"Has suicide been ruled out?"

Chuck asked.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

Detective Amy Santiago was stunned and said speechlessly: "Didn't you hear? He was shot in the back..."

When she said this, she couldn't go on, because when she saw the look in Chuck's eyes, she immediately understood that Chuck was joking about the American police's common practice of being shot in the back and counting suicide. She smiled helplessly: "Haha, it's very funny, but

This time it was not a suicide, someone saw him being chased by a clown and shot to death in the back, and his right index finger was amputated."

"Mathematician, clown..."

Detective Shenfan looked at Chuck and smiled: "Isn't it a very interesting case?"

"OMG!"

Chandler looked at Chuck, then at himself, and exclaimed: "Mathematician, clown, this is a sign."

"Dude, you're funny."

When Detective Shenfan saw Chandler like this, he immediately became happy and took the initiative to shake hands with Chandler.

"The suspect is already under our control."

Detective Amy Santiago felt her head hurt, and quickly continued to talk about business: "But there happens to be a clown gathering nearby, so we need your help."

"Is this clown gathering a regular event, or was it specially organized by someone?"

Chuck asked.

"It's organized."

Detective Amy Santiago nodded and said: "Someone posted a message online saying that they were going to choose a clown actor and ask them to come in costume today."

"Great Detective, have you discovered anything we don't know about?"

Detective Shenfan joked.

"This murderer is a pervert."

Chuck said.

"Why do you say that?"

Detective Amy Santiago asked.

"Because Noah is afraid of clowns."

Chuck said: "As soon as he saw the clown approaching, he turned around and hid in an alley. The murderer also knew this, so he specially dressed up as a clown to make it easier to commit murder and escape."

Saying that, he walked out.

"Where are you going?"

shouted the annoyed detective.

"Go find his fiancée Daphne."

Chuck said without looking back.

"Do you doubt his fiancée?"

Detective Amy Santiago is in hot pursuit.

"Um."

Chuck nodded: "Ninety percent of wife murder cases are committed by husbands."

"But this is not a case of wife murder."

Detective Amy Santiago was puzzled.

"It's very simple. Since this Noah is a mathematician, he must also be a nerd."

Chandler couldn't help but say: "In this kind of emotional relationship, the man is actually equivalent to the wife, and the woman is equivalent to the husband..."

After saying this, seeing everyone looking at him, he suddenly looked at himself uncomfortably: "What's wrong?"

"I now know why you became Dr. Wolfe's assistant."

Detective Amy Santiago laughed: "Not only is he humorous, but he also knows a lot."

"Oh, no one knows this better than me."

Chandler was happy with the beautiful police detective's appreciation for him, but he couldn't help but laugh at himself about his life experience.

He really didn't want to understand this kind of psychology of husband and wife being in different places.

"In traditional family relationships, the husband earns money outside the home to support the family, while the wife takes care of the family at home."

Chuck nodded: "The last time I met Noah and Daphne, I heard that Noah didn't have a serious job. He just wrote some mathematical papers in science magazines. That was not enough to earn money to support the family. Daphne worked as a waiter to support the family's expenses.

, coupled with Noah's introverted personality, it is difficult to communicate with others. For this reason, he can't even hold a professorship. External communication is also dominated by Daphne. It is a typical husband and wife with different identities. This situation is easier than that of ordinary husbands and wives.

Conflicts arise because social perceptions will affect their psychology. When everything goes well, it's okay. But once life goes wrong, society's perception of the wife and husband's traditional responsibilities will backfire on the wife's mentality, who shouldn't be responsible for everything."

"Let's go meet this Daphne quickly."

Detective Amy Santiago was convinced.

This analysis, coupled with the big data results that 90% of wife murder cases are committed by husbands, and the murderer dressed as a clown to force Noah to kill, is obviously an acquaintance of Noah's situation, if there is no accident, this Daphne

That's the biggest suspect.

"Where are you going?"

Chuck paused and looked at Chandler who followed closely.

"Of course I'm going to see this real clown with you."

Chandler laughed at himself: "You know, when I was in school, I was voted the class clown."

"You and Detective Peralta stay here to take a look at the scene."

Chuck shook his head: "That's what you should try first."

"ok."

Although Chandler didn't want to see the body, he could only pretend to be brave and stay when he saw the beautiful police detective looking at him.

"come on!"

Detective Amy Santiago gave him a fist pump and cheered.

Chandler suddenly became energetic. He felt that this time he mustered up the courage to follow. Maybe he had come to the right place. To hell with being alone forever, he was much more charming than Mr. Harker.

Just look at the performance of the beautiful police detective!

Maybe I can make an appointment with her tonight.

"Brother, come on, I'll take you over and have a look."

The frustrated detective hugged Chandler and walked inside.

"Does Detective San Diego have a boyfriend?"

Chandler's mind was now focused on the beautiful police detective. As he walked along, he asked the question he was most concerned about.

"No, who would like a manly woman like her?"

The annoyed detective said harshly.

"Very good……"

Chandler was overjoyed. As soon as he said this, he saw the real crime scene, then turned around and supported the wall to vomit.

"This is the most authentic and vivid depiction of Amy Santiago I have ever seen."

Detective Shenfan took out his cell phone, took a photo, and sent a text message with a smile.
Chapter completed!