Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Ron drove home.

Yes, he had returned to Los Angeles and was lying comfortably on his sofa. Penny should be at work, and Ron was drinking beer and watching TV, and the news about his deeds yesterday was playing on the TV.

"Last night's terrorist attack in the Miami slums was indeed related to former FBI agent Brian O'Connor and his friend Roman. During the FBI's raid on Veron, the two were caught on the spot by the FBI while transferring money. …”

On the TV, it was Agent O'Connor's face that was anxious about frankness and resistance to leniency. Sure enough, after he left, O'Connor and his friends were sent to withdraw the money just like in the original plot.

But Ron had already taken away all the money, leaving only the poor people fighting for the remaining two bags of money. After losing Ron's high-end force to suppress them, the battle scene was very bloody.

When O'Connor and the others arrived, it was when the war was at its hottest. Even if they knew they were Veron's people, the poor people in the slums had already become red-eyed and would not dare to attack even the gangsters.

The final result was that when the FBI surrounded the place, O'Connor's side was still having a happy shootout with the poor.

I didn’t mention it, don’t mention that you O’Connor is a retired agent. Even if you are still on the job, the timing is so coincidental, and you used a gun to kill a “civilian” with a gun in front of the FBI. Who are you not going to take the blame for? back?

Dozens of civilians in the slums died and many more were injured. There was also a gangster who claimed to be an undercover FBI agent. The blame was about to be placed on the FBI. How could the FBI identify O'Connor.

I have to say that O'Connor really suffered a dumb loss.

The four bags of U.S. dollars totaled more than three million U.S. dollars. After Ron deducted 50% of the unexpected income tax, he divided the money into three equal parts, one for Monica, one for himself, and the filial piety to the boss. Send it along with Rui.

Then, Andy was asked to intercept the 50% unexpected income tax into financial funds through financial means. It must be said that this move was very IRS-like.

Coupled with the tax money he got from Uncle Fried Chicken, Ron is now surprisingly wealthy. He has already taken back the supply purchase list he sent to Yuri before, and resent it several times richer.

Thinking of this, Ron took a sip of soda comfortably and used the remote control to switch to the paid movie channel. He planned to watch some good movies, but he frowned when he was disturbed by a symphony coming from the neighbor's house next door.

"Sheldon! What are you doing?! And you, Howard, are you pretending to be a gorilla? To be honest, you are the skinniest gorilla I have ever seen."

Ron opened the door, and four scientists were jumping around the sofa making various weird movements. Those who didn't know it thought they were in a mental hospital.

"Hi, Ron!" Howard first welcomed him: "Is it a little loud?"

"It's not a little, it's deafening. I could hear it from the first floor." Penny also came to the door at some point, because the music was so loud that Ron didn't hear her footsteps at all.

"I didn't expect you to use idioms." Ron looked down at Penny as usual and then turned to look at the four scientists: "So, the voice can be turned down a little, right?"

"No problem, turn it down now, San Francisco, Lisbon, Halifax... look, it's done." Howard read out a list of place names, and then looked at the two people at the door with pride along with three other friends.

Ron could clearly see in their eyes the same look Sheldon would look at his parents every time he did something shocking when he was a child: "Come on, praise me!"

"Thank you~" Petunia turned to leave. Unlike Ron, she just wanted to rest after working all day.

"Wait," Leonard quickly stopped his sweetheart: "Don't you understand what we are doing?"

"Didn't you use the computer to turn down the sound?" Penny asked, tilting her head.

Sheldon explained seriously: "Of course not, we used the Internet to go around the world and sent a command to turn down the volume."

"If you are willing, you can buy the same remote control at Walmart?" Ron pulled up a pillow and sat on the sofa: "I said, is there anything to drink? Preferably non-alcoholic, I may have to drive at night Get out."

"No, no, no, you still don't understand." Leonard shook his head and patted Howard: "Howard, turn on the 2 public access function."

Howard typed on the computer for a while, and then...

Then nothing happened.

Penny still didn't understand the brain circuits of these tech geeks, but that didn't stop her from knowing that she wanted to rest, and said perfunctorily: "That's not bad, guys, but I'm going back to rest."

"No, wait a minute." At this moment, the desk lamp connected to the controller flashed. Leonard quickly pointed to the desk lamp: "Look, that's it!"

"So, what do you want to express?" Ron was confused by these guys.

Sheldon, who was closest, looked at the computer and said, "Someone in Bashu, China, is using his computer to remotely turn on and off our lights."

"Sounds good," Penny rubbed her hands awkwardly, "So I have a question, why are you doing this?"

The four scientists looked at each other and said in unison: "Of course because we can do it."

"You know the essence of taking off your pants and farting." Ron concluded: "So, can anyone help me get a drink, thank you."

Rajesh took out a can of Dr. Pepper from the refrigerator and handed it to Ron. Ron looked at it with disgust and finally decided to get up and get something to drink.

This thing tastes like cough syrup. I really don’t know why so many foreigners like it.

"Wait, they seem to have discovered my toys again." Several toy cars waiting nearby suddenly started to move, and Howard shouted excitedly.

Ron took a sip of Fanta and looked at the car being controlled remotely and fell into deep thought.

He is a professional agent who thinks about everything from a practical perspective. If this technology can hide his IP, will it become a new method of terrorist attacks?

Or, a new approach in the urban war on terror? Just like drones in the future, there are still several years before the rough application of drones, but this does not prevent Ron from using this method in his tax collection work in advance.

Think about it, who would take a children's toy car that is everywhere, but when it contains more than a kilogram of high explosives, the person who despises it will definitely pay the price.

Ron decided to talk to Howard later. Among this group of scientists, he seemed to have the highest practical ability.