Assistant Banner, is the conversation over? If it is, let Mrs. Dunphy go back first. It's getting late, and there are still many people who need to talk. .”

"You can leave. We will come back to you if necessary."

Jane nodded to Claire.

Claire quickly stood up and left. No one wanted to get into this kind of trouble. You must know that all kinds of gossip and rumors are flying all over the small town. If you start a rumor, you will lose your legs if you open your mouth to refute it.

"She was wearing the same lipstick that was on the tissue."

After watching Claire leave, Jane expressed her judgment: "It's not a mass product."

"So it's her?"

Detective Rostenkoski said in surprise.

"Probably not, she doesn't look that stupid."

Jane shook her head: "It seems that someone knew that they had a conflict and wanted to put the blame on her."

"Dr. Wolfe, there's news from the bureau."

Detective Rostenkoski's cell phone rang. He listened to a few words after getting through. After hanging up, he introduced the latest situation: "We investigated Mr. Maxa's financial situation and found that the finances of his real estate company are very poor and on the verge of bankruptcy. However, However, cash was constantly being deposited into his personal account, sometimes exceeding US$5,000."

"Such a large cash deposit?"

Jane understood immediately: "Have you asked Mr. Maxa?"

"I asked, and he said it was deposited by Scarlet, the income from selling jewelry."

Detective Rostenkoski said.

"It seems that the deceased has a secret that does not belong to the identity of the housewife."

After Jane expressed her judgment, she looked at Chuck.

In the world of American TV series, whenever large sums of cash are involved, there is probably something wrong. The first thought that flashes through everyone's mind is that they are criminals. These people are most in need of and like to use cash.

And Chuck is definitely the best when it comes to auditing accounts, he can make the final decision.

Chuck didn't speak, but motioned to Jane to continue with his eyes.

For him, there were no difficulties in this case, and Ping'an Town was his territory. He had already anticipated the incident before it happened.

But for Jane, it is a good opportunity to host the case.

So Chuck wouldn't say anything, but would let Jane run wild and see how far she could go.