American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"You have committed a crime." Brian's eyes were dazzled by the increasingly shining bald head of Bald Boss Tang. He was not sure about helping Boss Tang and the others get the conditions for acquittal, so he could only remind him.

"So?" Bald Boss Tang's hoarse voice was full of disapproval.

"..." Brian twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Do you know what my biggest realization is over the past month or so?" Bald Boss Tang looked at him: "At the beginning, I felt that the most important thing whether committing a crime or not is not to be caught!

Now I understand that the most important thing about committing a crime is not not getting caught or being convicted, but that there is someone above!

Go tell your superior and agree to my conditions, and I will definitely help him accomplish what he wants!

A deal is a deal!

It's that simple! "

"..." Brian became more and more speechless.

He was sure that this so-called "Longchang Enlightenment" was actually the idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation after he tried so hard to help Bald Boss Tang win the FBI's deal terms.

If he hadn't appeared here, or if someone else had come here, I'm afraid that Bald Boss Tang would have surrendered as smoothly as if he was caught.

In other words, the other party is sure to defeat him.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Mia beside him, met her pleading eyes, sighed in his heart, and said to the pretentious bald Boss Tang: "I will try my best."

Seeing that the bald Boss Tang still wanted to show off and force him, he quickly reminded: "I can only say that I try my best, because I worked hard to get this undercover mission, while Detective Chuck is not in Los Angeles."

As soon as he said this, Bald Boss Tang's imperative lines immediately stuck, and his expressionless face twitched: "Where did he go?"

He understood what Brian meant.

Although it seems that he is the most suitable candidate for this undercover mission, he is not indispensable in fact. Once the price is too high and the FBI is offended, people from the FBI branch will contact the detective Chuck directly.

If that were the case, he would not even have a chance to reduce his sentence.

Once Detective Chuck takes action, there's no need for him!

"I don't know." Brian shook his head: "There has been no news from him for more than a month. The captain also wanted to contact him, but he said he was working on a series of scientific research projects and had no time."

"Tang, why are you paying attention to him?" Mia frowned and reminded: "The most important thing for us now is to get your sentences reduced or even acquitted. Everything else is not important, especially not to have anything to do with him!"

When the bald Boss Tang heard this, his eyes were gloomy: "He is directly responsible for us being arrested and imprisoned!"

"That was an accidental mistake on my part. It has nothing to do with him." Brian quickly put the blame on his own family. Like Mia, he didn't want the bald Mr. Tang to touch the Porcelain God Detective Chuck without overestimating his capabilities.

That's eggs and stones to touch!

The one who is destined to be broken is the bald Boss Tang.

"I have my own judgment!" Bald Boss Tang was deeply dissatisfied with the fact that his sister and the traitor agreed that he should not convict Detective Chuck.

He is no longer the street gangster he was before.

After more than a month of suffering in prison, his level has improved.

He remembered all this on the head of the divine detective Chuck, so he naturally had his own considerations.

On the one hand, Detective Chuck was indeed responsible for this matter, even though it was just a casual remark by him, and then they were unlucky enough to be caught and all took the stolen goods. The person who carried out the specific execution was the undercover traitor Brian.

But Brian and his sister Mia are entangled, and now they need Brian to help them escape from the prison.

So it's not appropriate to hold onto Brian.

But he doesn't blame anyone. If he is caught and thrown into prison, he will almost have to spend a lifetime in prison. That means he can't be released.

He can't bear it!

On the other hand, he finally saw that in the past, it was difficult to achieve anything by making small fuss and focusing only on the streets.

Once caught, it's almost over.

But if the goal is set high, then once he succeeds, he will take off directly. Even if he fails, he will never be locked up in prison like a little gangster after doing such a big thing.

He can enjoy all kinds of high-treatment prison packages.

At that time, there was no need for Brian, a bastard and traitor, to help him create connections and pull undercover deals. He was already well-known, and privileged agencies such as the FBI and CIA would take the initiative to contact him.

Long Chang became enlightened and knew that if that happened, he would truly enter the privileged class and no longer have to worry about going to jail.

The prison was just a hotel where he stopped to recuperate.

To achieve this goal, he did not have enough vision for the time being and could not think of a better way to amaze the world, but he knew that there was someone standing on that goal.

That person is of course Detective Chuck!

Therefore, he only needs to keep an eye on Detective Chuck, and in the name of revenge, find trouble with Detective Chuck. As long as he succeeds once, he will easily achieve his goal.

Is there any simpler way than this?

"So, do you agree?" Seeing Boss Tang like this, Brian didn't want to worry about it. He just wanted to get Boss Tang out first, as long as he was worthy of Mia. He couldn't control what Boss Tang wanted to do after that.

"I will try my best to serve my sentence." Bald Boss Tang was silent for a moment, and his hoarse voice came up again: "But Leti and the others must be acquitted!"

"Okay!" Brian nodded and agreed.

In the previous case, Bald Boss Tang was the principal culprit, and Leti and the others were just accomplices. Now that the popularity of speeding robberies has passed, both the FBI and the Los Angeles Police Department have no pressure from public opinion. Naturally, they no longer care about Leti and the others.

Whether to release or not is just a matter of words.

The accelerator of Fast and Furious here is roaring and it will soar again, while Chuck over there continues to conduct in-depth scientific research experiments with Becca.

I have to say that he underestimated Beka.

Originally, he came here because of Anna, because Anna valued Beka's arranging ability, but when Anna reminded him that Beka also had the talent of pseudo bullet time, he really became interested in Beka.

After quickly tailoring a series of scientific research projects for her, he found that Beca was making rapid progress. If he continued to study like this, his second brother Frank's status would soon decline again.

There is endless power hidden in Beka's petite body.

However, along with this power is the madness in his bones, which is also revealed due to Chuck's continued in-depth scientific research.

Just like now.

Step by step, the training intensity was increased, and when he was studying whether the bullet time speed could be increased by one point, Beka suddenly went crazy, holding the microphone with both hands, and then shook his head, twisted his waist and hips, raised his head and sang loudly.

That look was like being on stage, under the spotlight, in the posture of a big star in a concert, the kind of star who can sing and dance.

Chuck looked at her quietly, letting her burst out suddenly, raised his decorative glasses, and started communicating with Anna.

This isn't the first time Beca has sung whenever she wanted to.

Ever since the scientific research project entered the deep water area, Beka has involuntarily entered this state from time to time.

Chuck also had speculations about this.

Um.

It's time for Beca to get some rest.

The vibration on his wrist represented Anna's approval. Chuck knocked Beca unconscious before Beca could make any bigger moves or even hurt him. He went directly into the bathroom, took a cold shower, put away the microphone, got dressed, and turned around to leave the presidential suite. .

The next day.

When Beca opened her eyes, she looked at the ceiling and felt the long-lost laziness, which made her feel a little lost.

She hadn't heard Professor Wolfe's cold reminder for a long time, and she was a little unaccustomed to it. She turned around and looked around, but she didn't see Professor Wolfe.

What's going on?

For how many days, every time before going to bed late, the last thing I saw was Professor Wolfe's paralyzed face, which was suddenly far and near, and the first thing I saw when I woke up was Professor Wolfe's cold reminder.

She acknowledged the feeling, which was good at first.

But as time goes by, she will go crazy.

It's not that her body can't bear it anymore, on the contrary, her body feels better and better, and her strength and pseudo-bullet time control are increasing visibly.

What couldn't bear this state was her spirit.

What the hell kind of day is this?

Scientists are so scary!

It can turn something that is obviously very romantic and happy into a boring scientific research routine.

Oh, God!

For so many days, even if Chuck chatted with her, she would not feel this way.

However, Chuck just had nothing to say, so she tried her best to chat with him. During the scientific research process, it was a pity that Chuck was a genius at chatting, and he could always stop her with one sentence.

Now I can finally have a good rest.

Beca lay in bed all morning, not wanting to move. Seeing that her stomach was so hungry that she couldn't bear it, and Chuck didn't show up, she suddenly became nervous.

She wanted to rest, but she didn't want to lose contact with Chuck.

He won't leave, right?

Thinking of this, she couldn't lie down anymore, so she jumped up and started looking for traces of Chuck everywhere in the presidential suite, but when there was no trace of him, she became a little anxious.

Because she didn't have Chuck's phone number.

That’s right!

Since she met Chuck, she still has no contact information for him.

In fact, it's not surprising, because although it's not a short period of time, it lasted more than a month, and they were together almost 24 hours a day. It was really not worse than a year for a couple in a normal relationship.

But she never had the chance to ask this question.

No!

I probably haven't thought about this issue at all.

Now that Chuck suddenly disappeared, she was in a hurry!

"This guy couldn't pull it out...he just disappeared from the world, right?" Beca was dumbfounded.

Just then, her cell phone rang. When she took it out, she saw a text message notification, which made her immediately relieved.

"Half a year off?" Beca looked at the text message sent by Chuck and snorted dissatisfied: "It seems like it's no longer possible! Sure enough, I was the one who won in the end! It's just that this time is too long..."

This method of Ah Q's spiritual victory made her feel guilty, so she quickly replied to a text message asking what she should do during this time.

Chuck replied: "Do what you want to do and recharge your batteries."

"Charge?" Beca's mouth twitched: "You are treating me as a tool! I don't need to charge!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw another message from Chuck, leaving her speechless for a moment.

Because Chuck arranged for her the art trip she had dreamed of.

A tour of authentic masterpieces of famous paintings from around the world!

Long live!

She has long wanted to visit these famous paintings. She does not expect to see the originals. Even if they are high-quality imitations displayed in the museum, she will be satisfied if she can see them up close.

But now Chuck said that he would arrange for her to see the authentic paintings.

If someone else had said this, she would still be suspicious.

But the person who said this was the famous detective Chuck. Even if he was alone when he went out, he would stay in the presidential suite without any human nature. For him, what he said should be true.

"marvelous!"

Beca jumped up and down in the room, feeling that she was okay again, and she wished that Chuck would come back immediately, and she would fight for another three days and three nights.

Of course it's just a fantasy.

She felt that half a year's training trip was a bit long, but she couldn't agree more with Professor Wolfe, the scientific research geek, for half a month.

And this kind of self-cultivation and recharging is great.

When she thought about being able to visit authentic masterpieces of famous paintings all over the world in the next six months, she was filled with passion from the inside out.

Electronic music is back!

Seattle on the road back to Orange County.

Chuck's car moved forward quickly, and he could see Beca's energetic movements clearly through his decorative glasses.

Not surprisingly, he got it right.

Beka's potential is indeed unlimited, but her mental state is temporarily unable to support her more sustained scientific research and exploration.

It is very necessary to stop, slow down and recharge.

And the past six months were not something he said casually.

Because something unexpected happened, he needed to spare at least half a year to deal with it. Thinking of this, he raised his decorative glasses.

9 hours ago.

Tokyo.

"Lingzi, it's so late, don't go out, you have to go to school tomorrow." A beautiful woman tried to stop her well-dressed daughter.

"You don't have to worry about me!" The pure and beautiful girl Reiko glanced at her mother and said indifferently: "I like this. If you can't stand it, you can leave us and go to the United States like before.

Oh, I forgot, dad has passed away, you just need to leave me now. Don’t worry, I can live without you. I can support myself now when I go out! It relies on racing modification technology, not the body! "

The beautiful woman was so saddened by her daughter's words that she could only watch her daughter slam the door and go out.

It was already late at night, and she was worried that her daughter, a high school student, was going out like this. She changed her clothes and hurriedly chased after her, only to see her daughter getting into a racing car and whizzing away.

Just as she was about to take a taxi to catch up, an out-of-control racing car drifted around the corner and knocked her out.

The racing car did not stop, bypassing her who was lying in a pool of blood, and quickly accelerated and disappeared into the night, leaving only the beautiful woman vomiting blood in her mouth and her eyes gradually losing luster.

"Lingzi..."

Tokyo is a city that never sleeps, and there are more than one beautiful woman who has encountered a car accident, but either leaves indifferently, or pauses for a moment, dials the emergency number, and then leaves again.

No one came forward to pay attention to this troublesome person.

When the ambulance arrived, the beautiful woman was already cold.

This scene is like an insignificant piece of information mixed in countless information flows, but it spans thousands of miles and is transmitted in real time to the eyes of a person who is always in a trance.

Ignoring the large screen made up of a small TV, Anna's eyes moved away from Chuck's real-time perspective and landed on this message. She raised her trembling hands and quickly operated on the keyboard. All the information about the beautiful woman was on flashes quickly on the screen.

A minute later, Chuck received the message and checked the information simultaneously.