The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 2 In the Cloud

"The East is really mysterious."

The female lawyer began to smooth things over and signaled Kelinda with her eyes to go out and ask her boss for instructions.

She also felt that the salary was too high to be true.

At this time, Diane Lockhart, a partner of the law firm, was walking outside with her client Mr. Ball. Kelinda immediately stood up, stepped on her high heels and walked out.

"$60,000 a week?"

After sending the client away, Kelinda immediately asked in a bad tone.

As an excellent investigator at the law firm, she felt that she had enough restraint.

Following the case, she was busy day and night, dealing with people from all walks of life, legal risks were constant, and her life was in danger from time to time. She only made $100,000 a year.

This stinky man named Chuck is going to sit in court and watch the jury's so-called micro-expressions, and easily receive a huge reward of $60,000 a week.

Is there any more justice?

“Hire for 2 weeks first!”

Diane made the decision directly.

"seriously?"

Kelinda is incredible.

"As long as the customer is willing to believe it."

Diane smiled and said: "It's not us who pay anyway."

Kelinda was speechless and could only turn around and enter the conference room. She nodded to the female lawyer who looked at her and said sourly: "Let's decide for two weeks."

"Dr. Wolfe, can we discuss the case now?"

The female lawyer smiled and said: "These are files, you should take a look first."

"No need to discuss."

Chuck shook his head: "After appearing in court, I am only responsible for observing the micro-expressions of the jury members, and then telling you their thoughts. It is your job to specifically defend the case."

"Then you are really relaxed."

Kelinda couldn't help but laugh.

"That's always been the case for me."

Chuck nodded matter-of-factly, and then looked into Kelinda's eyes: "Do we still need to continue?"

Kelinda subconsciously avoided his eyes. She was really afraid that he would continue to tell her secrets that would kill her, but she did have a lot of them.

Fortunately, Chuck's cell phone rang at this time. He took it out and looked at it, then stood up and said, "I'll see you in court tomorrow!"

With that said, he left alone.

Only Kelinda and the female lawyer were left in the conference room. The two looked at each other and tacitly forgot what Chuck said about admiration. The female lawyer assigned Kelinda to continue the investigation while she studied the files.

Conceive a defense strategy for tomorrow's court appearance.

Elevator entrance.

"Dr. Wolfe."

"Ms. Lockhart."

Chuck was waiting for the elevator when he met Diane coming over with her two nephews. After greeting him, Chuck glanced at little Leonard.

Little Leonard looked up at him with a flattering smile on his face.

Chuck's face was expressionless.

The elevator is here.

Chuck walked in.

It has been many years since he traveled to this world, and he has long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of familiar characters from American TV series.

Even if he didn't say anything new or not, his physical condition prevented him from giving a warm greeting to little Leonard.

Under Little Leonard's disappointed gaze, Chuck left the office building, got into a taxi, and disappeared into the night traffic.

Luxury hotel next to the airport.

"You came."

When Chuck got out of the car, he saw a blond beauty in her thirties, with an intellectual and melancholy temperament, walking up to him quickly. When Chuck looked over, she stopped about one meter away from him, her ice blue eyes

Eyes full of joy.

"Alex."

Chuck nodded to her and walked inside.

Alex followed quickly and said carefully from a distance: "I live next door to you. I will postpone my flight until tomorrow morning."

"I have to appear in court tomorrow morning."

Chuck replied, raised his hand and looked at his watch: "There are still 1 hour and 23 minutes."

"I can wait for you to finish..."

Alex stopped after saying this.

She knew this was impossible.

The two walked into the room one after another, and Alex hung up the do-not-disturb reminder sign.

1 hour and 22 minutes later.

Alex closed the door and read the Do Not Disturb reminder sign for a while. Her ice blue eyes were filled with sadness. She walked to the next room and sat on the bed, lost in thought.

next door.

Chuck took out items from the suitcase in an orderly manner.

The first thing is a digital timer alarm.

The second item is a small speaker.

The third item is a flasher.

The fourth item is a bottle of prescription medicine.

The fifth item is a short stick similar to the size of a nunchaku.

After Chuck arranged these one by one, he stood up and turned off the lights in the room. The room was instantly dark.

Then a blast of metal music sounded, deafening.

Accompanied by bursts of bright light flickering in the darkness.

With pain in his eyes, Chuck sat on the edge of the bed, holding a short stick in both hands and began to roll his thighs over and over again.

The numbers of the digital timer alarm clock keep jumping, 1 minute, 2 minutes, 5 minutes...

In the next room, Alex listened to the disturbing noise that still passed through the wall. She pressed her face against the wall and looked at an old photo in her hand, with tears already streaming down her face.

The length of time is all relative.

For ordinary people, 10 minutes is a short time, but for Chuck and Alex, it seems like an eternity.

When the number on the digital timer alarm clock jumped to 10:00, the alarm sounded. Chuck, who was sweating profusely, got up with difficulty, put down the short stick, turned off the alarm, flash and noise, then picked up the prescription bottle and poured it out.

He put a pill into his mouth and swallowed it, then he fell down on the big bed, staring at the ceiling, gradually relaxing and trance-like.

He was originally an ordinary person on the other side of the ocean. Somehow he traveled through time and inherited the same body as Batman and Daredevil. Although he is not a handsome man, his appearance and figure are enough to be called a genius.

I thought I could finally enjoy a life in a foreign country where my lifestyle would be challenged, but who would have thought that my predecessor had severe autism.

No matter how much my heart wants to reach out to others, my body always resists.

Even if he traveled through time and replaced his predecessor's consciousness, he could not direct his body to eliminate the negative effects of autism. Even because his predecessor had super intelligence, during the slow integration process over the years, his consciousness was gradually affected, and his perspective on the world was gradually affected.

It is gradually becoming different from the past, and the whole world exudes a different color.

If there is no change, the person who traveled through time will eventually assimilate and dissolve, becoming an autistic genius who has the memory of the time traveler but thinks it is a fantasy and cannot communicate with others normally.

Fortunately, my predecessor's father had a tough attitude and did not choose to leave my predecessor under the care of a doctor, but took him to train him personally.

Since you can't stand strong light, noise and other external stimulation, just train more and stimulate more, and then gradually adapt.

When Chuck traveled through time, this training was already on track. Relying on this, he could barely communicate with others, strive to integrate into society according to his own values, continue to expand his consciousness, and greatly delay the tragedy of the dissolution of self-awareness.

But it is impossible to completely avoid consciousness melting and completely control one's body through this.

Fortunately, he also has the system that comes standard with time travellers.

Simple but full of hope.

Yin and Yang life system.

Host:Chuck Wolf

Yang point: 196 points

Negative point: 15 points

The collision of 365 yin and yang points generates 1 drop of water of life.

(End of chapter)