American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"It's up to me?" Beca couldn't complain, and muttered: "I became an accountant just because I don't know how to do anything. Otherwise, if I had other choices, I wouldn't follow my father's old path..."

Before she finished speaking, her hair stood on end. When she reacted, there was already a knife in her hand, and the tip of the knife was only 0.01 millimeter away from her.

"What are you doing?" Beca screamed in fear.

"You think you can't do anything, but in fact your talent is far beyond your imagination." Chuck was calm, as if the flying knife that flew past Beca's face without any warning was not thrown by him.

"What talent? The talent you killed?" Beka looked at the flying knife in his hand and asked frantically: "And where did you get the flying knife?"

"As a detective, it's normal for me to have a throwing knife on my body, right?" Chuck said seriously: "As for talent, think about it carefully."

"Is there a connection between the detective and the flying knife?" Beca complained frantically, but under Chuck's expressionless and calm gaze, she temporarily suppressed the mania caused by the surge of adrenaline and watched the flying knife in her hand fall into Memories.

How did she catch this flying knife?

The memory of that moment, as she tried to recall it, played back slower and slower, but became clearer and clearer.

Without any warning, Chuck took out a throwing knife from his bag and threw it at her unawares.

The flying knife went straight towards her face. At that moment, her heart beat violently, and everything around her seemed to slow down.

Just as the flying knife was about to hit her, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the handle of the knife accurately, holding the flying knife that was almost grazing her face firmly there without moving.

"How could this happen?" Beca muttered in a daze as she recalled the slow-motion scene like bullet time.

"Your nervous reactions are different from ordinary people." Chuck explained: "When something dangerous or something that makes you feel unusually exciting occurs, your nervous reactions have already captured this information before you are consciously aware of it, and automatically Entering a supernormal state, similar to bullet time in the movie, but not as exaggerated.”

He controlled the speed just now, otherwise Beka wouldn't be able to catch it.

Not to mention dodging bullets like a savior.

This ability is not that buggy in the free America where gun battles happen every day. You may die one day, but after training, this ability will improve a lot, far beyond ordinary people.

"Am I so powerful?" Beca couldn't help but want to laugh.

Just before the accounting career of making money and paying bills was about to end, she suddenly discovered that she still had this talent, which really gave her a sense of confidence and hope in her confused heart.

"It's okay." Chuck commented bluntly.

Beca's talent is already considered a superpower for ordinary people, but it is not uncommon for Chuck.

Although his younger brother Frank and younger sister Hailey do not have this talent, they have been able to do this for a long time after training.

In fact, if you really talk about it, the super geniuses in the American TV drama world all have potential in this area.

Just look at young Sheldon.

How could he have survived to adulthood if he didn't have such an annoying and shit-hating personality, but for his extraordinary neurological response, which allowed him to make some flexible bottom-line adjustments before his conscious reaction?

This is almost his survival instinct!

Supernormal neural response, in the final analysis, means that a certain area of ​​the brain is more developed.

A super genius like Little Sheldon has sharp ears, Vulcan hearing, and high-definition image memory in his eyes. He can remember everything at a glance and never forget it. This is a transcendence that can only be achieved when the brain has reached a higher level of development. Symptoms of ordinary people.

If little Sheldon hadn't disdained physical exercise and given it up since he was a child, with a little exercise, he would definitely shine in the sports world.

Perhaps only little Leonard, who has asthma and can justifiably use technology and ruthless work, can fight!

"It's just okay?" Beca fell into a state of joy after realizing it, and was a little dissatisfied with Chuck's evaluation. Then she thought of something and said with strange eyes: "How do you know I have this talent?"

"You said you were good at math." Of course Chuck wouldn't say that because Anna paid attention to Beca, he had already noticed this sign in Beca's daily life.

"So?" Beca looked at him puzzled: "I'm good at math, what does it have to do with this talent?"

"Being good at math means your brain is smart, and being smart means your brain is more developed and your neural responses are naturally faster." Chuck said expressionlessly, "So I'm going to try to see if you have this talent."

"You try?" Beca's face darkened. She looked at the flying knife in her hand and really wanted to throw it back.

"Don't worry, even if you can't react, the flying knife will only scrape your face. At most, it will cut off some hair on your temples and won't cause any harm to you." Chuck explained.

"You're so good, can I try it?" Beca touched her hair, thinking that if she hadn't reacted just now, she would have had a cut on her temples, and looked at Chuck with a tigerish face.

"Okay." Of course Chuck would not refuse.

"Are you serious?" Beca was stunned. Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, she immediately became eager to give it a try.

She really wanted to know if Chuck really had this kind of extraordinary ability like her.

But after all, she was just an ordinary person before, and she still had psychological barriers to extremely dangerous things like throwing knives directly at others. Therefore, even if Chuck indicated with his eyes, "Just try," she did not throw it back, but just threw it back. The flying knife was handed over.

"What can this talent do?"

"That's too much." Chuck glanced at her, but instead of explaining carefully, he said abruptly: "Now, follow me and resign!"

"Resign?" Beca was in a daze: "Go now?"

"My time is precious." Chuck nodded: "I can't stay here with you forever, and now that things have developed to this point, you can't stay here either.

While I am still here, I will accompany you to complete the resignation process, and make it clear to Rama that you will do whatever you want to do next. It will end as soon as possible and have a new beginning as soon as possible. "

"Okay." After hearing this, Beca felt that this was indeed the case. Her petite body subconsciously followed the tall Chuck to the office of Rama, the big boss of the company.

"Resign?" Rama showed an American fake smile at the arrival of the two of them. Hearing Chuck directly say that Beca was resigning, he smiled and said, "Why is this?"

"You know why." Chuck said expressionlessly: "Now that my mission has been completed, it is your own choice what to do next. Here is a suggestion for you. Before making a choice, find out who I am. "

With that said, regardless of Rama, whose face was tense, he motioned for Beka to follow him and left the Living Robot Company directly.

"What should we do now?" Beca felt the dangerous mood of the big boss, and followed Chuck out of the building in confusion, and then asked confusedly.

"Go back to your apartment first and pack your things." Chuck explained: "Go to my place and wait. If he sends a killer, there should be some movement in the next few days.

If there is no movement for a week, this crisis will basically be gone. By then you can leave the city and go wherever you want and do whatever you want. "

"Is there really a killer?" Beca's eyes widened.

Even though Chuck had said it before, to her, who had never encountered such a dangerous situation, the killer's attack still seemed like something from the magical world.

"Do you hope so?" Chuck asked.

"Of course I hope..." Beca originally blurted out that she didn't want to, but for some reason her heart beat violently, and an indescribable irritation made her swallow back her unwillingness.

In Chuck's eyes, she chose not to say anything, but silently followed him into the car, and reported the name of her apartment. After arriving, she invited Chuck to sit in the car, but was rejected, and then got out of the car alone. I went to pack my things.

Although the incident happened suddenly, and even though she was a girl, thinking about Chuck waiting downstairs, she still didn't worry about what to pack. She simply packed her most important things and some daily toiletries and clothes and hurried down.

He put the suitcase in Chuck's trunk, got into the passenger seat again, and followed Chuck to a luxury hotel.

"I can't afford to live here." Beca shook her head as soon as she saw it.

Whether it’s a day or a week.

"I live in a suite, and there are free rooms." Of course, Chuck wouldn't let her pay.

Seeing this, Beka had no choice but to carry her suitcase, follow Chuck, walk into the splendid hotel, and go all the way to the presidential suite.

Along the way, she felt like countless girls who encountered domineering presidents. Even if they were as smart and wealthy as Huang Rong, their IQ would be shocked after meeting the inhumane Guo Jing, let alone now. Beka's.

After entering the presidential suite and being assigned to her own room by Chuck, she cleaned up briefly and came out. In such a private space with Chuck, her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

"Come and sit for a while?" Seeing Chuck walking around there, she couldn't help but patted the sofa next to her and invited Chuck to come over and sit and talk.

"What do you want to talk about?" Chuck raised his decorative glasses and walked over.

"Let's talk about anything." After Beca took the initiative to invite, she didn't know what to talk about. Looking at Chuck so close and smelling his breath, she felt a little dizzy and tried to think of some topics: "I remember it was said in the news that you have autism?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Chuck looked over and regretted it. Instead of talking about this, it would be better to stay silent. However, after Chuck nodded, she could only bite the bullet and continue talking.

"Actually, I have met similar people before. As I told you before, I participated in the math club in high school, and I once met a high-functioning autistic math genius...

In fact, I also have some signs of autism. I always like to immerse myself in my own world, accompanied by music, painting, and mathematics.

When I graduated from high school, I suddenly wanted to wear a special skirt to the graduation prom. It was not the kind that only costs a hundred dollars to wear once, but a skirt designed by Vera Wang. It is an all-black strapless classic style that is perfect for any occasion. suitable.

But it’s more expensive, costing a full $1,700.

I don't want to ask my parents for the money either.

Fortunately, I'm good at math.

Have you ever played blackjack?

I have never played it before, but I watched others play it once, and then I went to the library to read all the gambling books and learned how to calculate blackjack.

Then I drove to Hanas Casino with my entire net worth of $183.

After I entered with full confidence, I lost only 20 US dollars within ten minutes. Most of the time, theory and reality are far apart.

Before leaving, I put all the 20 US dollars into the slot machine, and won 2,000, bought a dress, and rented a luxury car with the extra money.

I didn’t do all this just for the dress, but I wanted to wow everyone and be accepted.

Although in my previous high school years, I had always been immersed in my own world, I actually really wanted to be in contact with others.

And this emotion suddenly reached its peak before graduating from high school.

So I understand you. "

Having said this, she stood up again and leaned closer to Chuck, holding her breath and looking sideways at Chuck: "I also understand why you suddenly brought me here..."

Chuck turned his head and looked at Beca, who had watery eyes. Just when Beca couldn't help but get closer again, Chuck spoke: "Of course you understand, otherwise I would have said it in vain, then I would doubt your ability to understand. .”

"..." Beca was stunned, and then she realized what Chuck meant. She was so angry that she jumped up and walked around the room, going crazy.

Who is it?

She is already like this, and the atmosphere is so good, shouldn't a normal person accept her overtures?

What kind of weird thing would remind her at this time that the reason why he brought her here was to avoid being hunted and because he already lived here, the vacant room was ready, and there was no other ambiguous meaning at all?

"You must still be single!" Beca became more and more angry as she thought about it, and couldn't help but mocked.

A normal person should understand what she meant. He brought her here because he wanted to have a deeper connection. Only people who are single due to their strength would do this.

"That depends on how you define single." Chuck said bluntly.

"..." Beca understood what Chuck meant and stared at him with wide eyes, so angry.

"If you are really willing, I can create some new scientific research projects." Chuck felt the subtle vibration on his wrist, raised his decorative glasses, and extended an invitation to Beca.

"New scientific research project?" Beca's mouth twitched.

"Yes." Chuck explained: "Research on whether the relative speed and friction physical constants of the gun barrel change during bullet time" related to mathematics and physics.

Mathematics and music-related "Research on Music Playback Rate and Aesthetics in Bullet Time".

"Research on the correlation between abnormal neural responses, dynamic images and visual colors" related to mathematics and visual images.

Mathematics and biology-related "Research on the Relative Relationship between Abnormal Nervous Response and Adrenaline and Hormone Secretion", "Extraordinary Nervous Response and Training of Human Limits"..."

"...That's enough, that's enough! I understand!" Beca was dumbfounded when she saw Chuck saying so many unscrupulous things so seriously, and she saw the endless scientific experiment projects that Chuck arranged for her. He couldn't help but interrupt loudly: "I am a scientific experiment subject, right?"

"Finally, you grasped the key right away for the first time." Chuck nodded and looked at her.

Beka: "..."