American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"Although Indian dance is very exciting and contains valuable lessons, I am really not interested in India."

Little Howard didn't dare to get angry with Chuck, so he could only laugh at himself with a wry smile: "I, Howard Wolowitz, will never get married in my life, and I will never marry an Indian!"

"We'll see."

Chuck nodded.

Um.

In this life, Howard is not lucky enough to enjoy the blessing of "turning millions of words into two key points".

It’s hard to say that you can witness the real fragrance moment at the end.

In the final season of The Big Bang Theory, the misunderstanding about the affectionate confession at the airport and being applauded and blessed by everyone is probably not a misunderstanding.

"It's Mona's turn to bat!"

Peggy reminded with a smile.

Only then did everyone's attention fall on the field.

Baseball is the second most popular sport in the United States after football.

But there are really not many spectators in the stands, centered around Chuck, who like baseball.

To be more precise, few even like sports.

So I was completely confused about the game on the field, and I didn't understand the meaning of such a boring sport. It was not as interesting as listening to Chuck talking dirty words to Little Sheldon and Little Howard.

In the baseball field.

Monica, wearing a baseball uniform and holding a baseball bat, entered the field heroically and stood in front of home plate as the offensive side.

And Lesbian Hill, who first attacked and now switched to defense, changed from a baseball player to a pitcher. He held a baseball and faced Monica head-on.

All she had to do was throw the ball into the mitt of her own catcher who was standing behind Monica.

And Monica is holding a baseball bat, ready to hit the baseball at any time, and fly the baseball as far as possible without flying diagonally out of the boundaries on both sides.

Lesbian Hill raised her eyebrows at Monica provocatively, and then started to throw the ball quickly and accurately. She was worthy of being a high-level amateur baseball player who even walked with a baseball.

But unfortunately she met Monica, Chuck's long-term strategic research partner.

When the baseball came flying, Monica hit it accurately with her swing, then dropped the baseball bat in her hand without looking and started running around in a circle.

This is a quadrilateral with the position of the catcher behind him as one point, and the four points are home plate, first base, second base, and third base that little Howard wants to talk about.

Monica started from home plate and ran along the quad, first base, second base, third base, and then returned to home plate and shouted: "Home run score!!! Yes!!! Also!" Don’t look at who my sister is!!!”

As Chuck's long-term strategic scientific research partner, where is the first base, second base, third base, slowly getting on base?

Home run is a basic skill, isn't it?

After Monica hit the baseball with her swing, Lesbian Hill looked back, trying to signal the players far behind her to catch the baseball in time.

As long as a defensive player catches the ball, it is a catch, and Monica, the batter, is immediately out.

If the baseball is not caught and falls to the ground, it is picked up by a defensive player and thrown back to the hands of the defensive player closest to first base, second base, or third base. The defensive player holding the baseball only needs to touch the first base, second base, or third base Monica, who runs the bases in sequence, is a hit.

Monica is still out.

If you catch the baseball thrown back by a teammate and hold the ball in advance to block the base where Monica has not yet reached, that is a shutout.

Monica is still out.

No matter what kind of killing, as long as Monica is out, the result has already come out. Without Monica as the backbone, the remaining soy sauce gangs have not even understood the rules of baseball, and they are all rotten fish and shrimps.

And with Monica out, is there any point in continuing the game?

So Lesbian Hill hopes to pin Monica to death in one fell swoop and make her kneel down and sing Conquer.

But when she looked back, she was dumbfounded.

The baseball that was hit by the baseball bat in Monica's hand flew fast and high, instantly surpassing the farthest position of the defender behind her, and even more exaggeratedly, it passed the stand, and finally disappeared.

The ball has disappeared, so where are her defenders going to catch the ball?

The ball has disappeared. Where can her defender pick it up and pass it back for the defenders guarding first, second, and third base to catch the ball and block it?

In baseball, except for the two fan-shaped boundary lines, there is no boundary in the front area. The batter can hit as far as he can.

The most important thing is that a powerful force can produce miracles!

Now Monica swung the bat and hit the baseball. Not to mention running very fast, even if the speed was slightly slower, Lesbian Hill had nothing to do. She could only watch Monica run past first base, second base, and third base. base, went straight back to home plate, and scored a touchdown!

"What a strength."

A teammate with a lace partner came over and looked at Monica with bright eyes: "What a speed! She is simply synonymous with strength and speed. What if..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lesbian Hill, who said with a dark face: "We are still playing, don't think about things that consume energy, I want to see how far this ball can fly."

Separated from Chuck and his friends, in the opposite stand, there were Lace Bian Hill and her friends who came over to cheer. Some people had seen the ball flying too far and were ready to pick it up and go back as a souvenir.

In a regular baseball game, whoever catches the ball that flies out of the home run is the one who catches the ball.

Chandler and the others accompanied the divorced Ross to a hockey game on what Ross and his ex-wife Carol called their first anniversary. The hockey ball was shot out of the field and hit Ross in the nose. Chandler and the others were Grab it, and those who rejoice will take it for themselves.

It's similar this time.

But the one who ran out to pick up the ball turned out to be Ross's mortal enemy, Susan, who stole his ex-wife Carol!

Chandler, Joey and Ross, who were standing on the sidelines waiting to go on stage, all saw it and recalled the experience. Chandler and Joey almost died laughing, while Ross was livid.

"ah!!!"

The whole audience was paying attention, but they didn't see Susan get the ball back, but instead heard a sharp scream.

"Ouch!!!"

Monica, the most excited person in the field, heard this sound and waved to Chuck and the others in the stands, imitating a wolf howl in response, trying to suppress the scream.

But I soon realized something was wrong.

Chuck stood up and told Peggy to keep an eye on little Leonard and the others, while calling on the annoyed detective to quickly walk towards the place where the screams were heard.

Then everyone realized something was wrong and ran towards the screams.

"Monica, isn't this too cruel? Is it comparable to a sniper rifle?"

Detective Shenfan arrived at the scene and saw Susan standing in front of a corpse, screaming. The baseball that was knocked away by Monica was falling on the edge of the corpse, and he couldn't help but joke.

"Shake people! Control the scene!"

Chuck did not agree, but observed the bodies on the ground.

"what's going on?"

After hearing the noise, Detective Amy Santiago no longer bothered to comfort little Sheldon. She hurried over and when she saw the body, she immediately slapped her forehead: "OMG! Again?"

From her first day as a police officer in New York, no, to be more precise, she was born into a family of police officers, and she has been accustomed to facing stories of killings and corpses since she was a child.

She wasn't surprised that something like this happened in New York.

But in the past few days, she had seen corpses too frequently, and when she was relaxing today, she saw a corpse again on the university campus, which she couldn't accept.

"This is a college security guard whose neck was broken."

Chuck said: "The technique is very sophisticated, it should be done by veterans."

"It can't be Eli Wardricki, can it?"

Detective Amy Santiago said in shock.

That’s right!

Until now, they have not been able to find Eli Wardricky. In a big city like New York, there are still very few cameras and they are not enough to cover most areas.

In addition, Eli Wardricky has very strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities and awareness. It is not difficult to hide in New York without being found.

Again, Chuck had absolutely no interest in finding Eli Wardricky.

The two of them wanted to find him, but in the process of searching, two more murder cases suddenly appeared that were suspected of being committed by the other party. They could only investigate this clue first.

"The probability is not small."

Chuck said expressionlessly: "This kind of war god who returns only to kill civilians is very much in line with the American style of urban war god with PTSD."

"I told you we should find him sooner."

Detective Amy Santiago had some complaints about Chuck.

"But you didn't do it."

Chuck said bluntly.

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago was speechless.

Chuck's willingness to help is a matter of affection, but his unwillingness to help is a matter of duty.

"Santiago is just in a bad mood."

Detective Shenfan smiled and explained to his partner.

"Let's investigate the case, it's time to find this God of War!"

Chuck did not continue to criticize Detective Amy Santiago. He looked at the body on the ground and said expressionlessly.

He had no interest in finding this returning God of War before, because he felt that he should give him time to do what a returning urban God of War should really do.

For example, those who have grievances and vengeance should clean up those famous drunk doctors who have hurt him and many innocent people, the evil Institute of Immortality, and the like.

They belong to garbage versus garbage, colliding with each other, destroying each other, and the world is pure.

However, it now seems that he still overestimated this returning God of War.

So many days have passed, and I still haven't woken up from PTSD, recognized the reality, and taken revenge. Instead, I am still in a wartime nervous state of PTSD attacks, attacking civilians at every turn.

In this case, there is no need to give him another chance.

I've been given a chance, but the God of War is really useless!

"Monica, take Peggy and the others back first."

Chuck told Monica and the others who were surrounding them to leave first.

This kind of scene is not suitable for children.

"How are you going to check?"

Detective Amy Santiago walked up to Chuck and asked.

"The time when this security guard was attacked should have been around 2:30 in the morning. It was only about seven hours ago. There are still traces."

Chuck looked around and then started to walk: "Follow me!"

The campus police and patrol officers who arrived had already taken over, set up a cordon, and drove away all the onlookers. Detective Shenfan also quickly followed.

The three of them walked outside the campus for a while. Chuck stood in front of a manhole cover and frowned.

"What's wrong?"

Detective Amy Santiago asked.

"Is it down there?"

Detective Shenfan pointed at the manhole cover in a low voice.

"I'm going down!"

Detective Amy Santiago drew her gun and looked like she was going to lift the manhole cover and go down.

She knew Chuck was mysophobic.

The pipes here are so dirty that Chuck would probably not want to go down there.

"I'll do it!"

Detective Shenfan stopped Detective Amy Santiago and said with a playful smile: "Of course it is a gentleman's priority at this time! How can I let you do such dirty work!"

"None of you can!"

Chuck interrupted and started to pull the two people who were rushing to get down, and said bluntly: "The pipelines below are complicated, and the opponent is a returning god of war who is proficient in latent fighting. There is a high probability that any of you will end up like the security guard just now."

"Then it's up to you to go down."

Detective Shenfan shrugged and said, "But are you willing?"

Any other time, he would never have said that, and would have said in a loud voice that he could definitely handle it.

But when he saw the dead guard with his neck broken, he felt a little frightened and made some mental adjustments.

Um.

It's not that he is no longer brave, but that there is a gap in the specialization between an urban detective like him who goes down manhole covers and into pipes and a god of war who returns from the battlefield.

Just like in the past, no matter how powerful the weapons of the American soldiers were, they would only be blinded and frightened when they encountered a talking tree.

"Need not."

Chuck shook his head and reached out to Detective Shenfan: "Cell phone!"

"What?"

The detective was puzzled, but he still took out his cell phone and handed it to Chuck.

Chuck dialed Lucy Wardricky's number using Detective Frustrated's cell phone. After getting through, he asked Lucy to imitate calling for help. After recording the voice, he hung up the phone, turned on the voiceover and repeated it, and turned the phone over. Throw it down.

"The phone I just bought!"

The annoyed detective watched with twitching lips as his newly purchased mobile phone was thrown into the manhole cover.

"Silence!"

Chuck reminded him expressionlessly.

Detective Amy Santiago covered the mouth of the troubled and uncomfortable detective, and listened to Lucy's cry for help that kept coming from under the manhole cover.

Then an urgent cry was heard: "Lucy? Lucy, where are you?"

"coming!"

Detective Amy Santiago let go, gun drawn, and waited.

Chuck took out his cell phone and dialed Detective Shenfan's cell phone. Lucy's cry for help stopped and Detective Shenfan's ringtone rang.

"Hello?"

The other end of the phone was connected, and an urgent male voice came.

"If you want to see Lucy, come up here! You have ten seconds to think about it!"

Chuck started counting as he spoke: "10, 9, 8..."

"Don't hurt Lucy!"

There was a roar from under the manhole cover, and the manhole cover was suddenly lifted, and a burly man with a dirty smell came out from inside.

"Lucy! My Lucy!"

"NYPD!"

Detective Amy Santiago and Detective Shenfan were on the left and right, pointing guns at the burly man with one hand and flashing their police badges with the other: "Eli Wardricky, you are under arrest!"

"You lied to me!"

The burly man covered in filthy smell was none other than the special forces god of war Eli Wardricky, who had his eldest daughter Susan killed and his youngest daughter Lucy selling her blood. He saw that he didn't see his little daughter who was calling for help, and the gods troubled him again. When they pointed their guns at him, he immediately became alert and activated combat mode.

The first thing I wanted to do was jump off the manhole cover to escape from this unfavorable combat environment and look for opportunities.

But it was Chuck he faced.

Before he could jump down, he was kicked out.

Then Detective Amy Santiago and Detective Shenfan quickly put away their guns and looked pitifully at Ares who tried to get up from the ground but couldn't.

Um.

What a weak God of War!