The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 110 Dr. Wolf, let's talk about the fact that you are a serial killer
"Get dressed first."

Detective Amy Santiago once again felt the strong evil taste of Chuck's (paralyzed) face, and said to the tall young man and the small girl who were wrapped in sheets and hugged each other with the cutest height difference.

After finishing speaking, she closed the door politely, looked at Chuck, she didn't know what to say: "Dr. Wolf, you..."

"what happened?"

Chuck looked at her calmly.

"It's nothing."

Detective Amy Santiago knew that no matter what he said, it would not only be useless in the end, but would probably make him angry, so he shook his head wisely and whispered: "They seem to be fine."

Chuck looked at her in surprise.

"what happened?"

Detective Amy Santiago felt uncomfortable being stared at by Chuck, so he had to ask Chuck the question just now.

"Your acceptance scale can be so fancy."

Chuck said frankly, "It's a pity."

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago suddenly thought of the scene where Chuck asked Detective Annoyance for confirmation. She didn't want to talk about this topic at all, but this time she couldn't bear it anymore: "Why did I play so wastefully?"

"Didn't you see it?"

Chuck motioned toward Ted's dorm.

"...you want to go there!"

Amy Santiago thought that she had followed Chuck's train of thought, and said angrily, "This is a university dormitory, and college students generally don't have much money to rent a room, so save as much as you can... This is a compromise that can't be helped, haven't you seen it?" Go to the other one and dress well, it's not what you think at all!"

She secretly checked Chuck's file, and knew that Chuck went to college at the age of 15. With such a young age and such a weird temperament, he probably never experienced the life of a normal college student.

"You know what I'm thinking?"

Chuck asked back.

Detective Amy Santiago was about to speak when the door opened, and the three stood there neatly, looking at them awkwardly and nervously.

"NYPD!"

Detective Amy San Diego flashed his police badge and walked in, looking at the three of them: "This is Dr. Chuck Wolfe, a consultant in the bureau..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly found that Chuck was not moving, so she couldn't help but tilt her head to signal Chuck to come in together: "We talk inside."

"I don't think so."

Chuck shook his head.

"why?"

Detective Amy Santiago was puzzled.

"surf."

Chuck was succinct.

Everyone was instantly embarrassed.

Compared with Detective Amy Santiago, who did not realize the word "sea" for a while and guessed it afterwards with his detective skills, the tall young man and the small girl involved, as well as the tormented brother Ted, almost I understand in seconds.

"Oh, that's just too embarrassing."

The little girl blushed and lowered her head and muttered softly, but she kept glancing at the dashing and heroic Detective Amy Santiago from the corner of her eye.

The tall young man stroked the back of his head and smiled honestly.

Ok.

Although he couldn't smell anything special, he was quite proud of it.

"You're Ted Mosby, aren't you?"

Detective Amy Santiago took a deep breath, thinking she was still on her own.

"Correct."

Ted nodded, anxious: "What's the matter, officer?"

Detective Amy Santiago tells the story.

"Oh, my god!"

Ted was stunned.

It never occurred to him that his professor turned out to be a serial killer, and he was planning to kill when he called him.

Detective Amy Santiago questioned for a while, but found no problems, so he looked at Chuck: "Dr. Wolf, do you have anything to say?"

"Ah."

Chuck nodded, looking at Ted, the still young male protagonist in "Looking for Mom" ​​in his previous life memory, and said seriously: "Stay away from weird people, especially if you meet someone who strikes up a conversation in the toilet, you will never Know what kind of pervert he is."

"it is good."

Ted was inexplicable, but nodded in agreement.

After the professor came out, he has a deeper understanding of this world. It is really scary, and he should stay away from weird people.

"One last question, tell Dr. Wolf that you are not..."

Detective Amy Santiago finally spoke out and asked Ted to tell Chuck that the horrible things he imagined did not happen in the dormitory.

Chuck and the others left.

"My God, this is just horrible."

The little girl sat on the bed in a daze.

"Yes."

The thick and honest young man nodded, walked over and sat beside her and hugged her to comfort her: "But Lily, don't worry, I will protect you!"

"really?"

The little girl Lily looked up at her boyfriend, her eyes sparkled, and when the boyfriend nodded heavily, her devilish eyes suddenly became misty, and she bit her lip and murmured: "Matthew, you are so kind .”

"..."

Ted, who was really shocked and frightened, was shocked again when he looked at the couple who had no one else around them and their eyes gradually became hot. There are actually such sticky couples in this world. Is this the so-called true love?
outside the dormitory.

"Did you hear that?"

Detective Amy Santiago saw that Chuck didn't respond to Ted's answer, and couldn't help reminding: "It's not what you imagined at all."

"That's what I think it is."

Chuck said calmly.

"Is that what you think it is?"

Detective Amy Santiago was dumbfounded: "Then you were still like that before, and you said that you played so flamboyantly on a scale that I can accept..."

As she was talking, she seemed to understand something, stared at Chuck's back with dumbfounded eyes, and cursed with a blushing face, "Who are we playing with?"

"I don't think it's normal, but you think it's normal."

Chuck stopped and turned to correct.

"..."

Detective Amy Santiago froze.

Due to the circumstances, she thought it was normal, but that was completely different from the strange experiment that Chuck was going to design with her as a prototype!
The thought of her being Little Lily and Freddie being Ted never felt normal again.

Just met Chuck's serious eyes, and she was at a loss for words and didn't know how to explain the difference between the day and the earth, the sun and the moon, whether intentional or unintentional.

In the end, I could only get into the car depressed.

Chuck's cell phone rang, he opened it, and said, "Here's news, his name is John Douglas, he was very smart since he was a child, but he was admitted to the juvenile detention center without any accidents, and his roommate was beaten by older men while he was there." The child of the murderer was killed, and in the next six months, all three perpetrators died."

"This John Douglas did it?"

Amy Santiago saw that he was doing business, so he didn't care to be sullen, and asked: "Also, why is there no accident when you enter the juvenile detention center because you are smart since you were young?"

"Didn't you see the sketch I drew?"

Chuck glanced at her: "The juvenile detention center couldn't prove that he did it, so he was transferred to another juvenile detention center. The death incident was over and he was released at the age of 18. After that, there was no news of him. It should be Changed name and surname."

Detective Amy Santiago was silent.

She also realized at this time that this John Douglas is African-American, and whether it is in the United States or the United Kingdom, in order to strengthen the growing prison service industry, very productive African-Americans are systematically sent to prisons, and the proportion is higher than that of whites. several times.

"Then how to find him?"

"It has been found."

Chuck gave her an address: "He registered under the name of the roommate who was killed before."

"It seems that this roommate is really different to him."

Detective Amy Santiago started the car and drove to the hotel where John Douglas was staying.

"To commemorate my roommate in this way is a bit too mortal."

Chuck shook his head.

The mortal Han Paopao in the Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals can use it like this because the message transmission is not so convenient at all, and the corpses are destroyed at every turn. Many messages cannot exist and leave traces, so Han Paopao often uses friends' The name is a pseudonym.

And this is the world of American dramas, where technology is already quite developed, there are traces of existence, and it is difficult to completely erase the traces.

It seems that this John Douglas is not really a big boss, because he may be very smart and talented, but his intelligence is still only at the mortal level, and he cannot support an organization of this level.

"Do you need to call for backup?"

Detective Amy Santiago was not as calm as Chuck. When she thought that she was facing a very terrifying organization leader, she became nervous and followed the professional code immediately.

"Need not."

Chuck shook his head: "I don't want to wait for him to walk for an hour, but I can't even get in the door."

"..."

Detective Amy San Diego took a look at Chuck, and she seriously doubted what Chuck was up to.

Yes!
They NYPD sometimes gather superior forces first for safety, to encircle and not attack, but that is not for safety.

NYPD's life is also life!
If all goes well and everyone lets them do their jobs, the process can be a lot faster.

Moreover, Chuck is a consultant in their bureau, not a crowd of onlookers who don't know the situation or a related party who is too excited and loses his senses. He can enter whenever he wants.

Seeing Chuck's paralyzed expression, she suddenly thought that "I am a Texan" that Chuck used to explain the problem might not be occupational discrimination but regional discrimination!

Are Texans really that amazing?

She really can't believe it!

to the hotel.

With the NYPD badge leading the way, Detectives Chuck and Amy Santiago knock on the door of an upscale suite.

"Please come in."

A thick male voice came from the room.

Amy Santiago drew her pistol, made a tactical gesture at Chuck, and pushed open the door.

In the room, a tall bald-headed African-American man in a suit and leather shoes stood there, unmoved by the two men who entered with guns, and smiled calmly from successful people: "Detective San Diego, there is no danger here, you can put down the gun .”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for her to respond, she shifted her gaze to Chuck: "Dr. Wolf, we finally meet. I have to say, you are beyond my expectations."

"You know we're coming?"

Detective Amy Santiago kept scanning the room for possible dangers, and asked vigilantly, "And you admit that you arranged the killer?"

"There's nothing to deny and that's not the most important thing right now."

The tall, bald-headed African-American man smiled and said, "The most interesting topic we should talk about now is the fact that Dr. Wolfe is a serial killer."

Detective Amy Santiago: "..."

(End of this chapter)