American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"Then it's settled!" Seeing their agreement, the bald captain no longer had to control the smile on his face.

Because he basically wins.

I gave you $100 for free, why don’t you use it?

Everyone smells good, okay!

As a police officer, he worked hard for only $300 a day.

Just touching your upper lip to your lower lip will earn you 1/3 of your income.

Anyway, he was happy.

If he wasn't afraid that doctors and nurses wouldn't dare to gamble, and he wanted to bet on more, wouldn't it be a blessing?

With such a good mood, he went back to find Chuck and continued the investigation.

"Where to go now?"

"Go find a hotel," Chuck said.

"That's right." The bald captain nodded and said: "To do this kind of thing, it must not be done in the wilderness where the victim was found, and he must have a place to live.

As long as he finds a place to stay, there will always be someone at the hotel's front desk, waiters, and doormen who will see the playmate he is looking for.

By then we will be able to follow the clues.

But the problem is that there are so many hotels, how do we find where he lives?

When he does this kind of thing, he probably won't use his real name, but a pseudonym, right?

It must be in cash to avoid being traced. "

"He's not you, he won't be so cautious." Chuck raised his decorative glasses: "Follow me."

"Have you checked it out?" the bald captain said in shock.

"He used a gold card and checked in under his real name." Chuck led him to a hotel.

"Isn't it possible?" The bald captain couldn't believe it at all: "You don't need a pseudonym or cash to do this kind of thing? Is he so stupid?"

"To be more precise, he doesn't care." Chuck said expressionlessly: "Who cares whether he does such a thing?

Only his wife cares.

This is Los Angeles, his home is in Orange County, his wife is a housewife, and he has all the financial power in the family.

Unless his wife is determined to divorce, she will just turn a blind eye.

In this case, he might initially use a pseudonym and use cash.

But as time goes by, how can it be as convenient as directly using your real name to swipe a gold card?

The gold card can also be used for company bills, saving more money!

If it were you, you would do the same thing! "

"I won't do this!" The bald captain categorically denied this possibility, but his beard still revealed his thoughts.

Although he didn't want to admit this possibility, he understood why the victim was so stupid.

Save money.

After all, finding a playmate is expensive.

In addition to emotional factors, there are also deep economic considerations in getting married.

As an old divorced single, whenever he dreams back at midnight and is alone, he still seriously considers the pros and cons in his mind.

Beliefs, emotions, security, privacy, finances, etc.

Among them, privacy is what he thinks about most.

After all, he is the captain of the Los Angeles Police Department's Major Crimes Division. If someone found out that he did such a thing, it would be embarrassing and humiliating to the point where he would not be able to survive.

If a bad guy makes a classic Japanese threat: "Captain, you don't want anyone to know about this, right?"

That would be totally bad.

But he never expected that privacy protection, which he cared about the most and thought about most, would be like a high-end business war in his imagination, running into a high-end business war in reality.

In reality, high-end business wars are not as complicated as he imagined. The main focus is simple violence.

Isn't this so embarrassing?

What he had thought before was just too much.

But this is not surprising.

After all, he is not a boss or an upper-class person with a gold collar, so he can use company expenses to reimburse him. He can't pretend that these expenses are official needs and ask the police station for reimbursement, right?

Wouldn't that be a big joke?

While complaining about this in his mind, he followed Chuck into the hotel and showed his police badge to the front desk.

"Yes. Around 8 o'clock, I checked in alone, using a gold card." The front desk flipped through the registration book, and there was a different meaning in his tone when introducing these key information.

The bald captain understood this instantly.

That is because the front desk is used to seeing such guests, and knows that although they check in alone, they will never just stay in the room alone.

"Who was the janitor who was cleaning the room at that time?" Chuck asked.

The front desk signaled to wait, then took out the phone to inquire, and asked someone to take Chuck and the others to find the female cleaner.

When the bald captain saw it, his claws immediately became numb.

The other party cannot understand the language.

Too!

Those who do this kind of dirty work are usually illegal immigrants.

So cheap!

This is another prosperous metropolis in the blue state that illegal immigrants most desire.

This kind of low-level workers who are almost 'free' compared to the locals, but can support the luxurious life of the upper class, are the most welcome people in blue states.

He subconsciously looked at Chuck.

Then he saw Chuck skillfully communicate with the other party in a language he didn't understand.

"You can do it again?" The bald captain was speechless but not too shocked.

"When she cleaned up the room, people had already left, but the room had indeed been occupied, especially the bed, and no one was there. The smell was very strong, like perfume." Chuck introduced the situation to the bald captain.

"There were no signs of fighting or blood, and she even got a newspaper back from it."

"Is this the one?" The bald captain saw the cleaning lady opening his drawer, which was full of newspapers. He rummaged through it and found one and handed it over. After asking, he took it and read it.

"Happy little advertisement..."

When the bald captain saw that the entire page was filled with small advertisements for happiness, he suddenly felt quite uncomfortable. He glanced at Chuck and the cleaning lady subconsciously, not daring to look at them more, and just complained dryly.

"How much do you love 'sports'? It's not right to just look at these small advertisements! How can such advertisements be posted so openly and so densely?"

"Go and ask what the phone number is from the victim's room." Chuck reminded.

"That's right." The bald captain suddenly said, "As long as you compare it with the phone number left in the newspaper, you can find out which store he patronized."

The two left the janitor's apartment, and the bald captain called the front desk to check the phone number.

Chuck came to the doorman.

This doorman is an old man with the air of a concierge. If his skin color were darker, he would look like Earl, MAX's favorite cashier in Broke Sisters.

"50 cents! I have worked in hotels for forty years! I have never received such a stingy tip!

So yes!

I remember him!

I will never forget him until I die!

After this 'rich man' generously gave me 50 cents, he asked me if I had any girls and how to find girls?

Then I told him, why would he find a pretty girl if he spends so much money?

Isn’t the fifth girl very good?

Even 50 cents saved!

How nice~

Am I right? "

Facing his complaints, Chuck remained expressionless. The bald captain wanted to laugh, but thought of something and couldn't.

"What happened next?"

"Then he stopped looking for me, but then I saw a beautiful girl coming over, a blonde girl, a pretty little thing, with a face like a ranch girl." The doorman complained.

"I bet she makes hundreds or thousands of 50 cents an hour! Damn that rich guy! He deserves to be in trouble!"

"Do you know anything else?" the bald captain asked.

"That depends on what you want to know." The guard rubbed his fingers.

The bald captain rolled his eyes and reluctantly took out his wallet, hoping to get some money to buy news. This was also an old tradition.

"No need." Chuck interrupted: "Let's go! He no longer has the information you want."

"You want to defraud money?" The bald captain reacted immediately and glared at the guard.

"What do you mean by lying?" The guard said confidently: "What I told you before is not worth a cent?

I tell you useful information first and collect the money later. That’s ethical enough, okay? "

"Cooperating with the police is our duty as a citizen!" The bald captain immediately put away his wallet, glared at the guard, and followed Chuck away.

When they arrived at the front desk, the front desk had already handed them the found information.

"Puppy Playmate Company..." The bald captain quickly identified a company by comparing the phone number with the one on the happy advertisement. After pronouncing the noun, he felt bad all over.

"What a stupid name for this meow!"

Wouldn’t those who seek companion services from such companies become sundogs?

"In a place like Los Angeles, if you want to be famous in this industry, you have to be unconventional. Look at this full-page happy little advertisement. Isn't this puppy play companion company very conspicuous?" Chuck said bluntly.

"Besides, what's so surprising? A wealthy man spends a high-profile $100,000 annual salary to hire a professional dog breeder, who must take all the dog's needs as his first priority.

There are people in Tokyo who have been determined to transform into dogs since childhood.

These hot news are making a lot of noise.

When you look at this name again, isn’t it surprising? "

"..." The corners of the bald captain's mouth twitched: "What you said makes sense, but I still can't accept this name."

"You have to accept it." Chuck said expressionlessly: "You need to make this call later and ask this ranch girl to come over and stage the story on the farm."

"...You want me to enforce the law when fishing?" the bald captain said speechlessly.

"You can treat it as an immersive experience." Chuck said seriously.

The bald captain could say no more.

He was afraid that if he continued talking, Chuck would say something as straightforward as, 'You've thought about it anyway, and now you just have the chance to experience it.'

"How to do it?"

The case still needs to be investigated. The bald captain looked at Chuck and then at himself, knowing that unless someone else came to help, he was the only one of the two of them suitable to be the fisherman.

Chuck looks fake at first glance.

It’s not necessary at all!

They even had to charge back money!

"Find another hotel nearby and change your clothes, especially your shoes!" Chuck said as he led him out of the hotel involved.

"What's wrong with my shoes?" The bald captain subconsciously looked at his shoes and asked in confusion.

"Your shoes are typical police shoes!" Chuck reminded: "It is easy for the other party to see through, so you must change to another pair."

Then he carefully analyzed the bald captain from toe to head, and personally taught him how to be a qualified playmate in need.

After talking about it later, the bald captain's eyes were completely wrong. His eyes were full of "what is professional" and "you must have done this kind of thing before".

In the hotel.

The bald captain was in front of the mirror, stroking his beard and stroking his hair. He was as nervous and excited as someone looking for a playmate for the first time.

no way!

As a single old man, he had really imagined this scene.

Who would have thought that it would happen under such circumstances.

Then he gathered his emotions, picked up the hotel phone, dialed the service number of the Puppy Play Company, and got into the mood.

"...What can you tell me? I just like young, fresh, blond, and healthy like a heifer that just turned over from the farm, thank you."

On the phone, the customer accurately selected his preferences and said that there was indeed such a good girl who would come to his door in ten minutes.

The bald captain straightened himself out in the mirror again.

ten minutes later.

There was a knock on the door.

When the bald captain opened the door, he was stunned for a moment.

no way.

So stunning!

"Hello."

The blonde put one hand on the porch, showing off her good figure. Seeing the bald captain's expression, she smiled even more happily.

"Hello." The bald captain stammered in response, complaining in his heart: "She is so beautiful, why can't she do this? It's such a waste..."

"My name is Jolene."

"Call me Leland."

"If you want, I can call you Mr. Big." The blonde Qiao Lin walked in and teased.

"What's your real name?"

"Leland." The bald captain said honestly.

"Okay." The blonde Qiao Lin looked at the bald captain, looked up and down, and asked with a smile: "So, Leland, where are you from?"

"I'm from San Francisco and came to Los Angeles on a business trip." The bald captain said the prepared lines.

"First time?" The blonde didn't notice anything wrong and didn't want to waste time. She looked at the bald captain teasingly.

For her, time is money.

"How do you know?" The bald captain was a little embarrassed.

"Obviously." The blonde Qiao Lin smiled foolishly for a while, then stood up, took off her coat, revealing her sexy outfit underneath, and walked towards the bald captain step by step.

"It's $220 for half an hour and $250 for an hour. Do you want to come directly, or half and half?"

“Why is an hour only $30 more expensive than half an hour?”

When the bald captain saw the blonde Qiao Lin approaching her and making a quote with such ruthless intent, he swallowed his saliva and quickly thought of a way to divert his distracting thoughts.

"You are really a 'young'." The blonde girl Qiao Lin said with a silly smile: "At your age, you should know better why the next half hour only costs 30 US dollars~"

"Oh..." The bald captain reacted immediately, feeling embarrassed again.

What else could it be because of?

Of course, the last half hour requires no effort at all, it is garbage time, and it is free money.

"What did you say?" The blonde Qiao Lin had already sat on the bald captain's lap and asked him about his final choice.

"My choice is 'You're under arrest.'" The bald captain took out his police badge from his waist and showed it to the blonde.

He had been able to legally arrest the blonde the moment she revealed her charges.

No one cared about the blonde's feelings, and Chuck, who was monitoring the whole process, was not thinking about what the bald captain was worried about.

But American-style inflation.

You know, in The Big Bang Theory, Howard was dumped by Leonard's ex-girlfriend.

Leonard took Howard to Las Vegas to relax.

Howard's 'soul comforter' costs $500 an hour!

Fully twice as much as this time!