The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 562

"Whatever me?" Beka couldn't complain, and muttered, "I became an accountant because I don't know how to do anything. Otherwise, if I had other choices, I wouldn't follow my father's old path..."

Before she could finish speaking, she felt terrified, and by the time she realized it, there was already an extra knife in her hand, and the tip of the knife was only [-]mm away from her.

"What are you doing?" Becca screamed in fear.

"You think you can't do anything, but in fact your talent is far beyond your imagination." Chuck was calm, as if the flying knife that flew past Beca's face without any warning was not thrown by him.

"What talent? The talent that was killed by you?" Beka looked at the flying knife in his hand and said frantically, "Where did you get the flying knife?"

"As a detective, it's normal for me to have a throwing knife on me, right?" Chuck said solemnly, "As for talent, think about it carefully."

"There is a connection between the detective and the flying knife?" Becca complained frantically, but under Chuck's expressionless and calm eyes, he temporarily suppressed the mania after the adrenaline soared, and watched the flying knife in his hand fall into the trap. recalled.

How did she catch this throwing knife?
The memory of that moment, when she recalled it hard, played back more and more slowly, but more and more clearly.

Chuck took out a throwing knife from his bag without warning, and threw it at her who knew nothing.

The flying knife came straight towards her face. At that moment, her heart beat violently, and everything around her seemed to slow down.

When the flying knife was about to stab her, she reached out and grasped the handle of the knife precisely, and held the flying knife that was about to wipe her face tightly and stopped moving.

"How could this happen?" Beca muttered in a daze as she recalled the slow-motion scene like bullet time.

"Your neural response is different from ordinary people." Chuck explained: "When something dangerous or something that makes you feel abnormally exciting occurs, your neural response has captured this information before you are consciously aware of it, and automatically Entering a paranormal state, similar to bullet time in movies, but not so exaggerated."

He controlled the speed just now, otherwise Beka wouldn't be able to catch it.

Not to mention dodging bullets like a savior.

This kind of ability is not so buggy in the free America every day of the gun battle, maybe one day it will die, but if it is trained, the online will improve a lot, far exceeding ordinary people.

"I'm so good?" Becca couldn't help but want to laugh.

Just before the accounting career of making money and paying bills was about to end, she suddenly discovered that she still had this talent, which really gave her a sense of confidence and hope in her confused heart.

"It's okay." Chuck commented straightforwardly.

Becca's talent is considered a superpower for ordinary people, but it is not rare for Chuck.

Although his second brother Frank and younger sister Haili do not have this talent, they have been able to do this long after training.

In fact, to be honest, the super geniuses in the world of American dramas all have the potential in this regard.

Just look at little Sheldon.

If he didn't have a supernatural nervous response and be able to make some flexible bottom line adjustments before his conscious reaction, how did he survive to adulthood with his feces-hating and annoying personality?
This is almost his survival instinct!
The supernormal neural response, in the final analysis, belongs to a higher degree of development in a certain area of ​​the brain.

A super genius like Little Sheldon has sharp eyes and ears, hearing like Vulcan, eyes with high-definition image memory, can remember everything at a glance, and will never forget it. This is the transcendence of a higher level of brain development. Ordinary signs.

If it wasn't for the fact that little Sheldon didn't disdain physical exercise and gave up directly since he was a child, with a little exercise, he would definitely shine in the sports world.

Perhaps only asthma can justifiably follow the technology and the hard-working little Leonard can fight!
"It's just okay?" Becca fell into a state of joy belatedly, a little dissatisfied with Chuck's evaluation, and then thought of something, with strange eyes: "How do you know I have this talent?"

"You said you're good at math." Chuck naturally wouldn't say that because Anna paid attention to Becca, she had already noticed this sign in Becca's daily life.

"So?" Becca looked at him puzzled: "I'm good at math, what does it have to do with this talent?"

"Good math means you have a smart brain, and a smart brain means that your brain is more developed, and your nerve response is naturally faster." Chuck said blankly, "So I'll try to see if you have this talent."

"You try?" Beka's face darkened, looking at the flying knife in his hand, he really wanted to throw the flying knife back with his backhand.

"Don't worry, even if you can't react, the flying knife will only scrape your face. At most, it will cut off some hair on your temples and won't cause any harm to you." Chuck explained.

"You're so good, can I try it?" Beca touched her hair, thinking that if she hadn't reacted just now, she would have had a cut on her temples, and looked at Chuck with a tigerish face.

"Yes." Chuck naturally would not refuse.

"Are you serious?" Becca was taken aback for a moment, and seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, she was eager to try it.

She really wanted to know if Chuck really had this supernatural ability like her.

But after all, she was just an ordinary person before, and she still had psychological barriers to extremely dangerous things like throwing knives directly at others. Therefore, even if Chuck indicated with his eyes, "Just try," she did not throw it back, but just threw it back. The flying knife was handed over.

"What can this talent do?"

"That's too much." Chuck glanced at her, but did not explain carefully, but said abruptly: "Now, follow me to resign!"

"Resign?" Becca was a little dazed: "Go now?"

"My time is precious." Chuck nodded: "It is impossible to be here with you all the time, and now that things have developed to this point, it is impossible for you to stay.

While I'm still here, I will accompany you through the process of resignation, and make it clear to Rama that you can do whatever you want to do next, and end early and have a new start earlier. "

"Okay." After hearing this, Beca felt that this was indeed the case. Her petite body subconsciously followed the tall Chuck to the office of Rama, the big boss of the company.

"Resign?" Rama showed an American fake smile at the arrival of the two of them. Hearing Chuck directly say that Beca was resigning, he smiled and said, "Why is this?"

"You know why." Chuck said expressionlessly: "Now that my mission has been completed, it is your own choice what to do next. Here is a suggestion for you. Before making a choice, find out who I am. "

With that said, Lamar, who couldn't stand his face, motioned for Becca to follow him, and left the living robot company directly.

"What should we do now?" Becca felt the boss's dangerous mood, followed Chuck out of the building in a daze, and then asked in a daze.

"Go back to your apartment first and pack your things." Chuck explained: "Go to my place and wait. If he sends a killer, there should be some movement in the next few days.

If there is no movement for a week, this crisis will basically be gone. When you leave this city, you can go wherever you want and do whatever you want. "

"Is there really a killer?" Beca's eyes widened.Even though Chuck had said it before, to her, who had never encountered such a dangerous situation, the killer's attack still seemed like something from the magical world.

"Would you like it?" Chuck asked back.

"Of course I hope..." Beca originally blurted out that she didn't want to, but for some reason her heart beat violently, and an indescribable irritation made her swallow back her unwillingness.

In Chuck's eyes, she chose not to say anything, but silently followed Chuck into the car, and reported the name of her apartment. When she arrived, she invited Chuck to go up and sit for a while but was rejected, and got out of the car by herself. Went upstairs to pack my things.

Although the incident happened suddenly, and even though she was a girl, thinking that Chuck was waiting downstairs, she still didn't bother to pack her luggage. She simply packed her most important things and some daily toiletries and clothes, and hurried down.

He put the suitcase in Chuck's trunk, got into the passenger seat again, and followed Chuck to a luxury hotel.

"I can't afford to live here." Beca shook her head as soon as she saw it.

Whether it’s a day or a week.

"I live in a suite, and there are free rooms." Of course, Chuck wouldn't let her pay.

Seeing this, Becca had no choice but to carry the suitcase, followed Chuck, walked into the resplendent hotel, and headed all the way to the presidential suite.

Along the way, her mood is like countless girls who have encountered domineering presidents. Even if she is as smart and wealthy as Huang Rong, she will be shocked by the impact of her IQ after meeting Guo Jing, let alone now. Becca is gone.

After entering the presidential suite, she was assigned by Chuck to her own room, and after a brief tidying up, she was in such a private space with Chuck, and her heartbeat couldn't stop speeding up.

"Come and sit down?" Seeing Chuck walking around there, she couldn't help but patted the sofa beside her, inviting Chuck to sit and talk.

"What do you want to talk about?" Chuck raised his decorative glasses and walked over.

"Let's talk about anything." After Beca took the initiative to invite, she didn't know what to talk about. Looking at Chuck so close and smelling his breath, she felt a little dizzy and tried to think of some topics: "I remember it was said in the news that you have autism?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Chuck looked over and regretted it. Instead of talking about this, it would be better to stay silent. However, after Chuck nodded, she could only bite the bullet and continue talking.

"Actually, I have met similar people before. I told you before that I joined the mathematics club in high school. I once met a high-functioning autistic mathematics genius...

In fact, I also have some signs of autism, and I always like to immerse myself in my own world, accompanied by music, painting, and mathematics.

When I was graduating from high school, I suddenly wanted to wear a special dress to the prom, not the one that cost 100 yuan to wear once, but a dress designed by Vera Wang, all black strapless classic, suitable for any occasion .

But more expensive, need a full 1700 dollars.

I also don't want to ask my parents for the money.

Fortunately, I am good at math.

Ever played blackjack?

I have never played it before, but I watched others play it once, and then I went to the library to read all the gambling books and learned how to calculate blackjack.

Then I took all of my $183 and drove to Hanas Casino.

After I entered with full confidence, I lost only 10 US dollars within 20 minutes. Most of the time, theory and reality are far apart.

Before leaving, I put all the 20 dollars into the slot machine, and won 2000, bought a dress, and rented a luxury car with the extra money.

I didn’t do all this just for the dress, but I wanted to wow everyone and be accepted.

Although in the previous high school years, I was always immersed in my own world, but in fact I really wanted to get in touch with others.

And the mood suddenly peaked right before high school graduation.

so i understand you. "

Having said that, she got up and leaned against Chuck again, holding her breath and looking sideways at Chuck: "I also understand why you suddenly brought me here..."

Chuck turned his head and looked at Becca with watery eyes. Just when Becca couldn't help approaching again, Chuck said: "Of course you understand, otherwise I'm just talking for nothing, then I will doubt your ability to understand." .”

"..." Beka was stunned, and then realized what Chuck meant. She jumped up in anger, and turned around in the room, frantic.

Who are you?
She is already like this, and the atmosphere is so good, shouldn't normal people accept her offer of friendship?
What kind of weird thing would remind her at this time that the reason why he brought her here was to avoid being hunted down and because he already lived here, the vacant room was ready-made, and there was no other ambiguous meaning at all?
"You must still be single!" Becca sneered as she thought about it more and more.

A normal person should understand what she meant. He brought her here because he wanted to have a deeper connection. Only people who are single due to their strength would do this.

"That depends on how you define being single." Chuck said frankly.

"..." Beca understood what Chuck meant and stared at him with wide eyes, so angry.

"If you are really willing, I can create some new scientific research projects." Chuck felt the subtle vibration on his wrist, raised his decorative glasses, and extended an invitation to Beca.

"New research project?" Becca's mouth twitched.

"Yes." Chuck explained: "Research on whether the relative speed of the gun barrel and the physical constant of friction change within the bullet time" related to mathematics and physics.

Mathematics and music-related "Research on Music Playback Rate and Aesthetics in Bullet Time".

Mathematics and visual image-related research on the correlation between abnormal neural response, dynamic images, and visual colors.

Mathematics and biology-related "Research on the Relative Relationship between Abnormal Nervous Response and Adrenaline and Hormone Secretion", "Extraordinary Nervous Response and Training of Human Limits"..."

"...Enough, enough! I understand!" Becca was stunned seeing Chuck say so many indecent words in such a serious manner, seeing the endless scientific experiments that Chuck arranged for her. I can't help but interrupt loudly: "I'm the subject of a scientific experiment, right?"

"Finally, you grasped the key right away for the first time." Chuck nodded and looked at her.

Becca: "..."

(End of this chapter)