The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 107 I bet there are no bullets in your gun! (Please subscribe!)

half an hour ago.

In a room.

A bald man in his fifties was talking on the phone with a gentle face. A young man's excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "Professor, I visited the Twin Towers. They are indeed New York's landmarks and the tallest skyscrapers.

It’s really spectacular.”

"It was the tallest skyscraper in the world at the time and is now the tallest skyscraper in New York."

The bald professor smiled and said: "Chicago's Willis Tower has long surpassed the Twin Towers and become the tallest skyscraper in the United States."

"I will definitely go to Chicago when I get the chance."

On the other end of the phone, the young student's words were full of youthful vitality: "I really hope that one day I can design and build a landmark skyscraper in New York."

"I believe you can."

The bald professor smiled and encouraged: "Einstein said that genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration, but besides that, interest is the best teacher and motivation for learning."

Having said this, he walked to the window, took out a small telescope in one hand and put it in front of his eyes, looking downstairs. He held his mobile phone in the other hand and continued to talk softly to the student Ted: "I

It is also in the past few years that I have truly understood how happy it is to do something that is of interest. Ted, when I saw you in the first introduction to architecture class, I knew that you were destined to be a great architect in the future."

"Professor, you are too generous."

On the other end of the phone, the young student named Ted was elated by the professor's praise, but he still felt a little worried about his own worth, so he quickly spoke humbly.

He knows that no matter which industry the best people are always talented people, interest may be as important as 99% of the sweat, but it is definitely not as important as the 1% of inspiration and talent.

Otherwise, only a few famous architects in history would be remembered.

"Do you know who my favorite architect is?"

The bald professor heard the student Ted's slight disbelief and lack of confidence and smiled slightly.

"Cala Trava? Le Corbusier?"

Ted on the other end of the phone named several famous architects in history, but he never got the approval of the bald professor.

"It's Walter White."

The bald professor did not let the students continue to guess and directly gave the answer.

"Who is Walter White?"

On the other end of the phone, Ted was stunned.

As someone who likes architecture, he seems to have never heard of this name.

"He is my college roommate, a... chemist who has a strong interest in architects."

The bald professor recalled the past and smiled happily.

"chemist?"

Ted was stunned.

It turns out that he doesn’t study architecture and is not from the circle. No wonder he has never heard of this name.

"Although he majored in chemistry, he has very profound research in the field of architecture. He used his spare time to conduct self-study out of interest."

The bald professor sighed: "If he didn't have a stronger talent in chemistry, I can guarantee that he would also be famous in the architectural industry. This is an architectural talent that has been delayed by chemistry."

"Where is he now?"

On the other end of the phone, student Ted asked curiously.

"Not sure."

The bald professor shook his head: "After graduating from college, he went to other cities and gradually lost contact. I just heard that he almost won the Nobel Prize in Chemistry."

"Oh, my god!"

On the other end of the phone, student Ted was immediately shocked by the Nobel Prize and exclaimed: "It's a good thing he didn't study architecture."

This is the Nobel Prize in Chemistry, a purely natural science award, not a random Peace Prize. Those who can win this kind of award are definitely the absolute giants in the scientific community. Even if they are close, they don’t win in the end, they can be nominated.

, is also too awesome.

"There's something wrong with your mentality."

The bald professor put down his telescope and corrected him: "Architects are no worse than chemists. But compared to the architects he is most interested in, it may be a regret in his life that he studied chemistry because he was more talented. If he had originally

Choose to respect your own interests, and you may have won the Pritzker Architecture Prize by now.”

"That's what the professor said."

The student Ted on the other end of the phone decisively admitted his mistake, but he still felt a little disapproval in his heart.

Of course he knows that the Pritzker Architecture Prize is the Nobel Prize in the architecture industry, but the fact that it needs to be benchmarked against the Nobel Prize to introduce it to outsiders speaks for itself.

"Actually, you have seen his works too."

The bald professor took out a small notebook from his pocket, opened it, took out a pen to write and draw on it, and continued on the phone: "Remember those unsigned architectural sketches I showed you in class?

?"

"Remember."

On the other end of the phone, student Ted was stunned: "You mean those architectural sketches were drawn by your roommate?"

"Yes, it's very imaginative, isn't it?"

After the bald professor made calculations in his small notebook, he took out a portable wrench from his pocket, moved to the window, and began to tighten the screws of the air conditioner's outdoor unit.

"……hehe."

On the other end of the phone, student Ted smiled awkwardly but politely, and agreed dryly: "The shape of big pants and bra is indeed very imaginative..."

"These two architectural styles are your favorite."

The bald professor smiled while tightening the screws: "Actually, I admire the shape of the one-pillar holding the sky."

"..."

On the other end of the phone, the student Ted couldn't talk anymore. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to complain loudly: "Professor, don't you see that even if someone is willing to create that shape, it will have to be mosaic after filming and showing it on TV.

Can’t it be played?”

Of course, it was difficult for him to say this, otherwise it would be questioning the professor's taste.

"Landmark buildings are all about being novel, eye-catching and topical, so that people can remember them forever at a glance."

The bald professor heard what the student Ted meant, and said disapprovingly: "Let's see, one day, buildings like this will become popular."

Having said this, he picked up the telescope and looked outside again. After catching a glimpse of a figure, he smiled and said: "It's because of interest. Everyone will show a side that is not inferior to genius. Work hard, Ted, I have something else to do."

"Okay, Professor, bye, Professor."

On the other end of the phone, student Ted hung up the phone knowingly, recalling the professor's words, and twitching his lips as he watched the people in the dormitory and the dormitory next door yelling and laughing at the big and honest roommate who farted more loudly than anyone else.

He really didn't know what the interests of such a roommate were, and what great achievements he could achieve along the way. Could he be a fart man?

On the other end of the phone, the bald professor also put away his phone, shook the loose air conditioner unit again, then slightly looked down, raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist with his peripheral vision, when the figure he had been paying attention to walked away

Recently, he pushed the outdoor unit of the air conditioner down. The moment he pushed it, he withdrew his reflective head, turned sideways and listened to the sound of the outdoor unit of the air conditioner hitting the downstairs under the force of gravity.

"Hey, that's not right!"

After the bald professor listened attentively, he immediately noticed something was wrong, but he did not go back to look up, because someone must have been looking up at this moment. His actions were all about smooth accidents.

So, he chose to leave immediately.

downstairs.

As Chuck was walking, suddenly the sky darkened and a huge object fell on his head. If nothing else happened, it would hit him right on the top of his head.

IQ and spirit are related. People with high IQ have a completely different vision of the world. According to Sheldon's description, the color of the world in his eyes is completely different, even vivid.

Photographic memory, high-definition image memory, and flip-book reading are all things that the CPU of ordinary people's brains cannot handle.

But for geniuses, this is just a natural talent, as natural as drinking water and breathing.

Chuck's IQ is one of the top in the world, and he has all the attributes improved by the water of life. The martial arts training in India is not only physical training, but also mental training is essential.

Through talent, hard work, and cheating, Chuck's spiritual sense has long exceeded human limits, and his perception of danger is almost like a cicada's prophet.

This was one of the reasons why he was indifferent to the fact that the Inch Killer who knew him prepared a professional sniper rifle.

If the other party dares to shoot, he will bet that there are no bullets in the gun.

As for whether or not there is one, it makes no difference to Chuck.

The sniper rifle was like this. The speed of such a heavy object falling from the sky was too slow in comparison. The moment he was pushed down, he noticed it and looked up. In the few seconds after landing,

, Chuck had already calculated the speed, time and initial position. After avoiding it calmly, he immediately rushed into the building, taking out his cell phone and sending a text message while running.

Then he took the stairs and ran up to the 6th floor. Then he passed the stairs through the corridor of the building. He glanced at the elevator room, then quickly ran to the stairs on the other side, glanced up and down and at the fire escape outside, and then went up again.

Go to the first floor, then run in the opposite direction to the stairs on the other side, repeating the process quickly.

In the room on the 12th floor, the bald professor did not hear the expected sound of the air conditioner hitting the human body. He immediately sensed something was wrong and chose to evacuate without leaning forward to check. He walked down the stairs quickly but with a calm look on his face.

.

This was his prepared evacuation route, avoiding the monitored elevators and preventing his face from appearing in any possible crime scene footage.

Because he is more reflective and attracts attention, his business volume has increased rapidly since he became a killer for fun. Although he can always cover up the past with accidents so that the NYPD does not pursue them, but if his face always appears in accidental deaths

The scene will one day arouse suspicion.

If he were so steady, he would not make such a stupid mistake.

He originally planned to take the stairs down to the third floor, then turn to the fire escape outside and leave quietly.

Then he felt something was wrong again. There were heavy footsteps coming from the stairs below. They disappeared and then reappeared quickly. The sounds got louder and louder, and they got closer and closer. He carefully looked down and saw that he was facing directly.

The last pair of eyes that looked over were calm and profound.

(End of chapter)