The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 218 The Good Doctor: Sean, Mom wants you to be like Chuck

"Dr. Wolfe."

"Ms. Lockhart."

Chuck had a phone call with Diane Lockhart, the female boss of the Lockhart & Gardner law firm and Leonard Jr.'s aunt.

"..."

Jane looked at Chuck in disbelief, as if nothing had happened, and then at Monica, who was holding a kitchen knife with an expressionless face. She rubbed her eyes, seriously doubting whether she was having a nightmare.

But no matter how much she rubbed it, nothing changed when she opened her eyes again, so she couldn't help but grab Chuck hard and signaled to him with her eyes: "Is this meowing okay?"

Chuck held down her head, which was looking back and forth, and continued to speak calmly to the other end of the phone: "I won't go over. Get ready, just start the video."

"That's okay too."

On the other end of the phone, Diane glanced at the elite officers of the law firm in the conference room, nodded and agreed to the plan: "Just wait a moment."

After hanging up the phone.

"It's really different."

Will Gardner, another partner of the law firm, couldn't help but sigh: "In the past, I could invite him over with a phone call, but now I can only invite him over a video call."

"More money added."

Kelinda, who is always sensitive to income, said leisurely.

"Before, he was just Dr. Wolfe."

Mrs. Florrick, a good wife who is famous throughout the United States, smiled and said: "Now he is Detective Chuck, and he deserves this treatment."

"Bianca's family is not short of money."

Diane said: "Her mother will not save this little money."

"I just don't know if he has any idea about this kind of case."

Will Gardner couldn't help but joke: "This wasn't the custom when he was in college."

"Are you like those hosts and want to go back to college?"

Diane mocked.

All three women in the conference room looked over, and the only man, Will Gardner, suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

As soon as this case came out, it was inevitably ridiculed by some vicious hosts and guests during the spread. One said that this is the norm in American University today, and the other immediately echoed that he wanted to go back to school as soon as he heard this.

As for going back to school?

I understand everything.

Mountainside villa.

After Chuck hung up the phone, Jane couldn't help but screamed: "Chuck, what's going on? Look at Monica..."

Before he finished speaking, Chuck blocked his mouth.

"Silence."

Chuck reminded: "She can't stand the fright now."

Jian stared up at Chuck who was speaking seriously. She wanted to speak but couldn't. She gritted her teeth and couldn't bear it. She could only twist Chuck's leg muscles, walk around the pillar and move to the position facing the door, staring intently at the door.

Monica, who was standing there with a knife, was shouting in her heart: "Are you putting out the fire or adding fuel to the fire? What kind of Bianca would it be if Monica saw this scene? I'm afraid she would just shoot."

For a moment, there was no sound in the master bedroom. Under the gaze of Chuck and Jane, Monica turned and left.

"How is this going?"

Jian held her breath for a long time and was finally able to speak. She took a big breath for the first time, then lowered her voice and asked.

"Sleepwalk."

Chuck frowned.

"Sleepwalking?"

Jane shuddered: "She still has this habit? What should I do if she sleepwalks and kills people?"

You must know that they slept together, and now there is a case of a female college student from the University of Chicago shooting her best friend to death. This is simply terrible!

"I didn't know it before, but now it's obvious."

Chuck said calmly: "Let's talk about it tomorrow when we wake up."

In fact, he knew that this was probably the sequelae of Peggy's hypnosis, which was why Chuck immediately stopped the warning after noticing that Peggy had hypnotized Monica.

The effects of hypnosis are often uncontrollable.

If you hypnotize too much and the level is too deep, it is easy to mislead the hypnotized person.

Jane still wanted to complain, but when she saw Chuck getting up and turning on the computer, she remembered Chuck's phone call and wisely changed the subject: "Are you taking over the case of a female college student in Chicago who shot her best friend?"

"Not taking over."

Chuck shook his head: "I was just hired to conduct an appraisal of the client and help the Lockhart & Gardner law firm that was about to take over the case clarify the situation so that it could decide whether to take over the case and what defense strategy to develop after taking over."

"What if Bianca did this on purpose?"

Jane couldn't help but take the role of herself again.

no way.

The sense of immersion is really strong.

"Then tell them Bianca did it on purpose."

Chuck said calmly.

Jane was speechless and glared at Chuck. Thinking that there might be a sleepwalking Monica holding a knife outside, she refused to leave, so she just stayed in the master bedroom: "I am your detective assistant, and I am curious about this case.

.”

Chuck didn't chase her away either.

It's not that she has never done it before, but she is right. Whether as his detective assistant or one of his long-term strategic research partners, it is beneficial to learn more about this special case.

Half an hour later, the video request was sent.

Bianca, the client suspected of shooting her Eskimo best friend, is now in custody, but as a wealthy person, her lawyer can see her at any time.

"Dr. Wolfe, this is Bianca."

Diane was in charge of the case and introduced both parties in the video: "Bianca, this is Detective Chuck. You must know him. He is here to help you."

"Help you determine the status."

Chuck corrected.

"Detective Chuck, I know you."

Bianca was in a bad state and smiled bitterly: "Do you also think I killed you?"

"Bianca, did you kill your best friend Heather?"

Chuck looked at her.

"No."

Bianca immediately denied it, then met Chuck's gaze and said hesitantly: "I mean, I don't know either. I don't know what happened at all. When I remember, I was holding my mother's hand

The pistol I bought was standing there, Heather was lying in a pool of blood, and there were people outside the door. It looked like I did it, but I swear I really don’t know what happened."

Jane was on the side. When she heard this, she took a deep breath and touched her neck. Even though she had closed the door of the master bedroom in advance, she still couldn't help but look back and walked over. Chuck kept checking as if he was possessed by him.

Has the door been locked?

"Are you on drugs?"

Chuck asked.

"Um."

Bianca scratched her hair: "Have you ever heard of sleeping pill style?"

"Know."

Chuck nodded: "Are you hallucinating?"

"I don't know, I just wanted to sleep."

Bianca said painfully.

"ok."

Chuck nodded and looked at Diane.

Diane comforted Bianca for a few words, hung up the video, and then came out to call Chuck alone: ​​"So, how is the situation?"

"I couldn't tell if what she said was true or false."

Chuck said.

"That's a good thing, right?"

Diane knew something about Chuck's micro-expression lie detection, and was delighted when she heard this: "It means she didn't kill him, and she is innocent, right?"

Bianca's family is very rich, and their law firm is very eager to serve such people. Although they will provide services even if Bianca is not innocent, if Bianca is innocent, wouldn't it mean that she will gain both fame and fortune?

, it’s a win, isn’t it?

"You can't say that."

Chuck shook his head: "There are two situations. One is that she lied and I couldn't see through it. The other is that she thought what she said was true."

"You're saying that she really lost consciousness after taking drugs and couldn't remember anything she did."

Diane frowned, and then said with relief: "That's okay."

Once the drug is gone, there will be too much room for manipulation.

"So be it."

After Chuck expressed his opinion, he was about to hang up the phone, and then he saw Jane constantly lip-texting: "How about taking this case? Let's go to Chicago. I'm very interested in this case. Please!"

"

Just when Chuck was about to refuse, the watch on his wrist vibrated subtly. Chuck raised his decorative glasses and glanced at Jane with an unchanged expression. In her pleading eyes, he changed his words: "

It's not difficult to confirm whether she is really lying, just go to the scene and check."

"Dr. Wolfe, are you saying you'd like to come over and inspect the scene?"

Diane was very surprised on the other end of the phone.

Although with Chuck's confirmation, she was basically inclined to believe that Bianca really couldn't remember anything after taking drugs, but in the face of such a famous case, for the benefit of the law firm, it was best to do something before confirming that she would take over the case.

Be sure that nothing goes wrong, and then make the most accurate defense strategy to successfully win the lawsuit.

And having Detective Chuck personally come to conduct on-site inspections can make this confirmation more convincing, so why not do it.

Isn't it just spending more money?

It’s not like she pays the bills anyway!

"yes."

Chuck looked at Jane and nodded: "We will go there tomorrow."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"Chuck~"

Jane looked at Chuck with moved eyes.

"You owe me a big favor."

Chuck pushed aside Jane who was coming up, and said seriously: "Go back and rest now, we have a flight tomorrow morning."

"All right."

Jane thought for a moment, it was already late, even if she wanted to repay the favor right now, she couldn't do it, otherwise she would not be able to get up tomorrow morning. She still wanted to follow Chuck and take a closer look at this immersive case.

, so he reluctantly left.

After Chuck waited for Jane to leave, the computer automatically turned on, and a small video window with a nine-square grid appeared on the screen. In the middle was Alex working late into the night, in an office building in Chicago.

A phone call came through.

"Chuck?"

In the video, Alex, who was immersed in copywriting, took her cell phone and was surprised to hear the call.

"Are you still in Chicago?"

Chuck went straight to the point.

More than a month had passed since the last time they met for a gathering in Chicago. Chuck was busy at that time and did not go there.

"Yes, how do you know?"

Alex was stunned for a moment. After asking, she remembered that Chuck didn't like to answer questions, so she ignored the question without waiting for Chuck to answer, and said happily: "To be precise, I came here again. The company is here in Chicago."

There has been a lot of business lately.”

"We'll go there tomorrow."

Chuck looked at the rest of the video grid and said.

"Great, I'll book a room for you right now."

Alex's ice-blue eyes were full of smiles, and then she noticed the wording: "We?"

"Me and my assistant detective Jane Banner."

Chuck doesn't hide.

"Then I'll book 1 or 2 rooms."

Alex's smile paused, but she soon adjusted it, and still smiled from the bottom of her heart: "I'm really looking forward to seeing how good this new assistant Jane Banner is. I'm happy for you, Chuck."

"Um."

Chuck nodded and hung up the phone.

In the middle frame of the video, Alex listened to the blind tone of the mobile phone. She was lost for a while, shook her head, picked up the landline and called her hotel, booked the two best rooms, and got ready again.

He continued to work, but then he raised his head and looked at the ladies' watch on his wrist. He opened the cover of the watch and revealed an old photo. In it were two boys, one tall and one short. The shorter one was more delicate and handsome, with lively eyes.

, tall, with his head lowered, his eyes evasive, and his expression dull.

"Sean, I hope you, like Chuck, are getting better and better. It's all my mother who is sorry for you..."

Alex touched the old photo and burst into tears.

Chuck looked at it for a while, closed the computer, and fell asleep like a vampire in a coffin.

Early the next morning.

Jane, who had not slept well all night, got up and got ready as soon as it dawned. Then she saw Monica coming over saying hello: "Hi, Jane."

"Hi, Monica."

Jane looked at Monica's eyes carefully.

"What's wrong?"

Monica looked at Jane in confusion and touched her face: "Is there any problem?"

"do not you remember?"

Jane stared into Monica's eyes.

"Remember what?"

Monica saw that there was nothing wrong with her face, but she still walked over and looked in the mirror, and then asked confused.

"nothing……"

Jane was a little hesitant, not sure whether she should say it, but after enduring it, she still couldn't hold it back: "Did you know you were sleepwalking last night?"

"ha?"

Monica was startled, then laughed and said, "Don't be kidding."

"I thought I was joking too."

Jane complained: "But you almost scared me to death last night when you stood behind me with a knife, you know?!"

"Are you kidding?"

Monica was shocked.

"You really don't remember anything?"

Jane thought of the suspected fragmented Bianca she was going to check today, looked at Monica and laughed dryly.

"If you're not joking, I don't remember it at all."

Monica tried her best to remember, but she couldn't remember anything.

At this time, Chuck got up and ordered: "I will take Monica to Peggy's first. You go directly to the airport and we will meet at the airport."

"good."

Jane winked at Chuck, made a lip-text of "She doesn't remember anything", agreed, and walked away.

"Chuck, is what Jane said true?"

Monica looked at Chuck to confirm.

"Um."

Chuck nodded: "We'll talk about this later. I'll send you to Peggy first. I'll go to Chicago to handle a case later."

"Oh well."

Although Monica really wanted to know about her sleepwalking, seeing what Chuck said, she could only put it down for the time being, got into Chuck's car, and headed to Columbia.

"Hi, Chuck."

Peggy was very happy to see Chuck and greeted her warmly. When she saw Chuck's dull expression, her heart moved. She glanced at Monica and said with a smile: "Mona, I want to drink Coke, can you help me buy a bottle?"

"

"You've finished all the Coca-Cola in the refrigerator? Children, drink less."

Monica murmured and went down to buy Peggy.

"So, what's wrong?"

Peggy watched Monica leave, then looked at Chuck with a smile.

Chuck told Monica about sleepwalking, and then looked at her: "Did you see, the sequelae have already appeared!"

"Sorry."

Peggy stuck out her tongue, then rolled her eyes: "But you can't blame me entirely. If you hadn't given her too much impact, she wouldn't have had such serious side effects. So strictly speaking, it was us working together.

Such."

When she said this, her left lip curled up.

Chuck was silent.

This is not wrong.

(End of chapter)