The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 449 Sherlock

Caroline's grandma died in the end. Although she had "nothing to do with" Ron, the little game that Caroline promised Ron did fail indefinitely.

So Ron is very angry these days, despite this, some people still take the initiative to touch him.

"Boss, I think you still believe a little too much in the words of your London collaborator. I have read the information of this Mr. Sherlock, and he may have been a good detective before, but now... you must not know what you did , you released a lunatic who despises the law!"

The DEA work experience made Hank hate drugs, even to the point of openly expressing his dissatisfaction with Ron.

"I know exactly what I'm doing, Mr. Hank, but you, you don't know what you're doing, Sherlock assures me that he will never touch that thing again."

"Oh my god, you actually believe what a drug addict says!" Hank waved his hands excitedly: "Don't you know that a drug addict is no longer a human being? He will do anything to get drugs, even if he wants to take a kiss with his own hands." It’s okay to kill Mom!”

"First of all, let's not talk about your politically incorrect words above. Now addicts are called drug addicts. Although I think this statement is completely self-defeating, I still want to be stronger, Sherlock. Unlike others, he just needs the thrill."

"All junkies are thrill seekers, boss."

"True, but the thrill he wants is different from others, and that thrill can be replaced by something else, and I assure you, that substitute will turn him on more than drugs."

"I wouldn't be surprised if your answer was OxyContin."

OxyContin, the prototype of Painkiller, is called Painkiller, and claims to help detoxification. In fact, it is just another form of drug, and its addiction is not weaker than that of drugs.

In fact, many people forget that methamphetamine was originally created to help people quit heroin, but later people discovered that this thing is better than heroin, especially because it has a special stimulating effect.

"No, I'm not talking about painkillers, remember your stinky Mr. Mouth in London?"

"Remember, what's the matter." Hank nodded. He has always respected the genius who was not on the scene and could reason things out with only Google maps and a few clues.

"The name of that foul-mouthed gentleman is Sherlock Holmes, does it sound familiar?"

"Impossible! How could the reasoning master in London be a drug addict?!" Hank felt like his idol collapsed, and he couldn't tell the truth. Sherlock or Ron arranged for him to be released on bail.

"Yes, of course he's not the one in London," Ron continued before Hank could heave a sigh of relief, "but he has an inextricable relationship with that one. A paper called "Elementary Deduction" that I want everyone to read, but no one has ever seen."

"Wait, I seem to have seen that." Smith raised his hand.

Ron nodded. "Yeah, you saw it, and said 'what kind of shit is that' and wrapped a hot dog in it."

"It's not my fault, that hot dog is really good." Mr. Smith said innocently.

"Wait! Boss, I don't understand. What does this have to do with drug addicts? Could it be that he can't continue taking drugs while he's a master of reasoning?"

"No, you don't understand people like them," Ron shook his head: "For paranoid people like them, there is nothing in the world that drives them crazy than reasoning. In front of them, they can not eat or drink for a few days, and concentrate on trying their best to solve the case.

And if there are no cases that match their brain power for a long time, they will get bored, believe me, there is nothing in the world worse than boring these genius minds, because they will have fun on their own, try Try to realize the real perfect crime.

For them, the satisfaction that reasoning can bring them is enough to make them so ecstatic that no drugs can be used, and vice versa, the same is true for perfect crimes. "

"This kind of person is really scary." Mrs. Smith leaned into her husband's arms in fear.

The corners of Ron's eyes twitched. Enough is enough. When you go out to collect taxes, you are the most violent. Now you are pretending to be a little woman in your husband's arms?

"You mean, he touched drugs because he was bored? I still can't accept this statement, I feel so sorry for the brothers who used to be in the DEA together, how can they touch that thing just because they are bored! "

Hank was emotional: "Don't they know that every penny they spend on drugs will turn into bullets and hit my brothers!"

"So, he's an asshole, but an asshole can also be used for assholes, that is, we can use his smart brain to help us reduce the murder rate in this city first, and it's election season soon, and the current mayor happens to be my friend, Sherlock is just in time to make a contribution."

"Also, if he really intends to be redeemed, he can save himself by the way, Hank, how is the escort I asked you to find for me?"

"I picked three with good reviews, and they're all here." Hank handed Ron a folder, all of which were women at Sherlock's request.

"This person doesn't look good. I'm sure that little pervert won't agree. This one looks very kind, but he's too honest. He must not be optimistic about our little genius. This one..."

Ron froze when he turned to the last photo.

"What? Is there something wrong with this person?" Hank asked nervously.

"No, it's nothing, Jon Watson." Ron glanced at the name, "It's just that she looks too similar to an agent I worked with before. If it wasn't for the wrong name and place of birth, I would have doubted her." They are my old friends, I really miss those angels."

"That's right, this girl does look like an angel." Andy nodded in agreement.

"No, I'm talking about that organization, a secret agent organization made up of girls. They call their agents angels. OK, I'll definitely have her, Hank, and tell her to report to Holmes' house tomorrow morning."

"Don't you need to choose again?" Hank asked worriedly.

"NO, it's her. I'm very optimistic about her. I believe that even if she doesn't fight like my old friend, it's still easy to deal with a British hooligan."

Ron made a decisive decision immediately: "Also, watch him closely. If you find any signs of him touching drugs again, send me to prison directly."

(End of this chapter)