The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 130 Not a supreme VIP, not a VIP, just a P

Faced with his uncle's frequent coded urgings on the screen, little Sheldon looked at the people around him. Feeling depressed and confused, he opened his mouth, but no syllables came out.

"Check this guy."

Chuck pointed at a man in his thirties on the screen.

"yes."

Jane's boss had already helped the technical department complete the connection. He agreed and gave instructions to his subordinates on the other side of the headset.

The results came out quickly.

The other party is the son of a New York judge.

"Check the judges' cases, giving priority to the most recent cases."

Susan's eyes lit up.

This is clearly a bribe.

Um.

Not only can this be used to detain the bald old accountant and further force him to cooperate, but it can also create an additional case, because most of the tax is not paid on this kind of bribery!

On the screen, the gambling game in the VIP box continued.

Without Little Sheldon's blessing, Little Sheldon's uncle, a professional internal player, immediately lost his initial advantage and lost money frequently. The number of chips in front of him was visibly reduced, and his fat face began to look hideous. It was obvious that

My mentality was broken and I was over the top.

The bald old accountant looked at him in surprise.

Before, he always thought that he had met a master, a professional player this time, which caused twists and turns in his accompanying work this time.

But who would have thought that the other party is still a gambler after all, not a card-counting machine with no emotions.

As a result, he took complete control of the poker game and began to quietly control the flow of chips to the judge's son.

A smile gradually appeared on the face of the judge's son.

In the control room.

Seeing this scene, listening to the case involving the judge reported by Jane's boss, she found that it was indeed related to the Gambino family in New York, and inferring from the results, most of them made judgments in favor of the Gambino family. Su

Shan also smiled.

Jane frowned upon hearing this and couldn't help but look at Chuck. Seeing that Chuck was always calm, she could only suppress her complaints and continue reading.

"Damn Sheldon!"

In the VIP box, little Sheldon's uncle, who had quickly lost everything, could no longer control himself and cursed out loud.

Seeing everyone looking at him, he didn't worry about being exposed at all, and said with an ugly face: "What's wrong? This is a common saying over there. Sheldon is the lucky guy over there, and he will be worshiped before gambling."

"Obviously Sheldon only blessed you for the first half."

Everyone else in the gambling game also lost. Some people shrugged teasingly and left, and everyone left the venue one after another.

The bald old accountant nodded slightly to the New York judge's son behind his back, and walked away with the flow.

Only the croupier, the son of a New York judge who was collecting a large number of chips, and the lost and jealous little Sheldon's uncle were left.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

But it was Little Sheldon in the headset who was back online.

"Can you do it or not?"

Little Sheldon's uncle turned his back and whispered quietly.

"Of course I can."

In the monitoring room at this time, Chuck and the others had already left. Faced with such words, Little Sheldon naturally had only one answer.

Little Sheldon's uncle was overjoyed and said to the son of a New York judge who was packing up his chips: "Shall we continue?"

"continue?"

The son of a New York judge glanced at him and knew that this was a gambler's loss. He also had the illusion that "it's better to bet than to lose" and "I can still make a comeback." He shook his head and said: "You have no chips, why are you continuing?"

.”

"I have chips!"

Little Sheldon's uncle said anxiously.

"oh?"

After the New York judge's son packed up, he asked the croupier to change the chips to larger denominations, and then he was about to leave and said casually.

He doesn't think that gamblers who have lost all their money still have chips.

Little Sheldon's uncle held out a finger to signal him to wait, then ran to the side to get a pen and paper, quickly wrote a few words with his back to the direction of the surveillance camera, then walked to the son of a New York judge and handed the paper

showed it to him.

"Are you serious?"

The son of a New York judge was surprised and strange when he saw it.

"I'm very serious!"

Little Sheldon's uncle realizes that there is hope for a comeback, so of course he is serious about it.

"Are you sure you can deliver?"

The New York judge's son was a little skeptical.

"I am sure!"

Little Sheldon's uncle nodded solemnly.

The son of a New York judge looked at him for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth, nodded and smiled: "Okay, I will believe you just once, and I don't believe you dare to lie to me."

Having said this, he took out a 10,000 chip from his hand and handed it to Little Sheldon's uncle, and then took the note from Little Sheldon's uncle's hand, with a warning in his eyes.

"I'm a professional gamer."

Little Uncle Sheldon was frightened, but his words were very serious: "Winning or losing doesn't matter, I can afford anything."

"Okay, then let's have some fun."

The son of a New York judge was not in a hurry to leave. He sat down again and signaled the dealer to start again.

Half an hour later.

Little Sheldon's uncle stayed there in despair, and the chips in front of him were empty again.

“Remember to cash in!”

After the New York judge's son packed up his chips, he came over, patted Uncle Sheldon's shoulder affectionately, and then left with a smile.

"Uncle, what's your bargaining chip?"

Little Sheldon's confused voice came from the headset.

This sound instantly stimulated little Uncle Sheldon. He jumped up and ran out directly. He ran all the way to the monitoring room, pushed open the door, and yelled at his nephew inside: "What are you doing? You've done it all.

What?"

"uncle."

Little Sheldon was so frightened by his uncle's ferocious face that he burst into tears.

"Didn't you say you are very powerful?"

Little Uncle Sheldon was furious at the loss. He grabbed his nephew's arm and shook it: "Didn't you say you are no worse than your classmate Chuck Wolf? Why did he become the Supreme VIP, but I didn't do it because of you?"

I’m talking about the Supreme VIP. I’m not even a VIP anymore. I’m just a ridiculous P now!”

"I don't want to either, wuwuwu."

Little Sheldon had been kicked in and watched by Chuck and the others before, and he almost lost control of his bladder. He finally waited until Chuck and the others left, and now he was yelled at by his uncle. He couldn't stand it. He felt wronged.

I was dissatisfied, fearful and full of negative emotions came over me, and I burst into tears.

The crying together immediately woke up the little Uncle Sheldon who had lost the red eye. He was a professional player after all. This was not the first time he had encountered this situation, so he quickly calmed down and realized that their Cooper family

His pride was still that of a child, so he twitched the corners of his mouth and began to soothe him.

"It was fine before. What were you doing during that time? Why didn't you reply to me?"

After a little comfort, Uncle Sheldon couldn't help but get into working mode and conduct a professional review.

For an excellent professional internal player, review is the basic skill.

“It’s all Chuck Wolfe’s fault!”

When Little Sheldon heard that he was asked to review the process and identify the culprit, he immediately named the person he identified in his mind.

It's him! It's him! It's him!

"What does this have to do with him?"

Little Sheldon's uncle was surprised. After hearing what Little Sheldon said, he was stunned. This was the IRS and the FBI. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and felt calmer.

It seems that this really cannot be blamed on his genius nephew.

It's purely due to my own bad luck.

"Uncle, what did you bet on later?"

Little Sheldon wiped his tears and did not forget his questions.

"Nothing, just proof of loan."

Uncle Sheldon's face turned green and he hid his words.

well.

no solution anymore.

I can only suffer for my wife.

He accepted this round.

But he is confident that he will win in the future. When the time comes, he must impress his old father-in-law and let his wife live a good life.

"Sheldon, don't tell anyone about this."

Little Uncle Sheldon began to warn: "Otherwise you will be laughed at."

Following his uncle's gaze, little Sheldon looked down, and immediately the corners of his mouth twitched, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he shouted with a drawn-out voice and gritted teeth: "Chuck Wolf!!!"

The sound was sharp, soaring into the sky, breaking through the sky, and echoing throughout the earth, wave after wave.

there.

When Chuck and the others saw the bald old accountant leaving the game, they ignored the subsequent gambling game and left directly, looking for him again.

"Mr. Sternberg, we meet again."

Susan smiled.

"What do you want?"

The bald old accountant looked unhappy.

"Thank you for providing the evidence of the connection between the Gambino family and the New York judge."

Susan whispered.

"Shameless!"

The bald old accountant shrank his eyes and cursed directly. Susan Jian looked calm and couldn't help but look at Chuck: "Let's see, who has no bottom line in doing things? This is simply trampling on the Constitution wantonly!"

"She has been very restrained."

Chuck said calmly: "If it had been anyone else, they would have sent someone disguised as a killer of the calf trafficking group to assassinate you. After the clumsy assassination failed, you who had a 'lucky escape' at that time had no choice but to run over and seek asylum on your own initiative.

Are there any other options?"

"..."

The bald old accountant's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

If he really uses this trick, he may indeed run away obediently and seek asylum under the authorities' witness protection program due to his will to survive.

Such a vicious trick was even more eerie and terrifying when it was said so lightly by a junior colleague.

Susan also glanced at Chuck with a strange expression.

Okay.

Compared with Chuck, she seems to be the one with a simple and kind heart.

He is indeed a strange guy with a cold face and a dark heart.

Chuck turned a blind eye to all kinds of looks. He didn't use his brain at all, but just gave a brief example of the 'off-market moves' he had witnessed in the past few years of cooperating with law enforcement agencies.

Sometimes the infinite imaginative space of super-intelligent thinking has advantages that cannot be compared with reality.

But this is not the case all the time.

Because thinking with super IQ will be limited by logic, and magic in reality often does not pay attention to logic, and all magical things can happen.

This is the result of the whims and whims of all living beings. Even the current Chuck cannot completely understand everything. Sometimes when he encounters the most bizarre real-life magical plots, although his face is expressionless, he is deeply shocked in his heart.

"Mr. Stewberg?"

Susan looked away from Chuck and showed a reserved smile.

"..."

The expression on the bald old accountant's face suddenly changed, and he finally gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I am willing to gamble on my loyalty and trust!"

With that said, he left.

(End of chapter)