American TV series Detective's Daily Life

Two weeks later.

Brother.

"professor."

"Professor Vicnir."

The middle-aged man with red hair and light beard responded to the greetings of others with a gentlemanly nod and smile. He carried his briefcase and walked through the corridor to his office.

As soon as he opened the door, his eyes were attracted by a picturesque figure.

He didn't say anything. Someone suddenly appeared in his office, closed the door quietly, and then called out to the beauty who was looking at the oil painting on the wall with her back: "Jamie, you're here."

"Weird?"

The beauty, who was looking at the oil painting with her back to her, did not turn around and her voice was cold.

"No."

A faint wry smile appeared on Professor Vicnir's face.

"I leave the organization of this part of New York to you to supervise."

The beauty turned around, and it was Anna's sister, the oil painting beauty. She looked at Professor Vicnier and said calmly: "You should see what I expect from you."

"I know."

A hint of admiration flashed in Professor Vecnir's eyes.

If the beauty in front of her was the Queen of Crime, then he was the prince she had high hopes for, and he would be the one who could inherit her throne in the future.

Of course, he wanted to be a king more than a prince.

He always felt he had a chance.

After all, not only does the throne need someone to pass it on, but the perfect genes belonging to the queen also need the help of a man to pass it on.

The fact that he has high hopes is a reflection of his strength. Is there anyone in the organization who is more suitable for the Queen than him?

All of this naturally requires the Queen's approval, and he believes there will be such a day.

But with the appearance of that man, the queen's behavior deviated from absolute rationality, and she didn't know why she invested so many completely unnecessary resources in this man.

This gave him a sense of crisis.

It's not that he can't see the advantages in this man, but he doesn't feel that these advantages are enough to replace him.

But the premise of all this is that the queen is still the absolutely rational criminal queen.

And this global crime queen named Jamie Moriarty is, after all, just a beauty in her thirties.

He had to suspect that she had fallen in love with this man irrationally.

And blind love is a completely unnecessary and dangerous product for people like them.

This was the most important motive why when his subordinates reported to him and applied to get rid of Chuck, he considered it again and again, but also risked being discovered by the Queen of Crime, ignored her prohibition, and prepared to secretly kill Chuck.

He thinks this is good for her!

It's a pity that it failed.

And the consequences were more serious than he imagined.

"How did you supervise this area for me?"

The oil painting beauty looked at him expressionlessly: "Or tell me, how many people are still under your supervision in this huge New York?"

"He did all this!"

"We just need to kill him and everything will go back to normal," Professor Vicnir explained.

"Tell me, how many people are left?"

The oil painting beauty repeated.

"I'm the only one left."

Professor Vicnir lowered his head slightly: "I admit that his ability is beyond my imagination. He found all my men and killed them all in two weeks. It's hard for me to imagine how he did it... This also proves it even more. In my opinion, he is a great threat to the organization and you, and we should kill him..."

The beauty in the oil painting just looked at him and said nothing.

He couldn't continue talking because he knew that she no longer wanted to listen to him.

"Why?"

Professor Vicniel had a premonition of the countdown to his life. Like his agent Babbage, he asked the doubts in his heart: "Why do you treat him so differently? You clearly gave the order personally at the beginning. You hate private detectives." !”

That’s right!

As the second-in-command of the organization that oversees New York, he personally issued the order for the Bald Killers to assassinate Chuck.

"I never looked at him differently."

The oil painting beauty shook her head: "Even now, I hate him very much!"

Professor Vicnir stared hard into her eyes, trying to catch the signs that she had lied to him, but to no avail.

But instead of being happy, he became even more depressed.

Because there was no need for her to lie to him at this moment.

"Why?"

Professor Vicnir stumbled and sat unsteadily on the sofa. Feeling the loss of life, he said in a harsh voice.

He desperately needs a reason so that he can convince himself that the perfect crime queen is not blinded by blind love and deceiving herself.

The beauty in the oil painting raised her hand to look at the time, walked over, knelt down and looked into his eyes, murmuring in a low voice: "Because he is my sister's eyeballs, and my sister is my only relative in this world. , but now because you didn’t listen to my injunction and wanted to poke her eyeballs, she killed all your men to vent her anger and then disappeared.”

When she said this, her voice was extremely cold: "So, you deserve to die!"

"Your sister?"

Professor Vicnier was stunned and lay weakly on the sofa. Using his last bit of strength, he raised his head and stared at the beauty in the oil painting, trying to distinguish whether it was the truth or a lie.

Where did the sister come from?

Why is his sister so powerful that she killed all his men?

Not Chuck Wolf?

With endless doubts, he breathed his last.

The beauty in the oil painting stretched out her hand to explore, and after confirming that he was dead, she got up and sent a text message, and then left quietly.

After a while.

A figure walked in, faced the dead Professor Vicnir, started cleaning without any reaction, and packed him away.

Central Park Cafe.

"Look, what a beautiful beauty!"

As soon as Joey walked in, his eyes widened, and he pushed his roommate Chandler next to him, motioning for him to look.

"Wow!"

Chandler looked over and a teasing smile suddenly appeared on his lips: "It's indeed beautiful, Joey, you're lucky!"

"You mean I went up to strike up a conversation?"

Joey pretended to be reserved: "This is not good, she seems to be waiting for someone."

"Are you Chandler Bing?"

Chandler asked inexplicably.

"of course not."

Joey was stunned and looked at Chandler in confusion.

"That's okay."

Chandler laughed at himself and complained: "For Chandler Bing, there is no chance for such a stunning beauty to become like him, but you are not Chandler Bing, you are Joey Tribbioni ah!"

"yes."

Joey pursed his lips and nodded, looking convinced: "I'm Joey Tribbioni!"

In fact, he will still strike up a conversation without any reason or excuse.

I saw him tidying himself up, and then walked over happily, showing a classic Qiao smile to the beautiful woman sitting alone by the window: "Hi, I'm Joey, how are you doing~"

At this time, Ross walked in and saw this scene. He walked up to Chandler and said in an uncertain tone: "Chandler, am I right? That's Professor Alicia Harper?" Joey is hitting on Professor Alicia Harper?”

"You read that right!"

Chandler scoffed: "Joey always thinks he's so charming, it's time to let him hit the wall."

"She is a married woman..."

Ross never took his eyes away from Professor Alicia Harper, and said foolishly: "Isn't this bad for Joey?"

"How about you take my place instead?"

Chandler looked at him with a half-smile.

"Can I?"

Ross subconsciously revealed his thoughts.

"Are you married?"

Chandler scoffed.

"..."

Ross choked at these words and glared.

But compared to usual, he decided to forgive Chandler angrily because he was in a very good mood today and felt that Chandler's words were not so ironic.

Even if you are not married, there are benefits!

He immediately began to arrange his hair and clothes, ready to go at any time.

as expected.

Soon, the prodigal son Joey came back in despair.

"How about it?"

Chandler quipped: "Did it work?"

"She's waiting for a friend."

Joey smiled awkwardly and said: "And she is a married woman. I didn't see the ring on her hand just now..."

"You haven't seen such a big ring?"

Chandler mocked: "Where are you looking?"

"I'm going to say hello to Professor Alicia Harper..."

Ross pretended to explain his "reasonable motive" and walked slowly that way.

"He knows her?"

Joey's eyes widened: "Professor Alicia Harper? This name is so familiar... It seems like I have heard it somewhere."

"Let me give you a hint, Monica's imaginary enemy."

Chandler teased.

"Oh, it's her!"

Joey slapped his forehead, shook his fingers, and suddenly realized: "Chuck's physics professor, OMG! It turns out to be her! No wonder Monica treats her as an imaginary love rival, and she is the most important one!"

Monica had just met Chuck and was very worried about her relationship with him. As old friends, Joey and the others had witnessed the whole process, so they had naturally heard of Professor Alicia Harper.

Among them, Ross met Professor Alicia Harper, and Chandler also met him after becoming Chuck's assistant.

Among the three old friends, only Joey only heard his name but never met him in person. Now he feels that his reputation is well-deserved, and he is even more famous when he meets him!

"Eh! That's not right!"

Joey looked at Chandler belatedly: "Since you know she is Professor Alicia Harper, you still want me to go over and strike up a conversation?"

"Isn't this more interesting?"

Chandler shrugged: "Maybe you can do something that even Chuck hasn't done!"

"Sounds interesting."

Joey pursed his lips and nodded again, but soon shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Let's forget it. I have this kind of self-awareness. How can I compare with Chuck! Do you think it is Chuck she is waiting for?"

"I hope so."

Chandler said: "It will be exciting then."

"You mean..."

Joey immediately thought about Shura Field and started laughing.

This is Monica's territory, and Monica's apartment is upstairs. If the person Professor Alicia Harper is waiting for is Chuck, it will really be a Shura field... and he likes to watch women fight the most, especially Or beauties fighting.

It's so exciting, isn't it?

"I'll call Monica right now!"

It's not a big deal for Joey to watch the fun.

Chandler didn't stop him because he knew it wasn't waiting for Chuck at all.

Neither Chuck nor Professor Alicia Harper were the type to irritate others for the sake of irritation.

Rose soon retreated in defeat.

"How about it?"

Chandler joked: "Have you learned anything about physics like Chuck?"

"Don't get me wrong, I just wanted to say hello to her. We are all scientists...I am not someone like Joey who harasses others even though he knows she is a married woman!"

After the failure, Rose was particularly tough-mouthed.

"cut!"

Joey sneered.

Monica came down quickly and saw Professor Alicia Harper at a glance. Amid everyone's gossiping eyes, she walked over directly: "Alicia, why are you here?"

"Monica."

Professor Alicia Harper greeted Monica with a natural smile, and after sitting down, she explained: "I'm waiting for a friend."

"What friend?"

Monica asked subconsciously. As soon as she said it, she realized something was wrong and quickly added: "If it's not convenient to say it, forget it."

Um.

It doesn't matter if you don't say it, she will definitely see it later.

"What's the inconvenience?"

Professor Alicia Harper smiled and said: "I have a pen pal who is highly accomplished in painting and other arts. We have been corresponding. I just recently found out that she came to New York, so we made an appointment to meet up."

"she?"

Monica grasped the key point immediately, and the smile on her face instantly became more sincere: "What does she do?"

"I didn't ask in detail. He should be engaged in art work."

Professor Alicia Harper shook her head and said, "Probably a painter."

Monica looked at her with longing, her heart moved, and she looked at her carefully.

"What's wrong?"

Professor Alicia Harper also noticed Monica's strange look, put away her thoughts, and looked over suspiciously.

"nothing."

Monica was naturally embarrassed to express her unreasonable thoughts, so she smiled and said: "My friends are all over there. I will go over and won't disturb you anymore."

Professor Alicia Harper looked along Monica's direction, smiled at Ross and Joey who were awkwardly waving to her, withdrew her gaze, and looked sideways out the window.

"How to say?"

Joey asked with gossip in his eyes.

"What do you say!"

Monica glared angrily at Joey who wished she could fight Professor Alicia Harper immediately.

"Is she waiting for Chuck?"

Rose couldn't help but provoked sourly.

"of course not!"

Monica knew what her brother was thinking. Thinking of the thought that had just crossed her mind, Monica said with a half-smile: "Don't think about it, otherwise you will definitely regret it!"

"What do I regret?"

Ross said unconvinced.

"hehe."

Monica smiled and said nothing.

While the old friends were chatting and laughing, the store door rang, and a graceful figure walked in.

"Hiss! So beautiful!"

“So elegant!”

Joey and the others suddenly looked like pigs, and even Monica was a little distracted. Under the gaze of her old friends, the beauty looked around and walked towards Professor Alicia Harper.

"Eileen Klein."

"Alicia Harper."

Professor Alicia Harper stood up and shook hands with the beautiful woman who introduced herself. This picturesque scene stunned everyone.