Chapter 369 Texas Girl: I really like using the bell I gave Chuck!

Whether it was an accident or suicide, this matter can be postponed until after Christmas.

After all, even if the train is running to transport passengers, the train can be stopped directly because of returning home from get off work, let alone a big holiday like Christmas.

How can the American police investigation delay the holiday?

"It's murder!"

Facing many expectant looks, Chuck told the conclusion they least wanted to hear.

"Damn! Christmas is ruined now."

One police officer cursed in a low voice.

"How to say?"

Chief Randy glared at the police officer and waited curiously for Chuck's explanation: "He smelled of alcohol. It looked like he was drunk. It was very possible that he accidentally fell down from the stairs."

"This Santa's full-body clothes are so good, plush, genuine leather uppers, and alcohol. If I could have such conditions, I wouldn't commit suicide!"

Another police officer complained.

"Because there is no money!"

"of course not!"

"That's murder!"

Chuck is still upright.

Director Randy immediately leaned over, put on disposable gloves, dug into Santa's pocket, and took out a Christmas card wrapped in a plastic bag.

Director Randy was stunned. Seeing that the big Texas girl Lisa didn't deny it, he asked puzzledly: "This does have a Christmas flavor, but isn't it too casual?"

"There really is no Santa Claus?"

Director Randy wondered again: "Shouldn't Christmas gifts be opened and read on Christmas morning after Christmas Eve? Why tonight?"

Even though Lisa, the Texas girl, is a peerless beauty, the police officers still couldn't help but complain when they said such words in this environment.

"Really."

"What did you buy?"

"You seem excited?"

Chuck commanded: "Put on the gloves!"

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, looked at Chuck walking in front and smiled at Director Randy: "But he carefully prepared gifts for little Leonard and little Sheldon, and asked me to help them purchase them.

When you receive these gifts, just swipe your card and buy one for yourself.”

"Of course I bought it."

Director Randy signaled to the dormitory to leave first, and he and Chuck entered Santa's cabin.

"...Shouldn't it be that Chuck likes it very much?"

Chuck cautioned: "A suicidal person may be prepared in this way, but an alcoholic who is drinking is generally not so organized.

"oh."

He just didn't say: "You are noble and noble, you are amazing!"

Director Randy was stunned.

As long as I have the opportunity, I will either have a meal at home or have a drink at the bar, waiting for the banquet.

"They are not the only ones waiting, right?"

Especially in such a drunken state, the probability of putting on a Santa suit with difficulty and jumping off a building in the street, leaving a lifelong shadow on the passing children, is extremely low.

"It's murder! Look!"

"Just an ordinary Christmas card, nothing special."

"Chuck, this looks like suicide."

"That's a good thing too."

“The badge of the New York Rehabilitation Center!”

"I do like it!"

"Are you concerned?"

Chuck said expressionlessly.

Thoughts are most important, that's what they say, but if possible, he still wants to give his wife a Christmas gift that can impress her.

Director Randy asked subconsciously.

"Then have you prepared any gifts?"

But now he has no clue and wants to see what gifts Lisa, the big Texas girl, has prepared for him to learn from.

Only then did Director Randy react. He turned the Christmas card over and saw a line on it. He quickly read it out: "My life is a lie, forgive me!"

But the man in front of me is Detective Chuck!

There is a divine word, and it is also very magical!

The two offset each other, his IQ came back online, and he felt that what Chuck said was the truth.

"You know this place?"

Lisa, the big Texas girl, had a hard time answering.

"Of course I know!"

Although Director Randy was a little convinced, he still chased after him and asked again.

The dormitory manager shook his head and said: "You will go to hell if you commit suicide. How can Santa Claus go to hell!"

The word "drinking and sex" is almost the most eternal background in the world of American dramas.

When the police officers on the side heard this, they were speechless when they thought that this superior consultant never attended their police officers' private gatherings.

Director Randy, who was naturally dumbfounded, laughed: "How could the real Santa Claus die? That's the magical Santa Claus!"

As someone who understands Chuck's attitude towards Little Sheldon and the others and has personally purchased Christmas gifts for them, she knows that Little Sheldon's mood will definitely rise and fall because of Chuck's Christmas gifts. It's so uncomfortable!

After all, if there is no comparison, there will be no harm!

"did you buy it?"

The big Texas girl couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth in a graceful arc: "As for the gift I gave to the boss, I'll keep it a secret for now..."

"Your parents prepared this for you since you were a child."

"of course not!"

Only his wife who loves him enough will take over the burden of his parents and work hard to maintain his innocence for such an old man.

Director Randy nodded and said, "Then help me ask and see if there are any clues!"

"..."

And drunkenness and other addicts are almost all selfish people.

"not good!"

After saying this, he glanced at Santa Claus who had fallen on the snow and lost his breath, and whispered: "I mean, the Santa Claus who really has magic!"

After walking in, I immediately looked at the carefully decorated Christmas cabin, looking left and right. Lisa, a Texas girl with beautiful husky blue eyes full of thoughtfulness and smile, also looked over at this time.

Then he cried out in surprise.

"Is it that obvious?"

"..."

"No!"

Even for this reason, I can only prepare Christmas gifts for myself, instead of letting my lover carefully prepare Christmas surprises for her.

"I ordered a Christmas dress as a Christmas gift for my boss."

Here is another person who truly believes this.

Director Randy touched his face in embarrassment and said with a silly smile: "This is Santa Claus' cabin after all. It's my first time to go in, so I'm looking forward to it."

"Okay, as long as you like it!"

If it were any other person who said this, he would definitely argue with his reasoning, and even if he couldn't argue, he would be consistent but different.

"Um."

With Santa's size, it's a little difficult for him to put on any clothes. He can't control his hands and feet after drinking, so there's no problem with wearing them.

Lisa, the big Texas girl, glanced at the police officer.

Texas big girl Lisa couldn't help but remind her.

Chief Randy pointed to the last words written on the Christmas card.

Having said this, he tilted his head slightly and lowered his voice and said: "Tonight, my daughters are waiting for him to come in from the chimney on a reindeer and a sleigh to deliver gifts!"

Everything that happens in the rehabilitation center in New York is under Anna's sight, but except for Dr. House's wonderful mother Bonnie, Anna doesn't pay attention to anyone else.
To be continued...