The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 9 Family and Sister

"My name is Kelinda."

Kelinda forced herself to calm down.

"Okay, Kelinda."

Chuck nodded.

Seeing that Chuck didn't say "Okay, Lena", Kelinda relaxed her tense body a little, and asked with a sarcastic tone: "Did you see the name Lena from my micro-expression?"

"Although my main job is accounting, I am also a detective now."

Chuck looked at her: "You are also an investigator, so you should be used to investigating people's past, right?"

"..."

Kelinda was silent.

She is used to investigating others, not being investigated by others.

Thinking back to what Chuck just said, 'People will beautify their past intentionally or unintentionally', she really felt inexplicably harsh.

Connoted again.

Because of the past she desperately escaped from, she was called Lina before changing her name.

As an investigator, she thought she had paid a high price to cover up the past sufficiently.

Now it seems that for truly terrible people, these are just self-deception.

That’s right!

She was now certain that Chuck was a terrible man.

Not only was it not overestimated before, but it was still underestimated.

She already regretted that she had to chase after him to find out clearly.

Damn curiosity!

Damn competitive spirit!

If she hadn't been angry that Chuck's job was much easier than hers, and her income was much higher than hers, and if she hadn't been curious about whether Chuck intentionally failed in his lack of professional ethics, he wouldn't be in this state of confusion now.

"The case is over and I'm leaving soon."

Chuck turned sideways and faced Kelinda, paused, and stretched out his hand to her: "You are an excellent investigator, and I look forward to cooperating with you again in the future."

"Thanks."

Kelinda was stunned, looked at Chuck for a few seconds, hesitated, and reached out to shake.

Chuck let go of his hand and calmly took out a small bottle of portable hand sanitizer from his handbag. Ignoring Kelinda's expression, he poured the hand sanitizer into the right hand that was shaking hands with her and began to wash it carefully.

Kelinda's face looked ugly at first, then thought of something, her face suddenly turned gloomy, and finally she smiled helplessly.

She understood what Chuck meant.

Chuck, who is autistic, obsessive and mysophobic, is willing to take the initiative to shake her hand, which is a proper signal of goodwill.

After thinking about this, she felt a little flattered when faced with these actions that ordinary people could not bear.

This kind of psychological change was involuntary, which made her feel helpless after she figured it out.

But that's okay. As a person with a past that cannot be revealed in broad daylight, facing the overtures of kindness from others who know all this, and such a terrifyingly capable genius, if she doesn't accept it readily, is she stupid enough to refuse?

And not everyone can get this kind of treatment. She is what Chuck calls an excellent investigator.

After Chuck finished washing, he put away the hand sanitizer, nodded to Kelinda, and walked away.

After walking a few steps, the phone vibrated slightly. Chuck picked up the phone and put it away after looking at it. Then he turned to look at Kelinda: "A kind reminder, Chicago is too far from the other side of the ocean and too close to the University of California. Be careful.

.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

When Kelinda was trying to figure out the meaning of this sentence, her phone also rang. She opened it and saw that an unknown number had sent her an email. After she clicked it, her expression changed.

But it was an intimate photo of her and a man, as well as the man's latest updates.

When she finished reading, the email was automatically destroyed, leaving only the red text on the screen: "Be careful!"

Now she completely understood what Chuck meant by what he just said.

That man was her husband, and he was also the dangerous man she had gone to great lengths to change her name in an attempt to escape.

They are all Canadian adults.

The news I just saw is that her dangerous husband is expanding his business. He is close to Chicago and will soon open up the market.

And what business?

As the name suggests, just look at their nationality.

Once he comes, with his power and the special nature of her work, it will be a matter of time before he encounters him, and there is no way to escape.

Kelinda stood in the gallery, her face changing for a long time, and then she reluctantly suppressed the idea of ​​​​running away immediately and prepared to plan the future. Then, she suddenly thought about what the scene just meant.

The question my best friend asked Chuck before, if the C in AC represents such a talented Chuck, then who is the A who can partner with C?

Now she seems to understand a little bit.

Texas.

Galveston County.

In front of a villa, a man and two women stood here waiting for something. They were a family of three.

The man is bald and has a kind face. He is the bald director of the IRS branch who showed kindness to Little Sheldon before, was then arrogantly slapped in the face by Little Sheldon, and finally used Chuck to teach Little Sheldon a good lesson.

Standing on his right was a tall, middle-aged woman who was taller than him, with an excited and nervous look on her face.

On his left is a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old. She has slight freckles on her face and lively and cunning eyes. She is wearing a red hoodie, which makes her even more pretty and cute.

"Hailey, wait until Chuck comes, please stop playing tricks on him."

The bald director caught his daughter's eyes and reminded helplessly: "He finally came here. Your mother is looking forward to it. Don't screw it up."

"I know, I know."

The girl Haili chuckled and said: "This is the interaction between us brother and sister. You, the director of the Internal Revenue Service, don't get involved. It's not enough to give orders at work. Why don't you forget it when you go home?"

"Why."

Facing his daughter's teasing, the bald director suddenly thought of the little Sheldon he met not long ago and George Cooper, who was making every effort to make fun of his weird son, and sighed deeply helplessly.

Children are so good that sometimes they are a burden.

"Hailey, you can't make trouble."

The husband's words also reminded the middle-aged woman, who reached out to hold her daughter's hand and warned: "Chuck is the older brother, and he..."

When she said this, she paused and tears fell down.

"Okay, you are severely autistic."

When the girl Haili saw her mother crying, she comforted her: "Well, to be more precise, it's Asperger's Syndrome. It's completely different from ordinary autistic patients. Look at him, isn't he doing well now?"

It’s pretty good.”

"Yes, Bran."

The bald director also quickly comforted him: "Chuck is very good now."

"That's because I'm not there."

Bran, a middle-aged woman, felt even sadder and blamed herself: "Because I didn't have the courage and patience to be a good mother, I gave up on him. God knows how much he suffered to become what he is now. It's all my fault."

"So, it's your fault too?"

Hailey, a girl, said dissatisfied: "If you didn't leave Chuck, how could you have met your father? If you hadn't met your father, how could you have me?"

"I didn't say that~"

The middle-aged woman cried.

Although the words were negative, the tone was completely different.

"..."

The girl Haili never expected that even this trick would be useless.

(End of chapter)