Chapter 176 Xiamu: Are you going to become a senator hunter? Chuck: It all depends on whether you give me a chance.

"There are countless handsome people, but there are only a handful of top mathematicians in human history."

Best friend Bones shook his head: "To describe him as handsome is too superficial."

"Ha! That would be better."

Angela smiled and said: "Not only do you have the same identity and similar interests, but you also appreciate each other now. This is much better than Pete. It seems that the male protagonist in the novel is going to be replaced, poor Booth~"

"Where do you get the idea that we appreciate each other? I know him because mathematics is the crown jewel of science, so the scientific community knows the name Dr. Chuck Wolf."

My best friend Bones frowned: "And he can't possibly know that I, although I don't like the chain of scientific contempt, can't deny its objective existence. Whether it's forensic medicine or anthropology, they are in an unfriendly position on this chain of scientific contempt, and even more

Not to mention the more niche forensic anthropology combined with the two, there are only two forensic anthropologists in Washington, DC, including me.

And this has nothing to do with Pete!

It has nothing to do with Booth!

I have explained many times that the male protagonist in the novel is not him!"

"Yeah, yeah, I know."

Angela was perfunctory, still obsessed with her own gossip: "First of all, no one will dislike you! Your combination of beauty and wisdom is simply Athena's life. If I were a man, or my orientation would change one day

, I will definitely chase you. This Dr. Chuck Wolf is also a man, and he will definitely appreciate you!

Secondly, Pete as an ex-boyfriend is in the past tense, so it doesn’t matter. I understand, but the male protagonist full of male hormones in your novel is not based on the FBI agent Shirley Bush who worked with us last time.

Si, hey, you are a scientist who follows scientific logic, do you think your novel is a fantasy novel that completely ignores the influence of reality?"

My best friend Bones suddenly stopped talking.

As a forensic anthropologist, she specializes in bones, and her last name, like Bones, begins with a B, so she got the nickname Bones.

As a consultant, one of her jobs at the Jeffersonian Institution and Museum of Natural History is to help the FBI and other law enforcement agencies examine the remains discovered.

It's just that unlike Chuck, who actively and autonomously participated, she was seconded to the FBI as a high-quality asset of the Jeffersonian Institution.

The FBI agent she works with is Special Agent Shirley Booth, a typical tall and powerful white agent.

The novels she writes are crime detective novels, which naturally include FBI law enforcement officers. The cases are based on the cases she has experienced. It is really difficult to say that the protagonist and supporting role is not completely without the projection of some people around her. She is a rigorous scientist and cannot

Completely deny this statement.

"Hey, don't think too much about it, this is a good thing."

Angela hugged her best friend and said with excitement: "When there is competition, there will be gossip, and when there is gossip, it will be more attractive. And not only can novels become popular, but you also need some new and interesting things to be injected into your life."

"You make it sound like I can handle the case with him immediately if I want to."

My best friend's bones are basically a scientist's thinking. After being exposed, she didn't mean to hide it. She said frankly that she was indeed interested, but she also knew clearly that there would be difficulties in it.

"I checked and found that Dr. Wolf cooperates with the BAU. He travels all over the country, and the BAU headquarters is in Quantico, not far from here."

Angela came prepared and directly gave her thoughts: "With the FBI as an intermediary, you have a chance to cooperate. Even if you take the initiative, you might be able to cooperate together today. New York is not far from here."

"I will think about it."

Bones did not hide his desire, and spoke to his best friend Angela, then put his backpack on the ground, paused and turned around, looking at a bald middle-aged man in a suit: "Sir, why are you following us?

"

The bald man in suit turned around and left.

Bones directly grabbed his hand and used a standard grapple to hold the opponent to the ground. Seeing this, Angela hit the opponent several times with the handbag in her hand and shouted loudly.

Airport security immediately surrounded me.

"I'm from Homeland Security!"

The bald man in a suit cried out in pain.

"Well, we may have some misunderstanding."

When Angela saw the airport security guard pointing a gun at her best friend with her hands open, she immediately changed her tune and tried to smooth things over.

"Put the gun away!"

Bones also said to the airport security.

As a rigorous scientist who has worked with the FBI, she knows how frequent incidents of manslaughter are, and she doesn't want to be one of them.

"She calls the shots now?"

The bald-headed detective in a suit stood up in displeasure and shouted, "No! I put the gun down when I told you to put it down!"

As he said this, he ordered to Bones: "Bring the bag here."

"Just for this?"

Bones suddenly thought he understood something, picked up the backpack and handed it to the bald agent. When the bald agent opened it and took a look, he mockingly imitated the sound of an explosion: "boo~"

The bald agent looked at the human skull inside and instinctively loosened his backpack. Feeling a little annoyed, he took both the bones and Angela to the airport guard room.

"I am Dr. Tempre Boonereiner, a forensic anthropologist at the Jeffersonian Institution who spent two months in Guatemala studying the genocide there, including him."

Bones introduced himself, and finally looked at the human skull placed in the middle.

"You know, when a normal person encounters this kind of situation, he will be so frightened that he will sweat all over his body."

The bald detective looked at her: "Do you know anyone who is not afraid at all?"

"Psychopath!"

The airport police officer who was carefully checking the backpack couldn't help but complained.

"I'm not a psychopath! I'm a human forensic scientist who specializes in studying bones!"

Bones retorted.

"Still a scientist working with the FBI, but I need proof."

When the bald detective saw a figure coming in, he immediately changed the subject: "Madam, you illegally carried human remains and also assaulted the police. This is not a misdemeanor."

"First of all, I am not illegally carrying human remains!"

Bones corrected: "I went through the formal immigration procedures. Secondly, I'm sorry if I made you embarrassed in front of your colleagues, but as an agent of the Department of Homeland Security, you really should practice your fighting skills."

"

As he said that, he looked back at the figure of his best friend Angela who had been secretly waving and smiling: "What are you doing here?"

"FBI, Agent Shirley Booth, DC Homicide Division."

The visitor flashed his police badge: "Bones is one of ours, I can prove it."

"Don't call me Bones!"

Bones retorted.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

The bald detective said directly.

"Okay Bones, let's go."

Agent Booth smiled and was about to take the bones away.

“Handsome!”

Angela gave a thumbs up and praised: "It seems that your role as the leading actor can continue to be maintained."

Agent Booth couldn't help but have a proud smile on his face.

He has also read the novel written by Bones and is very satisfied with his image in the book.

"That's it?"

Bones was not as emotional as Angela. She was very rational and immediately noticed the problem. She looked at the bald detective questioningly: "You're just going to let me go?"

"What does it matter? Let's go."

Agent Booth reached for Bones' luggage and was about to take Bones away.

"yes."

Angela also came over to talk to her best friend: "This is not a good place, leave now."

She didn't like the feeling of being detained and interrogated.

"I see."

Bones suddenly revealed the key point: "Did you ask him to do this?"

Agent Booth's mouth froze with pride for a moment.

"Why did you ask him to do this?"

Angela is still a little confused.

"He asked this Homeland Security agent to provoke us, and then took the opportunity to heroically save the United States!"

Bones explained mockingly to his best friend.
To be continued...