Chapter 167 Chuck: Yes, investigating the case is that simple! Poor Amy!

"Who else besides you?"

After Chuck finished listening, he looked at Yellow-haired Barney: "Amazing Amy is your goddess idol, so you should know her situation best."

"I'm not the kind of pervert who stalks idols."

Yellow-haired Barney denied it.

"I didn't ask you if you were followed or if you sent someone to follow you."

Chuck said calmly: "You are now the biggest suspect. The FBI can search your residence. Are you sure they won't find a large number of daily tracking photos of Amazing Amy in your villa?"

Yellow-haired Barney was silent.

"Who else besides you?"

Chuck asked again: "Trust your gut."

"Andy Walton!"

Yellow-haired Barney reported a name.

"The billionaire?"

Director Kate said with a headache.

Billionaires in the United States actually refer to billionaires. The billionaires in Chuck's previous life here are hundreds of millionaires, and multimillionaires are ten millionaires, so the real billionaires

There are very few rich people, and their power in capital society is beyond imagination. Once this case really involves the other party, the impact will be very bad.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Chuck beside her.

As far as she knew, the first case Chuck worked with the BAU on was a real billionaire who was a super-psychotic serial killer.

"right!"

Yellow-haired Barney nodded: "I have seen him show ill-intentioned glances at Amy, and I also heard Amy say privately that he tried to contact her quietly. Obviously he has unrealistic fantasies about Amy.

The biggest suspect."

"Do you have evidence?"

Director Kate said helplessly.

"photo!"

Chuck looked at Barney the Yellow Hair.

"ok."

Yellow-haired Barney was a little hesitant at first, after all, stalking and secretly taking photos was really suspicious, but when Chuck looked at him like this, he could only take out his mobile phone, click on Amazing Amy's photo album, and look through the photos he took.

Photos of Billionaire being mean to Amazing Amy.

"How many folders do you have?"

Director Kate took a look and saw that there were a lot of folders underneath. He couldn't help complaining: "I thought there were only seven?"

"oh."

Huang Maobani explained with a smile: "There are only 7 of them now, and their energy is limited. Most of them only pay attention to them occasionally when they have free time."

"What on earth do you think?"

Director Kate really couldn't understand Yellow-haired Barney's brain circuit: "Under your conditions, you can have a normal love. Even if you want, it's not impossible to have close contact with them all. Why should you, when...

"

At this point, she got stuck and didn't know how to describe it.

"Lick the dog!"

Chuck took the mobile phone from Yellow-haired Barney and began to flip through Amazing Amy's photo album from the beginning.

Director Kate's eyes lit up. This word was somewhat interesting, but although the United States has always claimed to treat pet dogs as family members, comparing people to dogs is still extremely insulting, so she did not say it.

"I wasn't born rich either."

Yellow-haired Barney stretched out his hand to get back his mobile phone, but Chuck glanced at it and took it back wisely.

He smiled with a self-deprecating smile: "Before I was recognized by my father and inherited the family property, I was just an ordinary child from a poor family. Those goddesses were so high up there that I only dared to peek at them secretly, and I didn't even dare to look at them.

The biggest hope is to see their smiles, even if this smile is not just for me."

"..."

Director Kate understood what he was trying to explain, but she still couldn't understand it, because in her impression, when the poor suddenly become rich, they should become Aquaman instead of, well, a licking dog!

"That's it!"

Seeing that Director Kate seemed unable to resonate with him, Yellow-haired Barney could only turn his eyes away and fall on Chuck. Seeing that Chuck had flipped over, he immediately reminded him.

Director Kate also looked over and saw in the center of a photo a beautiful girl dressed casually. In the upper left corner of the photo, a bald man in his fifties looked at the beautiful girl in the center with fiery and greedy eyes.

“The capture technique is pretty good.”

When Director Kate saw Chuck scrolling down again, he immediately discovered that among these consecutive photos, only one captured this fleeting expression. In the other photos, the bald men were all handsome and looked like billionaires.

tolerance.

"Thank you, practice makes perfect."

Huang Maobani smiled and said: "I didn't have the conditions before, but since I got rich, my favorite thing is photography."

"This alone is useless."

Director Kate looked at Chuck who continued to look through the series of photos of Amazing Amy: "It is impossible to apply for a search warrant against a billionaire with this."

"First send someone to squat outside his villa."

While flipping through the pages, Chuck said, "If you encounter a criminal breaking in, you might be able to go in and search it."

Director Kate twitched the corner of her mouth and subconsciously glanced at the thoughtful yellow-haired Barney.

After returning the phone to Yellow Haired Barney and the two leaving Columbia, Director Kate couldn't help but said: "You did it on purpose, didn't you? You wanted him to sneak in, which is a crime."

"I didn't ask anyone to do anything."

Chuck shook his head: "Everything is his own choice. The goddess is his own. Whoever loves her will feel sorry for her. Besides, his favorite tone is different from that of ordinary people. Maybe he will not take any action at all."

"..."

Director Kate was speechless.

In fact, they often do this kind of inducement. In many cases, there is no need for someone to actually break in. They only need to say to their partner, "I think I saw someone break in." The partner will reply that I seem to have seen it too. For protection,

For the safety of the homeowner and the fight against crime, you can enter the house and search directly without a search warrant.

More excessive phishing law enforcement can be found everywhere, but those are usually targeted at criminals and ordinary people. Now, if you want to use this against a real billionaire, you really need to endure huge psychological pressure.

Chuck and the others return to the FBI New York Bureau.

BAU has arrived.

This time there was one more person.

"Chuck, let me introduce you, this is Garcia, our technical support."

Reed smiled and introduced both parties: "Garcia, this is Dr. Chuck Wolf, the bureau's consultant."

"Hello."

The fat Garcia stretched out his hand to Chuck nervously.

"Hello."

Chuck shook her hand.

"This is New York, the city with the most surveillance in the country. We are looking for someone again this time, so we asked Garcia to come over and be responsible for sorting out the surveillance."

Detective Superintendent Hotchner explained.

"Wise choice."

Chuck nodded.

Garcia suddenly showed a happy look and said to Chuck: "Dr. Wolfe, you can use disinfectant wipes. I know you like to be clean, so don't worry about me."

"Need not."

Chuck looked at her and said, "I believe you are a neat girl."

The smile on Garcia's face suddenly became brighter. As early as the last time, when Chuck jokingly called her 'baby girl', the nickname given to her by Bald Morgan, she had checked Chuck's information and knew that Chuck had mysophobia.

, and later I also gossiped about Chuck with JJ in the group, and learned more about the extent of Chuck’s mysophobia.

So she felt really honored that Chuck had given him such a favor. Although she had carefully cleaned herself before coming and washed her hands with Chuck's same antiseptic hand sanitizer, she was still honored.

Bald Morgan watched the whole process, his face getting darker and darker, and he couldn't help but said: "Time is urgent, Garcia, you first go to the NYPD's main surveillance room to investigate the surveillance information and look for clues."

"Oh, yes, I'll go now."

Garcia nodded quickly, picked up his laptop backpack, smiled at Chuck, and then led by the FBI agent to the NYPD's main control room.
To be continued...