The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 139 Jane: There is a case. Forgive me for laughing unkindly.

"you sure?"

Chuck paused while taking off his glasses and looked at Monica who was speaking.

"Um."

Monica nodded sheepishly.

"You can accept?"

Chuck asked again.

Monica, who didn't dare to look into Chuck's eyes and walked to the bathroom after saying this, stopped and turned around when she heard this and said a little shyly: "I think you look more like a scientist when you wear glasses, don't you think so?"

This is a scientific experiment..."

Chuck raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, then put down his wrist, remained silent for a moment, nodded to Monica and said, "ok."

"I'm going to wash up."

Monica saw that Chuck's expression was always calm, and the shyness in her heart disappeared.

She used to laugh at her brother Ross, who liked to watch Wonder Woman's ferocious uniform temptations since she was a child, and now she feels a little bit about it.

Chuck is usually calm and serious, but after wearing glasses, he looks a little less cold and a little more refined than before.

She prefers the elegant and refined Chuck.

If you like it, just say it. It's all an experiment anyway, so you have to be dedicated to science and don't be coy.

Opposite the door to Monica's apartment is Chandler and Joey's apartment.

After Rachel left on her own initiative, she came to their apartment.

“It’s too noisy~”

Chandler smiled jokingly at Rachel who followed him.

"You do not understand."

Rachel smiled helplessly.

"Oh, no one knows better than me."

Chandler opened his hands and made gestures, and said exaggeratedly.

Rachel followed Chandler's gestures and expressions and looked across from Chandler's bedroom. That was Joey's bedroom. There was only a wall between their bedrooms. It had the same layout as her and Monica's apartment. She immediately understood.

But he still shook his head; "No, you still don't understand."

"Oh ho ho, no one knows better than me."

Chandler's attitude was extremely determined. Although he didn't know Captain America's classic sayings, he could feel Joey's determination to imitate Captain America many times when he stayed up all night.

"Okay, we'll discuss this issue in an hour."

Seeing that this argument had no end, Rachel was too lazy to talk anymore and changed the subject: "Did Mrs. Bin bring you any gifts last time she came over? I'm okay."

"..."

Chandler twitched the corner of his mouth and laughed at himself: "Great, the ultimate nightmare in middle school has arrived."

"what are you saying?"

Rachel's eyes flickered a little, but she was still confused.

Didn't she just want to see what good things Mrs. Bing, her idol Chandler's mother, brought to her son? Why was it the ultimate nightmare?

"In middle school, many people had the same expression as you. What on earth do you think of Kangkang? Do you really have no clue?"

Chandler complained: "Don't you just want to read my mother's latest Liu Bei novel? Why do you think I have it?"

"Because you are her son, and she herself just said on TV that she is the most liberal mother, so your first safety measure is given by her."

Rachel said confidently.

"..."

Chandler was speechless.

Not long ago, his mother stopped by to visit him, and she did say this in a TV interview in front of countless viewers and his old friends.

He yelled at the TV: "You talk too much!", which was of no use.

"Let's see."

Seeing that Chandler stopped talking, Rachel raised her chin proudly: "And you also said that I'm not the first one. You've experienced it so many times. What kind of nightmare is this? It's the ultimate nightmare!"

"Because in our school, none of the classmates I met are as beautiful as you."

Chandler said sincerely.

"Thanks."

Regarding other people's compliments, especially such sincere and credible compliments in this situation, Rachel readily accepted: "That's not even the ultimate nightmare."

"Are you serious?"

Chandler couldn't help but curl up his lips.

"What's the meaning?"

Rachel was stunned for a moment, sensing a trace of malicious intent.

"You really don't know?"

Chandler smiled half-heartedly.

"What do I know?"

Rachel looked at Chandler warily.

"Forget it, it's okay if you don't know."

Chandler forced himself to hold back his laughter, retreating in order to advance.

Rachel stared at him bitterly, knowing that she shouldn't continue to ask questions at this time, because it was probably a trap, but she couldn't bear the gossip and curiosity: "Tell me! What should I know?"

"That's why I'm used to this kind of behavior, but I still think it would be the ultimate nightmare if you came to me."

Chandler couldn't stop thinking: "Not only because you are the most beautiful, but also because I'm afraid you will scare me to death if you take it out. Who doesn't know the name of Rachel Green, the cheerleader with the most beautiful hearts at Lincoln High School in Long Island, New York!"

"……What?!"

Rachel was completely confused. Normally, she could understand these words, but when these combinations came together and involved her, she was completely confused. After a while, she blushed and said frantically: "You

Have you heard that damn lie too?"

"Your legend is still circulating in various schools in New York. Who doesn't know it?"

Chandler joked.

"..."

Rachel stared at Chandler bitterly, but couldn't say a word.

Of course she knew about this damn rumor. Back then, she was rejected by several handsome classmates she liked. Unfortunately, when she heard it, everyone knew about it, and now she knows that the entire New York school knows about it.

, it is impossible to trace the original source.

After so many years, it was so shameful and angry for Chandler to tell her about it in the form of his final nightmare.

If she finds out who set her up, she will definitely blow his head off!

"Hey, that's not right!"

Looking at Chandler who was smiling happily, Rachel suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realized something was wrong: "They say that every day you think about something and you dream about it at night. In psychology, dreams are the projection of people's subconscious mind. Why is your ultimate nightmare?

Me, and it’s still me in the rumored state?”

After saying this, she looked at Chandler's face playfully, nodded and smiled, with an expression that said she had seen through the truth.

"..."

Chandler's smile froze, and he said angrily: "What do you know about psychology!"

"Haha, I really understand!"

Rachel laughed: "When I was in college, it was difficult to find a parking space, so I changed departments specifically for this purpose, and then I majored in psychology."

"..."

Chandler was speechless as he listened to Rachel's reasons for changing her major so casually.

there.

All the cleaning work before the scientific experiment had been completed, and just before the ignition was officially started, Chuck suddenly received a phone call.

"Who called at such a critical time?"

Monica was suppressing her dissatisfaction, and her voice had changed, which made Chuck look at her.

"Agent No. 8."

Chuck picked up the phone, looked at it, said something, and answered the call calmly.

On the other end of the phone, Jane suppressed her excitement and said: "Chuck, where are you? There's a case here. Do you remember your little classmate Sheldon Cooper? His uncle's father-in-law was found killed in Nevada.

The border line between the state and California was taken over by our FBI because of the quarrel between the two sides. It was finally considered an interstate case and was taken over by our FBI. Will you come over?"

Um.

Although dead people are not good, first of all, she has seen a lot. Secondly, she has just had an in-depth exchange with Chuck. She is not a rational experimental machine like Chuck, who has no emotions, so although she doesn't want to be like this, she

After learning that there was such a case, she still smiled unkindly, hoping that Chuck would come over and handle the case with her.

"What do you think?"

Chuck looked down at Monica and asked Jane on the other side of the phone calmly.

"At first, there was only one severed hand that appeared on the state line. After investigation, it was discovered that it was the father-in-law of your classmate's uncle."

Jane introduced on the other end of the phone: "This method is very similar to what the Mafia uses to intimidate others. You also know that Las Vegas is ruled by the Mafia. Your classmate's uncle's father-in-law runs a casino.

"

"maybe."

Chuck nodded: "But before that, check the victim's son-in-law."

"Your classmate's uncle, Danny Cooper?"

On the other end of the phone, Jane was stunned: "Why?"

"He's a gambler."

Chuck said calmly: "Although gamblers are not as good as poisonous insects, under special circumstances, they can do anything."

Someone who was addicted to gambling due to his strong competitiveness and obsessive-compulsive disorder froze and looked up.

"No way?"

On the other end of the phone, Jane didn't want the case to be solved so casually. She didn't believe it: "He seems quite kind, not like that kind of person."

"His wife, the victim's daughter, I saw her at the airport when I came back yesterday. Her hairstyle had changed and there were obvious signs of being pulled."

Chuck said: "Her neck is covered, but the prints can be vaguely seen. Based on the shape and angle of the fingerprints, it is inferred that they are not Danny Cooper."

"If this is the case, it means that their family is not as harmonious as it seems on the outside, so there is a motive."

Jane nodded on the other end of the phone: "But how can you be sure that the mark is not Danny Cooper? Maybe the couple likes this tone?"

"Very simple math problem..."

Chuck digitally modeled all useful information about Danny Cooper's body shape, the body shape of the victim's daughter, and the existing experimental posture, and calculated it for Jane.

"..."

On the other end of the phone, Jane was silent. The simple mathematical calculations in Chuck's mouth were still too complicated for her, but she roughly understood what Chuck meant. A common saying summed it up: "Danny Cooper is too fat and his belly is too big."

If you are big and your arms are not long enough, it is impossible to cause that kind of mark..."

"Okay, let me check this Danny Cooper first."

After being speechless for a while, Jian said with some disappointment.

"Um."

Chuck said: "Danny Cooper has no brains. If he did it, it would most likely be a crime of passion and it would be easy to verify."

"Everything is easy for you."

Jian Jiao said angrily: "If you can come over and give me a live demonstration, I can learn more and handle the case better next time."

"Definitely next time, I'm busy now, that's all."

Chuck held the phone, looked at a certain gambler above him, and hung up the phone as he spoke.

(End of chapter)