The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 341 What is a well-known double standard? A good old man who comes to ask for help!

"Miss White, don't get me wrong."

After Jessica opened her eyes again, she looked at Laura: "This happened five hours ago, but you look very calm."

"I don't know what my normal reaction should be."

Laura smiled bitterly.

"If you sue, you will face a lot of tricky issues, and this is just one of them that is very simple."

Jessica glanced at Chuck.

"You mean I can impress others more if I cry."

Laura was a little angry.

"You were in a bad mood just now, shouldn't you cry?"

Jessica stared into her eyes.

"When I was expelled from the university, I cried for an hour, and after I finished crying, I never felt any pain again."

Laura leaned back: "This is me! If crying helps, then I really hope this happens to someone who can cry."

"Why were you fired?"

Jessica asked.

"What did you say?"

Laura was not used to this kind of questioning.

"Why were you expelled from the university?"

Harvey, a man in a suit, responded: "We need to know everything, and your expulsion from the university is related to your character and credibility. If it comes to court, it will definitely be used by the other party's lawyer to attack you."

"I don't want to talk about this."

Laura resisted a little.

"You must say."

Jessica reminded: "These are easy to verify. Not only will the other party investigate, but we will also investigate. This case is very sensitive. Even now, Detective Chuck tells us that we should believe your words, but we still need to

Think about everything."

"After going to court, all your past may be uncovered, so you have to be mentally prepared."

Harvey, the suit guy, added.

"Think about it first, Harvey, and come out with me."

Jessica got up and called Harvey away.

"They don't believe me, do they?"

Laura looked at Chuck with a wry smile.

"She doesn't believe you!"

Chuck said expressionlessly: "That's not surprising, because she doesn't believe me either."

"Why?"

Laura said strangely.

"Because I killed too many dishes."

Chuck said bluntly.

"You will help me with this case, right?"

Laura looked at him expectantly.

"I can offer any help short of direct intervention."

Chuck said.

"..."

Laura looked at him speechlessly.

"I can't participate in this case for your own good."

Chuck explained: "Once I get involved, it will definitely become political. There was a chance of winning the lawsuit, but in the end it was completely lost."

"Because of his identity."

Laura said disdainfully: "American son, American hero, I looked him up online after I left. I also told my roommate, she said forget it, he spoke for women's rights, it's not a big deal, but I

Not accepted.

If it were an ordinary person, or even an ordinary powerful person, I would have tolerated it if it was really impossible, but he pretends to speak for all us women, but he does the exact opposite, which is 10,000 times worse than a normal mood!"

"This is America!"

Chuck looked at her and said calmly: "If you hope to use litigation to expose his disgusting and contradictory face, I can only tell you that you will be disappointed."

"Because the lawsuit can't be fought?"

Laura's eyes passed through the transparent glass and fell on Jessica and Harvey, who were standing outside communicating.

"No."

Chuck shook his head: "The lawsuit can be fought, and even won, but no one will report the result, or the extent of the report will be beyond your imagination, and it will not cause any noise.

At that time, he was also a Nobel Peace Prize winner, an American son, an American hero, and a spokesperson for African women and even women’s rights protection around the world.”

"..."

Laura fell silent immediately.

Outside.

"What are you still doubting?"

Harvey, the man in the suit, looked at his boss.

"Can you blame me?"

Jessica asked back: "She was too calm. She was too calm. On the massage table and in the bathroom, her testimony was inconsistent. It is difficult not to make people suspect that she was trying to blackmail Mr. Kent, or specifically to make Kent look bad.

Sir."

"You don't believe Chuck?"

Harvey the Suit Guy reminded: "He said she didn't lie."

"That's exactly what I'm most worried about!"

Jessica glanced at Chuck in the office: "He is Detective Chuck, but he is also from Texas!"

"No way?"

Harvey, a man in a suit, laughed dumbly: "You don't think that Chuck is a Texan and a natural matchmaker, so you think he is lying and helping Laura design Joe Kent, right?"

"He's already pulled down a few bricks from the foundation of Bodhi."

There was no smile on Jessica's face: "He is also a human being and has his own selfish tendencies. I have to consider this."

"I believe he is not that kind of person."

Suit Harvey shook his head.

"This is Mr. Kent's reputation at stake!"

Jessica said sternly: "It's even related to the reputation of our country. I don't just believe what you say. We must have enough evidence, and the feeling Laura White gives me now cannot dispel my doubts."

"Then we will send people to investigate."

Harvey, the man in suit, put away his smile: "Don't worry, I won't find Chuck this time!"

"I will send someone to investigate."

Jessica nodded.

"What about this case?"

Harvey the Suitman asked.

"Drag it first."

Jessica's eyes were solemn: "This case is extraordinary. We must be cautious and cautious."

"Aren't you afraid that she will find another law firm?"

Suit fine Harvey reminder.

"Besides us, who else dares to take her case?"

Jessica said confidently.

"All right."

Harvey, the suit guy, nodded.

The two discussed it again and walked in together.

"How about it?"

Laura asked: "Will you take this case?"

"Ms. White, if you don't mind, we need to investigate first and get back to you as soon as possible, okay?"

Jessica said businesslikely.

"You don't believe what Detective Chuck says?"

Laura said: "He just told me that going to court is not the most difficult thing. How ironic!"

"Miss White, please understand that Mr. Kent's status is of great importance."

Jessica explained: "Once the prosecution is confirmed, no matter what the final result is, the news will keep rolling 24 hours a day, and his reputation will be completely ruined."

"Hahaha."

Laura smiled: "What you said is completely opposite to Detective Chuck!"

"What?"

Jessica was stunned.

"He said the lawsuit can still be fought, but what I want to expose is that Joe Kent, under the guise of protecting women, is completely insulting and abusing women in private, but has no chance of being widely spread!"

Laura smiled and said: "Because no media will report this news at all, and they will pretend to be dead and invisible. He will still be a Nobel Peace Prize winner, an American son, an American hero, an African woman, and even a global protector of women's rights."

spokesperson.

Originally, I was a little doubtful whether his words were too absolute.

This is America after all!

Free speech America!

The United States is the fourth media power!

But looking at your reaction, I know that he is probably right!

You are a successful woman, but after Detective Chuck confirmed that my statement was not lying, you still don't want to believe me, and instead stand on the side that insults and abuses women.

It shows that he is still too conservative!

This world is really too dark.

The light in the spotlight is occupied by demons, and ordinary people cry, wail, and curse in the darkness...all the sounds they make are distorted into applause for these demons."

"Miss White, please don't get excited."

Jessica's face darkened: "It's not entirely our fault for not agreeing to you right away, but it's because your testimony has problems and inconsistencies that cannot stand up to scrutiny.

As for Detective Chuck’s recognition of you.

If it weren't for his approval, we wouldn't consider it at all and would reject it directly.

Now we are willing to consider it and are ready to send people to investigate.

After all, it’s just what you say, not the whole truth, isn’t it?”

"What's the inconsistency?"

Chuck said.

“Nobel Prize winners play video games like Sonic?”

Jessica questioned.

"What's so strange about this?"

Chuck said expressionlessly: "Men naturally like to play games, and he is a Nobel Peace Prize winner. This award itself is despised by other Nobel Prize winners in natural sciences.

Many of those real Nobel Prize winners like to play video games. People have a convergence mentality. It is normal for the weak to imitate the strong."

"..."

Jessica was speechless.

She wanted to complain, when did the Nobel Peace Prize become despised?

But looking at Chuck's serious look, I thought that Chuck was a real scientist and knew the deepest culture of the circle of scientists. If she, an outsider, struggled with this issue, she would probably be ridiculed for not being a scientist.

"The many details she said after entering the room were obviously flawed. The massage table was next to the door and in the bedroom. She followed it into the bedroom, doing the massage and the handle.

If we want to take this case, all of these must be justified, otherwise we won’t be able to convince even us, what if we try to convince the jury?”

"Jolene Seth's Case!"

Chuck said suddenly.

"..."

Jessica was immediately speechless.

"What's the meaning?"

When Laura White saw Chuck saying something, the place immediately fell silent, and she couldn't help but asked in surprise.

"Jolene Seth's case is Jessica's latest case, a strong case!"

Harvey, a man in a suit, saw Chuck looking at him, and could only helplessly explain to Laura: "Her situation is somewhat similar to yours. The first-hand testimonies are somewhat contradictory, and they keep changing after that."

"How did Ms. Pearson defend her?"

Laura White immediately understood and asked.

"Jessica said women do this when they're stimulated."

Harvey, the suit guy, glanced at Jessica.

"And now that I'm here, I'm not a woman anymore, am I?"

Laura White sneered and stood up: "It seems that I can't place my hope on a person who ignores gender, law and basic morality for the sake of political leanings."

"Chuck, what did you say?"

Harvey, the man in the suit, said with a headache.

"You invited me here to identify whether she is lying."

Chuck said: "I said, what she told is the truth. The next step is your lawyer's business. If you are willing to take it, then let her find someone else. If you don't want to take it, let her find someone else. I will not get involved, otherwise it would have been

A very simple case will be dragged into politics and then be dropped."

"Jessica!"

Harvey, a man in a suit, looked at his female boss.

"I still say the same thing, I only believe in myself."

Jessica was unmoved: "I will send someone to investigate. If the facts are consistent, I am willing to take your case. But if the facts are not consistent, even if Detective Chuck says you are telling the truth, I will not take it.

If you agree, just give me some time. If you don’t agree, you can find another law firm now."

Laura couldn't help but look at Chuck.

Chuck nodded: "You can contact Harvey about this case."

"All right."

Laura looked at Harvey, the suit man: "I'm waiting for your call, I hope you will call."

"I will!"

Harvey, who is good in suits, looks serious.

Chuck left New York, returned to New Jersey, and went to Professor Alicia Harper's villa.

After all these bad things in the United States, even a person like him, who doesn't care about anything, feels that he should find more wonderful American past events to balance it out.

"Chuck, you are finally back!"

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Dr. Wilson standing up at the dining table.

"Boss, are you hungry?"

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, came up to him with a smile, took Chuck's briefcase, and handed him hand sanitizer.

After Chuck cleaned up, he walked over and sat down. He was not surprised by Dr. Wilson's arrival.

"I really have no choice."

Dr. Wilson also sat down: "My bank account has been frozen, my car has been towed away, and even my prescription license has been suspended. Now I can't prescribe medicine to the cancer patients in my clinic who are eagerly waiting for me to prescribe medicine."

!Hasn’t he gone too far now?”

"Who are you talking about?"

While eating, Chuck said slowly: "House, or Detective Mike Treat?"

"..."

Dr. Wilson paused and complained angrily: "The two of them!"

"Don't worry, tell Chuck what happened in detail."

Professor Alicia Harper advised: "I believe he will help you."

"All right."

Dr. Wilson's anger dissipated instantly and he turned back into the good-tempered good old man. He began to introduce: "Detective Treat has completely focused on House. He not only prosecuted House, but also reported to House as soon as I bailed him out.

The court applied for a search warrant and turned House's home upside down."

"It's been quite a harvest."

Chuck said bluntly.

"A package of Vicodin containing more than 600 pills was found."

Dr. Wilson smiled bitterly: "I know this is too much for a cripple who needs pain relief, but Detective Treat is accusing House of calf trafficking!"

"ah!"

exclaimed Professor Alicia Harper.

"Yes, selling calves!"

Seeing this, Dr. Wilson's smile became even more bitter: "You may not know that since several cases were reported before, the DEA (Department of Anti-Drug Drug Enforcement) is now looking at doctors who prescribe medicine as if they were looking at criminals."

"If that's true, you shouldn't be so worried."

Chuck said bluntly: "After all, criminals live a very prosperous life in the United States."

"...Don't be ridiculous."

Dr. Wilson smiled bitterly: "Those Vicodin bottles have my prescription written on them, so now he is targeting me."

"Is it really you who wrote all the prescriptions?"

Chuck hit the nail on the head: "Are you sure House didn't forge your prescription?"

Dr. Wilson: "..."

(End of chapter)