American TV series Detective's Daily Life

On the big screen, another shot was shown at the right time. It was the scene of Justine, who was cleaning in the mountainside villa above the secret room, receiving a call from Chuck.

"good."

Although Justine had not finished cleaning, after receiving Chuck's call, she directly put down what she was doing and walked out without any hesitation or inquiry.

Ten seconds later, her car drove out.

The oil painting beauty smiled and said: "I don't believe you will really let me die here...especially in front of Anna."

"You're right. For Anna's sake, I won't kill you until you touch my bottom line."

Chuck said expressionlessly: "But this does not mean that I must ensure your safety. You seeking death yourself is not within this scope."

The oil painting beauty stared at Chuck.

Chuck stared back calmly.

Time passed by minute by second, and the blood flowing out of the oil painting beauty's wrist stained the ground red because the artery was bitten by herself.

No one spoke again.

The oil painting beauty looked at the expressionless Chuck and Anna, stretched out her good right hand and pressed it on her left wrist. The blood flowing freely immediately slowed down greatly.

It was obvious that she had a very high understanding of human body structure and her skill in self-rescue was one of the reasons why she dared to bite out the artery in her wrist.

However, her face was very ugly.

"Look! You still understand the preciousness of life. I think this is our consensus."

Chuck said straightforwardly, and then operated on his mobile phone. The door of the secret room opened: "The first aid kit is outside."

The oil painting beauty pressed her wrist and walked out of the secret room. She stepped back and looked at Chuck on the screen: "I admit that I underestimated you, but next time, you won't have such an advantage."

Then he looked at Anna next to Chuck: "Sister, I will find you."

After saying that, he disappeared from the door of the secret room. Following Chuck's prompts, he found the first aid box. After skillfully performing simple first aid, he glanced at the Gatling Bodhisattva and various equipment, and murmured: "It's really annoying and interesting. guy."

She does crazy things, but it is rational madness based on logical calculations, not the kind of disorderly and random madness.

She judged that Chuck and Anna would not kill her. She knew that Justin was above and that she had the ability to save herself in a crisis. The combination of various factors was why she dared to use the extremely crazy act of biting out the artery in her wrist to escape from the confinement in the secret room. logical link.

But when Chuck said that the secret room could not be controlled remotely, and asked Justin, the only one who had time to open the door, to leave in front of her, and said that he would indeed not kill her now, it did not mean that he had to threaten them with suicide. When I asked her, she was a little unsure.

Anna would never be like this without Chuck here.

And with Chuck here, Anna is now completely out of character, with her elbows turned outward, and she looks like she takes Chuck's decision as the final decision.

She began to suspect that even if Chuck really did this and watched her die in this cell, Anna would not have any grudge against her and Chuck.

This kind of Chuck who is in Schrödinger's situation of saving or not saving is something she can't guess.

Therefore, being rational and crazy, she chose to take a step back. Although she felt aggrieved, putting herself in the state of Schrödinger's cat in order to gamble on Chuck's final decision was not something a wise person would do.

This is not the last, but just a round, or even just a special blind date carefully designed by my sister.

It's quite darkly humorous to think that Chuck deliberately said that the secret room could not be opened remotely, and then asked Justin to leave, despite the possibility that the lie could become real at any time.

As she said in the secret room before, when she figured out that the reason why her sister did this was to let her as a relative and him as an eyeball have a blind date, she really didn't care about this substitution behavior.

And now, she was even looking forward to the second date in the future.

Of course, that time, it was up to her to take charge of the location and content of the date...

"Dr. Wolfa, good news!"

Just as Chuck hung up the phone, he saw the beautiful doctor Cameron coming over with an excited look: "After using antiprotozoal drugs, Alicia's pain has been greatly reduced. Although it is not certain that it is amoeba, the probability is very high. big."

"This is indeed good news."

Chuck confessed.

In this case, he no longer has to instill the precious water of life into Professor Alicia Harper for the time being.

As time went on, more good news came.

Professor Alicia Harper woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw Chuck for the first time. Her beautiful eyes regained their vitality: "Chuck, I can see you."

"Congratulations."

Congratulations Chuck.

"Same joy."

After Professor Alicia Harper survived the torture that was worse than death, her current state made her extremely grateful. She couldn't help but joked: "I know you don't like change."

"Yes, Tongxi."

Chuck looked at the smile in her eyes and knew that what she was saying was that he should feel the same joy in being able to see her eyes again that he liked so much.

"But some changes are necessary."

Professor Alicia Harper glanced at her husband who reappeared and walked here. She murmured something, then reached out and held Chuck's hand: "If there is another day like this, when I lose the ability to make decisions, At that moment, I want you to make the decision for me, not him."

"ok."

After a moment of silence, Chuck calmly agreed.

It's just a life or death decision, it's not difficult for him.

"Alicia, are you okay?"

Professor Alicia Harper faced her husband who walked in with his head lowered to greet her, and said calmly: "John, I'm fine."

th.

That’s all!

So, she didn't even let go of Chuck's hand.

Professor John Harper mustered up the courage to look up several times, but did not dare to look at his wife who was too calm. Finally, he noticed this scene. His expression was stunned. He was not as angry as he imagined. His eyes were very complicated. Looking at this Holding his hands, he murmured: "That's good, that's good..."

"Very good indeed."

Professor Alicia Harper felt a flash of revengeful joy in her heart because she had not been treated like a virtuous and beautiful wife for so many years: "Maybe I should have been like this."

"Dr. Wolfe has just arrived."

Professor John Harper's candid reminder.

"..."

Professor Alicia Harper paused.

yes!

Chuck just arrived!

Not everyone can be accepted by her, especially after experiencing such a husband, she actually no longer has much hope for men, and she has recognized her own heart...

If it weren't for this life-or-death experience, and Chuck was willing to take risks for her to relieve her pain, she would actually stay away from him.

"When will you be discharged from the hospital?"

Professor John Harper raised his eyes, which had been looking at the floor, and glanced at his silent wife.

"have no idea."

Professor Alicia Harper laughed at herself: "It depends on the doctor and Chuck... maybe I won't go back."

"You want to come back!"

Professor John Harper raised his voice and said in a panic: "I'll wait for you at home."

Having said this, he seemed to be deeply afraid that his wife would say rejection, so he turned around and ran out. His posture was extremely awkward, but you could see his efforts. He walked to the door in this awkward posture, held the door and looked back to check. Ke and his wife lowered their heads and said, "I'll wait for you two at home."

"……What did you say?"

Even though Professor Alicia Harper had gone through the test of life and death, she thought she had seen through a lot of things. She could not mourn her husband more than her heart had died, and she was able to look at everything about her husband calmly. However, she was still shaken by her husband's sudden words. He ducked his waist.

"I'll wait for you two to come back at home."

Faced with his wife's dumbfounded inquiry, Professor John Harper mustered up the courage to say one more sentence, and then ran away in a stiff posture.

"Chuck, did you hear that?"

Professor Alicia Harper's face turned pale, and she was a little unsure whether her condition had relapsed. She had auditory hallucinations again, and reached out to try to touch Chuck in front of her.

"heard it."

Chuck allowed Professor Alicia Harper to fumble and calmed her fear: "You are not hallucinating or hearing anything."

Professor Alicia Harper felt the real hard touch, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, breaking away from the fear of recurring illness, and then her face became annoyed: "John, what does he mean!"

"He sees that you want to leave him, and he is reluctant to do so, so he would rather choose to acquiesce and not interfere with your choice. He just asks you to stay at home."

Chuck expressed his understanding straightforwardly.

"..."

Of course Professor Alicia Harper knew this, and she also knew that Chuck's character was like this, but she was still a little unaccustomed to this kind of uprightness. Her expression changed for a long time, and she looked at Chuck and asked, "What do you think?"

"I'm not here to break you up."

Chuck said seriously.

"..."

Professor Alicia Harper's mouth twitched.

Although she didn't know the joke, she had a high IQ. Based on her understanding of Chuck's character, she could somewhat guess the connotation of this sentence.

Then she sighed quietly and said nothing more.

Chuck didn't say anything else. After her condition stabilized and she fell asleep again, he returned to the mountainside villa.

The oil painting beauty is long gone.

Chuck came to the secret room, looked at the large pool of blood inside, and calmly took out a white rose from his breast pocket, walked to the pool of blood, squatted down, and soaked the white rose flowers in the oil painting Beauty In the blood, a white rose turned into a red rose.

Chuck walked to the bedside with the blood-soaked red rose, put the rose on the bed as usual, took out his phone and took a picture.

The best hunters have always been in the form of prey.

One piece and one piece of relaxation is the kingly way.

In an unknown place, the oil painting beauty who escaped from the mountainside villa has taken care of her injuries and is recuperating her body while arranging manpower operations to regain control of the global criminal kingdom that was in chaos and restlessness due to the attacks of Chuck and Anna.

A female subordinate came in with a mobile phone: "Someone sent a message to this old mobile phone."

"give it to me."

The oil painting beauty casually reached out to take the phone, signaled the female subordinate to leave, and after some operations, opened the mailbox and saw the familiar bed and the unfamiliar yet familiar red roses on the bed. Her expression instantly became gloomy. Then the corners of his mouth curled up, he quickly sent a text message, and then completely destroyed the phone.

"Now that the game has started, don't let it stop."

Texas.

Bishop Township.

A girl with a delicate appearance and an indifferent expression walked alone on the way home. She should have been used to all this, because she had always been like this.

But since she had a good friend, Hannah, and lost her a year ago, it took a full year for her to completely come out and regain her usual peace.

That was one night.

She was in the Bishop Public Library with her only friend Hannah, who was playing a stupid stand-alone game on the computer, and she was looking at Han as she quickly flipped through the books to absorb the knowledge. The movement on Na's side.

When Hannah failed to play the game again, she appeared at the right time and enjoyed the communication with her only friend Hannah.

Then Hannah handed her a book "Flowers for Algernon", recommended it to her, and left the library with her bag on her back.

She took over Hannah's failed game, easily passed the stupid game, and wrote her online name on the record for the highest score in a computer game: root!

Root means the highest authority and is her ideal name in the online world.

After typing with a slightly raised corner of her mouth, she caught a glimpse of her friend Hannah completing the borrowing procedures at the librarian's place and walking out. She quickly followed, and then saw Hannah getting into a car, which belonged to the librarian's lover. car.

She sensed something was wrong, immediately called the police, told the police the news, and told the female librarian.

But the female librarian simply did not accept that the man she had just fallen in love with could be a pervert, and insulted her severely.

Then the news came that Hannah was missing.

She knew that it was the librarian's former lover and current husband who did it, but unfortunately the world was ignorant and cruel and did not listen to her at all.

She chose silence and hiding.

If it weren't for her only relative, her sick mother, who needed her, she would have left here long ago.

As she walked, she stopped and saw Hannah's missing person tracing tips posted on the wall. She knew that it was the obsession of Hannah's mother who was almost going crazy.

"Very boring, isn't it?"

Suddenly, a nice female voice sounded next to her. She stepped back warily, looked over, and saw a very classically beautiful woman standing there, looking at the tips.

The profile is picturesque.

"Who are you?"

The girl whose real name is Samantha Grove and whose screen name is root asked.

"You can call me Moriarty."

The person who came was the oil painting beauty: "Samantha, but I prefer to call you root. I can help you avenge your friend, and I can also let your mother get the best treatment. The most important thing is, I can show you things." This world will be more exciting, if you are willing...so are you willing?"

"What do you want in return?"

Root is not as calm as a 13-year-old girl.

"I like your directness."

The oil painting beauty smiled and said: "Of course I want you to help me, but what I need is very simple, and it should be very interesting for you. I hope you will continue to challenge your limits until you help me find my naughty sister~ "