American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"It's not easy for her to stay like this."

Leaving the city's art director's office, the bald captain couldn't help but complain to Chuck.

Although they all agreed to sign the check in the end, he didn't believe that such a contemptuous attitude was just now. I'm afraid it wouldn't be much better at ordinary times.

And the gesture of strong opposition and obstruction.

If it were any other boss, I'm afraid he would have been fired long ago.

She can be fine now.

It is indeed not easy.

"It's not easy to beat workers! So I don't want to beat workers!" Chuck said bluntly.

"..." The bald captain suddenly lost interest in discussing this topic with Chuck.

Because he is from the perspective of a worker.

It's completely different from Chuck's perspective.

Pop Art Museum.

After the bald captain and Chuck came over, they looked at all kinds of weird things in the art gallery and asked the staff in disbelief: "Is this the so-called art? Do you like this?"

"It doesn't matter whether I like this garbage or not. What's important is that one of our curators likes it." The staff was very straightforward.

The bald captain looked directly at Chuck with a grin, his eyes signaling: "Look! Look! Look in the mirror! This is how you are in the eyes of others!"

"Where are the paintings of the deceased?"

"His death did not change the quality of the paintings, on the contrary, it deteriorated." The staff continued to complain with expressionless expressions.

"Because people who like him will no longer pay for it. Those who expect that collecting the works of dead people will inevitably increase in price have been shattered by him."

"Ha!" The bald captain laughed out loud, but soon realized that this was not good. After all, someone died in this case, and he was the police officer responsible for the investigation.

Can't laugh!

Be patient!

But seeing the staff and Chuck standing beside him, and listening to the staff's words that seemed to come from Chuck's mouth, it was really hard for him to endure it.

"Then why are you still preparing to hold a painting exhibition for him?" The bald captain asked with a distorted expression because he was holding back laughter: "Didn't the city not approve the $50,000 sponsorship fee for him?"

"Let me explain it to you." The staff explained calmly: "The reason why even garbage can be used as an art exhibition for the exhibition here is that there are two sources of funding.

One is the city’s financial allocation!

You shouldn't be surprised by the other one.

That is private sponsorship that cannot be avoided! "

"Are you saying that the art commissioner failed to use public money, but actually gave money privately to help the deceased realize his dream?" The bald captain was dumbfounded.

This is true love...

"Haha!" The staff member laughed: "Look at the location of our art museum! Look at the taste of our art museum!

Look at our art gallery staff!

Art specialists don’t have that kind of money!

The real sponsor is Elizabeth Hendrick! "

"Is that the rich man Hendrick?" The bald captain's face fell, and he looked at Chuck again. His eyes meant that it was really exciting to investigate the case with you.

Every time such a weird case happens, you can meet all kinds of big shots.

"It's her!" The staff member nodded: "She is our first private sponsor, the owner who really supports this popular art museum.

The little money allocated by the city, compared with what she paid, is just about participation. "

"So without her and the city's funding, your pop art museum will cease to exist?" the bald captain thought thoughtfully.

"Detectives, there is no art without money!" The staff said with half-smiles and frequent sayings.

"You really don't know each other?" When the bald captain heard this, he couldn't help but look at Chuck: "Why do I feel that he is just another you?"

Detective Chuck was clearly on the sidelines and said nothing.

But I feel like I’ve said everything!

This staff member was like his mouth substitute, saying everything he wanted to say.

Especially this "no money, no art" is not exactly the same as what Chuck said just now that the real value of art lies in cleaning the knife, but it has the same purpose.

The bald captain thought this was amazing.

"Because anyone with eyes can see the same phenomenon, and anyone with wisdom will come to the same conclusion." Chuck said straightforwardly.

"..." The bald captain stopped laughing.

Well what does that mean?

Who is he if he doesn't see it?

blind?

Who is he if he does not reach such a conclusion?

Fool?

Originally, he wanted to watch a mirror talk show between Detective Chuck and the staff of the art museum, until the person being made fun of became him.

He immediately became bored and left quickly.

"Hey, does this Elizabeth Hendrick look familiar?" After the bald captain left the Pop Art Museum, he suddenly came to his senses and racked his brains to recall.

"Jolene!" Chuck saved some hair for him and directly reported the answer.

"Yes!" The bald captain immediately stopped scratching his hair and his eyes lit up: "I'll tell you where I've seen this name before!

She is on the list of escorts that is like a who's who of the world!

And she is one of the few female billionaires!

It also sparked praise from feminist and LGBTQ+ groups!

Call her a true fighter for freedom!

In the field of darts that has existed since ancient times, for the first time, she can openly compete with men and truly take control of her own power, blah blah blah. "

Having said this, he looked at Chuck with disapproval: "Before, you said you were looking for someone to consult, so you might as well go to Qiao Lin. I didn't expect that we could actually be involved together."

"Are you weird?" Chuck looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's not weird anymore, it's not weird anymore." The bald captain shook his head repeatedly, showing the same relieved smile as Cao Thief.

"She can even do those things. Now it's so normal to fund this kind of garbage and perverted art."

"Let's go! Go and meet this pervert in your eyes, the representative of the freedom fighter in the eyes of a few people!" Chuck reminded.

"How about waiting?" the bald captain hesitated.

This is different from the madam from the old Qian family.

The madam's shame was just because of her income, which was less than two million U.S. dollars a year.

For ordinary people, they are very rich, but it is easy for people to hate the rich.

But this is Party A’s father, the Madam Madam, a real billionaire!

Two million dollars is not enough for her pocket money, or to fund venues like the Pop Art Museum that provide exhibition opportunities for garbage.

The energy of the two is not at the same level at all!

Now it's just that she's involved, and she's not clearly involved in the case.

If possible, he would not want to see her now to avoid trouble.

"How about we go find Qiao Lin?" The bald captain said, feeling a little embarrassed under Chuck's gaze.

"Don't tell me anymore. Is she quite knowledgeable..."

"Don't you really like listening to the staff of the art museum?" Chuck said expressionlessly: "Believe me, when you meet Elizabeth Hendrick, you will like listening to her even more!"

"Why?" The bald captain knew he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't help but be curious: "Have you seen her?"

"No need to meet her." Chuck said bluntly: "You can tell by her actions that she must have great ideas! It will definitely open your eyes!"

"..." The bald captain wanted to say that I would rather not have my eyes opened than to have my brains opened, but seeing Chuck like this, he had the nerve to refuse again.

He is the captain of the Los Angeles Major Crimes Unit.

It is necessary to face the perverted criminal behavior of these rich people.

You can't be intimidated in front of Detective Chuck, right?

Using the police badge to clear the way, he found the female billionaire Elizabeth Hendrick. After introducing his purpose, he saw that the other party ignored him at all and only looked at Chuck.

That look made his heart tremble.

"Ms. Hendrick!" the bald captain reminded again: "The circumstances of the deceased at that time were like that. Don't you think it's appalling?"

The female billionaire withdrew her gaze displeasedly and looked at the bald captain, her tone full of indifference and coldness: "Van Gogh cut off his own ear!

Edvard Munch hung most of his paintings in the woods, and they all rotted!

Gauguin abandoned his family and ran to Tahiti!

How pleasurable art would be if we didn't have to deal with artists! "

"That's for most people." Chuck looked at her expressionlessly: "For you, these artists themselves are what makes you more happy!"

"You really understand me!" The female billionaire looked at Chuck excitedly: "Detective Chuck! You are the embodiment of art!

I never thought that the case of a third-rate painter could attract you..."

"What do you mean?" The bald captain was so shocked by the female billionaire's gaze and tone that his scalp went numb.

Why is it that the case of a mere third-rate painter can lead to the detective Chuck?

Could it be another perverted mentality where a sister kills her sister just to meet her lover again?

If we can see more of Detective Chuck, what does this female billionaire mean?

Thinking of the terrifying connections and resources controlled by the female billionaire, the bald captain's hair stood on end and his heart skipped a beat.

"Shut up!" the female billionaire scolded.

"What did you say?" The bald captain's face suddenly darkened, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

"I'm telling you to shut up!" The female billionaire said in an aggravated tone: "I'm talking to Detective Chuck, you can't interrupt!"

"Ms. Hendrick, please remember, I am the captain of the Los Angeles Major Crime Squad!" The bald captain warned word by word: "I am now responsible for investigating Victor's death! Please cooperate!"

"I'll tell you too!" The female billionaire smiled coldly: "I can make you patrol the streets with just a phone call. Do you want to try it?"

"I'll wait and see!" the bald captain sneered.

Chuck wasn't surprised by their rivalry.

Since the bald captain could serve as his temporary police escort in Los Angeles, he was a little cautious and timid before things happened.

But if something really happens, he will not be easily crushed by power.

If he didn't even have this responsibility, Chuck wouldn't come to him at all.

"I didn't see it, but you are quite interesting." The bald captain's toughness made the female billionaire soften her attitude a little. She looked at the bald captain in surprise, and her expression was no longer as contemptuous as it was at first.

But when the bald captain was looked at with this look, he suddenly felt that it was not as contemptuous as the initial look.

Now this look made him even more uncomfortable.

"Ms. Hendrick, do you know the deceased?" the bald captain asked with a straight face.

"I know him, but I'm not familiar with him." The female billionaire smiled and said, "I heard that he values ​​his privacy very much. After all, he is a Catholic. Even in a free city of angels like Los Angeles, he cannot be as free as we are. He is so comfortable that he doesn’t dare to disclose his hobbies at all.”

"You dare to make it public?" Chuck said suddenly.

"You think I don't dare?" The female billionaire raised her eyebrows: "Am I not open enough?"

"Not enough!" Chuck said expressionlessly: "If you were really free and fearless, you wouldn't lie and say you were not familiar with the deceased."

The female billionaire's eyes flashed slightly.

"Not bad!" The bald captain stared into the female billionaire's eyes: "As far as we know, the city clearly denied the deceased's $50,000 funding for the exhibition, but you funded it in full. How can this be called Not familiar?"

"Why not?" The female billionaire smiled contemptuously: "Will you remember how many cents you spent casually?"

"I know you are rich!" The bald captain's face darkened: "But hundreds of thousands of dollars are definitely not pennies in our eyes!"

"That's the golden hoe you imagined... If there's nothing else, I need to go to a meeting." The female billionaire said arrogantly, stood up and looked at Chuck: "Detective Chuck, I'm looking forward to our next meeting. .”

"No, you won't expect that." Chuck said bluntly.

"I'm looking forward to it~" The female billionaire licked her lips at Chuck.

"What does she mean?" After watching her leave, the bald captain frowned and looked at Chuck: "Are you attracted to you? How about you sacrifice yourself so that we can know the truth immediately?"

"The truth is out there, don't you know it yet?" Chuck looked at him expressionlessly.

"Do you know what's going on?" The bald captain was shocked: "Is Elizabeth Hendrick involved in the case?"

"Why ask knowingly?" Chuck said bluntly: "None of the rich people involved in this kind of case is innocent."

"What's going on?" The bald captain didn't want to hear the hell joke.

"Think about how Qiao Lin's case happened!" Chuck reminded.

"Qiao Lin's case was because of the wind. She thought the client was dead..." The bald captain recalled for a while, and then he vaguely understood what Chuck was talking about.

"You mean the Queen's Whip?"

"That's right!" Chuck nodded: "Can't you see that this Elizabeth Hendrick regards herself as a real queen? She has a strong desire to dominate the opposite sex!

The stronger the person she dominates, the more excited she becomes.

How could she like those female reporters who are willing to serve for money, and then become a gold card customer of the Puppy Playmate Company? "

"You want to say that she used this as an excuse to choose toys among the real gold-card customers of the Puppy Playmate Company?" The bald captain was stunned and said what he understood.

At first glance, this is simply unbelievable.

But when I think about it carefully, I find it very reasonable.

First of all, those who are willing to pay 250 US dollars an hour are wealthy people, and many of them like to play with the queen's whip.

For example, Qiao Lin’s repeat customers who can’t stop.

These customer lists have been proven through practice to be the target group for safe conversion, are extremely reliable, and are of extremely high quality.

He'd probably do the same thing if he were this perverted Elizabeth Hendrick.