Trish looked at Chuck worriedly.

"It doesn't matter."

Chuck said calmly: "Whether this wanton quarrel can be recognized depends on evidence and the judge's decision. And even if I can't personally investigate and testify in court afterwards, as long as I want to, my presence or absence will not affect the final result."

"So he was clever but was mistaken for his cleverness."

Cheryl looked at Chuck, who was obviously thinking, and couldn't help but laugh.

"So I say that whether he is pretending to be crazy or really crazy, he is really crazy."

Chuck repeated what he said before.

After Professor Alicia Harper saw Chuck in the classroom, she paused slightly. After class as usual, she stopped Chuck: "Did you know that Evan Gold's wife was killed?"

"I'm just about to go over."

Chuck nodded.

"Is he really crazy?"

Professor Alicia Harper looked incredulous.

In her opinion, this was almost certainly a case of wife murder. How could the other party dare to do such a thing when he showed his love to her in public and had a conflict with Chuck?

You know, this is Chi Guoguo’s motive for killing!

"He's really crazy."

Chuck said.

"Hurry over and investigate."

Professor Alicia Harper, who is also a wife, took a deep breath and took the initiative to look at Chuck: "Don't let his madness continue to hurt others."

"rest assured."

Chuck nodded to her and left the campus unhurriedly.

Suburban villa.

In the world of American TV series, because there are too many poor people and homeless people gathered in big cities, the cities are occupied in disguise. The result is that rich people leave the cities and gather in the suburbs. They need to drive back and forth, which is a disguised form of isolation. People who have no money cannot afford to drive.

Cars and no public transportation for the poor.

Just like directly arresting homeless people and sending them to jail, it is another one of the many methods of the kind-hearted American rich people who "don't see the poor, and then drive the poor out of sight". Disguised isolation is just more inconspicuous.

Evan Gold, as a famous sculpture artist in New York, is also among the rich, so naturally he lives in a large suburban villa.

"Chuck, you're here."

Jane had already arrived and was frowning. When she saw Chuck coming, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "This is Director Randy Tischer."

"Nice to meet you, Dr. Wolfe."

A thin, bearded man in his forties reached out to Chuck: "Seeing you is like seeing an old friend of mine. Maybe you have heard of his name, Adrian Monk!"

"know."

Chuck shook his head and nodded: "He is a very great detective."

"yes."

Director Randy Tischer lamented and missed him: "He is really amazing, and I am very honored to be his partner."

"How long have you been partners?"

Chuck asked.

"11 years."

Chief Randy Tischer lamented: "If Sharonna and I hadn't gotten married, I really wouldn't have been willing to leave him and leave San Francisco."

"Then it's him who should be honored."

Chuck said straightforwardly: "Anyone who can partner with him for a day is a good person, someone who can partner with him for a year is a great person, and anyone who can partner with him for 11 years is a saint!"

"Hahaha!"

Director Randy Tischer burst out laughing: "You really know him! In fact, the real saints are not our work partners, but Monk's nurses and assistants."

Speaking of this, he said with a happy face: "My wife Sharona is Munch's nurse. It was she who brought the collapsed Munch back on track. She is the saint!"

Adrian Monk, the detective Amon from Jianghu. Although he is an unparalleled detective, he is extremely eccentric, with mysophobia, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and various fears. He can be simply understood as the Sheldon of the detective world.

"boss!"

Chandler shouted strangely, and seeing everyone's eyes falling on him, he pulled his clothes and said funnyly: "Then who am I?"

"gay?"

Director Randy Tischer said subconsciously.

"..."

Chandler's mouth twitched: "What I mean is that Detective Chuck is very similar to Detective Amon. You and Detective Amon have worked together for 11 years and you are a saint. I have cooperated with Detective Chuck for less than one year. What does it mean?"

"

"A kind gay?"

Chief Randy Tischer's brain just doesn't follow Chandler's direction.

"...Can you please stop mentioning gay!"

Chandler complained.

"Feel sorry."

Director Randy Tischer seemed to finally react and looked at Chandler with an apologetic look: "I forgot that this is not the West Coast. I thought you guys were very open to this kind of thing. It turns out it's still under secrecy."

The status cannot be declared...I'm really sorry, I just came here not long ago, but I also play in a band and am a cool boy, so you don't have to mind."

After saying this, he bumped Chandler with his shoulder, with an expression like "I'm cool and I can understand you who agree with the non-mainstream."

"..."

Chandler was completely speechless.

"How is it going?"

Chuck ignored the two-person show, whose brain circuits were incompatible with each other but seemed quite entertaining, and looked at Jane.

"Nancy Gold, 28 years old, a biological organism, was found dead at home. The glass of the front door was smashed. It seemed that someone broke in and hit her on the back of the head with an iron bar, killing her with one blow.

Got her."

Jane introduces what she knows.

"What do you think?"

Chuck asked.

"My first reaction was the murder of my wife."

Jane whispered: "But after questioning, the deceased's husband, Evan Gold, seems to have alibi."

"seem?"

Chuck looked at her.

"Yes."

Chief Randy Tischer took his notebook and looked through the records: "At the time of the incident, he was carving his new goddess statue in the studio. I heard from him that he didn't have time to commit the crime because it took 2 hours to drive there and back.

, and it will take more than 12 hours to carve the new goddess statue."

"I have consulted some people, and everyone in the industry said it does take that much time."

Jane said with a headache: "After he signed and sold the 2-ton stone, he started carving it. Now that it has been completed, it is indeed a proof of alibi, but I feel that it was him who did it, not some burglary or murder.

"

"Where's the evidence?"

Chuck asked.

"..."

Jane was speechless. She knew this was training her, but she still felt very uncomfortable, especially today when there was another assistant, Chandler, who was also her love rival and Monica's best friend. She had already been there before Chuck came over.

I racked my brains and if I found anything, I would have told you already.

"Look at that breach in the window."

Chuck reminded.

"Break."

Jane immediately looked at the hole made by the iron rod and suddenly realized: "No, it's too small. If you want to reach in through this small hole and open the door, unless you are a child, it will be impossible to pass.

"

"Let me try!"
To be continued...