Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"OK, let's separate here. I heard that the IMF team has been re-established because of this incident. I wish you good luck. If you can't survive, welcome to my special operations team. I will definitely get you a small one. Captain, do it."

At Los Angeles Airport, Ron and Ethan, who had returned to the United States, said goodbye.

Their actions were successful, but also failed. What was successful was that all the action plans were as planned by Ron, without any hindrance. Finally, they finally came to the person who could open the password of the USB red box.

Yes, the person who controls the password is not the British Prime Minister, but the head of the British intelligence service, Mycroft Holmes. In addition to his identity as the head of intelligence, he also has another identity, a member of the shadow cabinet.

The so-called democratically elected system is just a trick for the common people. No matter who is sitting in the position of Prime Minister, the people who really control Britain are always the twelve families of Knights of the Round Table that have been passed down since the time of King Arthur. Sherlock Holmes The family is also one of them.

Of course, what they control is not just as simple as Britain. In fact, the United States, which is of the same line as Britain, also has many of their people. Faced with such a huge force, even Ron is powerless for the moment and can only accept Mycroft's plan. The compromise plan only captured Ryan, the traitor to the Syndicate.

"Forget it, I'd better get used to staying at the IMF. There are my teammates there. Goodbye." Ethan shook his head and refused Ron's invitation. He turned to the handcuffed Ryan and pushed hard. Ryan walked outside: "Come on, bastard, don't try to play tricks in front of me!"

Coincidentally, when Ron returned to Los Angeles, Bernadette's due date happened to be arriving, so after Ron put down his luggage, he came to Howard's old house to meet everyone.

"It's such a pity that I was the last one to find out about the news that Bernadette is about to give birth to a baby. I heard that women who are about to give birth have a more violent temper. Can I do anything for her?"

Ron asked enthusiastically. When he was putting his luggage away, he happened to run into Howard who came to deliver something, but you walked over in Howard's car.

"That's right. Bernadette has indeed had a bad temper recently, but everyone has tried many methods. For example, Penny tried to take Bernadette to do yoga together, and Leonard tried to provide her with psychological counseling. Raj tried giving her a foot massage, but it didn’t help.”

"Can't you do a foot massage? This method is quite effective. When my sister gave birth, A-Gump massaged her. He said it felt good."

Ron asked doubtfully, Howard shook his head helplessly, and said with lingering fear: "It would have been good, if Raj hadn't compared Bernadette's ankles to bread, and if she wasn't pregnant now, she could have taken it Picking up a hammer and blowing Raj's head off, Bernadette hates her current appearance very much and misses her pre-pregnancy figure."

"The body before pregnancy?" Ron held up his chin and thought thoughtfully: "How about I call Hope over to chat with her?"

Hope is one of Ron's confidantes. She has an almost identical appearance to Bernadette. Even Howard thought Ron was cuckolding him when they met for the first time. If they hadn't called Bernadette, If Dete had called him over and explained it on the spot, Ron would have been unable to recover even after he had jumped into the Yellow River.

"Uh... Bernadette misses her previous figure, not the figure of a woman who looks the same as her and is more beautiful than her. You don't know that Penny came to teach Bernadette yoga the day before yesterday. At that time, I also ordered a bunch of fried chicken, French fries and other high-calorie foods for Penny. Women's jealousy is really unreasonable sometimes."

"Don't forget, you are talking about the mother of your child, but in this case, I do have a candidate to help Bernadette relieve her prenatal depression."

Howard's eyes lit up: "Who is it? Tell me quickly? As long as someone can help her ease her mood and stop her from always causing trouble for me, I will do anything!"

"Then call Sheldon and ask him to go over and comfort Bernadette."

"Sheldon?! Are you kidding me? It would be great if he doesn't make Bernadette angry." Howard couldn't help but raise his voice.

"No, because she knows Sheldon, she won't really be angry, but will be anxious to give birth to the baby quickly and get rid of Sheldon to a certain extent. Sheldon can induce labor."

Ron wasn't bragging. Sheldon's BUFF to induce labor had taken effect more than once. The first time was when Missy was giving birth. She was impatient with Sheldon's nagging beside her, so she gave birth three hours earlier than the doctor expected. Give birth to a child.

Even the pregnant woman who was casually chatting with Sheldon at the bus stop gave birth to her child two days early because of Sheldon's dislike.

Now, Bernadette's due date has arrived, and there is no risk of premature birth. Let Hilton give it a try, maybe it will work wonders.

The light in Howard's eyes became brighter and brighter. He parked the car on the side of the road and took out his mobile phone: "I'll call Sheldon now!"

Half an hour later, when Ron and the others arrived, Sheldon had already arrived. He had spread an unknown type of board game chessboard on the floor like a carpet, and he was doing calculations on the chessboard with a small notebook. She was very happy, but Bernadette sat aside with no love.

Howard walked over and gave his child's mother a big hug: "Honey, I was afraid that you would be bored at home, so I specially asked Sheldon to come and stay with you. How do you feel?"

, Bernadette rolled her eyes at Howard, lowered her head and said to her belly: "Please, be born soon, baby. If you are born now, if you are my mother, I can buy you a pony."

Sheldon noticed the visitor and showed a rare expression of surprise: "Oh, Ron is finally back."

"What a surprise. Did you miss me?" Ron was a little surprised. Although he and Sheldon were brothers, Sheldon's attitude towards him was not as good as that towards Leonard, and he always showed affection towards him. Despite his indifferent appearance, he was surprised to welcome him back, which was simply incredible.

Is it really what mom said? Does Sheldon really care about his family? Otherwise, he is crazy.

"Of course!" Sheldon nodded: "I was worried just now that this board game requires eight players, and there are only seven of us plus Raj. Now that you are back, we are finally together. This board game is called In the North African Campaign, you are the first to come back. Do you want to play the German army or the Allied army?"

Sheldon handed over a box of chess pieces, and Ron looked at the box speechlessly: "Well, I really thought too much. As expected of you, Sheldon, you haven't changed at all."

"Change, why should I change?" Sheldon asked strangely.

Ron and Howard looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. They were here anyway, and they each chose a chess piece to join the game. To be precise, they were only responsible for rolling the dice, and Sheldon was the only one. Responsible for all calculations and judgments, time passed bit by bit in boring games. One after another, all the friends gathered together. The cheerful atmosphere lasted until Amy came in and said carelessly:

"Bernadette, how is little Mac? How long will it take before we see him?"

"Mike?!" Howard was agitated and turned to glare at Bernadette: "You actually named our child behind my back?!"

"Amy!" Bernadette glared at Amy fiercely. Amy quickly shrank behind Sheldon. Seeing that his plan was revealed, Bona simply showed his cards and announced loudly: "What's the name of Mike?" Bad? It’s my dad’s name.”

"Wow~" The people eating melon on the side exclaimed.

"I don't want our child to be named after your father." Howard resisted with a guilty conscience. He thought he would be scolded by Bernadette. Bernadette has always had a strong personality, but unexpectedly, Bernadette Nadette unexpectedly changed her tone this time to a gentle and somewhat sad tone.

"I didn't want to say it, but my dad is passing away."

"Really?" Howard's attitude began to soften.

"Of course, one day! Look at his eating habits. Besides, everyone is bound to die. It's just a matter of sooner or later, right?" Bernadette said ruthlessly, and Howard became furious.

"But since it's our child's name, we should at least both agree on it, right? We made it together."

"Of course, I sacrificed my body to work while she was in bed for four months while she was pregnant, and soon he was going to break out of me, like the little guy in the commercial who broke through the wall, and you? Just out. A piece of DNA!”

Howard had nothing to do with Bernadette, so he could only turn to Ron for help.

Under Howard's pitiful eyes, Ron could only walk out helplessly: "If you really want to say that, then this child should be named after Howard's mother, after all, she really passed away.

I know you don't really want to name this child after your father. You're just angry that Howard can't do anything to help you during this time. Howard, this is your fault! Why don't you apologize quickly! "

"I'm sorry, honey, I was wrong." Seeing that Bernadette's attitude softened, Howard quickly apologized.

Bernadette "hummed" and turned her head. Howard secretly gave Ron a thumbs up and mouthed: "You still have a way, what should I do now?"

Ron didn't look at him and continued to say to Bernadette: "As a mother, you must want this child to have a nice name. Since everyone is here today, why don't we all discuss a name together? How about you pick one? favorite."

Bernadette turned her head back with some emotion. When Ron saw that there was a door, he quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Penny, do you have any ideas?"

"I've always thought Christian was a good name."

"I don't know, but when you hear this name, it gives people the feeling of being uncircumcised and non-Jewish." Before Bernadette could speak, Howard shook his head and rejected the answer.

"Okay, what about you? Raj, what do you think?"

At this time, Sheldon kept mumbling the name of a general in the board game, and Raj was bursting with inspiration: "How about calling me Paul?"

"Paul Vogowitz, that sounds pretty good." Bernadette gave a rare nod. This was the first name she agreed to tonight.

"It sounds as good as Kusapali~" Raj boasted proudly.

Bernadette shuddered: "Okay, now that you've ruined this name, is there another one?"

"Sheldon, Sheldon! We are discussing important things. Can you please pause the game for a while?" Ron called twice, and Sheldon raised his head and pouted unhappily:

"That's really disappointing. Have you chosen the baby's name? We can continue playing?"

"certainly."

"Okay, how about calling me Bixi Vogweijang? Bixi, a poem from Shelley, OK, settled, let's continue playing the game~" Sheldon said casually and lowered his head.

"This name you..." Ron turned around and was about to ask his biological parents for their opinion, but saw the two of them shaking their heads in unison. Halfway through the words, they immediately stopped: "Okay, next one, Leonard. Do you have any good suggestions?”

"Well, some people will name their children after places. For example, NBA star Kobe was named by his father when he was eating beef in Kobe, Japan. Kobe means Kobe."

It is true that many Americans are named this way, but the Howards are still dissatisfied: "But I can't name my child Pasadena, right?"

"Ah~ I think I'm starting to have contractions."

Doctor Bernadette cried out in pain, and Howard quickly helped her up with concern: "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital now."

After Howard finished speaking, he looked at Ron and was about to speak, but Ron had already waved to them: "It goes without saying, I know, I will keep an eye on Harley for you, right? You can just go ahead and leave this to me."

After Mr. and Mrs. Howard left and Ron returned to the room, Sheldon finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew~ They finally left. If I wait any longer, I don't know if I can hold it back. It will cost me my future child." Tell them your name."

"That's it. Sheldon actually thought about the name of our future child!" Amy was moved and came to Sheldon's side.

Ron said funnyly: "So your favorite name must be reserved for your child, right? Can I know what you plan to name your child?"

"Bruce Wayne, Barry Allen, Steve Rogers... our children will definitely be cool in the future." Sheldon counted the names of more than a dozen superheroes and said excitedly.

Ron shook his head: "I'm sure your first child will never be named any of these names, do you believe it or not?"

"No way!" Sheldon denied.

"Well, how about we make a bet? Everyone here is a witness." Ron smiled mysteriously, tore off a page from the notebook on the table, wrote a name, folded it and handed it to Sheldon: "I bet , your first child’s name must be this.”