American TV series Detective's Daily Life

As Walter fainted from the grief and anger caused by Chuck's rebuke, Scorpio was in chaos.

At this time, psychological master Toby finally came into play.

He is a doctor!

Even though he is just a psychiatrist.

But I still understand some basic medical common sense.

After some resuscitation, the unconscious Walter was awakened.

Then when Walter focused his eyes again, the first thing he asked was: "Is there more?"

Everyone gasped.

You've been abused like this, why are you still looking for abuse?

Has Walter gone crazy?

Everyone either looked at the psychological master Toby, or looked at Chuck pleadingly, signaling Chuck to stop irritating Walt.

"Of course." Chuck looked at everyone calmly, said one word and hung up the video connection.

"Quinn?" Walter muttered the last words Chuck said and looked at the mechanical wizard Lele.

Everyone also looked at Lele.

Because Lele’s full name is Lele Quinn!

"What does he mean?" Peggy, the waitress, asked curiously.

"This is a riddle!" The fat young man Sylvester suppressed his excitement: "Chuck left us a riddle!"

"I hate riddles!" Peggy, the waitress, complained.

Any ordinary person facing the Riddler would probably shout from the bottom of his heart: "The Riddler, get out of Gotham!"

"Since it's a riddle, why do you still think so of me?" Lele said angrily: "You don't think that Detective Chuck's riddle will be very simple, so simple that the answer is right on the riddle, right?"

"It's completely possible!" Psychological master Toby smiled: "Walter asked what else could prove his stupidity, and Detective Chuck said of course, and then named Quinn!

That's your last name!

As we all know, Detective Chuck looks at you differently and lets you join the brain games that only their super geniuses can play as a non-super genius.

So in his eyes, you are no lighter than Walter.

In this case, when he says your last name, he should be talking about your existence, which is far more than the shame of a super genius, and it can also mock Walt. "

"You think highly of me." Lele shook his head: "In my heart, without Walter, there would be no Scorpio, without this family... So my existence can only prove the positive of Walter, not the negative.

And Detective Chuck would never come up with such a simple riddle.

There must be another explanation!

We need to think more deeply!

Instead of acting like a fool and just guessing the simplest meaning. "

"How about forgetting it?" Waitress Peggy looked at Walter worriedly: "Maybe it's not a riddle at all!"

She thought she had seen the cruelty of dealing with super geniuses before.

But it wasn't until Walter was so stimulated that he almost fainted that she realized that she had underestimated this cruelty.

Now it seemed that Detective Chuck had left another riddle that was even more irritating to Walter. She really couldn't bear the thought of Walter and the others guessing it.

And what she was even more worried about was that if Walter couldn't hold on and became depressed or crazy, her good work would be ruined.

"No!" Walter finally came to his senses, and with the help of everyone, he sat up and said with determination: "I will definitely guess this riddle!"

The car started off again.

Everyone returned to the Scorpion base.

"I'm going to pick up Ralph. We're going to have a barbecue on the rooftop tonight, and everyone is going to attend."

Peggy, the waitress, saw that everyone was lost in thought, as if they were trying to solve the riddle left by Detective Chuck, and immediately clapped her hands to remind them.

"Okay! I like barbecue the most!"

Walter, the fat young man Sylvester, and Lele were all meditating. Lele waved his hand, but the psychological master Toby happily agreed.

Um.

He felt that what he said at the beginning was the answer.

The answer lies in the riddle.

He is a master of psychology and he trusts his own judgment.

It is indeed more exciting to use the girls around him, or Asian girls, to taunt Walter.

The unspeakable secret he summed up: "Western men have the bestiality to take away Asian-looking women."

No joke.

After all, Walter is also a Western man, and he is also a super genius with extremely arrogant heart.

If Lele proves to be better than Walt, it will definitely be more effective than taunting Walt with the shame of a super genius, Little Sheldon.

No matter how shameful Young Sheldon is, he is still a super genius, and he is still a white male, closer to Walt.

So he no longer wastes his brain cells thinking about riddles. With this time, he smiled and agreed to the invitation of the waitress Peggy, while taking out his mobile phone and walking to a deserted corner to make a call.

"This is the third message. I just want to reiterate to you that I have made a lot of money now and can give you money again. It doesn't matter even if you are dating someone else. I don't mind. Contact me at any time."

That’s right!

Psychological guru Toby is a licker!

He is fully capable of playing with other people's emotions, yet he is willing to be a bitch.

This is what Chuck despises most about him.

The fat young man Sylvester pondered for a long time, but still didn't have any answer. He had something on his mind now and couldn't completely concentrate on thinking, so he said hello to everyone and left the Scorpio base.

Church welfare home.

When he saw the nun, he handed over a check and told the purpose of his visit: "This is for the children, but don't give it to the biology department or any laboratory. Get something fun, and also Safety."

Obviously, biohacking still left a strong psychological shadow on him, and even donations must be emphasized.

Although it's most likely useless.

Whatever should be done is whatever it is.

But I want peace of mind.

The nun looked at the amount of 3,000 US dollars on the check and looked at the honest and fat young man in surprise.

For individual donations, $3,000 is quite a lot.

You know, in the United States where consumers are impulsive and hungry, most people cannot afford $3,000 in cash.

After coming out, I happened to meet a group of people.

"You are the fat man downstairs!" Little Howard's cousin, the wretched Schmidt, was sitting in the car and pointed at the fat young man: "What are you doing here?"

"Schmidt, pay attention to your attitude!" Nick, the C-position male of the bankrupt version of The Big Bang Theory, reminded: "He is much more well-proportioned than you were back then."

"Really?" Jessie and Indian model Sisi, her female companion Rajesh, suddenly laughed in a drawl.

They were very annoyed by the obscene Schmidt who frequently stripped off his clothes and exposed his body to show off his so-called strong figure, which was actually harassment.

"Okay, okay." The wretched Schmidt's face darkened, and he raised his hands to signal surrender: "I am a man after all, no matter how fat I am, I can't be any more ugly! My cousin Monica was the fattest in the family back then!

Now she has successfully lost weight, is so beautiful, and has a close relationship with Chuck!

So don’t look down on fat people! "

Having said this, he completely forgot that he was discriminating against the fat young man, and raised his chin to the fat young man Sylvester: "Brother, don't give up! You can also have a figure like mine!"

The fat young man Sylvester showed an awkward yet polite smile.

He was actually more curious about Monica's counterattack and success.

But with so many strangers looking at him, he was really embarrassed to say more.

"You are very familiar with Detective Chuck, aren't you?" Jess took the initiative to get out of the car and greeted him.

"Chuck is our idol, we often play together." Even though the fat young man Sylvester was not good at speaking in front of strangers, he couldn't stop talking when he heard this topic.

"Awesome!" Jess said excitedly: "Can you give me his contact information? He is simply amazing! He met us once before and he immediately guessed what we were going to do and even predicted what we would do. What will you face?

Guess how it turned out?

He's absolutely right!

I mean, everything went exactly as he predicted.

We went to find my ex-boyfriend to get the TV back. At first, I drove them around his house, but I just couldn't make up my mind to go find him.

Finally, with everyone’s encouragement, I went down.

But he was procrastinating and unwilling to give it.

In the end, Xixi got mad and everyone supported her, and she finally asked for my TV back.

Detective Chuck is so amazing!

I really want to have a good communication with him..."

At this point, she saw the strange gaze of the fat young man Sylvester. Looking along, she saw her friends in the car winking and having ambiguous expressions. She immediately reacted and explained.

"I mean verbal communication, just like asking a master for advice. Of course, if he doesn't mind, I can actually do it too~"

But I thought of Detective Chuck's cool handsomeness.

"What can you do?" The wretched Schmidt immediately said with an extremely wretched smile: "Can you package yourself as a gift, put a bow between it, send it to his room, and then do a Penny-style rehabilitation exercise with him?"

Jess immediately glared over.

She said that, but in fact, she still hadn't recovered from the haze of being cheated on and broken up with.

And even in normal times, she couldn't bear to hear Schmidt's lewd teasing.

"Schmidt, shut up!" Nick and others immediately scolded the obscene king.

"So, what are you doing here?" Seeing Schmidt being suppressed, Jessie once again became concerned about why the fat young man was here.

"I'll donate some money..." the fat young man Sylvester explained.

"Wow! You are so kind-hearted." Jess praised immediately.

"How much did you donate?" Schmidt said angrily: "I'll double it!"

Just like his naughty little cousin, if he can use money to solve a woman's problem, he will definitely not be stingy.

Who makes this group of people rich?

Not to mention that he now earns a lot from work, even the adult pension unique to his race is definitely enough.

Adult gold, adult gold, isn’t it just for doing adult work?

In this regard, he is no worse than Howard who wants to buy a dozen of Penny's friends in the future.

"3,000 US dollars." The fat young man Sylvester said sheepishly.

"...How much?" The wretched Schmidt was suddenly embarrassed, his hand holding the checkbook stopped, and he looked at the fat young man in disbelief.

"3,000 US dollars!" Jessie shouted loudly: "Schmidt, didn't you say it's twice as much? Let me help you calculate it. That's 6,000 US dollars! The church orphanage happens to be right next to it! Go quickly!"

"Sorry, I believe in Judaism!" The wretched Schmidt immediately put away his checkbook.

joke.

$6,000 just to look cool?

He's not that stupid!

6,000 US dollars is enough to fake pussy 30 times!

Amid the ridicule and sarcasm of the crowd, the wretched Schmidt looked at the fat young man unhappily: "Are you bragging? Did you really donate 3,000 US dollars at a time? Do you have a mine at home?"

"No, I did donate 3,000 US dollars to buy delicious and fun things for the children." The fat young man Sylvester answered honestly: "I don't have a mine at home."

"Then you are too stupid!" The wretched Schmidt mocked: "With this kind of money, even if you don't go pick up girls, you might still be able to have a child and pass on your bloodline.

You don’t have a mine at home, and you really want to donate money. Wouldn’t it be better to donate it directly to your parents and relatives?

Or are they not short of money at all?

If they are really not short of money, you can donate it directly to me.

Who is not a child anymore? "

"Me too." Nick and the African guy in the car nodded in unison.

This time, they felt that the wretched Schmidt was on to something.

And the fat young man Sylvester was also embarrassed.

Because he saved four children and thought of the children he had lost, he thought of donating money to the children in the orphanage.

But he forgot his parents.

This reminded him of the first time he met the waitress Peggy a few days ago, when he helped her introduce her son Ralph to be a super genius and what state he was in.

The waitress Peggy asked him: "How do you get along with your parents?"

He replied: "I haven't had contact with them in ten years."

At that time, the waitress Peggy looked at her with surprise.

Co-author: You can take the initiative to chat with me so happily, so naturally, just like ordinary people, but completely ignore your parents?

As a super talented mother, the waitress Peggy expressed her opinions on his state at the time.

But now the wretched Schmidt and others, whether their words are bad or not, the meaning they convey is the same.

You obviously have parents and relatives who need this money. At least you need this money to express your feelings as their child, but you donate this money to the welfare home. Isn't it just too blind and self-impressed!

What is the difference between this and those people who are obviously not willing to be filial to their parents, but outside they all use the banner of loving the world, loving life, chasing stars and animal protection, and intend to stand on the moral high ground and guide the country? What is the difference?

Orange County.

Hilltop Manor Villa.

Chandel, the most beautiful woman in Orange County, is here again to deal with the case of the sudden death of her friend's husband.

But this time, she came alone, without the rightful owner.

"The case has been investigated, and the prosecutor will follow up..." Chuck briefly introduced the latest situation to her.

Monica asked Chandel what she was drinking, and then took the initiative to get up and leave, creating space for the two of them to chat alone.

"Monica is so nice." Chandel sighed as she watched Monica leave. Seeing Chuck taking it for granted, she couldn't help but lean forward and stare into Chuck's eyes.

"Monica jokingly called me Earth, why?"

At this point, she looked down and then pointed to Chuck to look at it, teasingly: "Did you get it?"

Monica, who was peeping outside the door, suddenly spat secretly when she saw her like this, looked at her fiercely, curled her lips and left.

Compared with Chandel on Earth, she is the moon.

Even with Chuck's continued support, there is no way to compare with his extremely talented opponent.

Not to be offended.

Not to be offended.

I can't afford it.