The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 65 The Geniuses of Chuck's Contemporaries

"Using this kind of checkbook."

When Rachel saw the dinosaur-patterned checkbook, she couldn't help but sneered, "How old are you? 8 years old?"

"Are all 8-year-olds going to see Jurassic Park?"

Rose retorted: "Dinosaurs are so cute, all ages love it!"

"Do you want to add more?"

Chuck reminded.

"I'll add!"

Seeing Chuck's expression, Ross became more angry, gritted his teeth, and wrote another number on the dinosaur checkbook: "I'm $50 older than you!"

"cut!"

Rachel hissed suddenly.

Looking at Ross's appearance just now, I thought he would add a lot, but after gritting his teeth for a while, he was so cautious and not bold at all.

Ross doesn't see Rachel.

Just kidding, his money didn't come from a strong wind. Even if he feels that he will win this time, what if?
For the sake of insurance, stability is the top priority!
"I'll tell you $50."

Chuck took out a $1 cash card from his pocket and put it on the gaming table: "Draw the cards."

"I have 45678 straight flush!"

Ross swept the crowd around, then threw the cards on the table, and said with a proud smile, "I'm sure I'll win!"

"Oh!"

Rachel and Phoebe let out an instant groan.

A straight flush is already the highest card, unless Chuck also has a straight flush, and the number is higher than Rose.

The probability of this is too low.

Not to mention that Chuck didn't check his cards the entire time.

"Don't worry!"

Chuck stopped Rose's action to throw away all the chips, and revealed his own cards: "56789 Straight Flush!"

"impossible!"

Rose stayed there for a while, and then shouted: "You cheat!"

"Hey, hey! There are so many eyes watching, how could Chuck cheat!"

Rachel shouted dissatisfied: "If you lose, you lose, don't afford it!"

"I have proof!"

Ross said excitedly: "He didn't look at the cards at all, but he directly reported what his cards were before revealing the cards. This is evidence of cheating!"

Rachel and the others were taken aback for a moment, and looked at Chuck with some doubts.

"I have a pretty good memory."

Chuck said calmly, "I know all of your cards."

"You really know? How on earth did you do it?"

Everyone was stunned when Chuck reported everyone's hole cards.

"I just said, he must have cheated!"

Ross was smug.

"Didn't you hear? I said I have a good memory."

Chuck glanced at him: "No matter how you shuffle the cards, I can remember them, so I don't even need to look at them to know everyone's cards."

"Stop talking! I don't believe it!"

Ross sneered: "No one can be that good!"

"You'll know if you try it."

Chandler took the remaining cards on the table, shuffled them again and again, then randomly drew five cards, and asked, "What card is this?"

"Two Aces, one 2, one 5, one 8."

Chuck reported it casually.

"Look quickly, right!"

Rachel urged.

"hiss."

After Chandler opened it, everyone gasped.

"Impossible, impossible."

Rose couldn't accept this result at all.

Relying on memory to remember all the cards is not considered cheating anywhere. Maybe the casino in Las Vegas will be banned, but it is not cheating.

Because playing cards is a test of memory, and memory is also good or bad, resulting in good or bad card playing skills, so that you can win or lose. You can’t force others to use their memory just because they have a good memory, or force them to lower their memory so that they can be with you. At the same level.

This is not to say that when children go to school, they can pass the law to forcibly request that they are not allowed to study hard, and everyone can lie down happily together.

"Do you want to be a repeater or choose to continue?"

Chuck asked.

"...how on earth did you do it?"

How could Rose dare to continue, the hole cards were clearly known, and he couldn't bluff at all, and the opponent's face was paralyzed, no matter what cards he held, he couldn't see any expression at all, how could he play this.

"I said I have a pretty good memory."

Chuck looked at him.

"Is this called a good memory?"

Ross complained indignantly: "You are too blunt in your pretense."

"What do you think of your eating and drinking skills?"

Chuck asked back.

"Are you trying to say that this kind of memory is as simple as eating and drinking?"

Ross sneered: "Is there anyone else who can do what you do?"

"Peggy Swanson, Sheldon Cooper, Spencer Reed, Sherlock Holmes, Charles Magnussen, Patrick Jane, Lexi Gray, Mike Ross, Zack Eddy, Sean Bates, Martha Master..."

Chuck started calling names.

"..."

Ross was dumbfounded.

Not to mention him, even the other people who were watching were shocked.

"Holy shit! There are so many people with super memory in history?"

Joey said enviously: "If only I had this ability, then memorizing lines will not be any hindrance."

"It's not historical, it's people who exist now."

Chuck corrected, looked at Rose, and repeated the question: "What do you think of your eating and drinking skills?"

Ross was speechless.

If I know so many people who have the same skills as myself, I may really take this skill as a normal thing.

Just what the hell is going on in this world?
How could there be so many heaven-defying geniuses appearing in batches, the talent of photographic memory is so bad!
This makes them ordinary doctors how to mess around.

Ross is very wronged and desperate at this moment.

"Patrick Jane, isn't that the handsome psychic who is often on TV?"

Phoebe's focus is different: "He also has this kind of memory? Doesn't he rely on psychics?"

"There's no such thing as a psychic."

Chuck shook his head: "At least not in this world, he relies on memory and observation to deduce, as long as he is good enough, with some acting skills, the external performance is like a psychic."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Rose: "Or cheating."

"...How do you know there is no such thing as psychic?"

Ross was unconvinced.

At this moment, it doesn't matter if science is unscientific, because Chuck's appearance and the other party's dish names reported so many talented geniuses, which made him feel that the whole world is very unscientific.

"You must know him personally, don't you?"

Rachel gossiped.

"Ah."

Chuck nodded: "I have dealt with you."

Seeing that they still wanted to ask questions, he took back his 200 dollars from the poker table, then pointed to the rest and said to them: "Ladies, please go your own way."

"This is for us?"

When Rachel and the others saw it, they immediately screamed and reached for the check and money.

"Ross, you're right, the dinosaur check is so pretty!"

Rachel held Ross's check, dangling it in front of Ross while saying things that made Ross uncomfortable.

"yeah."

At this time, a discordant voice sounded, and everyone looked around but saw Chandler reaching out to take money from the card table.

Seeing everyone looking over, he shrugged his shoulders and said mockingly, "Sorry, I got it wrong, I thought it included me."

(End of this chapter)