The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 102 Don’t you want the free money?

"No need to bother."

Chuck stopped her: "You turn on the computer."

"What?"

Detective Amy Santiago was stunned, but still followed Chuck's instructions, sat down and turned on her computer.

"Recall all lottery types nearby."

Chuck directed.

Detective Amy Santiago started searching on the computer and asked in confusion: "Dr. Wolfe, what are you doing?"

"Help you narrow your goals and save time."

Chuck stared at the searched information.

"You mean you're going to be able to tell which lottery has loopholes in its gameplay just by looking at it?"

This is the homicide team of the NYPD 99 Bureau. The detectives who can sit here are all very capable. They used to gather around to watch the fun. Now there are a few detectives who also play lottery. When they heard the song, they understood the elegant meaning and immediately gathered around uncontrollably.

Came over.

When it comes to money, they are no longer sleepy.

A police detective is just a job, and the money you get for your hard work is actually not much. Who doesn't have the dream of getting rich overnight?

"Yes."

Chuck continued to browse the information quickly and responded calmly.

Since it is speculated that the victim was killed because of the lottery, it means that there is indeed a loophole in the nearby lottery game, and it is not difficult for Chuck to find out the victim.

“Why exclude these?”

Detective Shenfan questioned: "Just because these companies have hired special people to design, there will be no loopholes? This is theoretical. Reality often does not match the theory. Everyone makes mistakes."

"I won't."

Chuck directly screened out a large number of lottery tickets.

"...Don't tell me that you are the design expert hired by these companies?"

The annoyed police detective was speechless.

"I am a consultant to the American Lottery Association."

Chuck said lightly: "I am only responsible for review."

"Advisor to the American Lottery Association?"

Detective Shenfan asked in confusion: "Then why are only the lotteries of these companies excluded? But the lotteries of other companies are not excluded? Have these companies not joined the Lottery Association?"

In the United States, industry associations are very powerful, and there are basically no companies in the industry that do not join industry associations.

"The consultants of the American Lottery Association receive money from the promise not to buy lottery tickets, and the Lottery Industry Association pays the overall payment."

Chuck said calmly: "Some companies receive money for independent audits to audit the design. To prevent loopholes in the lottery gameplay from being exploited and causing a lot of losses, additional money will be required."

"..."

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

"You mean you've also made money by exploiting lottery loopholes?"

Detective Amy Santiago's eyes widened.

"You don't want the free money?"

Chuck looked at her strangely.

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago was speechless.

want!

How could you not!

If she had this ability, she would definitely make a lot of legal money.

"Isn't the point that he not only exploited loopholes to make money from lottery tickets, but even got to the point where the entire lottery industry association had to come forward to spend money to stop him from buying lottery tickets?"

An old police detective complained: "Why don't they just ban you from playing?"

Chuck gave him a look that made him ask such a question.

The old police detective thought for a moment and immediately smiled awkwardly.

Lottery is different from casinos. You can buy and sell by remote control without entering the venue. You cannot directly set up a blacklist to refuse entry to control like a casino.

The entire homicide office suddenly became quiet, and looked at Chuck completely differently.

In the past, Chuck was just a consultant who was proficient in mathematics. Most of the police detectives were high school celebrities who had no ability to go to a good college and became police officers. "Bookworms" like Chuck used to be the targets of their ridicule and even bullying.

So the way they looked at Chuck was actually teasing and looking down.

But now it's completely different.

Suddenly there was a dazzling light on Chuck.

That’s Franklin’s light blessed with miracles!

The Lottery Association was forced to provide money to support them, and they even asked Chuck for help. This way of making money has completely exceeded their imagination.

"this!"

Chuck ignored their shock. He ran a consulting company. It was too reasonable to pay people to be a consultant. There was nothing to say. His eyes fell on a newly released scratch-off lottery ticket and reminded him.

"What's the loophole in this?"

A police detective who was an old lottery player couldn't help but ask.

Chuck explained to them the loopholes in the mathematical logic, and Detective Amy Santiago began to call the other company to inquire about recent lottery winning records.

The staff member who answered the phone said it was business and needed instructions, so please wait patiently.

The work efficiency of this kind of company is well known. Detective Amy Santiago once again revealed his identity, but still got the same reply. If you need to ask for instructions, please wait patiently.

Chuck reported his name directly. The staff was stunned and said to contact him immediately. Soon he received a fax message from the company over there.

"found it."

After narrowing down the scope in this way, a suspect was quickly identified through surveillance video.

Detective Frustrated and his partner, Detective Amy Santiago, contacted the SWAT team and rushed to the lottery store, and Chuck followed.

Although magic soldiers descended from the sky, a popular American tradition was still staged at the lottery station. Not only did the opponent respond extremely quickly, but their fighting power was beyond imagination. One person's counterattack even suppressed a SWAT team.

Finally, after the NYPD emptied several rounds of magazines and the opponent's bullets were completely emptied, the trapped opponent skillfully surrendered.

Facing the NYPD's traditional (violent) arrest methods, which looked bad because of the danger of fierce fighting, this tough man with short hair smiled contemptuously, with an expression like "Are you sissies? Use harder!"

.

Then he saw Chuck.

"you know me?"

Chuck walked up to him.

The sturdy man with short hair just laughed and was taken away without saying a word.

"He likes playing lottery so much. Is it strange to meet you?"

Detective Shenfan complained: "You are simply a legend in the lottery industry."

"I am a legend everywhere, but not everyone knows me."

Chuck looked at him.

"..."

The troubled detective, who had not known more about Chuck's legend before, was speechless.

"It seems the case is more complicated than we thought."

Detective Amy Santiago looked at the bullet casings on the ground with lingering fear.

How did a murderer with such fighting prowess target a victim who was just a math enthusiast?

Chuck nodded and approved this judgment, because apart from the initial expression of the short-haired man recognizing him without any concealment, he could not read the other micro-expressions.

Who can disable Chuck's micro-expression recognition?

They are basically perverts with antisocial personality!

And such a pervert obviously knows himself, which is not good news.

(End of chapter)