there.

"what's the matter?"

Chuck asked calmly.

"I have a subordinate, Colonel Ted Eller."

On the other end of the phone, a stiff voice came over: "He will look for you. His daughter has been missing for two years. Please help him."

"How does he know about me?"

Chuck asked.

"He hugged you not long after you were born."

On the other end of the phone, the harsh voice softened: "You should call him Uncle Ted. You have been so popular recently. His wife saw you on TV and reminded him that he is not an outsider, so he naturally recognizes you."

Chuck was silent.

"That Amazing Amy looks great."

On the other end of the phone, the stiff voice was silent for a moment, and then rang again: "You are getting older, you can consider continuing the family lineage."

"This is not something you should consider."

Chuck said calmly: "If you really want to have a grandchild, pay more attention to Frank. You may have a chance to have a grandchild in the future."

"...Take this case."

The person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment and stopped dwelling on the topic of marriage and grandchildren. He emphasized before hanging up the phone.

"Why?"

Chuck did not agree, but just asked the reason: "He is a colonel in the US military, and you are a general in the US military. With your ability, you can help him if you want. Why are you looking for me? Who is involved in this?"

"You are indeed getting smarter and smarter."

On the other end of the phone, the stiff voice said with some relief: "Ted's daughter worked as an assistant to Senator Bethlehem before she disappeared."

"Understood."

Chuck nodded: "When a general encounters a senator, he can only retreat."

"Not retreating!"

On the other end of the phone, a stiff voice said displeasedly: "Unless there is no evidence, unnecessary conflicts will not occur. We are all the cornerstone of freedom and democracy."

"indeed."

Chuck said bluntly: "You are harming other people's wives and daughters abroad, and the senator is harming you at home. It is indeed very liberal and democratic."

"Christian Dunn!"

On the other end of the phone, a stiff voice shouted angrily.

"Isn't what I said the truth?"

Chuck said calmly.

"No matter what others have done...but I have a clear conscience!"

On the other end of the phone, the stiff voice took a deep breath: "I have a clear conscience for you and your mother!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Chuck listened to the blind tone on the phone, paused, and put away the phone. The sarcasm just now was a complaint from his past life. The father in his previous life on the other end of the phone did have a clear conscience for his wife and children.

Not everyone would be like him who would not give up on his obviously abnormal son, nor would anyone be like him who would not spend time with other women or men after his wife left, but would spend so much time personally cultivating his abnormal son.

soon.

Chuck received a strange phone call. Without saying a word, he agreed on a meeting place and went directly there.

"Detective Chuck!"

Upon meeting, Colonel Eller's wife, a middle-aged white woman, shouted excitedly.

"Call me Dr. Chuck Wolfe!"

Chuck corrected and glanced at the middle-aged African man who opened his mouth.

"Dr. Wolfe, this is Colonel Ted Eller."

Seeing this, Ted Eller called Chuck by his current name without mentioning the real name he remembered.

Since he saw Chuck on TV and knew from his old boss that he was not wrong, he used his connections to find out about Chuck's current situation. He knew that Chuck had been assassinated several times because of investigating crimes. For someone like Chuck,

The behavior of concealing one's identity is both understandable and somewhat puzzling.

Because he felt that if the identity of Chuck's father was announced, others would take it into consideration. But then he thought about it, what about the general's father? As a colonel's father, couldn't he just watch and listen to "Senator Bethlehem harmed his daughter"

'This kind of rumor is powerless.

"Dr. Wolfe, my daughter Corioux has been missing for two years. She worked as an assistant for Senator Bethlehem in the Capitol before. There have been rumors that the senator killed my daughter."

Mrs. Eller said excitedly: "You have investigated the case of the female senator and her father, and you will definitely be able to help us find out the truth this time and save our daughter! Please!"

"please."

Colonel Ted Eller didn't say much, he just looked at Chuck expectantly.

"ok."

Chuck nodded: "I will take this case."

"real?"

Mrs. Eller was stunned for a moment, looking at Chuck uncertainly.

Because although they have found countless 'super detectives' in the past two years, almost all of them are fake detectives with empty names. Some capable ones are also named as Senators from Bethlehem, and they dare not investigate further.

Now that Chuck is such a famous and capable real detective, she can't believe that he agreed so simply.

"You really want me to check?"

Chuck asked rhetorically.

"Hope, hope!"

After being pulled by her husband, Mrs. Eller responded and nodded quickly.

Washington DC.

The McGough family.

In the study.

"Tell me, when you asked me to use my connections to help you pay more attention to cases, it was not what I think of now."

The bald director looked at Chuck helplessly with a headache.

"no."

Chuck shook his head.

"That's good, that's good."

The bald director laughed at himself: "As long as you are not deliberately targeting those big shots, I will be relieved."

I remember that before he moved from Texas to Washington DC, he wanted to please his wife and ex-husband's children, so after knowing that Chuck liked interesting cases, he took the initiative to say that when he came here, he would help keep an eye on it, and if there was an opportunity, he would immediately

Ask a friend to invite Chuck to come over to investigate the case, giving Chuck the opportunity to come into contact with more interesting cases.

After listening to the things that Chuck did in New York, such as catching a female senator and a congressman and his daughter, and arresting a billionaire, he found that he had lost a lot of his little hair.

Damn it!

What he meant was that within the scope of his authority, his friends should give priority to asking Chuck to be a consultant to solve their friends' problems, rather than letting Chuck solve the problems of these big shot friends.

Now that he heard it from Chuck himself, it wasn't the worst situation, but he didn't feel at ease at all, because whether intentionally or unintentionally, Chuck was offending one big shot after another.

He knew that those people were not good people.

In fact, he was very worried that a more dangerous assassination was coming towards Chuck.

"Do you think he was responsible for this case?"

The bald director touched his hair and couldn't help but ask.

"What do you think?"

Chuck asked rhetorically.

"..."

The bald director immediately paused and said with a wry smile: "Although I have only come to Washington DC not long ago, I have heard of his name. Everyone knows that Bethlehem is very dirty. Alas."

I couldn't help but sigh at the end.

Because he felt that it was Senator Bethlehem who did it, and Chuck chose to take the case, fearing that he would offend another big shot.

"If only Bethlehem was a Republican senator."

The bald director complained.
To be continued...