American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"Are you OK?"

Little Leonard held a photo with Chuck and pushed back the bullies. Then he looked at Maria who was sitting on the ground collecting her books and about to get up. Looking at Maria's beautiful face, the pride and elation he felt just now instantly turned into embarrassment and confusion. giggle.

"It's okay, thank you."

Maria stood up and smiled reluctantly at little Leonard.

Although she seemed to have been saved by a hero, the hero was actually a child, which made her feel no better psychologically, but her eyes fell on the photo in little Leonard's hand.

"Actually, you don't have to thank me, it's mainly Chuck."

Little Leonard noticed Maria's gaze and touched the back of his head very humbly: "They are afraid of him."

"Are you really good friends with him?"

Maria looked at the grinning little Leonard and the expressionless Chuck in the photo, feeling a little hesitant.

"That's what Chuck is like."

Little Leonard has long been accustomed to people's suspicions, and explained: "It always looks like this with whomever he takes a photo with, just look at how close we are!"

"..."

Maria looked at little Leonard who pointed at the photo and kept analyzing and explaining how good her relationship with Chuck was. She didn't know what to say. She glanced at Chuck in the photo again, looked away immediately, and then hurried away. .

"...My name is Leonard. If you have anything to do next time, you can come to me."

When little Leonard looked up and saw that Maria was gone, he could only whisper to his back in despair.

In the women's bathroom.

Maria sat in the toilet, took out a small mirror, and looked at herself in the mirror: "Maybe I should find Chuck through him."

"Don't look for him!"

Maria in the mirror no longer felt inferior, and her eyes were full of dominance and cruelty.

"He should know what we're about."

Maria said in panic.

"You know what's going on with us!"

Maria sneered in the mirror.

"I don't know...are you my second personality?"

Maria said weakly.

Because of Esther's case, various concepts such as mental illness, second personality, blackening, and evil personality have been widely spread.

"wrong!"

Maria's eyes in the mirror said with hatred: "I am the main personality, and you are a cowardly wretch who is completely controlled by him!"

"dad……"

Without any explanation, Maria knew who she was talking about in the mirror.

"We are so beautiful and perfect. We should live in the center of the world and be sought after by everyone! But look at you now, with low self-esteem and cowardice, and being bullied like this, shame!"

Maria scolded herself in the mirror.

"Professor Harper and Lisa are beautiful and perfect."

Maria couldn't help but retort.

Maria in the mirror paused with a fierce and proud expression, and glared at herself who gave these two examples: "That's what you think! As long as you listen to me, you will be more perfect than them..."

Seeing herself in the mirror, she didn't believe it. Maria in the mirror added: "At least I won't be weaker than them. If you don't believe me, just look and I will prove it to you! We who are confident are the most beautiful!"

"what should I do?"

Maria was a little moved.

"You know what to do! Look at me, learn from me! Align your palm with my palm."

Maria's expression in the mirror became much kinder, and she extended her hand to the mirror, gesturing for Maria to do the same.

Maria was very hesitant.

"What are you still hesitating about? I am you, and you are me. Let me control my body and show you the real way of living. You can also feel everything personally."

Maria stared at herself in the mirror: "Do you insist that we endure this useless and humiliating life?"

Maria lowered her head, slowly raised her palm, and pressed it towards the mirror.

Just when he was about to stick it on, there was a heavy knock on the door: "Who is inside muttering on the phone, are you okay?"

Maria woke up instantly, put away the mirror, opened the toilet door, lowered her head, and hurried out.

New York.

Monica's apartment.

"Chuck, I can't reach Ross."

Monica worriedly said: "It's been two days, and I don't know what he has been doing. I can't make calls, and there's no one looking for him in his apartment. I went to the museum and said he was on leave."

"Don't worry."

Chuck said bluntly: "No one would be willing to commit a crime for him."

"Don't say that."

Chandler was reading the newspaper nearby. When he heard this, he put away the newspaper and said with a smile: "Maybe he has some dinosaur genes, and someone from Jurassic Park kidnapped him."

"Stop joking!"

Monica glared at him.

"I'm not kidding."

Chandler shrugged, then pointed to the front page of the newspaper and said seriously: "It can't be because he was the lucky guy who won the biggest prize in Powerball history two days ago, and then unfortunately was kidnapped. Bar?"

"The time is right."

Monica was unconvinced and said, "Besides, Ross also occasionally buys lottery tickets."

"The winning address was a gas station on Long Island."

Chandler complained: "Don't tell me that Ross drove there specifically to buy lottery tickets. Does he have a car?"

"..."

Monica was speechless.

"Stop talking!"

Chandler jumped up and walked out.

"Where are you going?"

Monica said angrily: "We are talking about Ross! Aren't you worried about him at all?"

"Didn't Chuck already say that no one will commit a crime for him?"

Chandler joked: "I guess he was probably in trouble and went somewhere to get high. Instead of looking for him, I might as well go buy lottery tickets now!"

Speaking of which, the Powerball jackpot this time is too exaggerated. It is as high as 2.04 billion US dollars. Whoever wins it will be a real billionaire.

If I get it, maybe I can participate in the General Election this year. "

"Dream!"

Monica complained: "You don't have Chuck's genius brain, and even if you are a genius like Chuck, Powerball with such a mature gameplay is not like other regional small lotteries that can exploit loopholes.

You have a greater chance of being struck by lightning than of winning the jackpot.

Besides, who spends all day laughing at themselves about their misery?

Do you really have the luck to win such a big prize if your life is so miserable? "

"Oh oh oh."

Chandler raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "I just said it casually, don't you need to be so excited?"

"what are you guys saying?"

Rachel and Phoebe pushed the door open and asked with a smile.

"I'm talking about winning the lottery and becoming a billionaire."

Chandler laughed.

"Did you buy lottery tickets today?"

When Rachel heard this, she immediately took out a stack of lottery tickets from her pocket and said excitedly: "I bought it, I don't know if I can win!"

"No way?"

Monica looked at Rachel speechlessly: "You are really crazy!"

"$2.04 billion!"

Rachel's eyes lit up and she said, "Why can others win but I can't!"

"Stop talking about her."

Phoebe mocked: "The whole of New York is crazy, and now there are people in front of the lottery station, all queuing up to buy lottery tickets."

"You didn't buy it?"

Rachel yelled back.

"I……"

Phoebe was speechless.

"You dare to say you didn't buy it?"

Rachel scoffed.

"Phoebe?"

Monica looked at Phoebe in surprise.

When Phoebe suddenly had more money in her bank account, she didn't settle down. Instead, she informed the bank directly, and she got more compensation.

She didn't want the money, so she gave it all to the homeless man. The homeless man looked at her as if he was crazy, and he was so scared that he had to ask her once to feel relieved.

So she accepted the other party to buy her a bottle of drink.

When she opened the can, she found a human thumb inside, and the beverage company compensated her $7,000 for mental damages.

This amount of money is already a huge amount of money for ordinary Americans.

But Phoebe doesn't like this kind of unearned luck and doesn't want the money, so she ends up taking advantage of Chandler.

Because Chandler resumed his smoking habit at that time, which all his old friends disliked, Phoebe used the money to successfully make Chandler, who insisted on smoking, give up smoking voluntarily.

And now, Phoebe like this actually buys lottery tickets?

Facing Monica's gaze, Phoebe wanted to stick to her statement, but in the end she looked away, which was almost acquiescence.

"Oh, Phoebe."

Monica shook her head.

"What's wrong?"

When Phoebe saw that she had told the truth, she stopped pretending: "This is not 7,000 US dollars, nor 70,000, 7 million, or even 700 million, but 2.04 billion!!!"

"Yes! 2.04 billion!"

Rachel grabbed her lottery ticket and said with longing eyes: "If I win, I can buy whatever I want without having to look at my dad's face. I can even pay for his credit card bill. That must be very special." interesting……"

When she said this, she was a little lost. She was obviously imagining that one day she would be able to give her rich and famous doctor father a secondary card. If he didn't listen to her, she would cut off his credit card.

"Chuck, I thought you weren't a consultant to the National Lottery Association?"

Rachel suddenly thought of something and looked at Chuck: "Do you know who won the grand prize this time and became the new billionaire?"

"Ha! I can tell. You think you are too slow to buy lottery tickets. You want to get it right in one step and marry that super lucky guy directly, right?"

Chandler pointed at Rachel and smiled.

"No?"

Rachel smiled and retorted: "What, you want to rob me?"

"..."

Chandler's mouth twitched: "What if this person is Ross?"

"Rose?"

Rachel was stunned for a moment, and then shouted in disbelief: "It's not really Ross, is it?"

"Does it feel like you have lost 1.02 billion?"

Chandler sarcastically said: "I knew you should have given him a chance, right?"

"Is it true?"

Rachel's expression was extremely complicated.

In the original time and space, she had already fallen in love with Ross for the first time, and they might have broken up for the first time.

But because of Chuck's appearance, under the butterfly effect, Ross, who couldn't deal with Chuck, was exposed in advance in all his unbearable and ugly ways.

Coupled with the fact that they didn't get along with Chuck, it got to the point where they stopped seeing each other.

People tend to get close to C-position figures in the social center, especially Ross and Chuck.

Therefore, although Rachel, who had a deep understanding of this kind of social rules since childhood, was still friends with Ross, she had no subconscious intention to develop further.

Until now, there has been no romantic spark.

"Monica thinks so, what do you think?"

Chandler teased.

"I couldn't get in touch with Ross for two days and I was a little worried."

Monica said angrily: "I was just thinking about asking Chuck to check it out for me."

"It turns out it's fake."

Rachel was a little disappointed.

"What if it's true?"

Chandler pressed.

Rachel didn't speak, but her eyes said everything. This was 2.04 billion U.S. dollars, and she thought she could do it.

Um.

Phoebe on the side had the same expression.

Compared to Rachel who subconsciously did not respond to Ross, Phoebe had a passionate moment with Ross.

Although she was interrupted by other old friends who suddenly walked into the bar before entering the alley, if Ross really won the 2.04 billion US dollar prize, Phoebe felt that she could also consider Ross.

After all, money is just a number to a certain extent.

Although Phoebe doesn't like money, she can like numbers~

"I'll have someone check it out."

Seeing that Monica's eyes were still worried, Chuck nodded.

"good!"

Monica laughed instantly.

She wasn't actually very worried, but it was just that it had been two days, and there was a detective like Chuck beside her, and the two of them were so close, so asking him for help was a kind of fun and foreplay.

"Monica, are you not moved at all?"

Rachel looked at Monica in confusion.

"What makes you excited?"

Monica was trying to figure out which weakness to challenge tonight, when she was stunned by Rachel's question.

"Lottery! Billionaire's wealth!"

Rachel's stubborn reminder: "I remember you also bought lottery tickets. I don't believe you are not interested in this at all?"

"I don't care, and that was before. Now I don't know if it's suitable or not..."

Monica said, looking at Chuck with smiling eyes.

"Why is it inappropriate?"

Rachel complained: "Let's buy it together. Spend more money and buy more, and the probability of winning will be greater."

"You are really obsessed with money."

Chandler mocked: "Don't you see that she is showing affection?"

"Show affection?"

Rachel was stunned for a moment, then followed Chandler's gaze to look at Chuck, and then continued to scan Chuck and Monica. After Chandler's reminder, she finally reacted and said speechlessly: "No. Right? This can also be related? "

Monica smiled and said nothing.

"Chuck, tell me it doesn't matter!"

Rachel looked at Chuck: "Don't tell me, because you are a consultant to the National Lottery Association and get paid every year, not only can you not buy it, but your girlfriend can't buy it either?"

"Don't understand?"

Chuck looked at her.

"..."

Rachel's mouth twitched and she complained: "It's a good thing I didn't become your girlfriend, otherwise I wouldn't even have the freedom to buy lottery tickets."

"You think beautifully!"

Monica raised her fist and threatened.

"Am I not worthy of my conditions?"

Rachel raised her head and raised her chest, stretched out her hands to show her face and curves, and looked at Chuck proudly: "Chuck, tell me!"

"Meet the scientific research baseline."

Chuck nodded bluntly.

"Did you see that?"

Rachel looked at Monica proudly, but was knocked down by Monica. The two women fought for a while. After they separated, Rachel smiled while arranging her hair.

"Don't worry, I don't want to be his girlfriend just because she can't buy lottery tickets. If one day I win 2.04 billion, I can do whatever I want!"

Everyone joked for a while, and Chuck took Monica out of the apartment and drove towards the mountainside villa.

"Hey, why are you stopping here?"

Monica was wondering why Chuck was parked on a deserted road when she saw a police car approaching and blocking a car behind Chuck.

"Is someone following us?"

Monica had followed Chuck for so long and was well-informed. She immediately reacted and her expression changed.

"Stay in the car and don't move."

Chuck confessed, walked out of the car, nodded to the policeman who greeted him, and walked towards the following vehicle.

"Don't get me wrong, Dr. Wolfe, he is one of our own."

The person in the car stretched out his hand to show that he meant no harm, and then followed the standard police procedure and walked out. After confirming that he was harmless, he let him go.

"Dr. Wolfe, please introduce yourself. I am a private investigator hired by the National Lottery Association."

"National Lottery Association?"

Seeing that the situation was under control, Monica also got out of the car. When she heard this, she was surprised and said: "Since we are one of our own, why are you following us?"

"Because of Ross Geller!"

The private detective took a deep look at Monica: "Dr. Wolfe, you should understand what happened, right?"

"It's Rose who wins the jackpot."

Chuck said calmly: "You were hired to investigate whether I had anything to do with him winning the lottery."

Monica: "..."