Chapter 312: Detective Chuck: In Florida, Just Got Off the Plane!
Monica's Apartment.
Ross parked his new car downstairs for a long time before finally parking it, then smugly twirled the keychain as he went upstairs.
"Hey, a Porsche!"
Rachel immediately noticed the highlight Ross was trying to show off. "You bought a new car?"
"A Porsche 911!"
Ross tried to sound nonchalant. "It's parked downstairs."
"Ah!"
Monica had just stepped out of her bedroom when she heard this and immediately rushed over excitedly, snatching the car keys from Ross's hand.
Then she ran to the window and looked down, pressing the remote control. The beautiful sports car below beeped, and she screamed, "Ross, thank you!"
"You're welcome?"
Ross didn't immediately understand. "But why?"
"You were so stingy yesterday, I was so embarrassed. Now I see your stinginess varies from person to person, especially towards family.
You knew this Porsche 911 was what I wanted most, and you bought it for me without waiting for the prize ceremony. It's true what they say—I cared about you the most and asked Chuck to save you!"
Monica hugged her brother as she spoke, then took the keys and walked downstairs, calling out, "Rachel, let's go for a drive!"
"Wait! Wait!"
Ross realized Monica had taken his new car as a gift and immediately stopped her, trying to snatch the keys.
"This is my new car, not a gift for you!"
"Don't joke around."
Monica had always been competitive with her brother Ross, a formidable force in her own right.
Now, after countless hours of physical training with Chuck, she had evolved into peak form, easily dodging Ross's attempts to steal the keys back.
In such a good mood, she thought Ross was joking.
"I'm serious!"
Ross tried to grab it a few more times without success, then blocked the apartment door, preventing Monica from leaving.
"Are you serious?"
Monica's joy froze, looking at her increasingly serious brother Ross with suspicion.
"I never said this new car was for you!!!"
Ross's signature roar erupted.
"Impossible!"
Monica stared at him for a moment, then laughed again, pointing at him and saying, "I must admit, you almost fooled me!
You're amazing! Okay, stop joking, I'm going to test drive my new ride!"
"He's not joking."
Rachel, an observer with a clearer perspective, tugged at the excited Monica.
"Impossible!"
Monica still shook her head with a smile, stepping forward to push Ross aside.
Ross tried to resist, but Monica easily pulled him away. Seeing Monica about to leave, he could only hold onto her arm tightly and roar,
"Impossible again!!! Why is it impossible?!!! What makes you think this is for you?!!!"
"Really not?"
Seeing Ross's reaction, Monica became suspicious again. "But it's a red Porsche 911! You didn't give it to me, did you drive it yourself?"
"..."
Ross paused, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "I like red... Who said a red Porsche 911 is only for women?"
"That's right."
The commotion had already alerted Chandler across the street. He came over and, hearing this, immediately teased him with a smile.
"Everyone has a feminine side. Now I finally understand why Carol chose you. There was definitely a reason~"
"Oh, I see. That makes sense."
Monica finally realized this wasn't a gift for her. Disappointed, she immediately joined Chandler's mockery, sarcastically criticizing her brother for being particularly stingy.
With that, she threw the sports car keys back to Ross.
"Monica..."
Ross received the keys, feeling a little embarrassed, given the stark contrast in his sister's attitude.
And to be honest, it was indeed his sister who first thought of him and asked Chuck to save his life, so giving her a sports car wouldn't be a big deal, but he was still a little reluctant.
"Monica, don't worry, after I claim the prize, I'll definitely give you a satisfactory gift, definitely better than this sports car, okay?"
"Heh."
Monica just gave a cold laugh.
She didn't feel as strongly about it as Jack had; after all, she was used to her brother's stinginess from childhood.
It was only because of the unexpected windfall of $2.04 billion that she had some more expectations for her miserly brother.
"Monica doesn't need this car,"
Rachel laughed beside her. "If she really wanted it, Chuck could definitely buy it for her; it's just that she doesn't want to."
"I have a job, I can earn money and afford a car—why would I need Chuck to buy me a sports car!"
Monica laughed.
"Then you still want to take mine..."
Ross couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
"That's not the same!"
Monica glared at him.
"Of course not!"
Rachel laughed. "Asking your own family for money is perfectly reasonable, but asking your boyfriend for money feels a bit like being dependent. Monica wants to be on equal footing with Chuck."
"Equal..."
Ross really wanted to say something about their relationship dynamics, but remembering the strange expression and behavior Monica had when they talked about this before, he didn't dare to say it.
"What a cool sports car!"
Chandler walked to the window at this moment, looked down, whistled, and then smiled at Ross. "You're already so high-profile before you even claimed your prize?"
"This is all small change."
Ross put away his keys, looking smug. "I still have to spend the money I need to spend. After all, I'm a billionaire now."
"Looks like contacting the rabbi last night worked well?"
Seeing that the conversation was getting down to business, Monica put aside her disdain for her stingy brother who only cared about himself and started to worry about his safety.
After all, he was her brother!
"That's great!"
Ross exclaimed, his chin practically jutting out. "The rabbi has agreed to help me connect with high-level people. I'm no longer a nobody with no connections. He's also found me the best security, and I heard they'll be here today."
Just then, his phone rang. He answered it, said a few words with a broad smile, and hung up, his smile widening.
"The security team is here! They're on their way. Do you know Krav Maga?"
"Krav Maga! Israeli special forces combat!"
Monica blurted out immediately.
"That's right!"
Ross glanced at his sister in surprise, wondering why she knew so much about it, but he didn't bother to ask. He continued to boast to Rachel and the others.
"It's the most powerful close combat technique available today. It's not only widely used in Israel, but FBI agents also learn it."
"Do you know why it's so powerful?"
Chandler chuckled knowingly.
"Hmm?"
Ross was taken aback.
"Because those are real combat techniques!"
Chandler said with a half-smile. "How many real-world situations have they been tested in to become 'renowned'?"
"Exactly!"
Ross, oblivious to the sarcasm in Chandler's words, remained excited and proud. "With such elite and trustworthy security guards like them, I don't need to ask Chuck for help at all—I can be perfectly fine!"
"Ross, don't be so overconfident about these things..."
Monica, seeing her brother's somewhat detached expression, couldn't help but remind him. "Those are all just techniques; you can still rely on Chuck the most."
"That's because you're too infatuated with him!"
Ross retorted. "Once you've met them, you'll definitely have a different feeling—they're the elite of the elite!"
"I know!"
Monica advised. "Krav Maga, I understand that too! You say FBI agents also practice, but do you know that the FBI often still needs Chuck to solve problems?"
"..."
Ross was speechless for a moment.
He somewhat regretted using the FBI to endorse Krav Maga. He had originally intended to use this to demonstrate the power of Krav Maga, but he had forgotten Chuck's relationship with the FBI and other law enforcement agencies.
"What do you know about Krav Maga?"
Ross said irritably.
"Have you forgotten who subdued Vicky on the train tracks the other night and saved you?"
Monica reminded him.
"You said you also learned Krav Maga?"
Ross asked in shock. "When?"
"Actually, I haven't specifically studied it... Chuck is proficient in all martial arts."
Monica recalled that after knocking out Vicky the other night, she had specifically asked Chuck about it, only to learn the truth about how skilled he was.
Chuck said that Krav Maga is actually very suitable for women, and many women who have been hurt by men have studied it.
The most classic example is a guy who, on his girlfriend's birthday, while her family and friends were preparing a surprise birthday party at her apartment, suddenly got cold feet and wanted to break up, but didn't dare to do it in person, so he only dared to call, and even then, he used voicemail.
The result was that all of his girlfriend's family and friends huddled in her apartment waiting for her to return, and they all overheard the whole thing.
Only the bewildered girlfriend excitedly walked in, facing a group of family and friends who didn't know how to react.
But that wasn't the worst part.
Six years later, this guy, who had dumped countless girls, suddenly felt lonely one day and thought about the past. He felt that fashion and love were cyclical, so he started searching through his past girlfriend records and found this girl again.
In his memory, this girl was incredibly outstanding, and he couldn't understand why he had broken up with her back then. His friends, who still had relatively normal values, severely criticized him, and he could only use youthful impulsiveness as an excuse.
Then, he fell for her again.
The girl still couldn't resist his advances, feeling that this guy, now focused on finding true love, had finally settled down, and she fell for him again.
Unfortunately, less than a month later, he lost interest and wanted to break up.
This time, his friends relentlessly pressured him to meet in person to end the relationship, forbidding him from sending emails or leaving phone messages anymore.
The result was that it was the girl's birthday that day, and the guy felt he had to be honest; he couldn't even hold back for a day, so under the guise of honesty, he blurted it out.
The girl was devastated, but luckily, one of the things that helped her through the hurt he caused her six years ago was learning Krav Maga. She persisted for six years, even after being fooled by his romantic advances a second time, she still trained diligently.
Finally, she used it this time, making him finally understand what Krav Maga, which his girlfriend had been talking about all the time since their reconciliation, was, but which he had never bothered to look up!
When Monica heard this story, she thought it was the perfect testimonial for Krav Maga, so she remembered it vividly and even asked Chuck to give her a special lesson on it!
"So?"
Ross didn't react immediately.
"Don't you understand?"
Chandler teased, instantly getting it. "Chuck is proficient in all martial arts, so naturally Monica picks things up from him. Monica trains with Chuck regularly and is also very talented herself, so learning Krav Maga without even realizing it isn't difficult, is it?"
"Cool! I want to learn too!"
Rachel said enviously.
"..."
Ross finally understood. Thinking about how his sister learned from Chuck, and then recalling how his second wife, Vicky, was knocked out by his sister in one move but could have knocked him out, his inflated mood plummeted.
Not long after, bodyguards who looked very professional came to report to Ross.
Ross started showing off again. "Monica, where's Chuck? Call him over, let's all have a chat!"
"No need."
Monica rolled her eyes at her brother, not wanting him to brag in front of her boyfriend. After her brother's ungrateful behavior and constant boasting, she got competitive too and looked eagerly at one of the female bodyguards. "How about we have a practice session?"
"To Central Park!"
Rachel immediately egged them on.
"Let's do it!"
Ross was also unconvinced and wanted to see just how good his sister, trained by Chuck, really was.
So everyone went to Central Park, found a green space, and had Monica and the female bodyguard spar.
The result was surprising; the two were evenly matched, but in the end, Monica won.
"How could this be?"
Ross looked at the bodyguards in confusion, wondering if he had really gotten his money's worth.
The bodyguards were also speechless, only able to admire Monica's skill and technique.
"That's fine too."
Ross, seeing Monica's smile, seemed to sense Chuck's presence in spirit and stubbornly added, "It saves me the money to hire bodyguards for you."
"It's a pity Chuck isn't here, otherwise I'd really like to see Chuck fight these professional combat experts."
Rachel, still eager for more, urged Monica to bring Chuck over.
Unable to resist her nagging, Monica finally made a phone call. "Chuck, where are you?"
"I'm in Florida, just got off the plane!"
Chuck's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"What are you doing in Florida?"
"You left New York?!"
Monica and Ross spoke at the same time. Compared to Monica's surprise, Ross's face turned pale.
"Lisa's friend was kidnapped by a serial killer, and I'm tracking them down,"
Chuck said succinctly.
Seeing this, Monica said a few words and hung up the phone.
"Are you scared?"
Chandler hugged Ross, who trembled, and teased him.
"What am I afraid of?"
Ross's eyes darted around nervously, but he still stubbornly insisted, "I have the most professional bodyguards. I'm meeting those real power players tonight—I don't need him at all."
"Hmm, that's right,"
Chandler teased. "But even so, why are your legs shaking? Don't you trust your bodyguards? They're the most professional and capable... Oh, wait, they can't even beat Monica. Maybe you should get a few more, otherwise, even if you're at ease, we won't be."
Ross knew Chandler was teasing him, but he was still scared. After his bodyguards left, he called the rabbi again.
That night.
With the rabbi's help, after meeting and building rapport with influential people through the synagogue's East Coast connections, Ross returned to his apartment under the escort of his bodyguards.
Then that involuntary weakness struck again, and in his last moments of consciousness, he let out a weak moan: "Oh, no~"
(End of Chapter)
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