Little Sheldon is indeed a treasure!

We will increase our efforts in the future!

After dinner, with little Leonard and Missy reluctant to leave, Chuck drove away from little Leonard's house and headed to Professor Alicia Harper's house.

"Boss, where are you?"

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, called and learned about Chuck's plan. She immediately answered the call: "Then I'll go there too?"

"good!"

Of course Chuck had no objection.

"I'll go."

There was a burst of laughter on the other end of the phone, followed by silence. Chuck knew it was the teasing laughter of Texas Big Girl Lisa's roommate, and then Texas Big Girl Lisa covered the receiver and hung up after saying something.

Chuck continued to drive, looked at the rearview mirror, and saw a motorcycle turning from another road, following behind, flashing its lights wildly at him.

Chuck ignored it.

The motorcycle immediately accelerated and rushed to parallel to Chuck's car window. The rider, wearing a helmet, tilted his head and looked at him.

Chuck still ignored him and kicked the accelerator.

The motorcyclist looked at the car going away, speeded up again and followed it, then took out a crutch from the side of the motorcycle and knocked on Chuck's car window.

Just then, the alarm bell rang from behind.

Chuck stopped the car, and the motorcyclist also stopped on the side of the road, taking off his helmet, revealing Dr. House's sloppy face.

"I heard that you have a strong opinion of me?"

"It's not just me."

Chuck reminds: "He has one too!"

"shit!"

Only then did Dr. House see that the person who got out of the police car was his police patient. He cursed secretly, and then joked to the policeman who came over: "If you are here to return the thermometer, then there is no need. I have a new one."

Already."

Having said this, he gestured to the policeman to look at Chuck: "Don't let this guy misunderstand what we have, and then slander the British people as rotten men! Of course, the most important thing is don't let him misunderstand my taste~"

"If you read my medical records, you should know that I am a police officer!"

The white-headed policeman came over, showed his police badge to Dr. House, and then nodded to Chuck: "Although I am not a detective like Detective Chuck, I am a real police detective."

"It seems that my vision is very accurate."

Dr. House shrugged and said, "I just said you have detective talent."

"You drove to 40 in a section with a speed limit of 25, and once it hit 80!"

The white-headed policeman explained the reason why he stopped Dr. House in a formal manner.

"Come on!"

Dr. House complained: "It's not because I'm speeding, it's because I'm Latino, right?"

At this point, he said to Chuck: "You don't care about his racial discrimination?"

"He gave you reasonable and legal reasons. He really made you cry to death."

Chuck said bluntly.

Twenty years later, in an era when people were crazy about being right, Dr. House's words, "You stopped me because I'm Latino," would be extremely damaging.

But now, sorry, it doesn’t have that power!

"Driver's license, driving license, insurance!"

The white-headed policeman handles matters strictly and strictly.

"Feel sorry."

Dr. House spread his hands: "My outfit is so cool, so naturally I only carry important things in my pockets."

"That's regretful."

The white-headed policeman said calmly.

"A $50 ticket?"

When Dr. House saw the white-headed policeman taking out something and starting to write, he immediately mocked: "Is this your revenge? Is the punishment in the butt worth this little money?"

Chuck couldn't help but glance at him.

Under such circumstances, those who dare to say such things are simply seeking death in a crazy way.

Sure enough, Dr. House's self-destructive tendencies are too serious.

But this is not a reason for him to insult others arbitrarily.

"If you take medicine while seeing a doctor in the outpatient clinic, this is a serious addiction."

The white-headed policeman said.

"You sound just like him!"

Dr. House tilted his head at Chuck mockingly: "Are you sure you are not in the same group?"

"Normal people have this tone."

The white-headed policeman looked at Dr. House, who was still like this even after the incident, and narrowed his eyes: "I guess you also have medicine on you now!"

Dr. House paused for a moment and glanced at Chuck, who was sitting in the car and watching the scene quietly without wanting to speak for him. Knowing that something was wrong, he began to explain: "I didn't drive erratically, and I didn't drink.

, you don’t have any reason…”

"Let's not talk about your dangerous behavior of driving a car chasing Detective Chuck and banging his car window with a cane."

The white-headed policeman glanced at Chuck and stared into Dr. House's eyes: "Just say that your pupils are dilated, indicating that you may have taken psychotropic drugs. Please turn around and put your hands on your head!"

“Does this kind of polite enforcement work?”

Dr. House sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pulled over by the white-headed policeman and put his head in his hands. His body was searched and a handful of Vicodin was found in his pocket.

"Is there a prescription?"

"I'm a cripple and I'm still working in the hospital. Do you think I won't have a prescription?"

Dr. House complained.

"I'm sure you're too lazy to drive for an arrogant beach boy like you!"

The white-headed policeman seemed to have seen through him and directly told his true situation.

"He scolded me, you heard it!"

Dr. House shrugged at Chuck.

"What you said is true."

Chuck said bluntly.

"Which sentence?"

Dr. House shouted: "I only recognize the first sentence!"

"It seems true."

The white-headed policeman laughed: "Detective Chuck is famous for being able to read people's hearts!"

With that said, he coldly took out the handcuffs and cuffed Dr. House: "You are under arrest! The charge is possession of psychotropic drugs. You have the right to remain silent, and you should cherish this right."

"..."

The sharp-tongued Dr. House felt the malice.

However, after his hands and feet were cuffed, his vicious tongue was not as wanton as before.

"You really look at it like that?"

Dr. House looked at Chuck.

"Name any place where he broke the law!"

Chuck said expressionlessly.

"Thanks!"

The white-headed policeman nodded to Chuck: "I obey the law in everything! Unlike him!"

Chuck watched Dr. House being captured, and then went to the home of Professor Alicia Harper, and joined Lisa, a well-educated Texas girl who had returned from Washington DC, a professor, a doctor, and an assistant, to join the

On the front line of scientific research.

The next day.

Chuck's cell phone was dialed, and Dr. Wilson on the other end of the phone said dissatisfiedly: "Chuck, House was arrested and detained for one night. He said you know."
To be continued...