The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 155 Chuck: I am professional in treating obsessive-compulsive disorder!

Chuck hung up the phone and called Detective Amy Santiago.

What he said is indeed true. Little Sheldon's affairs are almost always handled in a big way. Even little Sheldon's mother and grandmother cannot unconditionally agree.

Let alone him.

But now that little Leonard has spoken, he doesn't mind calling and asking.

Well, there are many reasons.

First of all, Chuck had watched The Big Bang Theory in his previous life and sympathized with the hard-working Leonard. Well, any normal person who knows what Leonard has been through since he was a child will shed tears silently.

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Secondly, the predecessor that Chuck inherited had a similar experience of being bullied in school as Little Leonard. His remaining emotions were sympathetic to Little Leonard, and he did not want to see Little Leonard become black.

In the Big Bang Theory plot more than ten years later, Leonard was bullied like that and it was true that he did not become a black man.

But now, more than ten years in advance, little Leonard has met the troubled little Sheldon. In addition, this is a mixed world of American dramas, movies and TV series, with countless perverts. The power of role models is infinite, and no one can compare with it.

The possibility of his worse little Leonard becoming black is still very high.

And all of this is largely caused by Chuck's butterfly effect.

Furthermore, by giving little Leonard a face, he is also slapping little Sheldon in disguise, and he can gain double yin and yang points.

All kinds of factors add up, and he will give little Leonard a completely different treatment from little Sheldon.

"Chuck, what's the matter?"

Detective Amy Santiago asked after getting through.

"Check the cases in the bureau to see if any of them involve the author of Chapter 6 comics."

Chuck got straight to the point.

"Let me see."

In the NYPD 99 branch, Detective Amy Santiago put her cell phone to her ear and began to operate the computer with both hands. While reading the files, she asked: "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"Readers are following for updates."

Chuck was concise and to the point.

"Is this comic so exciting?"

Detective Amy Santiago said funnyly.

"No."

Chuck shook his head: "It's just obsessive-compulsive disorder. Once the plot begins, it will naturally end with a beginning and an end."

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago hesitated for a moment, what kind of readers and fans are these? Then she narrowed her eyes and clicked her tongue: "This comic may be completely discontinued. I found out that the author of the comic, John McCann, was seriously injured and hospitalized...

…”

"Any more?"

Chuck heard something wrong with her tone.

"He was found on the street and was almost castrated. He was sent to the hospital and almost didn't survive. His fiancée was also found with him and was killed in turn."

Detective Amy Santiago said with difficulty: "The autopsy found that she still had a three-month-old child in her belly..."

"Any more?"

Chuck asked calmly.

"This case is not within the jurisdiction of our branch. I never knew about it."

Detective Amy Santiago subconsciously explained that this case was too tragic.

"learn."

Chuck said calmly: "This is just one dead body, two lives, and one serious injury. It does not meet the hot search standard of 10 people at all. There are many more tragic cases than this."

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago was speechless.

Because these are all brutal truths.

"Although we have no jurisdiction, you are the consultant of the entire bureau and can take over this case."

Detective Amy Santiago reminded.

"No."

Chuck shook his head: "I only take on interesting cases. This case is very common and not interesting at all."

"All right."

Detective Amy Santiago complained about Chuck's ruthlessness, but did not continue. Cross-district law enforcement was a taboo, and she couldn't take over this case even if she wanted to.

And to be honest, even Chuck, the interrogator, was indifferent. She, an NYPD who was used to seeing tragedies, really didn't feel anything too touching except for a few words.

Nothing else.

Already numb!

"correct."

Shaking his head to suppress these negative emotions, Detective Amy Santiago quickly returned to normal, smiled and said to Chuck: "Chandler is really not gay?"

"have no idea."

Chuck said: "I can't assume that person's sexuality."

"What a shame."

Detective Amy Santiago smiled bitterly: "I originally thought Chandler was gay. As a girl, and a girl who lives among men all day long, I have always wanted a gay best friend, so when I saw Qian

The first time I saw Dele, I knew he would be my best friend, you know? He has that kind of, well, how should I put it?"

"temperament."

Chuck answered.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's the temperament!"

Detective Amy Santiago clapped her hands: "You gave a great overview."

"It's not my summary, it's the characterization given by everyone in the circle of friends."

Chuck said bluntly.

"Tell me the truth, he's not angry anymore, is he?"

Detective Amy Santiago asked: "I didn't know it at the time. We were chatting very happily at first, but when we talked about this issue, his face turned ugly."

"Ignore him."

Chuck said.

"Why?"

Detective Amy Santiago complained: "Is this the same comedy style that requires vomiting? Is it a must-have experience for comedy masters?"

"Not this time."

Chuck shook his head.

"Then why?"

Detective Amy Santiago is upset about her gay best friend Chandler.

"In addition to his ugly face and denial when this question was asked, is there any other evidence to prove that he is not gay?"

Chuck asked sharply.

"ah."

Detective Amy Santiago was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Let me ask you, did you learn anything from Chandler when you were chatting?"

Chuck asked.

"Of course I learned. He knows so much about makeup, accessories, dancing...everything girls like. We had such a happy chat, and everything was exactly as I imagined."

When Detective Amy Santiago mentioned this, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "In front of him, a real girl like me is just like a man who doesn't understand anything. This is also my biggest doubt, so knowledgeable.

How could he not be gay?"

"Case closed."

Chuck said and hung up the phone directly, leaving Detective Amy Santiago thoughtfully muttering to herself: "Yes, yes, many gays who have not come out do not admit that they are gay.

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Inside Chuck's warehouse trailer.

When he hung up the phone, the laptop screen on the table automatically lit up. It was a hospital ward, and two NYPD officers were taking notes on a young man who was slumped in a hospital bed with bandages and a face full of pain.

"As always, after making love with Wei Qi in the middle of the night, I was inspired to draw comics. Wei Qi was wearing my shirt and watching me draw. We were so happy.

She said she wanted to eat beef jerky and wanted me to go buy it with her. I objected at first because it was not safe, but Wei Qi insisted. How could I refuse her, so we went down.

Then we bought beef jerky and while eating it home, she said she loved beef jerky, which she inherited from her mother, and asked me if I liked it.

I say it's hard to say whether hereditary love is, it's more about the influence of acquired environment.

Then she stopped and looked at me with a smile, saying that she was curious whether the baby would also like to eat beef jerky in the future.

I was stunned for a while, and then I got the answer from her happy smile. She was pregnant with my child! She also said that she would name the child after me.

I was so happy that I knelt down and proposed to her.

But what was waiting for her was not a happy answer, but a horrified expression.

I followed her gaze and turned around, and saw a group of gangsters surrounding us, blocking our way.

They asked Wei Qi to answer my proposal.

I stood up to protect Wei Qi, saying that I didn't want to cause trouble.

They said my needs were none of their business.

I took out the money to show that I could give money and I had money.

But the man leading them just yelled at Wei Qi to answer his question!

Wei Qi cried and said yes, saying she would marry me.

But at that time, I had no joy, only endless fear. I kept comforting the crying Wei Qi.

The leading man told me, brother, you are lucky, you have more than you think, you have a fiancée, and you definitely don’t want to miss this.

Then they held me down and dragged Wei Qi into an alley. I kept struggling for help, but no one came to help. They held me down and raped Wei Qi in front of me. When I was desperate

Even when I closed my eyes, they didn't let me go. They opened my eyes and made sure to let me see Wei Qi's painful look..."

At this point in the video, the young man lying paralyzed on the hospital bed was so excited that his wounds burst and he was bleeding. The hospital monitor directly alerted the police. The nurse and doctor came in and rushed the comatose young man to the operating room again.

"Without the death penalty, there is no basic respect for life."

Chuck said calmly.

A six-part grid appeared on the computer screen, and six sinister prison photos were displayed in front of Chuck's eyes.

Chuck took a look, dialed the Hofstadter family's phone, and said to little Leonard who answered the phone: "It's really not appropriate for you to know this. You just need to know that this comic has been completely discontinued."

"How about that?"

Little Sheldon immediately quit: "I want to know the complete plot."

"He has obsessive-compulsive disorder, but it doesn't matter to me. Whatever you say will be done, Chuck. I believe you."

Little Leonard laughed.

"This is simple."

Chuck said, "Mr. Cooper, do you like riddles?"

"Of course I do."

Little Sheldon raised his head and said, "Actually, in DC comics, besides Batman, my favorite in Gotham City is the Riddler. If you have any riddles, just tell me and I will definitely be able to guess them."

He felt that Chuck was going to compete with him in a battle of wits, so he was immediately on alert and his fighting spirit was high.

"listen."

Chuck said calmly: "Pete and repeat are on the same boat. Pete fell out. Who is left?"

"Of course repeat!"

Little Sheldon immediately gave the answer.

"Pete and repeat are on the same boat. If pete falls out, who is left?"

Chuck continued to ask.

"Still repeat!"

Little Sheldon said immediately.

"Pete and repeat are on the same boat. If pete falls out, who is left?"

Chuck asked again.

"...repeat."

After the third repetition, Little Sheldon finally realized Chuck's malice.

Repeat here is not only a person's name, but also means repetition. When he answers the correct answer, he is asking Chuck to repeat it. For his obsessive-compulsive disorder, this riddle can be repeated indefinitely.

"Pete and repeat are on the same boat. If pete falls out, who is left?"

Chuck is an emotionless repeater.

Although Little Sheldon saw through Chuck's malice, he could only follow him because of his obsessive-compulsive disorder. After a long time, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyelids spasmed, and he almost collapsed, but he still managed to hold on with tears in his eyes: "repeat..."

(End of chapter)