Daily life of an American TV drama agent

On the streets of Los Angeles, Ron searched for the largest anime peripheral store in New York via Google. During the process, he also called Leonard, who had arrived in Switzerland and was living a happy life as a family of three with Penny Sheldon.

Ask if there are any superheroes who can hide their faces without wearing tights.

Although Ron had already made an appearance at a conference called "Detective Mystery Conference", "a conference for mystery enthusiasts where most people think they are awesome," he did not attract anyone's attention.

Apart from Billy, who had been warned by him, probably only the coquettish Japanese man had noticed him.

But it is a pity that due to the weird aesthetic of American comics, among the truly famous heroes, except for "V" and "Batman" who have already been used by him, there are really few who do not wear tights.

The final result of the discussion was that Ron had to buy a black and green hooded sweatshirt and paint half of his face with black military camouflage where his eyes were.

Although I couldn't hide it from people who knew Ron very well, I had no problem dealing with strangers.

"Sir, this outfit really suits you. I have never seen a COSER who is so suitable for the role of Green Arrow. Are you free tonight? Do you want to consider coming to our Valentine's Day Party? I promise you The character can definitely win the championship.

After that, I can also take you to see my collection, which I guarantee is the most precious treasure in the world for any anime fan. "

The animation shop owner's face flushed with excitement, and a face as handsome as Lee Pace kept approaching. If Ron hadn't kept pulling away, the male owner of unknown sexual orientation might have touched his chest muscles.

But Ron was not interested in it at all: "Forget it about PARTY, I bought this outfit purely for my nephew's birthday."

"That's such a shame~"

The boss sighed. He didn't know whether he was sorry that Ron couldn't attend his Valentine's Day Party, or that he was sorry that he couldn't be Ron's lover, or both?

Anyway, Ron planned to get away from this pervert as soon as possible, but just when he paid and was about to leave, he was stopped by the boss again.

"Wait a minute, guest, you forgot your bow and arrows!" The boss took out a bow and arrows from under the table: "How can Green Arrow not take a bow and arrows?"

"Buying COS clothing here also gives you a bow and arrow?" Ron Zha asked in disbelief.

"Of course not everyone is worthy of me doing this. This special benefit is only for certain people." The boss winked at Ron, who felt a chill. The boss continued: "This is an eagle bow produced by Oneida Company. Although in the eyes of professional players it is a low-efficiency bow and arrow, it is still a pretty good thing.”

The boss took the opportunity to hang the bow and quiver on Ron, and touched Ron again. Seeing that this pervert gave him a good bow in the end, Ron finally held back and didn't Take out the guy on the spot and blow his head off.

"Okay, thank you, boss." Ron said goodbye hastily.

On the other side, the amateur detective team also began to analyze the case under the auspices of Officer Chen.

"Listen, this is the first and last time I'm sharing this information with you." Officer Chen came to the stage with top-secret information from the police.

To be honest, this kind of amateur reasoning enthusiast has always been the most disgusting existence among all law enforcement officers. If possible, she would definitely not want to deal with them.

But there is no other way. The mayor needs the votes of Chinese Americans, so the police can only passively compromise. Even if they know that the gang is involved in some illegal activities, they can only turn a blind eye. I don’t know if this is considered excessive freedom. the consequences brought about.

"I will only tell you once," Officer Chen frowned slightly when he saw Tang Ren playing with Billy below: "The day before yesterday, Jason Wu's body was found in a Chinatown at 10:10 a.m. The temple is being discovered.

The staff who opened the door found that someone had cut open his chest and taken away his heart. The murderer made a Y-shaped incision on the deceased's body, leaving no fingerprints on the scene. "

“But there are two very important points. First, a large amount of sevoflurane residue was collected from the deceased’s mouth, nose and left hand, which can prove that the deceased was dragged into the crime scene after being knocked unconscious.

Second, regarding the wound reaction of the deceased, the deceased died after his heart was removed from a living body after being anesthetized. Are there any other issues? "

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At the same time, the same information was also transferred to Ron's laptop. Ron stared at the photos on the computer screen in silence for a long time, and finally spoke again: "So this killer is left-handed?"

"This is just a possibility. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the murderer deliberately disguised himself like this to mislead the police in order to hide his identity, right? You deduced this after looking at it for a long time?"

Peggy's sweet female voice came from the computer speakers.

"I've told you before that I've never been good at reasoning about things like taking off your pants and farting," Ron rubbed his hair with a headache.

Ever since he asked Peggy for help and asked her to help him get police information, the New York police's skills were not enough for Peggy to hang him with one hand. However, after Peggy got the information Ron wanted, she did not directly give it to him. Instead, he had a sudden idea and asked Ron to play a reasoning game with her.

It's called training Ron's reasoning skills.

"After all, I got too little information. I need more things to make a judgment. Does the police have a profile of the killer?"

Although Ron knew who the killer was now due to his knowledge of the plot, he did not dare to reveal any clues in front of Peggy. With that girl's brain, it was only a matter of time before he could deduce his identity as a time traveler.

"Of course there is. It happens to be the killer profile made by Officer Chen who was invited by Uncle Seven to help. I will send it to you now." Peggy typed on the keyboard for a while, and Ron immediately received the killer profile on his computer. :

Male, Chinese, between the ages of 25 and 40, single, with a stable source of income, a certain level of education, a legitimate occupation, not necessarily aggressive in appearance, maybe even a good gentleman with relatives around him. Died under normal circumstances.

Ron looked at the few short sentences on the screen, and his frowned brows did not relax, but instead became deeper and deeper.

"How's it going? My great detective, have you discovered anything new?" Peggy's teasing voice sounded.

"I found that compared to the police in Los Angeles, the New York police are a bunch of idiots." Ron said with a sigh of relief.

Peggy's eyes lit up: "Did you discover the flaw so quickly? What do you say?"

Ron rubbed his temples. He didn't know if he had become smarter after hanging out with Sherlock for a long time. He tried hard to recall Sherlock's usual taunting words and began to organize his thoughts.

"First of all, I agree with the judgment of a male. If the murderer is not a male, it would be difficult to drag a fainted person such a long distance. Yes, the distance from the parking position to the Zaowang Temple is definitely not a It can be done by a woman unless she is a female athlete who works out regularly."

"Then what?"

"But I have doubts about the Chinese identity. This can only be regarded as a possibility, but it is not 100% certain."

Ron recalled the plot. If he were asked to reason directly based on evidence, it would be a bit difficult, but if he knew the results and worked backwards, everything would seem so simple.

What's more, the profile of this case is full of loopholes. Even if he doesn't know the outcome, if Ron is asked to investigate the case, he won't completely believe the profile.

"Then what race do you think the murderer is?"

"This cannot be determined for the time being, but what is certain is that the person who specifically selected the special location of Zaowang Temple as the place of murder must be Chinese or someone who has an in-depth understanding of Chinese culture. Therefore, the suspect can now be Narrow it down to Chinese Americans and everyone who understands Chinese culture, including everyone who has traveled to China, borrowed or purchased relevant books, and had a romantic relationship with an Asian."

"Congratulations. Based on the above two points, you have successfully narrowed down the number of people who are suspicious of Yingying to 62,177 people." Under the remote control of Peggy, Ron's computer showed two large circles. Well, the citizen information filtered out by the two conditions just given, the intersection of the two big circles is the candidate who meets the above conditions.

"Single and having a stable source of income, these two conditions are easy to understand. The deceased's family was prominent and the things on his body were valuable, but nothing was missing at the scene, so the murderer must not have killed for money.

From the background investigation of the deceased, it can be seen that this person is a very kind and wealthy second generation, and there is no possibility of being killed in a vendetta. However, these two items are of little use for the time being. We can speculate on the murderer’s motive later. Now I am more convinced The latter one is of some interest. "

"You mean the murderer has received a proper education? How did you see this?" Peggy asked knowingly.

"It's very simple, look at this wound." Ron enlarged the photo of the wound: "The incision of the wound is very smooth and complete. It is obviously the result of one-time shaping. The position and angle are just right."

"There are only two types of people who can cause such wounds, namely doctors who specialize in operating on patients or butchers who specialize in slaughtering animals. But considering that this wound is on a human body, I am more inclined to the former hypothesis."

"As expected of the man I have fallen in love with," Peggy's eyes were so blurred that she could almost water her eyes, and in another part of her body, floods were already flooding: "The speed of your progress is simply amazing. This is what you learned from Sherlock. Are you here?"

"Of course." Peggy took the initiative to find a reasonable explanation for him. How could Ron be unreasonable?

"Congratulations. Now you have successfully narrowed down the suspects to 117. Come on, you will find the murderer soon."

"Why are there so many?" Ron was dissatisfied. He thought that with this addition, the suspect could be locked into a two-digit range, but he didn't expect that it was still three digits.

Peggy took another pillow with Ron's photo printed on it and rubbed it back and forth while explaining: "There is no way, traveling to Asia is the cheapest travel route, and China is one of the essential travel destinations. One, in fact, one-fifth of the doctors in New York have traveled to China.”

"Well, I also noticed one thing," Ron sent the searched page to Peggy: "Two weeks ago, someone found the body of a white woman by the Hudson River, with the same markings on it as the deceased. She had a Y-shaped wound. I think the two cases are related to a certain extent, but what she lost was a kidney."

"What do you want to say? Do you think these two cases were committed by the same person?"

"It must be the same person." Ron said firmly. He knew that he was very close to the correct answer: "Now, check whether these two people have been treated in the same hospital."

"Yes," Peggy helped Ron search. Of course, her slender legs were not idle, rubbing against the pillow crazily. With a high-pitched voice, Peggy finally found the information Ron wanted: " Both of them were treated at the same hospital at the same time, Springfield Hospital.

There is only one doctor in this hospital who meets all the above characteristics, and that is the owner of this hospital, Mr. James Springfield. His wife is a Chinese-American and died of cancer a year ago. "

"I can't believe that the murderer would be such a gentle-looking man. Ron, do you know what's the most ironic thing?"

"What?" Ron asked knowingly.

Peggy said in a sarcastic tone: "The most ironic thing is that this hospital has also established in-depth cooperation with the New York police. The two autopsy reports that died at his hands were made by that doctor. What do you think?" Not funny?"

"This is really ironic." Ron stood up.

Peggy, who had been watching him through the camera, noticed his actions: "Ron, what are you going to do? Are you going to kill that crazy doctor?"

"Of course not, that's not my style." Ron chuckled: "I just plan to use this as a condition to make the lunatic pay a tax first, if he doesn't want to be exposed."

"Okay, but don't forget, this is New York, not Los Angeles. If you are exposed, you may be in some trouble."

"Don't worry, I'm not an idiot. I'm just going to do justice as the Green Arrow and earn some money at the same time~" Ron put the hood over his head and painted on his face with his hands stained with oil paint. One course.

"There is no conflict between being a hero and making money. After all, superheroes also need to eat~" As he spoke, Ron had already put the bow and quiver on his body.

"You can also play with bow and arrow?"

"I know a little bit. When I was fishing with old George, I would randomly pick up some animals in the nearby woods and bring them back to Mary to roast and eat. But at that time, my main prey was hares."

Ron said with a nostalgic expression. In his previous life, he was restricted by the law and could not play with guns. Bows and arrows were the only legal long-range weapons he had access to.

Archery can be said to be one of the few skills that he can play well without relying on the system.

"Now, it's time to get started on Arrow in New York."