American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"Don't you understand this?"

Beverly looked at Monica in surprise, with an expression like 'You really don't understand'.

"Why do you say that to me if you don't believe it yourself?"

Monica stared at Beverly bitterly.

"As a scientist, of course I can distinguish between right and wrong, but that doesn't mean I can't use this to explain your situation."

Beverly said calmly: "Your parents are very stupid to believe in these, so it is very correct for me to use this stupid theory to help you solve your doubts. Is there anything you can't understand about this?"

"Don't be sad, there are many stupid parents."

When Little Sheldon heard this, he thought he felt the same and nodded towards Monica.

"..."

Monica was speechless.

She was so stupid, how could she be opened up by such a bastard and cry like that, in front of Chuck, it was so embarrassing.

If there was a crack in the ground now, she would just want to crawl into it.

"Okay, everyone is here, let's go inside first."

Professor Alicia Harper greeted with a dumbfounded smile.

Everyone followed her in.

The house is not big or small, and the decoration inside is not luxurious, but it reveals a literary style. The only flaw is that Professor John Harper is sitting slovenly among a pile of messy books, holding a book and reading something. .

"John, they're coming!"

Professor Alicia Harper smiled apologetically at everyone, and then called out.

"Um?"

After shouting three times in a row, Professor John Harper looked up. When he saw Chuck and the others, he stood up with bright eyes. He almost fell down because he was too fast. After steadying himself, he lowered his head and said to everyone : "Great, you are here."

Then he glanced at Peggy: "You must be Peggy? Were you the third one to solve it?"

"No, I'm the second one!"

Peggy glanced at Little Sheldon with a half-smile.

Little Sheldon was furious, but he couldn't refute this.

"This is my manuscript, it's a gift."

Peggy handed over her manuscript.

"well."

Professor John Harper took the manuscript and read it immediately, with no other eyes in sight.

"You guys sit down first."

Professor Alicia Harper smiled bitterly and said: "That's just the way John is. He doesn't have time to greet you for the time being. You can do whatever you want."

"Understand, this is what a scientist should be like."

Beverly nodded in praise and handed over the bottle of red wine in her hand: "This is a gift. It's the custom of visiting someone's home."

"Thanks."

Professor Alicia Harper took it and put the red wine away.

"Chuck, what's your gift?"

Peggy's question drew everyone's attention to Chuck: "A painting?"

Only then did everyone notice that Chuck was holding a scroll in his hand, which looked like it was specially used to hold paintings.

"Um."

Chuck nodded and handed over the scroll in his hand.

"Thanks."

Professor Alicia Harper looked at Chuck deeply, took the scroll, and prepared to put it away.

"Why don't you open it and take a look?"

Peggy smiled: "We want to see it too, right, Mona?"

"Um."

Monica stared at the scroll, very curious about what painting Chuck sent.

Professor Alicia Harper looked at Chuck inquiringly, and seeing that he did not refuse, she opened the scroll under the curious eyes of everyone, revealing an oil painting inside.

"this……"

Professor Alicia Harper hesitated.

"What's wrong?"

Monica asked anxiously: "What kind of painting is this?"

Although the thief who stole her credit card faked Monica's love for art, she also had the artistic dream she had had since childhood, but the time was too short and she didn't understand all kinds of art at all.

But she could see that Mrs. Alicia Harper liked the painting very much, and it seemed that the painting was very valuable.

This is not good news.

What she now wants to determine is how valuable this painting is.

"Professor Harper likes oil painting?"

Peggy glanced at Chuck and asked with a smile.

"Um."

Professor Alicia Harper's eyes lingered on the oil painting, and she nodded and said, "This is Pollock's Free Form 1946."

"Pollock?"

Beverly was surprised: "Is it the masterpiece of Jackson Pollock, the American abstract expressionist painting master who is highly respected in the art world?"

"you know?"

Little Sheldon looked at Beverly in surprise.

"I heard it."

Beverly said calmly: "You know, scientists will always meet those rich people who like to be arty, and they like to show off these things."

"That's true!"

Little Sheldon nodded in agreement.

"Isn't this authentic?"

Beverly asked what Monica was thinking: "If it's authentic, I heard it's worth more than ten million dollars."

"What?!"

Monica was stunned.

What is the concept of a painting worth more than ten million dollars?

Fake, it must be fake.

But Monica was not happy at all.

Even if it is a fake painting, it still reveals a lot. At least Chuck knows what Professor Alicia Harper likes.

"Not authentic."

Professor Alicia Harper nodded.

"Even if it's not an authentic work, it's probably not cheap, right?"

Peggy hits the nail on the head.

"Um."

Professor Alicia Harper withdrew her gaze and looked at Chuck with a complicated expression: "This copied oil painting can almost be fake. The artistic level is very high. Even if it is not an original, it is worth more than ten thousand US dollars. Such a precious gift , I can’t accept it!”

"Ten thousand dollars..."

Monica muttered numbly.

"The value of art is inflated."

Chuck shook his head: "Actually, this painting is only worth $24.50."

"real?"

Monica's eyes regained their vitality.

"I never tell lies."

Chuck frowned.

"I trust you."

Monica explained quickly, but she couldn't stop the smile on her lips.

$24.50 and at least $10,000 are completely different concepts.

One is an ordinary gift, the other is a malicious attempt to please.

"Despite this, I still can't accept it."

Professor Alicia Harper shook her head.

She likes oil paintings and other artworks, has a high appreciation for these things, and knows the true value of this oil painting.

"$24.50...did you draw this yourself?"

Peggy's eyes flashed: "$24.50 is the price of paper and ink for oil paintings?"

"right."

Chuck glanced at Peggy and nodded.

"Did you draw it?"

Professor Alicia Harper was stunned for a moment, then looked at the masterpiece that was almost an authentic copy of a famous painting, and said in disbelief: "How did you do that?"

"I have good stick skills."

Chuck said calmly.

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

The corner of Monica's mouth even twitched, because she was the only one with a more normal mind among everyone present, and her age also made her think more easily.

"It's incredible."

After Professor Alicia Harper listened, she didn’t have so many misunderstandings and just nodded with sigh.

Because the style of the original work of this painting, Jackson Pollock, was to dip a stick or pen tip into a jar containing enamel and aluminum paint, and then drop or shake the color onto the canvas nailed to the ground, using intuition and experience to paint freely on the canvas. Painting, no structure, no central line disorder.

In other words, it is a kind of doodle that most people would be blind to.

Chuck said that he had good stick skills, and he heard from Professor Alicia Harper that Chuck often copied the works of Jackson Pollock.