The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 62 Math Scavenger Hunt
"What's your look?"

When Rachel saw her best friend suddenly looking at her with burning eyes, she suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Nothing, nothing."

Monica said so, but what she thought in her heart was: "Great, after the Thanksgiving dinner is over, when Ross and the others are gone, while Chuck is not paying attention, Rachel's symptoms will be aggravated." , that's not much worse than her not being here, maybe it's even better..."

Thinking of this, she subconsciously clenched her fists.

At this time, the door was pushed open.

Everyone looked over immediately, and then they couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Laugh, laugh."

Standing at the door was a handsome short guy of Italian origin named Joey, facing everyone's smiles, he complained helplessly.

There are seven sisters in his family and he is the only son. He was supposed to go back for Thanksgiving, but a few days ago, as a professional actor, he received a public service advertisement.

What's even more exaggerated is that this advertisement has been placed in conspicuous places throughout New York. His face is now closely connected with his heart disease, and it even spread to his family and was misunderstood by his family, so that he doesn't have to come back for the holidays, and he should recuperate first...

"Don't laugh! Don't laugh!"

Monica was also laughing, but after laughing for a while, she suddenly realized and shouted: "No one is allowed to mention this in front of Chuck later!"

"Will it work? Unless Chuck is blind to see the ads all over New York."

Chandler teased.

"..."

Joey's mouth twitched.

Monica's reaction was a bigger blow than his family's.

"Shall I go?"

Joey said angrily.

"Not so, not so..."

Monica was very tangled, but she didn't say anything to let Joey go.

It's okay to physically hurt a friend for a date, but she still can't do it to hurt their hearts.

dong dong dong.

dong dong dong.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

"he came!"

Monica immediately shouted nervously, looked around the apartment, and then stared and warned all the old friends one by one. Then she straightened her clothes, then walked over to open the door, showing the brightest smile: "Chuck, you coming."

"happy Thanksgiving."

Chuck handed over a set of scrolls.

"Is it Jackson Pollock's Freeform 1946?"

Monica took it happily.

"No."

Chuck shook his head.

"I'll see, I'll see!"

Rachel snatched the scroll, opened it, and saw a group of dogs sitting at the table playing poker, and couldn't help laughing: "What is this?"

no way.

She had heard from Monica that Chuck's artistic level was very high, and what he copied were all masterpieces of art by masters, but what she saw now was this slightly funny one, and the contrast was too great.

"This... I like it very much."

After seeing it, Monica smiled reluctantly.

What I gave to Professor Alicia Harper was a tall work like Freeform 1946, but what I gave her was a funny dog ​​playing cards. What does that mean?

"It's dogs playing poker."

Chuck said calmly, "A painting I like very much."

"Really?"

Monica was taken aback.

"Ah."

Chuck nodded: "Dogs themselves don't participate in gambling, so this painting looks very incongruous. I like incongruity. Many bars hang this painting. You used to like to play in the downstairs bar. I think you will like it. "

"I like it, I like it very much!"

Monica reacted and was overjoyed.

Before, she expected to get the same free form 1946, so that she could have what others have, but now that she thinks about it, this painting is better, not only grounded and interesting, she can appreciate it, but Chuck specially selected it for her situation One of my favorite works.

Wouldn't it be better than receiving the Freeform 1946 that I already have.

"Dogs, who doesn't like them."

Chandler joked: "And a special day like tonight is also very appropriate."

Monica understood the connotation, her face turned red, and she gave Chandler a hard look.

"Sorry, I remembered some shadows from my childhood."

Chandler shrugged to himself.

"..."

Monica was speechless, and could only pretend that she didn't understand the connotation. She put away the painting fondly, and asked Chuck to sit down.

"So, Chuck, what have you been up to lately?"

Best friend Rachel covered her face and smiled.

"Classes, work, treasure hunts."

Chuck said something casually, and his eyes fell on the wound on her face.

"Treasure hunt?"

Everyone was surprised: "Like in the movie, find a treasure map and look for it?"

"Give!"

Chuck took out a small bottle of ointment from his pocket and handed it to Phoebe: "Apply it on her wound and massage it, it will work wonders."

"really?"

Rachel was pleasantly surprised.

Although her injury was not serious, it was really painful for her who had never experienced it before. If she didn't have medical insurance, she would have gone to the hospital long ago.

"Ah."

Chuck nodded.

"You know us very well."

Phoebe took the ointment and smiled while applying the ointment to Rachel.

She is a flexible worker, and her main job is to help people massage.

"I can tell."

Chuck looked at her hand.

"Don't interrupt, let's talk about the treasure hunt."

Ross didn't like Rachel and the others looking at Chuck like this, and interrupted unhappy.

"Yeah, I'm also very interested in treasure hunting."

Chandler rubbed his hands, looking eager to try: "Do you still remember that after Ross was dumped by Carol, he said pitifully that he didn't want to be single and wanted to be a married man, but the next second Rachel came here wearing a wedding dress, Then did I make a wish?"

"Remember, you wave your hand and say you want $1 million."

Joey subconsciously spoke of the scene at the time, then widened his eyes, and pointed at Chandler with his fingers.

"That's right! That's what I thought!"

Chandler said funny: "Maybe this is my wish coming true."

"The bonus is indeed $100 million."

Chuck said.

"Look!"

Chandler was taken aback for a moment, then jumped up and shouted, "I knew it!"

"bonus?"

Rose noticed the problem: "Isn't it a treasure hunt? How could it be a bonus?"

"It's the math scavenger hunt."

Monica thought of something, and suddenly said, "Peggy also participated in that?"

"Ah."

Chuck nodded.

"Math scavenger hunt?"

Everyone exclaimed: "How to play? Can we participate?"

The bonus is as high as 100 million U.S. dollars, even if they know that maybe they can't do it, but just in case.

"It's a common breakout game in mathematics."

Seeing that everyone was curious, Chuck gave them popular science: "Each level is a math problem. After you solve it, you will get a coordinate or send the answer to the organizer, and then get clues to the next level, and proceed step by step. , those who pass the customs can get bonus rewards provided by the organizer."

"Who is the organizer? So generous?"

Rachel is very interested in money now, and her eyes are bright: "And you mathematicians often play this kind of game? Are you mathematicians so rich?"

"There are many organizers, such as the Cray Mathematical Institute, CAML (Center for Applied Mathematical Logic), and many anonymous organizers."

Chuck said: "General bonus amounts are not bad."

"Is the 1 million bonus just nice?"

Ross was dumbfounded.

Chuck gave him a knowing look.

Ross: "..."

(End of this chapter)