Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Ron staggered around the corner before putting the hidden earphones back into his ears.

"Ron, Oscar really owes you a statuette."

"When the day comes that I can no longer afford to make a living in this industry, I will definitely go to Hollywood and give it a try." Ron smiled proudly.

"You mean with your vixen who plays "Transformers"? Ron, a woman with a fox in her name must not be a good woman. You need to keep your eyes open."

"So, the woman who drugged me to intoxicate me is a good woman? If I guessed correctly, it should be hydroxybutyric acid, right?" The dignified captain of the IRS special operations team was actually knocked unconscious by a weak woman. This is going to be reported When I left, I didn’t know how long I would make my former colleagues laugh.

Although there is no shame in falling at the hands of Peggy, the problem is that others don't know it. In everyone's impression, Peggy's image is just a young member, but a genius who quickly fell.

Ron didn't dare to say anything, but fortunately, he had a pretty good knowledge of chemistry and could roughly guess a possibility.

"That's right, hydroxybutyric acid. I also took a sip of whiskey to help you speed up the evaporation. Don't worry, I set the dose based on your physical examination data over the years to ensure that it will not cause any harm to your body."

It turns out that physical examination reports are still used in this way? Ron felt heartbroken: "Okay, what about the pair of glasses now?"

Ron chose to change the topic. Since they were out of the observable position, they could only be observed through the camera controlled by Peggy.

"They left five minutes ago, so your performance was in vain. How about it? Do you feel heartbroken again?"

"Of course not," Ron's eyes lit up: "Can you help me use the cameras on the road to see if there is a car following them behind them?

He would keep a distance of about three to five cars and follow him from a distance. The driver was a bald man with a fierce look. I acted out the entire scene for him. "

"OMG, there really is the person you mentioned. How did you know about it?" Peggy exclaimed.

"Of course, with my many years of experience as an agent, the son of the deceased Harry is a rookie at first glance. The veteran who trained him will definitely be worried about following along."

Ron got into the car that had been prepared and started it: "Tell you where that old bird is, and I will follow him now."

"That's not necessary. I'll just give you the coordinates of the old glass house, and you can just go there and wait."

Ron's phone vibrated, and Peggy sent the new location to his phone. As expected, it was Beverly Hills again, but this time it was a little outside, not in the core area.

Probably because the housing prices there are cheaper.

Ron quickly drove there, but unfortunately when he arrived, the two men inside had already started fighting. After witnessing a boring fight between rookies, a corner of the room lit up with dazzling lights. of reflection.

It's bald! Arthur takes action!

The opportunity Ron was waiting for finally came, so while the two killers were cleaning up the traces in the room, Ron accidentally installed a tracker on Arthur's car.

Then……

Then he went home. As an agent who was not short of money, Ron was too lazy to operate with two small shrimps. He only needed to install a tracker on Arthur's car to keep track of his movements.

When he and the killer company really get into trouble, he can achieve maximum results by taking action suddenly.

In Chinese terms, this is a snipe and a clam fighting, the fisherman wins, and Ron is the fisherman.

…

When I said goodbye to Peggy and dragged my hungry body home, I remembered that I had barely eaten a few bites of today's dinner, and the refrigerator was already empty.

Penny may not be very enthusiastic about cleaning the house, but she is surprisingly diligent about cleaning the food in the refrigerator.

Ron had no intention of going out to buy anything, but took the spare key and opened the door of Sheldon's apartment next door. According to Sheldon's habit, there would be at least three days' worth of food in the refrigerator at any time, and it was very abundant.

But when he opened the door, he saw an extremely strange scene in the house.

Sheldon squatted half-crouched by the table, opening his mouth wide at Leonard in an extremely ambiguous posture. Coupled with Ron's experience today, some bad associations immediately arose.

"Oh my God!" Ron slapped his forehead: "The way I opened the door must be wrong? Sheldon, my dear brother, are you finally enlightened about relationships? Although you made some mistakes in choosing a partner, But don’t worry, I will try to help you convince mom.”

Leonard's head was full of questions: "Ron! What do you think we are doing?"

"Aren't you asking my brother to bite you? Although I'm not gay, I don't despise it. I will still regard you as a member of my family, if you get married.

Don't worry, because of your special circumstances, we won't ask you to change your surname, but it would be best if one of your adopted children can inherit Cooper's surname. "

Ron smiled like an aunt.

"Ron! Didn't you see the cotton swab in my hand?" Sheldon said angrily.

Ron nodded thoughtfully: "So do you need to disinfect before doing this kind of thing between same-sex people? I learned it, I learned it."

"No, no, no! Ron, you are mistaken. It was Sheldon who asked me to take a sample of the bacteria in his throat. He suspected that he was sick!" Leonard was confused by the Cooper brothers.

Suspect you are sick? Okay, this is very Sheldon~

Ron shook his head regretfully: "Well, although you may not believe it, and I don't believe it either, our family really took him to see him. At least he is in good spirits now and is not sick."

"We're talking about Penny! Penny just came back from a place full of sick people today, and she probably brought back the virus from that place. She even stayed in our house for more than ten minutes. Now this house is simply... It’s just a big virus petri dish!”

"Sheldon! Penny doesn't have any symptoms. I'm sure she's not contagious." Leonard turned around and yelled at Sheldon helplessly.

"Please!" Sheldon's pathological fear continued: "If influenza only started to spread after symptoms appeared, it should have disappeared thousands of years ago."

“In the early days of using stone tools and creating murals, Homo sapiens would have found a way to kill the snotty-nosed guy!”

Ron directly passed over Sheldon, who was still beeping, opened the refrigerator and took out the milk. He also took a box of cereal and made himself a bowl of cereal and sat back on the sofa.

"Seriously, guys, if Penny hadn't eaten everything I put in the refrigerator, I wouldn't have wanted to watch this drama."