[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Isaac knew that Daisy and Kiven had a travel plan, and they had asked him before, but he said that he had already planned to reject it, and wished them a good time.But at that time, Isaac did not expect that they had already played out of the United States, rushed out of North America, crossed South America, and jumped directly to Antarctica.

Isaac had to admit, he was a little envious.

That is Antarctica, the purest and cleanest place in the world.

"We still have five days of annual leave, so it's too late." Isaac sighed, Antarctica is not any other place, you can take a trip as soon as you want, "how about our next annual vacation?"

"Yeah." Reid's attention was all on Isaac's phone, he listened to Didi's notification tone, he refreshed it once, and a lot of pictures came out, "These should be taken by Emma during the day, now I'm back to rest And where there is a network, it was posted in one breath."

"Hurry up and have a meteor shower, otherwise there is really nothing to show off here." Isaac looked at the sky, and suddenly found a fast-moving bright light, "Huh? Is it a shooting star? Why is it yellow?"

He remembered Reid saying that tonight's meteors should be blue rays.

Reid squinted, "That should be a passing plane, and the quadrant meteor shower should not be in that direction."

"..." Isaac was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he was poked at the point of laughter, "God, shouldn't the popularity of those movies and TV dramas be all such misunderstandings?"

Make a wish on the shooting star, hoping that the wish will come true, but in fact, it is not a fashion, but a plane carrying passengers. I don’t know if those sleepy passengers know that they were treated as a wishing boy for a moment. Elf...

"Except for popular science films, the rest should be computer-generated." Reid didn't understand Issac's joke, but it didn't prevent him from explaining. "Hey, this picture is kind of weird."

"Where?" Isaac leaned his head closer.

This is a group of newly released photos, probably taken from a long distance, and the main characters in the shots are only penguins.

"It seems to be two male penguins." Reid said uncertainly.

"Provoking each other, ready to fight for girls?" Isaac guessed.

"Probably." Reid said, "This season is not the courtship and breeding season for penguins, it should be fighting."

It's not surprising that males fight in the animal kingdom, and Isaac couldn't figure out what Reid couldn't figure out.

"Is there a second explanation besides the fight?" he asked.

"Courtship?" There was self-doubt in Reid's voice.

"You just said that this is not courtship season, and these are two male penguins..." Issac's voice suddenly stopped, and a guess arose in his heart, "Isn't it? You suspect..."

"In a penguin colony, this kind of behavior is not common, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Reid said, "However, it is not very feasible for Emma to capture a pair with a random photo. It would be great if there is a video , so I can be more sure."

"Two male penguins, how did they lay eggs? No, who laid eggs for them? They are monogamous penguins, males incubate eggs, I remember correctly?" Two penguins that can incubate eggs can't lay eggs, can it be Are you going to hatch stones?

"Maybe steal it?" Reid said, "I remember there is "Emperor Penguin Diaries" in the library in the room, shall we go back and watch it?"

Isaac hesitated, then agreed.Compared with the six meteor showers a year, he is more interested in this now.

Naturally, they got up late the next day.

The helicopter on the deck was also gone.

"What about people?" Isaac asked.

"They left with the murderer and the body." Scripps bounced around Isaac.

"Have you eaten popping candy? Or, have you finally made up your mind to lose your fat?" Isaac pressed Scripps' shoulder, "It's not easy for a fat man."

"I'm not fat!" Scripps argued, "I'm just too happy."

"I don't know why," Isaac said. "How long until we land?"

"Speaking of which, I plan to seek everyone's opinions in a while." Scripps rubbed his face, and stretched his arms to welcome the sea breeze blowing on his face, "You said, anyway, the dangerous people on board are gone, let's continue How's the sailing going? Probably need to change direction, but that's not a problem."

"I don't know what others think, but I plan to go to Las Vegas after going ashore." This is the result of his discussion with Reid last night, "Sea travel is also good, but in a short time, I don't plan to continue Stay on board."

"Look, that's what I was worried about." Scripps wrinkled his face into an '囧', "But I thought you were going to show your masculinity."

“What does that have to do with masculinity?” Isaac said. “Murder is never a pleasant thing to do, it’s at work, and it’s multiplied when it happens on holiday.”

"I thought you were used to it." Scripps stopped laughing. "Among those who have seen the corpse, you and Dr. Reid are the calmest."

"Please, who told us to be professional." Isaac also said seriously, "Tom is also good."

Although the good direction is a bit crooked, it is also a skill to be able to calmly consider how to destroy the corpse and whitewash the peace, isn't it?

"He's getting a little fidgety." Scripps waved his hand. "I don't believe that anyone who's been on the battlefield has seen as many dead bodies as you. Forget it, let's not talk about it. Seriously, you think you'll agree to continue on the boat How many people are there?"

"Don't underestimate the courage of those guys, as long as you tell them that the matter is settled." Issac said, "It's you, I don't recommend you to stay on the ship."

"Huh?" Scripps looked into the distance. "Why?"

"Your dark circles are too heavy to hide." Isaac pointed out mercilessly, "One night without sleep? How long do you think you can last? It would be slow murder to keep you on the boat. You are the The one who whitewashes the peace and pretends nothing happened, but you're torturing yourself."

"I have to get over it on my own. I can't solve the problem by running away." Scripps doesn't like this topic very much. When I was lying, I was tortured and killed..."

"It's really nice to act like a normal person, huh?" Isaac disapproved of this stubbornness, "What you need now is a psychiatrist."

"Seriously, shouldn't you be giving me a tender hug at this point?" Scripps was a little annoyed.

"I'm afraid I'm not that broad-minded." Isaac looked at Scripps pretendingly, and finally shook his head.

"What?" Scripps felt puzzled.

"Because you're fat." Isaac stretched out his arms in an embrace.

"I'm not that fat!" Scripps snapped.

In the end, it was Isaac who put him down by force.When the boat docked, Scripps slowly came to Isaac's side again, and took the initiative to end their breakup time.

"Is there any good psychiatrist you can recommend?" Scripps asked, and then added, "Of course, it's fine if you practice medicine without a license."

"Hmph, I don't know how many people want to chat with me in their dreams, and I don't even bother to talk to them." Issac said, feeling a little strange, "Don't you have a psychiatrist you are familiar with?" In this country, seeing a psychiatrist is not A matter of foresight and forethought, it was only strange that Scripps wanted to stick to him before.

"I only know the kind that are good at alleviating urban pressure." Scripps obviously has his own considerations. "I trust their work ethic, but I don't trust their business standards."

Isaac thought for a while, then dialed a number from his cell phone, "Dr. Simonson has cooperated with the police and the FBI, and has a way of calming the victims. He is in New York, you can go to him."

Scripps got what he wanted and waved goodbye to Isaac happily.

When they went ashore in California, they immediately felt the unfriendly weather here. Fortunately, they came from the north and brought winter clothes.After changing, went straight to the airport.By the time they reached Las Vegas, it was already night.

Reid's house here has been vacant for a long time, and the two of them have no intention of challenging what it's like to live in an unheated house in this kind of weather. Diana is in a nursing home, so it's not good to bother William now, and she wants to book a hotel but finds out As the new year begins, tourists from all over the world have already filled up this gambling city, not to mention there are still a large number of people who come here to get married and spend their honeymoon.

Isaac and Reid looked at each other, and couldn't help but smiled at each other, "It's always unstable, and accidents are everywhere."

Although it is a bit maddening, they find it surprisingly interesting at this time.

They were in the lobby of the hotel at this time, although their voices were not loud, they did not avoid anyone on purpose.Just like now, sitting next to them and reading a newspaper, an old man with white beard and hair who looks like he came out of a movie in the 60s closed the newspaper, smiled and said to them, "Yes, this is Lars Vegas."

"The city of dreams, the city of corruption." Issac nodded with concern.

"You guys are from Washington." The old man looked at Isaac's slightly widened eyes and said with a smile, "Although it's rare, your accent has a bit of SAR flavor."

Isaac didn't know what the taste of D.C. was, but he didn't hide his surprise, "Really? No one told me about it, I thought I had a standard accent all the time."

"To most people, it's true, but who makes me a linguist." The old gentleman smiled very gentlemanly, "It's just a little insignificant flaw, and it can disappear with a little attention. Your last sentence is standard enough."

"Sounds interesting." Isaac said, "I've been in too many places, but I was born and raised in DC, yes." He touched Reid, "It seems you have a match ah."

Reid smiled shyly, "I judge people's place of residence based on their habit of using words."

The old man looked at Reid with great interest, "A local? Are you a language expert too?"

"No, I just read more than others." Reid has enough respect for such a bookish old man.

"This alone is more remarkable than others. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer young people who like to read." The old man said, "However, since you are a local, you should know some tips, right?"

"What?" Reid was puzzled.

The old man didn't ask why he came to find a hotel to stay as a local but didn't have a place to live. After living for so long, he has enough life experience, and it's easy to imagine a love-hate relationship. "Why not go to the casino? Play a few games and get a room to rest for a little more money."

Isaac couldn't help laughing.

Reid glanced at Isaac gloomily, a little frustrated, "I'm on the blacklist of the casino, and I'm prohibited from entering there."