The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 47 I am the smartest person in the world

Airport.

Jane said nothing in the end and watched Chuck enter the airport.

She has already reached this point, what else do you want from her?

You can't really listen to your aunt and act like that!

BAU's temporary office space in the Wind River Valley.

"Chuck's gone?"

When Reed saw Jane coming back, he immediately looked over.

"Um."

Jane endured her depression and nodded with a forced smile.

"Quantico is not far from New Jersey. I will go there to see him during my next vacation. It just so happens that I have never been to New York."

Reed laughed.

"You've never been to New York?"

Bald Morgan had been paying attention to the movements here, and when he heard this, he answered in surprise.

"No."

Reed shook his head.

"How can it be!"

Al also expressed confusion: "That's New York!"

"It's New York, not San Diego."

Reed smiled and said: "Why do you have to go there?"

"Santiago?"

Al looked at Reed in confusion.

"The biggest animation festival is held there every year...forget it."

Reed explained it, but when he saw the speechless looks in Al and others' eyes, he understood that everyone had no interest in anime and the like, so he waved his hand and stopped mentioning it.

"You and Chuck have known each other for a long time?"

Jane couldn't help but ask.

"Seven years."

Reed nodded: "He is the smartest man I have ever met!"

"Smarter than you and Gideon?"

Bald Morgan was full of disbelief: "I really want to see who wins and loses in a chess game between him and Gideon."

Reed's IQ is as high as 187. He has three doctorates and three bachelor's degrees at the age of 23. This super genius cannot even beat Gideon, the veteran of the BAU, at chess and is often abused.

"There is no absolute connection between playing chess and high IQ. It also depends on psychological and other factors."

Reed shook his head: "Chuck's intelligence comes from his true IQ, but he also likes to play chess, and I'm also looking forward to his next game with Gideon."

"Please!"

Bald Morgan shrugged and said: "You always underestimate yourself and overestimate others. I don't believe there is anyone with a higher IQ than you. I'm sure the reason why you felt inferior to him before was because you were too young and lost in experience.

"

"In the field of science, age and experience are not the most important. Absolute IQ and talent and inspiration are. The peak of many great scientists was when they were young. When they get older, they become silent because their thinking is not active enough and they have no inspiration."

Reed was surprised: "And Chuck is only 22 years old, one year younger than me."

"……What?!"

Bald Morgan was stunned: "He is only 22 years old, younger than you?"

"yes."

Reed nodded matter-of-factly.

"He has grown too mature."

Bald Morgan complained: "Wasn't he only 15 years old 7 years ago?"

"Um."

Reed explained: "At the age of 16, I had just received my Ph.D. in mathematics. I met Chuck, who had just entered college, and after some exchanges, I decided to give up the idea of ​​pursuing further studies in mathematics.

Mathematics is the true crown of science. Only one percent of the one percent cannot study it, and if you want to achieve great success in it, it can only be studied by one in ten thousand.

At that level, the gap between me and Chuck is no less than that between me and a primary school student who has just learned mathematics, because compared to the scientific giants who are destined to be written in mathematics textbooks and become the objects of students' love and admiration, there is actually nothing between me and the primary school students.

Both, that’s why I gave up on my own initiative.”

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

Are you sure that's something you'd like to hear and not the source of nightmares?

"He may be really powerful...but what you said is too exaggerated."

Bald Morgan said speechlessly: "You are the smartest person I have ever met. You are a 23-year-old man with three doctorates and three bachelor's degrees. At least you are better than him in this aspect."

"You do not understand."

Reed shook his head: "It took me 10 years from school to get my first Ph.D. in mathematics, while the other two Ph.D.s and three bachelor's degrees only took a total of 6 years. If Chuck wanted to, he could have surpassed me long ago.

It’s just that unless he wants to, there is no point in getting more degrees for him.”

"Are there really such smart people in the world?"

When the blonde detective JJ heard this, she also expressed doubts.

They all knew Reed's genius, and after being together for such a long time, it still shocked them inadvertently every time.

The fact that Reed admired Chuck so much was beyond their imagination.

"Let's take the simplest example."

Reed saw that everyone seemed to believe it or not, so he simply tried his best to explain to everyone: "I studied chemistry for my second doctorate degree, which took me one year.

However, Chuck had never studied chemistry before. Once, he found something to do with a girl who was about to graduate with a Ph.D. in chemistry and was writing a thesis. When the girl said that she was busy with her graduation thesis and had no time, Chuck temporarily left and went to the library to browse chemistry-related papers for an afternoon.

Books, and then walked up to the girl who was about to get a doctorate again, answered all the difficult questions in her graduation thesis, and asked her to follow him."

"Did she follow?"

Compared to Bald Morgan and the others who were completely numb, Jane's focus was completely different.

"certainly."

Reed looked at Jane and nodded.

Jane secretly complained that this should be one of the six training subjects.

While everyone was chatting, the two actual leaders of the BAU, Gideon and Director Hotchner, were listening quietly. Gideon leaned back with a thoughtful look on his face, while Hotchner was sitting in his office.

He was constantly processing documents at his desk, and then his phone rang, attracting everyone's attention. After answering the phone and saying a few words, he hung up the phone and said to everyone who looked over: "There is news about Matt Olson.

Already."

The top of the snowy peaks of the Wind River Valley.

"This is tit for tat."

Looking at Matt Olson, who was lying in the snow with his pajamas and bare feet running, his face buried in a pool of blood, female agent Al couldn't help but say.

The death pattern was exactly the same as that of the Indian girl Natalie Hansen.

"And an eye for an eye."

Bald Morgan gestured with a bad expression to everyone to look at Matt Olson's lower body.

"..."

Everyone had strange expressions.

New Jersey.

Hofstadter House.

Little Leonard was watching jealously as his mother once again brought little Sheldon the hot drink she had prepared herself.

It's been two days.

This stinky little guy said he wanted to study some advanced mathematical problems, and he just pretended to concentrate on the calculations. But his mother was very into this, and provided the most considerate logistical services to this stinky little guy. He watched.

My eyes are hot.

His biological son has never enjoyed such treatment even for a day.

Who is the biological son?!

If it weren't for the fear that his father would be sad, he wouldn't be able to help asking this question.

"I figured it out!"

Suddenly, little Sheldon, who was immersed in calculations, put down his pen, raised his head, and said, and then started dancing: "I am the smartest person in the world! (My brain is smarter than anyone else's brain!)"

(End of chapter)