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

The death of bin Laden is not the end, and the SEALs don't just kill people, except that bin Laden was killed, his wife and son were arrested.It didn't capture all of his wives and sons, but it was a big break. Issac was still wondering if the person whose death was announced was bin Laden himself—because the follow-up news had already come, it is said that the person was shot in the face and could not be recognized at all—so he was transferred away by a transfer order to continue the interrogation Work.

Isaac glared at the order, he still felt a little unreal, although he probably might have contributed to an event that was destined to be remembered in history.

"Agent Costa?" The soldier who came to send the transfer order urged.

"The work on my side is not over yet." Isaac said subconsciously, and then looked at the flat face, "Forget it, I will say it myself."

He called Jackson, implying that Jackson himself was here as a cover.But Jackson is more straightforward, because of Isaac's efficiency this time, Jackson seems to have an inexplicable confidence in him, "Leave it to your subordinates to do it well, and you are needed here."

Isaac has a hunch that the days ahead may not be easy.Fortunately, Walsh didn't hold him back, perhaps because the news of Bin Laden's death was too gratifying, Walsh wasn't dissatisfied at all, and he was very understanding.

Isaac boarded the plane with a luggage bag and was never heard from again.It wasn't until the end of March that he returned to the North American continent to confirm that he hadn't disappeared.

At that time, because he hadn't contacted his family for a long time, even if he was notified that he was going out to perform a mission, he still couldn't make his family feel at ease.Because under normal circumstances, even during a business trip, the phone contact has not been interrupted.No, to be precise, it was only broken once, and that time, Isaac almost gave his life to Peru.Even if it feels like this kind of thing won't happen again and again, until Isaac comes back safely, no one will feel relieved.

Isaac came back on a military plane, without informing anyone, he just took a taxi back home silently.His body didn't suffer any injuries, but his mental stress was unspeakable.He has long said that he does not have the talent to become a CIA. This is by no means modesty, but an inability to agree with the concept.There is a steady stream of captured prisoners of war, many of whom are high-ranking and powerful people. However, in order to pry their mouths open, the person in charge of the interrogation will do everything possible to make Issac have been bonded for an unknown number of times. Overturned again.During that time, he smoked more cigarettes in one day to relieve stress than in the past 20 years combined, but the effect was minimal.

However, it's all over now.

Isaac's mood finally brightened, and the smoke and dust of the war that had shrouded his eyes before seemed to be wiped away by a big hand.He planned to go home first, after a good rest, at least clean up the gray breath from Afghanistan, and then design a glamorous opening for himself...

However, when Isaac lowered his head to open the door with the key and then threw the duffel bag on the entrance door, his movement clearly alarmed someone in the room.

"Are you home?" Isaac looked at Reid with some surprise.He glanced out the window, it was daytime.

"God, you're finally back." Reid didn't care too much, and ran over to give Isaac a big and firm hug.

"Thinking of me that much?" Isaac laughed, moving toward the room with Reid in his arms as he closed the door.

"I've been worried." Reid broke free from Isaac's arms, took a step back, and looked at him carefully, "You've been out of touch for too long this time."

"Thinking too much, I'm just going out to perform a mission. It's not dangerous, but the level of secrecy is a little higher." Isaac said indifferently, "It's very special and extremely boring."

Reid didn't believe it at all. Isaac has a history of losing contact, so even if he explained to his family in advance, there is still much to worry about.In particular, the few people who were worried about him had some channels in their hands. Although Issac's whereabouts were kept secret, his previous whereabouts were not difficult to find out. Afghanistan is a sensitive place. Being caught up in right and wrong, coupled with the sudden news that bin Laden was killed, a big drama can be imagined in minutes.

"Call Kiven and the others, they've been worrying about you." Reid urged, remembering this.

"I left a message." Even so, Isaac took out his phone, and within minutes the person on the other side of the phone was furious, "I just like how energetic and lively they are." He was very proud Say this to Reid.

Once again, Reid was sure that Isaac was stimulated, and severely stimulated.

"Would you like to take a break first?" Reid asked.

Isaac thought for a moment, "No, I'm not tired at all."

"Then go take a shower." Reid frowned, "How long has it been since you looked in the mirror?"

Isaac originally wanted to tease the little doctor, but was confused by this sentence, "What's wrong?"

Seriously, nothing much, just that he has been neglected for a long time, his hair is a bit messy, and his beard is a bit long. Isaac wanted to say it was a sign of masculinity, but... never mind, he didn't have to act too much in front of Reid.

When he came out refreshed again, he found that Reid had turned out all the clothes in his luggage bag and put them in the clothes basket for cleaning. Of course, the two sets issued to him in the military camp were not left behind. military uniform. Reid's expression didn't change, but Isaac was suddenly discouraged, "You know?"

"You said it was a secret mission, and I've been trying my best to ignore it." Reid followed Isaac's voice and turned around, the smile on his face disappeared when he saw Isaac, "Why did you lose so much weight?"

After taking off the bloated winter clothes and changing into home clothes, some changes are hard to hide. Isaac didn't think so, "Is there?" He clenched his fist and bent his arms, "The muscles are still great."

"You've lost at least one size." Reid was extremely sad, "Will you continue to travel?"

"It depends on whether there is a case." Isaac said, "However, I have a week's vacation time."

"Not working?"

"Yeah, my withered flowers urgently need the baptism of modern civilization, let me indulge in the world of flowers first." Isaac stretched, kicked the clothes basket in Reid's hand aside, and carried him to the sofa Going up, changed several positions before collapsing comfortably, "I miss you so much."

Reid, who was supposed to be a plus-size doll, sighed and began to smooth Isaac.

"How have you been?" Isaac was silent for a moment, trying to reconnect the lost connection.

"It's still the same." Reid said softly, "Didn't you already make a reservation for the restaurant on the day you left? I went with Kiven and the others, and after the meal, we watched a movie together. During this period of BAU, Case is not counted. A lot, but there seems to be something wrong with Hotch. Although he didn't say anything, everyone can see that he is worried about something. And Garcia, she probably got into a lot of trouble, and the investigators have asked to leave She, although she will come back soon and say it was just a misunderstanding, I still feel that she is a little scared..."

"..." The reason that Reid didn't know was clear to Isaac, but similarly, he couldn't explain the reason to Reid either.But that didn't stop him from being grateful to Hotch and Garcia, especially Garcia.Come to think of it, not only did he cause them trouble, but he made them worry about it for so long that Isaac was overwhelmed by his own guilt.

Maybe Isaac was silent for a long time. Reid felt that he might not like this kind of unpositive news. After thinking about it, he threw out another Easter egg, "And JJ, you know? JJ is pregnant again, if you If you still want to be the godfather of your child, then you have to be more diligent."

"Are you encouraging me to court another lady?" Isaac tightened his arms.

"Except for JJ!" Reid was so strangled that he struggled out, "I actually forgot, are you hungry? I'll get you some food."

"No appetite." Isaac's reaction was not very positive, and he remembered another thing, "By the way, I bought a lot of things in Tokyo before, did you receive it?"

"If you're talking about the package that I have to pick up from the security guard every night when I go home, yes, I have it." Reid opened the refrigerator, depressed to find that in the days when Issac was not around, he was very concerned about food supplements. I didn't pay much attention to things, and as a result, there was only half a bag of cereal in it except milk, "I probably need to go to the supermarket."

"Is there any beer?" Issac squeezed over and found that his drink was still in stock - no wonder, Reid never touched those alcoholic drinks - took out a can and drank most of it in one go, in Afghanistan, the rules He couldn't touch alcohol at all, and was forced to rely on smoking to relieve stress. Now that he's back, Isaac feels very sorry for his lungs... "By the way, where did you put the package?"

"In the storage room." Reid answered Isaac's question while making a shopping list in his head, planning what to buy, "I dismantled some that had my name on them, and I left the others alone."

"If I knew that I would be so busy that I didn't even have time to deliver the gift myself, I would have sent the gift directly." Of course, Issac didn't leave BAU alone, and Reid asked, "Do you like the gift I picked for you?"

"Of course, pajamas are great." Reid cheered, "It's also very comfortable to wear."

Isaac was a little skeptical, "Pajamas?" Did he buy one?

"Isn't it?" Reid said, "Japanese pajamas."

"That's right, as long as you're happy." Isaac had already remembered that the men's kimono he bought for Reid had probably developed new functions, so there's nothing wrong with that, isn't it?