The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 261 There is a way to heaven but you don’t take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in

"Are you going to donate your earnings?"

Chuck looked at Chandler with a different spirit.

This talk show, in which reporters asked questions, was not rehearsed at all and was purely Chandler's free expression.

Chandler used the dialogue and interaction with him to not only severely hit Max Henson with humorous language similar to Max Henson, but also revealed some things that Chuck did not expect him to say.

For example, the $100,000 that made Chandler's heart beat saved one Jamie, and countless $100,000 can save countless Jamies.

This is obviously Chandler's own idea.

"Wouldn't this be a better way to attack that bastard? I don't believe he is willing to do this!"

Chandler laughed at himself: "Besides, instead of having this money divided over and over again during divorce, or going to Las Vegas to have fun, it would be better to use it to set up a fund to save poor children like Jamie."

"Your parents will be under great pressure from now on."

Chuck said bluntly.

In the past, only old friends could listen to Chandler's daily complaints about the weird things his weird parents did. Now there are thousands of fans, but not everyone can tolerate the idol's weird parents treating their idol like this.

In the future, as Chandler becomes more successful, the pressure on the two weird Mrs. Bin will become greater. The pressures that belong to Hedong in the 30s and Hexi in the 30s will be exchanged.

As for what Chandler will do with his life after donating money?

Chuck is not worried at all. An actor may earn a lot of money from his main job, but it is only a part of his income. Most of it comes from side jobs such as endorsements.

By donating the income from your main business, you can not only really help those children, but you can also gain fame and defeat Max Henson who made human blood and ate steamed buns.

Just grasp this ratio well.

Besides, even if Chandler really donated all his money, it wouldn't matter. Chandler had already done this, and Chuck would never let him live a life full of money.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it live up to the classic saying: “I’m rich!”

"Is there such a good thing?"

Chandler exclaimed exaggeratedly: "You told me earlier. If I had known there was such a benefit, I would have debuted as a talk show actor."

The two chatted for a while, and after Chuck explained a few words about Tim and Shelly, he drove Chandler back.

"I heard that you found another little boy?"

On the way, Chandler asked.

"Well, he was also trafficked."

Chuck nodded.

"Don't you want to go take a look?"

Chandler asked curiously.

"I won't go. There are countless incidents like this."

Chuck shook his head: "You have also seen House. Although he is a bastard, what he said makes sense. We are all humans, not gods. Everyone will die. We only save what we want to save. That's enough.

."

"Maybe we should let Dr. House fight Max Henson!"

Chandler teased: "That would be fun."

"Nice idea."

Chuck said.

"Then why don't you call him?"

Chandler urged.

"Need not."

Chuck said calmly: "If he hasn't done that, he doesn't deserve the title of Vengeful House."

"You mean he already called?"

Chandler was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "That's right. I heard his good friend said he was very concerned about your news. After knowing that you were facing off against Max Henson, he must have known what to do."

At this moment, Chuck's cell phone rang. Chuck glanced at it and directly answered the voiceover: "Detective?"

"Dr. Wolfe, I'm not disturbing you, are you?"

There was a hint of embarrassment in the voice of the Pittsburgh police detective who worked with Chuck to rescue the imprisoned little boy.

"whats the matter?"

Chuck asked.

"this……"

The detective hesitated and said: "I just want to inform you about something. Maybe we made a mistake about Mrs. Potter. She may be the mastermind behind the imprisonment of Peter. She has escaped now."

Peter is the little boy who was imprisoned.

"Yeah?"

Chuck said calmly: "It seems that she is also a real antisocial pervert with superb acting skills. Even I didn't notice it."

"yes!"

The detective breathed a sigh of relief: "Even Detective Chuck didn't notice it, which shows how scary she is. I thought, if you have time, our bureau would like to hire you to hunt her and her gang!"

"I've gone back to New Jersey."

Chuck refused: "There will be a case to prosecute Max Henson in the future. Since you took over this Peter case, then you can continue to pursue it. I believe you."

"You believe me?"

The police detective was surprised and delighted when he heard this, and then he promised: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring Mrs. Potter and the others to justice..."

"you can."

Chuck said this and hung up the phone.

"Is there anyone else who can deceive you?"

Chandler was amazed.

"It's normal."

Chuck said expressionlessly: "There are more and more perverts in this country. As long as you are perverted enough, there is a high chance that your acting skills will be amazing enough to deceive me."

"It sounds so permeable."

Chandler complained: "It seems that I am right to donate money to help these children, otherwise there will be many more perverts in the future. This is simply a vicious circle with no solution."

Chuck ignored him, just raised his decorative glasses, looked ahead and drove back to New Jersey.

Outside of Pittsburgh.

In a villa.

The absconding Mrs. Porter had already joined her husband Jason.

"Are you OK?"

Husband Jason expressed concern.

"I'm fine."

Mrs. Potter looked calm.

"Why are you so cooperative!"

When Jason saw that his wife was fine, he couldn't help complaining anymore: "Just say I don't know, what can they do to us without a search warrant? We have always been law-abiding citizens!

You directly led them to find Peter, causing us to have to flee now and have to change places and identities and start over..."

Snapped!

There was a clear and crisp sound!

Jason covered his face and looked at his wife in shock.

"You still have the nerve to say it!"

Mrs. Porter looked at her husband with a cold face: "If you hadn't gone wrong in your previous work and been noticed by the local gangsters, how could our imitating couple arouse suspicion, let alone the detective Chuck!

Don't you know who he is?

In that case, he must be targeting us!

If I don't cooperate, then he will definitely doubt me.

Do you think with his ability, I could still escape in that situation?

Only by cooperating with him and shifting the responsibility to you who are not at home can we temporarily confuse him and give me a chance to escape!"

"Do you think he is too terrible?"

Her husband, Jason, covered his face and muttered in a low voice: "Who would doubt you? Besides, you never come into contact with any children for safety reasons. I showed up to deal with it. Even if Peter is rescued, he won't be able to identify you."

"idiot!"

Mrs. Porter scolded: "That's just insurance! If you look closely, how could I, a housewife, not know that there is a child imprisoned in the basement of my house?

Do you think everyone is stupid?

Maybe that divine detective Chuck would react right now, so I didn’t dare to stay longer and ran away immediately.”

"Didn't the news say he went back to New Jersey?"

Husband Jason quickly laughed and said: "It means that no matter how smart he is, he is not as smart as you, my dear!"

Mrs. Potter's expression softened a little, and she nodded: "We can't take it lightly. If we didn't happen to find that Jamie, he hurried over and stayed for a while, the result might have been completely different... We should avoid him in the future."

!

He lives in New Jersey, so let's go to the West Coast.

The losses were too heavy this time. The identity that I had carefully cultivated was lost, and the house and car under the identity were also lost. Fortunately, I transferred my savings and other things in time, otherwise I would have to start all over again."

"It doesn't matter, as long as we are here, everything will be easy to talk about."

Husband Jason hugged his wife and said with a smile: "When we go to California and tie up a few more new people, we will make up for the losses. There are more rich people there and offline transactions are more convenient. We should have

The business has been moved there.”

"Um."

Mrs. Potter's eyes were cold and she said: "Not only do we need to recruit a few more new people, but we also need to develop more exciting projects."

"I'll listen to you."

Husband Jason nodded and said, "Whatever you tell me to do, I'll do it!"

"What do you think of me?"

At this moment, a weak voice sounded.

"who?"

The Potters were startled and looked towards the source of the sound. They saw a man in a red hoodie huddled in the corner, looking up at them.

"Huh!"

Husband Jason was subconsciously overjoyed: "When I feel sleepy, I send pillows, and there are actually pillows delivered to my door!"

Unlike her husband Jason's optimism, Mrs. Porter's scalp was numb and she felt a huge crisis.

Although the woman in the red hood looks soft and pitiful, at this moment, whether it is her sudden appearance or her sudden self-recommendation, she is full of a strong sense of weirdness.

She would rather not have this kind of thing delivered to her door!

Mrs. Porter's back felt cold and she quietly reached out to touch the pistol on her husband's waist.

"Then it's settled."

The woman in the red hoodie looked happy, and then looked at Mrs. Potter who was holding out her hand with a strange look: "Is this about to begin? I'm so looking forward to it~"

Just when Mrs. Porter felt the gun and was about to pull it out and point it at the woman in the red hoodie, her neck hurt and a strong sense of dizziness came over her. She reached out and touched it in time, and found that it was a small anesthetized

Dart, then everything went dark and I didn’t know anything anymore.

When they woke up again, they found themselves tied up in a space full of plastic film, and their bodies were powerless.

"Who are you?"

"What are you going to do?"

The couple looked at the woman in the red hoodie in horror.

The woman in the red hoodie smiled playfully: "Isn't it obvious? I heard about you, so I came here. What do you think? Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"What's your relationship with Detective Chuck?"

Mrs. Potter suppressed her fear.

no way!

What a coincidence!

"Hey, you are really smart."

The woman in the red hoodie looked at her in surprise: "If you plead guilty and obey the law, this matter would be fine. But after you did such a shameless thing and was found by Chuck, you still naively thought that you

Can escape the punishment of the law!

Try to be clever and escape, but you will dare to do it later!

This is called being clever but being misled by cleverness!

If there is a road to heaven, you don’t take it; if there is no door to hell, you break in!

Isn’t that ironic?”

"It's really Detective Chuck!"

Mrs. Potter looked ashen.

"Why did I lie to you?"

The woman in the red hoodie smiled and said: "Didn't you look around? This is advanced experience from Miami, which can ensure no traces.

In fact, he prefers to fight violence with violence and evil with evil rather than obeying the laws that serve the rich.

look!

If you are arrested obediently, even if your crimes are countless, but because you have hurt countless children before, the prosecutors who want to know will look at you differently and provide you with various conveniences.

In addition, if you have money, even if you enter, you may live a better life than most people.

This is not the just outcome that most people want.

Now you are all running away.

This is great. It can not only achieve the vast majority of justice, but also provide me with practical materials. It’s the best of both worlds!”

As he said that, the woman in the red hoodie put on a white coat. The whiteness made the Potters' hearts tremble and they begged for mercy.

"Which one of you will be the good boy first?"

The Potters had desperate eyes and screamed in horror.

Outside the villa.

A strong figure listened to the screams coming from the earphones and couldn't help but show the classic emoticon: "It's so cruel~"

After saying that, when no one responded, he couldn't help complaining: "You don't care?"

"You want to take care of it?"

Chuck's faint voice came from the earphones.

The strong man suddenly showed a toothache expression: "I don't have that ability. Is it bad for her to do this?"

Chuck said: "If you are willing to step in and take care of her, I think she would be happy to have a brother like you to teach her."

"..."

The corners of Frank's mouth twitched.

In fact, he didn't mean anything else. He just felt that if a bad guy like this was killed, he would just kill him. It was okay to beat him up before killing him, but there was no need to do this.

That's too penetrating.

That’s right!

The woman in the red hoodie is Chuck's sister Haley, and the strong man hidden outside is Chuck's brother Frank.

Mrs. Potter thought she was smart, but she didn't know that there were only easy mode and hell mode, and she just chose hell mode.

At Anna's reminder, after watching the recent video of Hailey being so restless and almost causing trouble, Chuck decided to let Hailey vent her anger, which could be regarded as a way to guide her to do good!

Of course, Chuck couldn't really let her come here alone.

So Chuck sent his brother Frank to follow quietly to prevent accidents.

Brother Frank also knew that his brother Chuck was actually behind him. After all, the superhero incidents he committed were all more or less related to Chuck. As long as he was not stupid, he would always notice something was wrong.

When Chuck was assassinated last time, Anna went berserk and commanded him to help clean up the influence of the oil painting beauty in New Jersey and New York.

Frank knew it completely and had a fierce fight with Chuck because he proudly said in front of Chuck: "Brother, I am a superhero!" Thinking about it now, it is simply too embarrassing.

.

Of course the result is obvious.

Only to be beaten.

Now, for the first time, I was personally assigned by my elder brother to provide insurance for my half-sister’s debut, but this was the sister I saw.

This made him, who originally thought that his half-sister Hailey was the more embarrassing one among the three siblings, suddenly realized, Oh no! It seems that he is the relatively normal one among the three siblings...

(End of chapter)