office.

Mrs. Wardricky, her youngest daughter Lucy, and a strong and sturdy man were by their side, comforting them softly.

"Detective Chuck!"

The youngest daughter Lucy must have been paying attention to the door. When she saw Detective Shenfan coming with Chuck and Detective Amy Santiago, she screamed out immediately.

"Let me introduce, this is Mrs. Wardrickey, and her little daughter Lucy. This is Max Weston, Mr. Wardrickey's comrade-in-arms and now his colleague and good friend."

Detective Shenfan introduced both parties: "As for this, Detective Chuck, everyone knows it, so I don't need to introduce him anymore."

"Detective Chuck, you must help us find my father!"

The youngest daughter Lucy said hopefully.

"not interested."

Chuck shook his head: "I took this case because of the death of your sister Susan, not to help you find your father!"

He has no interest at all in the return of the God of War to the city.

Especially the return of the American God of War to New York!

"I know, but my sister's affairs can be investigated at any time, but my father..."

The youngest daughter Lucy said anxiously.

"In your eyes, your sister's death is not as important as your father's disappearance?"

Chuck interrupted.

"I did not mean that."

The youngest daughter Lucy quickly shook her head.

"Let's talk about the progress of Susan's case first."

Detective Amy Santiago had heard Chuck talk about the theory that "dead people have no human rights" and knew that Chuck was a little disgusted with Susan's family for proving this in disguise, so she quickly reminded him to change the subject.

"Have you made any progress in your investigation?"

Max, the retired soldier who was accompanying him, was very surprised.

He is very aware of the NYPD's efficiency in handling cases.

As long as it is not one of our own, that is, the policeman is killed, otherwise it is all business.

Not to mention that there was progress the next day, even if you started a few weeks later and then told him that everything was normal and you were overthinking, he wouldn't be surprised at all.

But this surprised emotion soon disappeared from Detective Amy Santiago's extremely solemn expression, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Not to mention him, even Mrs. Wardricky, who had been mourning, looked over with sad and frightened eyes.

"...You must be mentally prepared."

Detective Amy Santiago opened her mouth. There was no way to say it directly, so she said this sentence first.

"OMG!"

It was okay not to say it, but as soon as Mrs. Wardricky said it, she immediately covered her mouth and exclaimed, tears welling up uncontrollably.

"Say it quickly!"

Annoying detective reminds me.

"All right."

Detective Amy Santiago glanced at Chuck and saw that he had no intention of speaking for her, so she could only report the latest investigation results to the family as a detective. After she finished speaking briefly, the entire office fell silent.

Even Mrs. Wardrickey, who was weeping, stopped crying.

Because she had already rolled her eyes and fainted.

Her friend Max, a retired soldier, rushed to give her first aid and then helped her out, not letting her hear any more of this.

"Does that mean my dad completely collapsed after hearing that Susan was murdered and her organ transplant donation card was forged?"

The younger daughter Lucy was much stronger, but she still murmured.

"It's a PTSD attack."

Detective Amy Santiago couldn't bear it, so she tried to persuade her, and then she smiled bitterly.

A moment ago, because of Chuck's psychological analysis, she despised PTSD!

But now, looking at the reaction of the deceased's family, she understood why the special term PTSD was coined.

Without PTSD, a general symptom that can explain everything perfunctorily, how can they explain to the world what happened to these retired soldiers?

Why are retired soldiers from other countries basically serving a lifetime of honor? When they talk about their fighting experiences in defending their homeland, they proudly talk about it to future generations.

When it comes to our own American soldiers, they come back from the army suffering from PTSD. They are all mentally stressed and out of tune with society.

Even the family members are separated, there is an irreparable distance, and the love and patience of their family members cannot wake them up at all. Each of them keeps silent about what is wrong with them, runs away from home at every turn, and even becomes a homeless man voluntarily.

No return.

My family took me to see a psychiatrist, and they asked me that it was PTSD, a very normal sequela of battlefield traumatic stress!

Because they can't tell what they went through!

The harm of this gap is very terrible.

In the classic American TV series Breaking Bad, Lao Bai, a middle-aged white male chemistry teacher who is harmless to humans and animals, becomes the calf-making boss Heisenberg because he was diagnosed with cancer in his middle age.

The family has a teenage son who has mild cerebral palsy and needs to use crutches and is still in high school. His wife is still pregnant with another son, and the house loan at home has not been paid off.

As the breadwinner of the family, he needs to leave a sum of money for his wife and children to support them in paying off their mortgage so that their two children can go to college in the future.

What a great and upright family man, but for this reason, if it were to be replaced by a Hollywood blockbuster, countless fans would cheer loudly even if it meant destroying the world, let alone just trying to peddle it.

But the reason why classics are classics is that they are close enough to magical reality.

Lao Bai worked hard to make money and did not dare to let his family know. For this reason, he often left early and came back late. Many times he could not explain it at all.

The pregnant wife began to have doubts. Although she later used excuses such as cancer and mid-life crisis to excuse him, the pregnant wife still suspected that he was cheating on him outside.

When he could no longer hide it anymore, Lao Bai explained everything. He really did everything for this family, for his wife and children!

But the result was that his wife immediately kicked him out of the house and cut off the relationship. In order to make Lao Bai give up, she even directly hooked up with her boss. After having an affair with Lao Bai, she immediately told Lao Bai.

In the American society that is gradually decriminalizing sex, this kind of estrangement is not much different from cheating. If you really think about it, with Franklin, who is full of green, it is easier to choose to forgive than to forgive cheating.

I didn’t notice that Lao Bai’s wife was upright in both words and deeds. She was so adamant at first that she didn’t want the bad money, but in the end she still used the money Lao Bai had earned through hard work to subsidize her lover’s boss.

The harm of family separation is evident.

The story behind PTSD is much more serious than cheating on a kid.

Once they tell about the anti-human things they have done abroad, as a human being, when hearing these things, besides disgust, anger, and fear, can there be love?

A family man can tolerate everything, but he must first be a person!

Is it still an individual who commits those acts against humanity?

Even they themselves knew it wasn't the case, otherwise they wouldn't be as nervous as if they were being haunted by an evil spirit.

So they really didn't dare to say it, and then the estrangement naturally couldn't be eliminated at all.

Even if the psychiatrist knew it, he couldn't say it and wouldn't dare to say it.

So at this time, the name of a disease that is like snake oil is extremely important.

Little Howard, who was passionate about alien robots some time ago, called him an expert.

How dazzling it would be if no one wrote a hospital code for his situation and directly described his condition loudly and objectively!

That is to say, that middle-aged black aunt nurse who has received professional training is well-informed and accustomed to it. Otherwise, how would ordinary people have the courage to describe little Howard's condition?

There are only codes that are exactly the same as other normal diseases, hidden in the names of these codes, which means hello to you, me to everyone.

"Did you think of something?"

Chuck ignored Detective Amy Santiago's lament about why PTSD was invented, and looked at his young daughter Lucy who was thoughtful and had an awkward expression and asked.

"without……"

The youngest daughter Lucy quickly shook her head and looked away, not daring to look at Chuck.

"This is your sister and your father."

Chuck looked at her expressionlessly: "If their grievances cannot be appealed and their whereabouts cannot be found as soon as possible because you concealed some important information, it is your responsibility!"

"Lucy, if you know something, you must tell it."

Detective Amy Santiago walked over, half hugged the hesitant Lucy, and encouraged: "This is very important! Especially to your family!"

"I had a fight with my dad not long ago..."

The youngest daughter Lucy is just a girl after all. How can she withstand such questioning? She can no longer hold it in, her eyes are worried and remorseful.

"Why are you arguing?"

Chuck asked.
To be continued...