American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"That's not funny at all."

Little Howard's mouth twitched.

It's a moment like this, so don't forget to give him a blow.

It is conceivable that sometimes he would really rather be treated the same as Little Sheldon.

"I'm not kidding."

Chuck said seriously.

"Probably not?"

BAU's Al interrupted the torturous atmosphere of waiting: "If Dr. Ted Bly was really implanted with a monitoring chip in his wrist, he would not be able to pass the security check."

"So they didn't fly!"

Chuck said expressionlessly: "It's just a train ride, and the security check is just that. You can even bring a knife and a gun with you easily, so what's the difficulty with the monitoring chip hidden in your wrist?"

"Knife, gun?"

Al from BAU was startled: "Where did you get the knife and gun?"

"Look, this man's name is the Joker!"

Chuck pointed at the middle-aged man in a suit and tie in the surveillance video, wiping sweat with one hand and pressing his hand on his briefcase.

"Shit!"

Only then did BAU's Al notice that the other person had something wrong with his expression. Judging from her professional behavior analysis ability, this man in a suit and leather suit seemed to want to take out something but was afraid of being in a state of uncertainty.

Any slight disturbance may cause uncontrollable consequences.

"Chuck, he took it!"

Al from the BAU stared at the man and exclaimed when he saw his hand go deeper into the briefcase when the robber Dr. Ted Bly turned his back to him.

"Don't do anything stupid!"

While everyone was watching nervously, the man in the suit took something out of his briefcase.

"call."

Everyone saw the man in a suit taking out a Bible, placing his hand on it and starting to read the Bible silently, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Detectives make mistakes sometimes."

Little Howard muttered under his breath.

“The path to salvation lies within!”

Chuck said calmly.

"Is this the way to salvation?"

The local police chief in Texas subconsciously followed the sentence, but then realized something was wrong.

As a local policeman in Texas, he had a family and a job, and naturally believed in the church. However, the professional habits of the policeman made him quickly realize that Chuck's words were not literal at all, but had a hidden meaning.

The Shawshank Redemption, a famous movie that has left its mark in film history, has not yet been made, but the original novel has been published for ten years.

The path to redemption lies in this sentence. Anyone who has watched The Shawshank Redemption will understand this plot.

Even if the local police chief has not read the novel, let alone knows about the future movie, as a veteran police officer, he has seen and heard many strange things.

This is Texas, adjacent to Mexico, and smuggling of all kinds of goods is rampant. Hollowing out the Bible and hiding contraband inside is not an unimaginable thing.

On the contrary, it is a commonplace thing.

Thinking back to the great reputation of Detective Chuck, just now Detective Chuck said that the man in the suit had a gun. It is very possible that there is actually a gun in the Bible.

Of course it can't be the big German gun they are used to, but a small pistol for women can be placed in this Bible.

Based on his understanding of the man in the suit, when a psychotic robber beat the guard to death and took hostages, there were five people in the carriage, including the man in the suit, three men and two women.

As a man, why don't you dare to go up and fuck him!

Pooh! coward!

Definitely not them Texas gentlemen!

It makes sense for such a coward to carry a small women's pistol.

the phone is ringing.

Hotchner, the BAU agent in charge, called: "As far as I know, the FBI and NSA have not implanted surveillance chips in Dr. Ted Bly's body!"

"I'll just say it's science fiction!"

Young Howard smiled.

"But it's not like he wasn't monitored around the clock."

Chuck heard something else.

On the other end of the phone, BAU agent-in-charge Hotchner was silent for a moment, and could only answer in standard terms: "We neither admit nor deny."

If it was just Chuck, he could tell the truth: "Dr. Linda Deaton is already studying him. Isn't it unclear whether intelligence organizations like the FBI have sent people to monitor Dr. Ted Bly around the clock? Linda?" "Dr. Deaton must be connected to these intelligence organizations."

But Chuck wasn't alone now, so that was all he could say.

"Is there anything we can do to help?"

BAU agent in charge Hotchner added.

"No, we can handle it."

Chuck said expressionlessly and hung up the phone.

"Now how to do?"

Al from the BAU frowned and said: "Since no one has transplanted a monitoring chip on his wrist, it means that he is really hallucinating. How should we persuade a robber with hallucinations to give up taking hostages?"

"Yes, if there is a monitoring chip, it would be easy. Just go and operate on him and take it out."

MAX complained: "But it didn't happen. Are you asking us to suddenly change him?"

"good idea!"

Chuck nodded straightforwardly, and then looked at little Howard.

"What do you see me doing?"

Little Howard's heart skipped a beat and he took a step back in fear.

"I remembered."

Little Leonard suddenly said: "Howard, you like magic the most. You used to make fun of the coin in Sheldon's nose. You often did the trick of flipping your hands and taking out a coin in his ear. If you hold a chip, first Hide it, then slit his wrist and treat it like removing a monitoring chip from inside, that's fine."

"...I don't know magic!"

Little Howard had already thought of this problem for the first time, but now that his friend actually said it in public, he immediately glared at little Leonard, and then shook his head repeatedly.

joke!

Let him face a psychotic robber who is armed with a gun and kills people, and shows off his magic in front of the other person. It's okay to succeed, but he may be shot at any time if he fails.

His magic is just a hobby, not a talent at all. There is a high probability of failure when performing normally, and the probability of failure is even higher when he is nervous or excited.

Otherwise, after practicing for so many years in the future, when using it to pick up girls, it will still be full of loopholes. It will not show the magic of magic at all, but will only show it to be vulgar and funny.

But it's obvious that this bald psycho doesn't appreciate his comedy.

"You will meet!"

Little Sheldon broke the news and said: "Although there is no technical content, you did repeat this annoying action in my ear many times."

"Reed also likes to do magic, if he is..."

Al from the BAU couldn't help but think of Dr. Reed in his own group.

As a genius with a high IQ, he has many of the same interests and hobbies as the little geniuses in front of him.

"I won't!"

Little Howard denied it firmly, and then looked at Little Sheldon unhappily: "I think instead of dragging me, a strong man, to show him the big change chip, it is better to let Sheldon go over and talk theory with him. That way the success rate is higher. , after all, this Dr. Ted Bly is simply the adult version of Sheldon!"

"I'm not crazy!"

Little Sheldon corrected dissatisfiedly.

"Yeah, yeah, not only your mother, but also Dr. Hofstadter can guarantee that you are not crazy!"

Howard Jr. mocked perfunctorily: "Just like this 'Harley Quinn' Dr. Linda Deaton thinks that Dr. Ted Bly is a successful case in relieving acute mental illness, but now we have still reached this point."

Little Sheldon waited for little Howard with his eyes bulging.

Howard Jr. showed no sign of weakness.

Just kidding, let him die, even Chuck, he would dare to say a weird word, let alone Little Sheldon.

"If you keep taking medicine, you will become crazy!"

Chuck glanced at little Howard expressionlessly.

"You mean he wasn't mentally ill in the first place?"

Monica said in shock.

"You'll never know."

Chuck shook his head.

Originally, maybe Dr. Ted Bligh was just a genius scientist who participated in the positive and negative secret projects, was tortured by seeing the dark and anti-human reality, and did not want to be complicit.

Then he was forcefully forced into a mental hospital for "recuperation" by various intelligence organizations that were unwilling to leak secrets. After taking medicine every day for a period of time, even ordinary people would become mentally ill.

Not to mention that Dr. Ted Bly has been in a mental hospital for nine years.

"How about you teach me, and I'll go in later."

Al from BAU didn't want to mention the privacy in this aspect, so he changed the subject and said: "It is absolutely impossible to let a child in, and it will also make him doubt. It is more appropriate for me to go, and it will be less likely to arouse his hostility and impulsiveness." action."

"No, Chuck is joking with them."

Monica helplessly smiled at Al, who wanted to risk his life: "Chuck is the real magician. As long as he wants to, the magic he plays is simply magic..."

After saying this, she thought of some indescribable scenes and quickly passed them: "And even if there is no magic, as long as Dr. Ted Bligh agrees to send people in, Chuck can go in and subdue Ted Bligh as soon as possible. Doctor, you won’t let anyone take risks!”

"real?"

BAU's Al subconsciously looked at Chuck, and then suddenly shouted: "I remembered, Reed said before that his coin and card magic seems to be done because he imitated you."

"OMG! Look!"

At this moment, Caroline's sharp eyes reminded everyone to look at the surveillance video. When everyone looked, they saw the robber Dr. Ted Bly half raising his arm, revealing dense marks on his arm.

"It seems that he took it upon himself to transplant the monitoring chip over and over again."

Monica covered her mouth and couldn't bear it.

"A razor and a ballpoint pen should be used."

Chuck nodded.

"What is this energetic guy going to do? Why are you standing up?"

MAX reminded.

In the surveillance video, the mentally disturbed African-American guy suddenly stood up and spoke to the robber, Dr. Ted Bly.

"Chuck, what is he talking about?"

Monica knew Chuck could read lips.

Vehicle surveillance video has no sound.

"He said, I am not a positive and negative agent. I am on the same side as you, brother, right? New ideas, new remarks, hate is love, war is peace."

Chuck repeats the remarks of the unspiritual African-American guy.

"What nonsense did he say!"

Monica frowned.

Al from BAU exclaimed: "Oops! He can easily irritate mental patients like this, and they will think he is laughing at themselves."

As he was talking, he saw in the surveillance video that the robber Dr. Ted Bly raised his gun and pointed it at the unspiritual African-American guy who thought he was one of his own.

Fortunately, Dr. Linda Deaton stepped forward to dissuade him.

Otherwise, a person with great wisdom will die due to his own great wisdom.

"Everyone is worried, why can't they imitate Ma Mars?"

BAU's Al complained with a headache.

The hostages were three men and two women, two women needless to say, and three men. One was suspected to be carrying a gun and was still struggling with "the way to salvation lies in this", and the other was smart and wanted the robber Dr. Ted Bligh to treat him as one of his own.

You don't look smart at first glance, so why should the extremely smart robbers treat you as one of their own?

It seems that Mars, the Mediterranean horse, is the most interesting. He was not the one to provoke him in the first place, but he was just unlucky. The irritated Dr. Ted Bligh exploded, and then he sat there obediently without saying a word. He didn't even dare to take into account the injuries on his face from being hit with three rifles and covered with blood.

This is the real smart person!

"Okay, it's almost time."

Chuck raised his hand to check the time, and then looked at the satellite launch preparations that were still undergoing final inspection on his phone. Not wanting to waste time, he reached out and dialed the car phone.

"The technicians are already in place. I will send two technicians into the car to help you remove it."

"No! Only one technician! Otherwise all the agents on the train will die!"

The bald Dr. Ted Bligh always showed at critical moments that he was indeed a very smart person.

Even if he has strong hallucinations and is mentally disturbed, he still knows what is best for him.

"good."

The reason why Chuck mentioned the two technicians was to allow him to bargain, so he agreed directly. After hanging up the phone, he went directly to the car with a medical kit.

The carriage opens.

The robber Dr. Ted Blay held the unattractive woman with a gun and was facing the carriage door. He watched Chuck come in and saw that Chuck was not wearing a body armor. His expression relaxed a little, but he was still vigilant. Look at Chuck.

"Raise your hands, I want to see your hands all the time..."

"enough!"

When Chuck saw that he actually issued the order and had a very professional attitude, he was unwilling to practice the American humiliation search and control later. He frowned and moved his hand around his waist. At the sound of the gunshot, No one saw his movements clearly, and saw that the gun in the hand of the robber Dr. Ted Bligh had fallen to the ground, and Dr. Ted Bligh was restrained with trembling palms.

"Yes!!! Well done!"

The first one to react was the Mediterranean horse Mars. Seeing that the situation was under control, he was the first to jump up and scream, venting his fear and frustration.

"You bastard!"

Only then did Martian, the Mediterranean horse, have the courage to touch his injured face. He thought of various emotions such as "Hit someone without slapping someone in the face," and "The face is the most important thing to rely on to be an American princess now." The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he rushed directly to her. Come here and want to take revenge on Dr. Ted Bly who has been controlled.

"Don't move!"

BAU Al, who had already followed Chuck and was standing outside ready to come in at any time, saw that Chuck had the situation under control and immediately rushed in and stopped the Mediterranean horse Mars who wanted to retaliate.

"Why?"

Mars, the Mediterranean horse, pointed at his face in dissatisfaction: "Look what he did to me!"

"He's a psychopath."

Al from BAU reminded.

Mars, the Mediterranean horse: "..."

Well, if we fight together, it will be in vain.

But looking at the guard's body on the ground, he felt much better.

At least it wasn't killing in vain.