Daily life of an American TV drama agent

And just when Ron completed another achievement of Sheldon's embarrassment and synchronized the commemorative photo to a Twitter group called "Loving Family", he received a lot of praise.

Becca, who has been renamed Dana, is quietly approaching her new colleague, the seemingly taciturn accountant. By the way, the members of the Twitter group that Ron is in include George Sr., George Jr., Missy, and Veronie. Ka, Forrest Gump and Ron's grandmother, except Ms. Mary.

This is why Ron dared to put embarrassing photos of Sheldon into the group.

"Hey~ How can I make the iron thermos cup look like that?" High-end hunters often appear in the form of prey. Dana asked, pointing to the dented thermos cup next to the accountant.

"It's just old." But her prey didn't seem to want to talk much, so she changed the subject: "Why did you choose the job of financial accounting?"

"The Department of Labor notes that this is one of the most rewarding occupations for growth."

"Understood." Dana said, taking the initiative to come over with lunch: "I like the balance of this industry very much. I like to find things that are not so eye-catching, plus my father is also an accountant."

In the next ten minutes, Dana tried her best to find an interesting common topic, but every time she was blocked by the new accountant, like a martial arts master who saw the damage and dismantled the moves, let Dana Like a dog biting a hedgehog, it is hard to bite.

But what she didn't know was that what she saw was just the surface. In fact, the seemingly aloof accountant had also secretly developed a crush on her. At the same time, Ron's men had also made some progress.

"BOSS, I have a file here, maybe you will be interested." As soon as Ron returned to the office, Hank followed him in happily holding a file bag.

"I don't have that much time to read the stinky and long files. Why don't you tell me what you found."

"I found the same face in the surveillance footage in the New York Police Department database. I am absolutely sure that they are the same person!"

"It's actually New York. It's interesting. Who is his client this time? Does Thanos' vanguard army that came to Earth to destroy also need an accountant to balance their accounts before they can go back to pay Thanos?" Ron took a sip casually. The wolfberry water in the thermos cup asked with interest.

"No, he didn't serve any customers this time, he just went out to kill people. I think he went to get revenge, because in the recording left at the scene, he was also heard mentioning another person's name..."

"Stop, Hank, I'm not interested in his past. All I want to know now is how good he is?" Ron interrupted Hank's eloquent story: "Just now you said that he specializes in killing people, please. Continue from here.”

"Okay, boss," Hank nodded: "He used the steak knife stolen from the Italian restaurant to kill two gangsters. His movements were clean and neat. Then he walked into the gangster's lair and killed seven people in one go. It’s their own weapon.”

Hank connected the USB flash drive to Ron's office computer and showed the photos of the scene one by one. There’s even a video of the fight at the end: “Look, shot in the head, shot in the head… Still shot in the head!”

Ron's eyes widened, this fighting ability is really amazing! Are you sure this is really just an accountant?

Ron could do it by killing seven by himself, but it would be a bit difficult for Ron to kill seven people with a gun, or in other words, it would be difficult for everyone.

Because in street fighting, encountering the enemy often takes place in an instant. In this instant, whoever shoots first will generally win, so the fastest shooting speed is pursued.

For example, Ron, even though he keeps his pistol in his holster, with the bonus of his skills, he is confident that he can draw the gun faster than anyone with a gun in his hand.

Of course, in addition to the extremely accurate shooting skills, there is another possibility, that is, the murderer has super obsessive-compulsive disorder that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, just like Ron's own brother Sheldon.

Whether at home, in a movie theater, or anywhere else, you must sit in a fixed so-called best position and live strictly according to your own schedule every day.

Thinking of this, Ron asked thoughtfully: "I remember you just said there was a live recording, right?"

"Yes, he is here." Han Le opened the recording file.

In the audio file, there were the sounds of fists hitting the body, the sound of something hard hitting the human body, and a muttering of unknown meaning.

"Born on Monday, baptized on Tuesday, married on Wednesday, Solomon Grundy..."

"Do you know what this means?" Ron's mouth curled up with a proud smile, and he deliberately amplified the sound and played it again.

"It sounds like a children's song?" Hank said uncertainly: "But does it have any special meaning? Although I am also confused as to why children's songs should be recited at the murder scene, it seems to have nothing special to do with this case. ?”

"No, this is the most important clue." Ron played the children's song again: "Listen carefully, this children's song has been repeated four and a half times, but the pitch, span, beat, volume and pronunciation of each sentence are completely different. What does that mean, my dear Hank?"

"Does this mean this person has a mental illness?" Hank's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Yes, combined with the clues from the previous crime scene that every deceased person was shot in the head, I can make a preliminary judgment that this person has the ultimate obsessive-compulsive disorder. Perhaps he is the kind of person who would rather take a bullet than to take the bullet. That high level of compulsion to hit the other guy right in the middle of the head.”

Ron put his chin in his hands and pronounced the final verdict. At this moment, his office door was pushed open again.

"Boss, I found that guy!" The person who came in this time was Andy: "You will never believe it. He is now in Los Angeles, in this accounting firm called zzz."

Andy also took a photo. In the photo, in a row of shops, the shop with the signboard Zzz Office is lined up in the middle of these shops. It looks very inconspicuous.

"Well done, what is the name of our mysterious accountant now?"

"Chris Wolf, the name of an astronomical mathematician," Andy said with an intriguing smile on his face: "The more interesting thing is that he is now providing accounting services to Life Robot Company, and we are investigating this company. I seriously suspect that they are injecting water into the financial statements through some accounting means to create false profits to push up the stock price."