The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 9 Family and Sister

"My name is Kalinda."

Kalinda forced herself to be calm.

"Okay, Kalinda."

Chuck nodded.

Seeing that Chuck didn't say "Okay, Lena", Kailinda relaxed her tense body a little, and tried slightly mockingly: "You also got 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?"

"..."

Kailinda was silent.

She is used to investigating others, rather than being investigated by others.

Reminiscent of what Chuck said just now that "people will beautify their past intentionally or unintentionally", she really felt inexplicably harsh.

is connoted again.

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

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

It now appears that, for the truly terrible, it was all mere self-delusion.

That's right!

She was sure now that Chuck was a horrible person.

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

She already regretted that she insisted on asking for clarification.

Damn curiosity!

Damn competitive!

If it wasn't for the resentment that Chuck's job is much easier than her and the salary is much higher than hers, if it wasn't for curiosity about whether Chuck failed to be unprofessional on purpose, he wouldn't be in such confusion now.

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

Chuck turned sideways to Kailinda, paused, and extended his hand to her: "You are an excellent investigator, and I look forward to working with you again in the future."

"Thank you."

Kailinda was taken aback, and looked at Chuck for a few seconds, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out her hand to shake back.

Chuck let go, and calmly took out a small bottle of portable hand sanitizer from his handbag, ignoring Kailinda's expression, poured the hand sanitizer into the right hand that was shaking her hand, and began to wash it seriously.

Kailinda's complexion was ugly at first, then when she thought of something, her complexion suddenly turned cloudy, and finally she smiled helplessly.

She understood what Chuck meant.

Chuck, who is autistic, compulsive and obsessed with cleanliness, is willing to shake hands with her, which is a proper signal of goodwill.

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

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

But that's fine too, as a person with a past that can't be revealed in broad daylight, facing someone who knows everything about it, and a genius with such a powerful ability, is she so stupid to refuse if she doesn't accept it readily?
And not everyone can get this kind of treatment, she is an excellent investigator in Chuck's mouth.

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

After walking a few steps, the phone vibrated slightly. Chuck picked up the phone and put it away, then turned to look at Kailinda: "A kind reminder, Chicago is too far away from the other side of the ocean, and too close to Canada, so be careful." .”

After speaking, he turned and left.

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

It was an intimate photo of her with a man, and the man's latest developments.

After she read it, the email was automatically destroyed, leaving only the screen full of red letters: "Be careful!"

Now she fully understands what Chuck said just now.

That man was her husband, and he was also a dangerous person she tried to escape by changing her name and surname.

They are all Cannabis adults.

The movement I had just seen was that her dangerous husband was expanding his business, was approaching Chicago, and would soon come to open up the market.

And what business?
As the name suggests, just look at their nationality.

Once he came over, with his influence and the particularity of her work, it would be a matter of time before she met her, and she couldn't avoid it.

Kailinda stood in the gallery, her face changing for a long time, and then she reluctantly suppressed the idea of ​​running away immediately, and was ready to plan her way ahead. In a flash, she thought about what the scene just now 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 are standing here waiting for something. This is a family of three.

The man was bald and had a kind face. He was the bald head of the IRS branch who had shown 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 expression on her face.

And on his left is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with slightly freckles on her face and sly eyes. She is wearing a red hoodie, making her even more pretty and lovely.

"Haley, when Chuck comes, don't play tricks on him."

The bald director looked into his daughter's eyes and reminded helplessly, "He finally came here. Your mother is looking forward to it. Don't mess it up."

"I know, I know."

The girl Haili chuckled and said, "This is the interaction between our brothers and sisters. You, the head of the Internal Revenue Service, don't get involved. It's not enough to give orders at work, and you don't forget when you go home?"

"Hey."

Facing his daughter's jokes, the bald director suddenly thought of the little Sheldon he met not long ago, and George Cooper who laughed with him in every possible way for his wonderful son, and sighed helplessly.

Children are too good, sometimes it is really a burden.

"Hailey, don't make trouble."

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

Having said this, she paused, tears streaming down her face.

"Okay, severe autism."

The girl Haili saw her mother crying, and comforted her: "Well, it's actually Asperger's Syndrome, which is completely different from ordinary autistic patients. See if he's doing well now. Pretty good."

"Yes, Bran."

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

"That's because there is no me."

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

"So it's your fault, too?"

The girl Hai Li was dissatisfied: "If you don't leave Chuck, how could you meet your father? If you didn't meet your father, how could you have me?"

"I didn't say that~"

The middle-aged woman cried and said.

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

"..."

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

(End of this chapter)