American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"So this is why you hate Western drugs and alcoholism so much, right?"

MAX was so optimistic that he couldn't help but start gossiping.

"Did you know I'm from Texas?"

Chuck looked at her.

In the American TV series Bankrupt Sisters, MAX is already mature, and she has not seen any major physical problems. Therefore, for her who is extremely optimistic about Schrödinger's sequelae, the outcome of the collapse of the probability cloud should be good.

"I know!"

MAX nodded: "Many people even call you the Light of Texas!"

"Do you know what more people call Texans?"

Chuck asked.

"Well."

MAX was a little hesitant, but under Chuck's gaze, he boldly said frankly: "Red neck, old white man!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly added: "These are all those damn discriminatory and damn slanderous names! Don't say that your neck is not red at all, and you are not old at all..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chuck: "I am 23 years old."

"..."

MAX suddenly choked. Looking at Chuck's face, he didn't feel it at all at first, but when he said it together with his age, he could no longer say that he was not old at all. He could only laugh and said: "What are you doing?" Mature tough guy style! Much more handsome than those creamy sissies! There’s no comparison!”

"I know."

Chuck knew that MAX was speaking from his heart, so he accepted it as a matter of course. He looked at MAX and continued to ask: "Then do you know why you are called Old White Man? How do you explain the word 老白男?"

"Why?"

MAX gave Chuck some trouble.

Originally she thought she knew.

But after thinking about it carefully, she felt that there was something wrong. Why did she have to add the word "老"?

Even if someone from Texas looks precocious like Chuck, his appearance is at the peak of his debut, and he cannot be called an old man at all.

"Because there are no young people left."

Chuck said seriously: "Drugs and alcoholism have caused infertility and greatly increased the chance of deformed children. A large number of adults are running to big cities with more dense populations, and there are fewer and fewer white boys."

"puff!"

MAX was drinking water. When he heard this, he spat out the water in his mouth. He coughed and shouted, "What kind of hell joke is this?"

"If you are not from Texas, you don't know. People in Mexico next door have a famous saying: Mexico is too far from heaven and too close to the United States."

Chuck said calmly: "So what kind of hell joke do you think this is?"

"Holy shit!"

After MAX laughed, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Hell jokes only sound funny to someone outside of hell.

And people in hell, even if they laugh together, they can't laugh at all inside.

Because I am also part of the joke, the clown is myself!

However, the extremely optimistic MAX was really not good enough. Soon she started laughing again, and the infatuation in her eyes when she looked at Chuck became more and more obvious.

"Are you telling me a joke on purpose? Tell me, even if the sequelae of Schrödinger in my situation are very bad, it is actually just a very common and common situation. Please comfort me not to worry, right?"

"as long as you are happy."

Chuck was noncommittal.

"Of course I'm happy! I'm so happy!"

A smile spread across MAX's face: "If Bernie knew about this, she would be jealous to death! Hahaha!"

"What are you talking about, so happy?"

Just then, a man walked in and smiled.

When MAX saw it, the smile immediately solidified on his face.

"Hello, I'm Lisa! Boss's assistant!"

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, introduced herself with a smile: "You must be MAX."

"Don't! You are the MAX!"

MAX looked at the Texas girl Lisa's proud figure and dazzlingly beautiful face and eyes, and complained self-deprecatingly.

"You are so funny."

Lisa, the big Texas girl, immediately smiled knowingly.

"You know me too?"

The negative emotions in MAX's heart disappeared in a flash, and he regained his optimism. He looked at the big Texas girl Lisa from the perspective of the female Siji: "So you, the assistant, were responsible for investigating me and then contacting Bernie and the others?"

"no."

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, pursed her lips: "I have been working as a shadow doctor in this hospital these days, and I heard them mention you, so I know about it."

"Shadow Doctor?"

MAX was not surprised that others would mention her. After all, with her figure, she was so topical that she would be the center of gossip everywhere. She was curious about something else.

"Aren't you Detective Chuck's assistant?"

"I am!"

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, looked at MAX with a somewhat complicated look: "But recently, the case of Dr. Edward Oster reminded me of my original dream again.

Be an excellent cardiothoracic surgeon.

Boss also fully supports me.

I hesitated.

After all, I am already so old, and I haven’t touched a book for a long time. Now I am going to study in medical school, and I don’t have much confidence.

Boss advised me not to make a hasty decision, and then helped me arrange an opportunity to work as a shadow doctor in this hospital. "

"Your first dream was to be a cardiothoracic surgeon?"

MAX's venomous tongue is his nature, and he brought it out unconsciously: "I understand you! Sometimes being too big is really a worry. I have imagined that if I were a cardiothoracic surgeon, I would definitely help them both lose weight~ "

While speaking, he had already pulled down the quilt and lowered his head to complain.

"..."

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, twitched the corners of her mouth and reminded: "Cardiothoracic surgeons specialize in heart surgery, not plastic surgery."

"Is it divided so finely?"

MAX laughed and said: "After breast reduction surgery, the burden on the heart is less! It is also considered a heart surgery!"

Seeing that the big Texas girl Lisa looked at him and said nothing, MAX quickly changed the subject: "What is the shadow doctor?"

"It's just to give people who don't know what doctors really do, an opportunity to understand what doctors do in their daily work."

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, explained: “It’s like a shadow. You follow her to see what she does. After following her for a few days or a week or two, you will have a better understanding of this profession, so you can better understand it. It determines whether you really love this profession and can accept the good and bad aspects of this profession! You will not regret it if you do it in the future."

"This sounds good."

MAX said with envy: "You still know how to play. We have never heard of such an opportunity."

"You will also have many opportunities in the future."

Lisa, the big Texas girl, looked at her meaningfully: "Believe me!"

"Stop comforting me."

MAX laughed at himself: "I'm not as good as you, but I still want to be a doctor. I didn't even graduate from high school. I'm really big-hearted and brainless."

"As long as you are willing to learn, it's not as difficult as you think."

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, smiled and said, "Besides, you look smart. You might become a female scientist in the future."

"Hahaha."

MAX suddenly burst into laughter and pointed at his nose: "Me, a scientist? What I am best at is making cupcakes. Will I be a cupcake scientist from now on?"

"Anything is fine."

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, glanced at Chuck and said with a smile: "Anyway, I can do scientific experiments!"

"You have been this shadow doctor for a few days. How do you feel?"

MAX asked with a smile.

"good."

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, thought for a while: "There are good and bad things, but overall I feel quite hopeful. The world also needs more good doctors with conscience!"

"You became a doctor instead of Detective Chuck's assistant?"

MAX said curiously: "I feel like if I were given a choice, I would definitely choose to be a detective assistant. That would be both majestic and exciting!"

"maybe."

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, glanced at Chuck with complicated eyes: "But people still have to have some dreams and work hard to study and improve themselves, otherwise they will be in a stagnant pool of water.

You know that water must flow in order to be more energetic. "

"I know!"

MAX immediately answered: "More moisturized!"

"Yeah, moister, fresher, and more interesting."

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, looked at the still a little green MAX and sighed.

The girl in front of me is actually not as good as her in appearance and figure, but she is better than her in terms of novelty. For scientific experiments, novelty is the variable and the fun of exploring the unknown.

And who can resist a fresh and fun person who has great looks and figure, and more importantly, is full of dirty jokes?

She uses herself to save others, so she really can't refuse.

"Okay, let her rest."

Chuck finally spoke: "We should go back."

"OK!"

Lisa, the big Texas girl, finally smiled when she saw Chuck saying this.

It seemed that her boss was not driving her away because he was tired of her, but he really wanted her to pursue her original dream.

Only then did she finally make up her mind to take a leave of absence with pay and go to medical school. While chasing her original dream, she worked hard to improve herself, so that the boss who is a scientist could see her as a scientific variable in the eyes of the boss!

Her senior and occasional weekend classmate, Jane Banner, was actually an FBI agent. It seemed that the other party had noticed this early. When the gesture was exhausted and she really couldn't imagine that she had more other scientific variables, The agent's keen sense made the other party take the initiative to take this step.

Now it's just the pressure that's getting to her.

The next day.

New York.

Columbia University.

Biology laboratory.

"Shit! This is too miserable and shocking!"

Detective Shenfan and Detective Amy Santiago tried hard not to look at the bodies on the ground. When they saw Chuck coming in, they quickly let out a sigh of relief and came over: "Chuck, you are finally here."

"how's it going?"

Chuck asked.

"Meet Dr. Noah Fogel!"

The frustrated detective waved back grandly and showed Chuck the body lying on the ground behind him.

Detective Amy Santiago took another look, then quickly moved away, covering her mouth, her throat relaxing and contracting, as if she wanted to vomit.

no way!

The face of the person lying on the ground could no longer be seen clearly, and his body was covered with white mice.

This is a biological laboratory. The iron shelf on the side that is obviously used to keep mice has half fallen to the ground. In the cages inside the iron shelf, there is no longer a single white mouse. They have all run to the ground. This one goes to Dr. Noah Fogel.

Not to mention patients with trypophobia, any ordinary person would find this scene extremely terrifying and unbearable.

However, Chuck was used to enduring all kinds of discomfort, so he looked at them calmly and ordered the people from the forensic department who came in: "Collect these white mice, lock them up, and monitor them closely."

"That's not true, is it?"

The person from the forensics department complained.

"These are probably worth $5 million."

Chuck was concise and to the point.

"What?!"

Everyone in the forensics department was shocked. One person who liked to show off his wits couldn't help but complained: "Did someone hire these guinea pigs to kill people and spent 5 million US dollars on them?"

"Are you discriminating against these... these rats?"

The annoying detective wanted to make a joke, but the word cute came to his lips and he couldn't say it out.

"Follow Detective Chuck's instructions. If something goes wrong, you will be in big trouble."

Detective Amy Santiago reminds.

The people in the forensics department had no choice but to take the mice away from the deceased one by one and put them in cages.

"Does evil come with evil consequences?"

Detective Shenfan waited until all the white mice were caught, then he dared to look directly at the corpse. After looking around, he found that there were no signs of being attacked. He joked: "When we used these white mice for experiments, they accidentally moved them." The shelf was injured and knocked unconscious by the shelf, and the wound attracted the mouse that was freed from the collapsed cage and staged a righteous revenge? "

"That's the message."

Chuck said bluntly: "It's more like a free choice than being shot eight times in the back."

"Too."

Detective Shenfan immediately laughed and said: "It is more comic than a dog shooting its owner. After all, it is a tragedy when a relative kills himself, and this is a comedy that animal rights activists like to see."

"It's more like hanging yourself with a rope around your neck, and then holding a shotgun to your chest in fear that you won't die, and shooting yourself to death. The gun flew more than nine meters away. It's more like suicide."

The Columbia campus policeman who was the first to bring people over heard this and couldn't help but laugh and join in the fun.

"That's enough for you!"

Detective Amy Santiago interrupted speechlessly: "These are addictive, right?"

What they said was more bizarre than the last, but these bizarre cases were all ultimately determined to be suicides.

Most Americans know that this is pure nonsense, but when the official decision was made, they had no choice but to mock it as a joke.

Detective Amy Santiago saw that the Columbia campus police officers on the side were all involved, so she had no choice but to interrupt quickly, otherwise they would continue talking like this, from morning to dusk, and they would not be able to finish the story without repeating it.

"Murder?"

After asking the Columbia campus police who had participated in the incident with a smile to go out, Detective Amy Santiago looked at Chuck and asked seriously.

"The one who was shot eight times in the back was committing murder?"

Chuck asked rhetorically.

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago smiled bitterly: "That was also done by Eli Wardricky?"

"It's his fault if it wasn't his doing."

Chuck said bluntly.

"You mean someone framed Eli Wardricky?"

Detective Amy Santiago mused.

"Who is more suitable to take the blame than a murderous god of war?"

Chuck said calmly: "When the God of War returned, he found that his eldest daughter had been killed by a famous alcoholic doctor, and a drug-addicted nurse had forged an organ transplant donation card and was going to be quartered.

The younger daughter sold her blood to the research institute where she worked. She had shed blood for the country on the battlefield, and shed tears for the research institute when she came back. But now she has ended up like this. In a rage, she washed the city with blood. This is no better than the murderer behind the scenes. Eight shots is more convincing? "

Detective Amy Santiago: "..."

This joke is endless, right?