The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 180 The truth is revealed and the best friend knocks on the door late at night

"Why stress these days?"

Angela asked curiously.

"have no idea."

Dr. Bones recovered from his subconscious state, touched his frown, and slowly opened his eyes.

"You didn't ask?"

Angela said in surprise.

As a scientist, my best friend has always been very rigorous and upright. She always asks directly about things she doesn’t understand.

"I don't have the energy to ask."

Dr. Bones shook his head.

"Wow."

Angela suddenly became excited and said with a playful smile: "I don't have the time or energy to ask afterward?"

"He left immediately afterward."

Dr. Bones recalled his rather confused state at that time, whether it was vision or mind.

"What?"

Angela said angrily: "How can this be! Even if you scientists do experiments, you always have to summarize the experimental process and results together after the end, right?"

Being gentle afterwards is what most women need, and this kind of behavior of leaving immediately makes Angela very angry.

"It's normal."

Dr. Bones was much calmer: "Originally, I thought it was two scientists collaborating on the experiment, but in fact it was a division of roles between a top scientist and an experimental assistant. When you think about it this way, you will feel normal, right?"

"..."

Angela was speechless.

Although she is not a scientist, she has stayed in the laboratory for so long and knows the relationship between scientists and assistants.

The assistant is responsible for the preparation beforehand. During the preparation, the assistant is watching the scientists perform, shouting "Niu Niu Niu Niu" from time to time. Afterwards, the assistant sorts out the results and cleans the laboratory.

According to the state described by his best friend, to a certain extent, top scientists and assistants doing scientific experiments together really fit the state of Chuck and his best friend.

"Oh, the poor guy is here."

Angela caught sight of a figure from the corner of her eye and immediately showed a playful smile.

Dr. Bones followed her gaze and saw Agent Booth striding over, taking out a document from his arms and showing it to them: "Did you see it? Search warrant!"

"I'll notify Chuck immediately!"

Dr. Bones immediately took out his cell phone and called Chuck.

"Chuck?"

Agent Booth was keenly aware of the change in title.

"yeah~"

Angela half-smiled: "As I said, my dear and Dr. Wolf have too many similarities, and with God's blessing, they collaborated on scientific experiments last night."

"What?!"

Agent Booth couldn't help but lost his voice, and then looked at Dr. Bones with a livid face: "I casually said that I want to see the San Fernando Valley, and then I went online. But you and that guy did it just after they met. Who is like San Fernando now?"

Women in Valley movies?”

"Ouch!"

Angela was dissatisfied when she heard this, and stood up for her best friend: "I have already said that they are blessed by God, and they are scientists. Unlike ordinary men and women, they strictly follow scientific experimental procedures.

In fact, the preparation process last night was more cumbersome than the entire process of a man and a woman falling in love for several months. It is not at all what you imagine when hormones hit the bed. But if you know the details, you will know that Bones is really a person.

A reserved and good girl, because any other girl would have given up long ago when faced with such troublesome preparations."

"Why do you need to explain to him?"

Dr. Bones looked at his best friend in confusion.

"I am defending your honor..."

Angela said subconsciously, then reacted and shrugged at Agent Booth: "Uh, okay, I don't need to say anything more. For more details, you can pay attention to the next book of Bones."

"..."

Agent Booth's mouth twitched.

In fact, he was a little resistant to Dr. Bones's tendency to write down things around him in books at first. After all, he didn't want to expose some of his privacy.

But when he found that his image in the book was positive and charming, he also kind of liked Dr. Bones' "upright" character who wrote it into the book whenever he disagreed.

But now he doesn't like it at all.

Because he already had a premonition of how unfriendly the next book would be to the original male protagonist in the book, and he had already felt it deeply in advance because of his damn sense of substitution.

"Let's go!"

Dr. Bones put away the phone and looked at Agent Booth: "Chuck has passed."

Agent Booth could only put away the search warrant and left the laboratory with Dr. Bones, heading to the home of Senator Thompson, assistant to the Bethlehem Senator.

Although Thompson was shocked by Chuck, after two years, he thought he had already cleaned up what he needed to do. Now even if he was targeted, he didn’t know how to react. He could only anxiously look forward to Chuck checking every day.

Nothing comes out.

Then he found out that the body of his former girlfriend had been found, which made him even more haunted and restless, not knowing what to do.

Senator Boss Bethlehem also noticed something, but he didn't ask a question, pretending he didn't know.

Finally, what was supposed to come came, and it came so quickly.

Originally, he was a little happy to see the FBI agent who was responsible for the case in the past. He felt that if the other person was responsible, there should be no problems. After all, nothing was found two years ago, let alone now.

But when Chuck also appeared, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

"Where did you hit Corio Eller's head?"

Chuck looked at him and asked calmly.

Thompson tried to stay calm, but thinking about the incredible legends he heard about Chuck, he became increasingly nervous.

"here!"

Chuck signaled the FBI, which had begun a comprehensive search, to prioritize searching a corner of the basement.

After all, Thompson was not an antisocial pervert, nor was he a sophisticated politician. In Chuck's eyes, his micro-expressions had already revealed everything.

"There's no blood."

After identifying the location, they used an ultraviolet lamp to illuminate it and found that there was no trace of blood. The searchers couldn't help but look up.

"The blood stains must have been cleaned up by him."

Dr. Bones continued: "Collect the diatom mud from these places and compare it with the diatom mud particles in Corio's skull. Even if there is no blood stain, it can prove that this is the scene of the crime."

Thompson's expression suddenly changed.

Although he planned everything carefully, he at most knew how to clean up the blood stains afterwards. Who knew that besides the blood stains, there were other things that could prove that Corioux died here.

"I said, wherever you walk, you will leave traces."

Chuck looked at him: "Now tell me, is Senator Bethlehem involved?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over.

With or without the involvement of Senator Bethlehem, this case would be the difference between an ordinary murder and a murder that shocks the world.

Thompson's face was pale and his eyes were hesitant.

"Don't try to deceive."

Chuck reminded: "You can't fool me."

"No."

Thompson struggled for a long time and finally exhaled.

Everyone looked at Chuck again.

They couldn't tell whether Thompson's words were true or false, but they trusted Chuck's judgment.

"it is true."

Chuck nodded.

He also saw that Thompson's previous struggle was because he was considering whether to involve Senator Bethlehem in order to muddy the waters so that he could escape guilt.

But there are pros and cons to doing so.

On the plus side, if the senators work hard to avoid a scandal, they may be able to terminate the case.

For Thompson.

The downside is that it is likely to have the opposite effect, and he may commit suicide in prison before he can appear in court.

If it were an ordinary detective in charge of the case, he would not hesitate to choose the advantageous side, but Detective Chuck's performance really frightened him, and he very doubted whether the case could be terminated even if the senator tried his best.

Considering that in the end, he vaguely felt that the most beneficial thing was to confess, which would offend the provincial senator to death but would not have any beneficial impact on his outcome.

Agent Booth's frown relaxed.

It’s better if you’re not a senator!

"Not a senator?"

Dr. Bones was stunned: "But Corio was pregnant with a child. What was his motive for killing Corio?"

"You come and tell her."

Chuck looked at Thompson and ordered.

"The child is indeed the senator's."

Thompson showed off his cards with a pale face: "She wants to use this to become a senator's wife. I have persuaded her. If the child's matter is revealed, there will be no senator, and naturally there will be no senator's wife, but she refuses to listen."

, I can only do what I have to do.”

"That's it?"

Dr. Bones was even more puzzled: "Just because of this, you killed your pregnant girlfriend? Or did you carefully plan to hit her head dozens of times with a sledgehammer? Why?"

"What do you know!"

When faced with Dr. Bones' questioning, Thompson suddenly broke his guard: "How do you students from prestigious schools understand our difficulties!!! I was born in an ordinary family without any backstory or resources. I worked hard to go to college, but I didn't get into the prestigious school.

I worked hard to become a big shot in politics, and how much I sacrificed to achieve my current position!

And what about Corioux? Her father was a colonel in the military. He easily went to a prestigious school, where he ate, drank and had fun. After graduation, he was empty-headed, but he easily got the position of assistant to the senator. Just like me, who had sacrificed countless things, he talked to me obviously.

She was in love but fell in love with a senator again!

I can tolerate these, I proactively provide them with opportunities, pretend to be ignorant and provide them with the interesting needs of telephone participation, and even really consider some of the senator's hints... because I know what I want, and for this

Goals can cost everything.

Both she and the senator were just my springboard, but before I had the ability to jump up, she wanted to take away this springboard. Just because she was pregnant, she felt that she and the senator were truly in love and wanted to go further.

Already?

Sure enough, she was too stupid and naive to be empty-headed. She refused to listen no matter how hard I tried to persuade her, and insisted on pursuing the so-called true love. But I knew the senator would never agree. This matter would only become a huge scandal in the end.

Before I have the ability to leave the Senate, I will never allow all my previous efforts to be ruined because of this kind of thing."

Dr. Bones suddenly fell silent. After breaking through the defense, Thompson was very emotional. Although she could not completely take it in, she also understood why Corioux was killed with the first blow, and the skull examination revealed that it was hammered dozens of times after death.

Obviously this is venting accumulated negative emotions.

Many other FBI people who were watching also fell silent. Compared to Dr. Bones, they had no sense of empathy, but some of them suddenly felt the same way.

Without him!

All living beings suffer!

In a society with solidified classes, family background is the greatest capital.

Except for those top few people with super high IQs who can make a world of difference by relying on their own abilities, most people are ordinary people.

But most ordinary people are just living, and it is too difficult to achieve a class jump through hard work.

Even if you are willing to give everything, you still have to look at opportunities.

Thompson is a third-rate college graduate from a truly ordinary family. He was able to work his way up to the position of assistant to the Senate in just a few years. He is definitely a gifted person. He is better than all the FBI present except for Agent Booth.

Forced peace has a future.

If he hadn't been caught, it would have been a typical Hollywood celebrity struggle movie.

But now there is no if.

Dr. Bones couldn't help but look at Chuck, but saw that Chuck looked calm. After taking Thompson away and walking out of the crime scene, she couldn't help but ask: "What do you think?"

"I stood and watched."

Chuck said.

"...I mean, what do you think of what he said?"

Dr. Bones asked.

"not so good."

Chuck said calmly: "A person who is willing to endure to this extent represents unscrupulous selfishness. If he succeeds in his struggle, it will most likely be a nightmare for most people."

Dr. Bones said unhappily: "Angela said she wanted to get together tonight, will you come?"

"I do not drink."

Chuck didn't answer directly.

"I know."

Dr. Bones nodded: "The precautions mentioned in your cleaning list do not necessarily require drinking."

"Next time."

Chuck thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I still have something to do."

On Colonel Ted Eller's side, he needed to go to inform and finish the work, and his sister Hailey also pestered him to test the results of the recent exercise.

"Oh well."

Dr. Bones said nothing more.

She was used to the corpses that most people were afraid of, the kind that she could hold and sleep with, but Thompson's true confession after breaking through the defense gave her a great psychological impact on this behavior that was beyond her understanding.

Her thoughts were racing for a moment.

Chuck said goodbye to Dr. Bones, without mentioning the previous experiments or subsequent experiments. He drove to Colonel Ted Eller's house and told the Ellers the whole story. Naturally, there was a burst of mournful crying.

Voice.

Only then did Colonel Ted Eller realize that Chuck was indeed right. There was indeed a possibility that his daughter was not learning well.

If this was not his daughter, he would feel that she deserved her death. Look what she has done!

If he were Thompson, I'm afraid he wouldn't tolerate even the slightest bit.

But what made him helpless and sad was that this was indeed his daughter!

Thinking of those comrades-in-arms, it seems that few of them went smoothly after returning home. Either they couldn't integrate, or something happened to their families, their marriages broke up, or their children suffered misfortunes. Why is this?

Chuck didn't stay long, nor did he explain the inevitable cause and effect to Colonel Ted Eller like he did with his predecessor's father.

For him, this is the end of the matter.

He drove to McGough's house again to test the training results of his younger sister Hailey. After repeated attempts by his predecessor's mother to stay, he stayed for dinner that night and listened to the bald director's lament that he was thankful that this time it had nothing to do with the senator.

, left the McGough house.

After returning to the hotel, I tidied up and prepared to return overnight, and then I heard a knock on the door.

Chuck walked to the door quietly, checked the person through the peephole, and then opened the door.

"Hey, don't bother me?"

But they saw Angela, who was obviously well-dressed, with a drunken blush on her face, standing at the door, smiling slightly and waving to Chuck.

Chuck said nothing and stepped aside. After Angela entered, he closed the door.

(End of chapter)