American TV series Detective's Daily Life

Central Park Cafe.

When the pen pals met, they were both first-class beauties. Naturally, they did not die in the presence of the public. Instead, they had a very happy conversation, which was really a feast for the eyes of the onlookers.

People like Joey and Ross who still had ideas listened with their ears pricked up, wanting to hear what they were talking about first so that they could find an opportunity to strike up a conversation later.

However, the conversation between the two women was so high-end and elegant that people like Joey could only stare and have no idea what was being said.

Ross, who is a doctor, is actually just like me, too.

"Hey, what kind of relationship do you think they have? I don't think it's normal?"

As a waiter in the cafe, the gossipy Rachel was extra diligent today. From time to time, she would go over to refill the two women’s drinks and ask diligently if they wanted anything else. After returning, when she and her old friends continued to watch the gossip, she was well-informed. , the more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong.

"Didn't you hear what Monica said? It's a pen pal."

Ross looked over there dreamily and said casually.

"wrong."

Rachel sat on the armrest of the sofa, touched her chin, and denied this statement: "It's definitely not a simple pen pal. Besides, communication is so advanced these days, who serious person still writes letters and becomes a pen pal?"

"Then what do you think the relationship is?"

Chandler joked: "Ross!"

"..."

Ross originally looked like a fool, but when Chandler said this, he instinctively sensed something was wrong and finally turned his gaze over.

"right!"

Rachel also suppressed a smile: "Ross, tell me!"

"No way?"

Joey originally thought about that, but when he mentioned Ross, he immediately had an idea and looked over there in disbelief.

"What do you mean?"

Ross was unwilling to accept this statement with a dark face.

"Don't you feel that this person named Irene is full of arrogance?"

Rachel pointed out: "There is also Professor Alicia Harper. This radiant face doesn't look like she is just meeting a pen pal."

"No!!!"

Ross yelled.

"yes!!!"

Joey didn't have Ross' psychological shadow. Instead, he cheered with a louder voice and his expression was very excited.

He likes to watch beautiful women fight, in every sense of the word.

"I'll take a picture and show it to Chuck."

Chandler took out his cell phone and secretly filmed the scene.

"Don't look for trouble!"

Monica glared at Chandler, took the phone away, and deleted the photos: "Aren't you busy recently?"

"How can I not be busy?"

Chandler complained: "I will be a leader in the future, so I will take this time to relax, otherwise it will be difficult for you to meet me. Since I said I wanted to work hard last time, Chuck directly He arranged all my time clearly! It makes me regret it now."

"I see you're enjoying it."

Ross said in a sinister tone.

"Who told me to have this temperament!"

Chandler laughed at himself: "No matter how uncomfortable I feel on the inside, on the outside I look like I'm enjoying it and I'm used to it."

"What's Chuck been up to lately?"

Rachel asked curiously: "I haven't seen him come to Monica for experiments?"

"Don't say that!"

Although Monica was used to the experiments that Chuck talked about, she still felt a little uncomfortable hearing her old friends say it and couldn't help but interrupt.

"It seems to be quite busy lately."

Chandler shook his head and said: "I don't know what he is busy with. You should ask Monica about this. After all, when it comes to relationship intimacy, I am just a comedy assistant, and Monica is a scientific research assistant."

"Dont look at me!"

Monica said angrily: "Don't you know what I've been busy with these two weeks? I'm going to be annoyed to death by my aunt!"

Everyone who had seen Mrs. Wolowitz couldn't help laughing.

"What happened to your little cousin in the end?"

Joey gossiped.

"He succeeded."

Monica said with a tangled expression.

"real or fake?"

Chandler didn't believe it: "I think your aunt is not a good person, how can she be so easy to talk to?"

"I'm not finished yet."

Monica complained: "He succeeded because my aunt, with the persuasion of all of us, realized that it was better to say that Howard did not have a father. After all, so many people in the United States did not have a father, but it was not good to have no friends since childhood. .

Now, because of Chuck's help, Howard finally has one or two friends. For this reason, he wants to stay here and stay with his friends. This is a very healthy mental state.

But he failed too.

Because my aunt's decision was to move, she moved her home in Pasadena directly to New Jersey for Howard's sake. "

"Howard wailed. He may never be able to escape his mother's clutches in his life."

Ross also gloated about this.

"What makes you happy?"

Monica reminded angrily: "Don't forget that aunt is getting closer to us like this."

Ross was stunned for a moment, then immediately fell down.

He really forgot about this.

"I know what he's thinking!"

Joey winked and looked like I am your little cousin Howard's confidant.

"Stop that expression of yours!"

Monica said disgustedly: "Because I had a bad example before, it affected a half-year-old boy into such a despicable state. If he is led astray by you again, he will be completely ruined."

"What do you mean?"

Rose's face darkened: "Who was the bad example before?!"

"Do you want me to ask the eldest brother to confess?"

Monica responded directly: "I think he must have a lot to say."

"..."

Ross choked.

Young cousin Howard had a wretched internet name that was so straightforward and unexplainable. The key was that such a small hacker was quite skilled. He easily cracked his computer password and took control of his web browsing history.

When really facing each other, he really didn't dare to say harsh words.

"They still know how to play."

Chandler answered: "At such a young age, everyone is playing with high-end robots, and they designed and manufactured them themselves. As expected, everyone who can chat with Chuck is a talented person."

"Are you really good at boasting?"

Ross was unhappy. What do you mean? Among his old friends, he was the only one who had a conflict with Chuck and couldn't talk about going together. Now that Chandler said this, the others nodded happily and looked proud. He just felt it was too dazzling.

Co-authors, you are all talents, but I am not!

"Can you play with robots?"

Chandler joked: "Especially when you are so young?"

"I just love dinosaurs!"

Ross was naturally not at that level, and said harshly: "Dinosaurs are much more interesting than robots!"

When everyone was chatting and gossiping, they didn't notice that Irene, who was chatting with Professor Alicia Harper, glanced here inadvertently.

Another moment passed.

Eileen stood up, and Professor Alicia Harper stood up with her, and said with some reluctance: "Are you leaving now?"

"Well, I have some things to do."

Eileen smiled and said: "But I received an invitation from the Art Department of Columbia University and will stay here for a few days. If you are free tomorrow, you can come to my place to communicate. I have been painting a painting recently and I would like to hear what you have to say. Opinion."

"Okay! I will definitely go there tomorrow!"

Professor Alicia Harper agreed immediately.

After the two women hugged, Irene walked towards the door. When passing by the sofa in the cafe that was often occupied by old friends, she smiled at Monica before leaving.

"Is she smiling at me?"

Everyone who was pretending to be busy with their own affairs just now got together again, and Joey felt a little bit better than Bi Lian.

"Stop being gay!"

Monica knew that Eileen was smiling at her and complained, then stood up and walked towards Professor Alicia Harper who had not left yet, ready to make some excuses.

There is always an indescribable emotion in her heart, but it is difficult to express it, otherwise her old friends will probably make fun of her. This is Chuck's syndrome of having too many scientific research partners.

Whenever you see a high-quality beauty, you subconsciously worry that the other person will seize her scientific research resources. This is a disease and it needs to be cured!

The next day.

Brother.

"Professor Alicia Harper."

"Hey, Dr. Wolfe, why are you here?"

Professor Alicia Harper arrived as scheduled to find her pen pal Erin, but instead met Chuck.

"I have a case that requires consultation with a professional restoration painter."

Chuck said calmly: "I heard that Columbia invited a well-known professional restoration painter in the industry, so I came to take a look."

"What a coincidence!"

Professor Alicia Harper looked happy: "You must be talking about Irene! She is my pen pal, and her artistic attainments are very high. If you meet her, your trip will be worthwhile!"

"I am looking forward."

Chuck raised his decorative glasses.

The two walked side by side.

Along the way, Professor Alicia Harper kept talking about the Eileen in her eyes. Chuck didn't interrupt, and followed the address to Eileen's residence. After knocking on the door, he heard a pleasant female voice coming from inside.

"Please come in."

Professor Alicia Harper acted like a hostess. After opening the door, she led Chuck inside and saw oil paintings placed in the room, with the ink still wet.

"Eileen, what are you doing?"

Professor Alicia Harper was stunned.

"I recently read an Oriental novel, and I got inspired last night. I suddenly wanted to draw my own feelings, so I simply ignored the brushwork and started carving it carefully."

Erin didn't look back, she was still sitting there painting with a palette in one hand and a brush in the other.

"Oriental novels?"

Professor Alicia Harper was immediately attracted. She even forgot to introduce Chuck. She leaned over and looked at it carefully. She looked at the painting and thought thoughtfully: "This is a complete story. They belong to a pair of sisters..."

"Yes."

Eileen sat there, painting, and introduced leisurely: "These sisters are the most powerful women in the world, and they are also the most powerful humans in the world! No man can compare with them! The elder sister is first, and the younger sister is the most powerful. Second! They have been living together in the palace on top of the world, sitting and watching the changes in the world. This should be a very beautiful day."

"It is indeed beautiful..."

Professor Alicia Harper's expression changed, she looked at the pair of stunningly beautiful sisters in the painting and murmured to herself.

"But accidents happen."

Eileen said while drawing: "My sister has some physical disabilities due to some accidents when she was a child, so she is mentally deficient and cannot maintain the most perfect state of mind like her sister.

One day, a man broke into their world. The younger sister, who was still a little naive, fell hopelessly in love with this man. However, the elder sister knew that this man would cause unacceptable harm to her sister, so she wanted to remove the man from her sister. The world is driven away.

But the younger sister has been blindfolded and cannot see the truth at all. She actually wants to break up with her sister who loves her deeply because of this man. "

"Love is always blind."

Professor Alicia Harper smiled bitterly.

"But that's not love, is it?"

Eileen sneered: "This man, like other men, fell in love with each other when he met him. He had sex with the maid in his sister's palace. After being discovered by his sister, he completely broke her heart as she predicted, making her unable to change. Be stronger.

So, my sister killed this man with her own hands!

But the palace maid was pregnant with the man's child.

The sister vowed to make the man pay the price for hurting her sister, including the child.

For her sister, she can become as cruel as the devil. Even if God comes and wants to stop her, she will make God bleed.

But my sister relented again and begged her to let this evil guy go.

My sister is such a proud person. She always tells the truth. Faced with her sister's plea, she knows that she is lying, but she is still willing to give up her principles, vows and majesty for her sister.

The bastard survived and continued to grow with the secret help of his sister. Her sister saw everything but tolerated her again and again.

The result is that the evil one continues to destroy the authority of the two sisters, and finally unites with a powerful enemy of the two sisters to completely subvert everything about the sisters. "

"and after?"

Professor Alicia Harper saw Irene stopped here and was just drawing there. She was completely absorbed by the story and couldn't help but ask.

"later?"

Eileen smiled and said: "In the last battle, my sister was injured and her strength was greatly reduced. She was no longer able to overwhelm everyone. When life and death were uncertain, my sister still chose to stand on the opposite side and speak for the evil side. Given my sister’s final choice, who do you stand on? My sister’s choice completely broke my sister’s heart.”

Professor Alicia Harper's breath stopped and she said in a trembling voice, "What about the result?"

She actually already knew the result, because Irene was drawing the final result, but she was really unwilling to accept the result and wanted Irene to deny her guess.

"result?"

Eileen said calmly: "The result is that the heartbroken sister killed her with her own hands, then fought to the death with the enemy, and finally wiped out all the enemies, hugged her sister's body, and returned to her palace, freezing her sister forever. around oneself.

From then on, there were no more disputes, and the two sisters returned to their previous close relationship. This oriental novel story is called Peerless Twins! "

"Peerless twin beauties..."

Professor Alicia Harper watched Irene finish the last stroke, and watched the sister in the painting kill her sister with her own hands. She cried and laughed. She was immersed in this story and couldn't extricate herself.

Irene turned around and looked at Chuck, who had been silent, with a half-smile: "Sir, what do you think of this story of two peerless beauties?"