The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 23 Only one person
boom!
boom!
boom!
What responded to him was a series of gunshots.

Monica snatched the binoculars from the stunned Mr. Miller, looked over, and saw three balls of white powder blooming in the air, then she moved the binoculars to look at Chuck lying there, through the binoculars she could see more clearly See Chuck's appearance.

Focus!

Violence!

Handsome!

Oops!

Monica, who is easily attracted to bad men and often calls herself a 'bad woman Monana', screams in her heart.

In her eyes, Jean-Claude Van Damme is a handsome and tough guy, not to mention Chuck, whose appearance is still higher than that of Jean-Claude Van Damme. Monica's heartbeat is like the gunshot from a heavy gun just now, and this Barre The special heavy sniper is a semi-automatic weapon that can snipe continuously.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Another continuous gunshot.

"Is it all? Is it all?"

Mr. Miller set up an awning with his hands and tried his best to look into the distance. He yelled at Monica who was holding a telescope. Seeing that Monica stood there motionless and did not answer, he snatched his telescope back impatiently. looked over.

In sight, only the remaining white powder drifted in the wind.

"Oh, God."

Mr. Miller marveled.

After finishing this wave, Chuck felt completely comfortable. He got up and put away Barrett's heavy gun, and nodded to the few people in the house.

"Son, how did you do it?"

Mr. Miller walked over quickly and asked excitedly.

If he has such a powerful marksmanship that explodes, then he can blow it up when he sees the old guys in the future.

"I'm good at math."

Chuck said casually.

"...what does this have to do with mathematics?"

Mr. Miller was puzzled.

"The trajectory of the bullet is nothing more than linear motion and free fall motion, as long as it is corrected in combination with the influence of external factors such as wind speed, humidity, and pressure."

Chuck explained: "The trajectory of the bullet is knowable and controllable."

"It's not as simple as it is said."

Mr. Miller was speechless: "I have seen sharpshooters, and they also mentioned this, but even they all take a notebook to write down these things and then calculate them, but you don't have any at all, let alone you still shoot continuously Moving target!"

"So I'm good at math."

Chuck is again reminded of the truth of the matter.

"..."

Mr. Miller was speechless.

As a farmer who can't even figure out how to pay taxes, I really don't know whether to believe this statement.

Is it really that good at mathematics?

"Can you do it?"

Monica's eyes lit up, and she stabbed Rose habitually.

"Who knows if he is lucky."

Dr. Ross Geller, a paleontologist at Columbia University, dared not answer at all, only dared to mutter in a low voice.

"This is Monica and her brother Rose."

Seeing Chuck looking at Monica, Mrs. Miller introduced with a smile: "They called yesterday and said they would come to see the dog that was sent to the family when they were young."

"Hi."

Monica waved to Chuck nervously.

"Dr. Ross Geller."

Rose held his head up and held out his hand to Chuck.

He is also a Ph. D., he is not weaker than others in his life!

Chuck looked at his outstretched hand, but didn't shake it back, just nodded: "Dr. Chuck Wolfe!"

"I'm Monica."

Regardless of Ross's dark and long face, Monica introduced herself shyly.

"Hello, Monica."

Chuck looked at this youthful and familiar face, and the plot of the American TV show Friends he had watched in his previous life flashed in his mind, and he took the initiative to extend his hand to Monica: "Just call me Chuck."

"Hello, Chuck."

Monica was flattered and put her little hand into Chuck's big one, her face full of joy.

"Hey! You're very rude, you know that?"

Seeing that Chuck treated him differently, Ross couldn't help it immediately, and yelled.

"I do not think so."

Chuck said calmly.

"I'm also a doctor. I took the initiative to shake hands with you. Why did you ignore me and take the initiative to shake hands with my sister instead?"

Ross said with a cold face: "Isn't this impolite?"

"She's clean."

Chuck frowned and looked at Rose, the male protagonist who had never had a good impression of Friends in his previous life.

"What's the meaning?!"

Ross frowned and said, "Where am I not clean?"

"The diamond ring on your right ring finger is gone. According to the traces, it has only been removed for a few months, which means that you have been divorced for more than a few months. There are no traces of frequent removal and re-wearing, which means that you are not a libertine."

When Chuck saw that he took the initiative to ask, he stopped giving him face and expressed his thoughts frankly: "Plus, on Sunday, you took your sister to take the initiative to find the dog who had obviously died when you were a child, which means you have no date. And in a state of being single with no goals, otherwise it wouldn't be so boring.

The palm of your left hand is whiter than that of your right hand, and the fragrance is stronger, indicating that you have washed your left hand very hard.

A divorced man who has been single for more than a few months and has never had a partner is so boring that he often washes his left hand vigorously with soap. No matter which hand he stretches out, even if there is no problem after being irradiated with ultraviolet light, I still don’t want to shake hands with him . "

"Ouch!"

Monica stayed away from her brother with a look of disgust.

"He is talking nonsense!"

Rose blushed: "It's not what he said at all!"

"But you did divorce Carol for a few months."

Monica has completely believed what Chuck said, and said: "You really don't have a date now, you used to like to read Wonder Woman comics, by the way, I heard Joey and the others say a few days ago that I ran into you in He hides in the audio-visual store and dares not meet people."

"that's not me!"

Ross felt like he was going crazy.

He regretted it terribly.

Why did you have to worry about that problem just now? If you don't shake hands, don't shake hands. What's the big deal? My sister Monica has a cleanliness habit. Isn't it normal that she is cleaner than him!

"Give you!"

Chuck ignored Rose, whose face turned blue and red, walked to his pickup truck, took out a spare hand sanitizer and handed it to Monica.

"Thank you."

Monica smiled and thanked her.

So handsome, so violent and so clean, it fits her aesthetic perfectly.

"I'll clean all the places Rose touched a few times later."

"..."

The corners of Rose's mouth twitched, staring at his own sister bitterly.

It's okay for outsiders to say so, and her own sister followed suit.

It's a pity that Monica's eyes are all on Chuck, and she doesn't look at him at all.

Chuck nodded in approval, put Barrett back on the pickup truck, and was about to leave.

Although Monica was his favorite character in American dramas in his previous life, she was pretty and smooth, with good looks and a good figure, but it was still impossible for him to take the initiative to contact her.

After all, Monica is not to the point where he can't help but want to get closer, overwhelmed by severe autism.

So far, there is only one Professor Alicia Harper.

This is the result of the fusion of his own main consciousness and his predecessor, and comprehensive aesthetics. Unless he condenses a large amount of water of life to make up for this physiological defect in the future, it will be out of his control just like this severe autistic physical defect.

(End of this chapter)