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

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

The last thing Isaac saw was a desperate William Gosse who had completely given up on himself.Thinking about it in his own shoes, his state at this time is not strange. First, he planned to carry out a suicide assassination on the plane involuntarily, and then when the psychological construction was not fully completed, something unexpected happened. He didn't need to worry about what to do. Hands on, because the flight he achieved had become the flight of death itself.After feeling relieved, he wrote the suicide note and explained the funeral, and waited for it to be settled, but when he opened his eyes again, he was arrested.

The plane didn't fall, hit or explode, and he didn't have time to do anything. Although he didn't know where the little thing that could take people's lives was in his hand before he fell asleep, he could tell from the expressions of the people around him. Nothing major happened.So, he didn't understand why he was taken away by DHS.

Then it was left to dry until now.

The conditions of the places where DHS detains suspects are by no means good. In order to break through the suspects’ psychological defenses as soon as possible, a lot of arrangements have been specially made, so that those who stay inside will feel vulnerable involuntarily.This is very useful. At least, when William Gosse was taken away and thrown into the interrogation room by the FBI, there was no difficulty in interrogating him.

William Gosse is just an ordinary person, although he asked a killer to kill his wife secretly.

"Meet you again." Isaac looked at William Gosse who was sitting coweringly on the chair, and raised his eyebrows. He didn't rush to sit down, but looked down at him.

William Gosse flinched, trying to wrap himself a little smaller.His memory is not bad, not everyone can do well when he sees the person he is going to kill standing in front of him, besides, they have no enmity before.

"Very well, it seems that you still remember me." Isaac chuckled, and then saw William Gosse tremble again, "I must say, your behavior is not very wise, but now I think you should also realize at this point."

"I don't want to, and I don't want to do this either." William Gosse's voice was crying, "I can't help it, they used my child to force me to do this..."

"Who are they?" Isaac asked.

William Gosse seemed to be trapped in his own imagination and couldn't extricate himself, "It's too late now, they will kill him..."

"You'd better start from the beginning." Isaac was not moved by this fatherly heart. His sympathy and friendliness were released based on the situation that did not harm him, and he had a set of inherent judgment standards. Now, he Not that much empathy to show.

William Gosse hiccupped and intermittently explained the cause and effect.

Things were similar to what Isaac had learned before. William Gosse could not bear the domestic violence from his wife, and the accumulated dissatisfaction finally reached its peak, but his force value was a tragedy compared with his wife. , He ran to the bar alone and got drunk. After waking up, his clothes were full of vomited filth.The note was taken out of his pocket before he threw the clothes into the washing machine. It was a very simple note with a website address and a sentence-here will make your wish come true. William Gosse accidentally turned on the computer, and then opened the door to a new world.

More than once, he cursed in his heart to let that woman die, but when the opportunity really presented, he hesitated.Thinking and doing are two different things, so he finally turned off the computer.But his wife obviously didn't know about it. When she was under too much work pressure again, she swung her fist again, pouring hot oil on the flame in William's heart that should have been extinguished.

She was trapped at home like that, and was burned to death alive.

Because of the nature of the police work and relatively affluent economic conditions, they have various insurances, so William Gosse received a large sum of money, and all he had to do was play the role of a sad husband.Originally, the matter had been resolved satisfactorily by this time, but he was a little carried away, and after another accidental leak, his stepson became suspicious.

"I don't know what he did but he pissed off the people behind the site, the family's three children were kidnapped and the people who contacted me said if I didn't do what they said I would never see you again It's my baby." William Gosse said pitifully.

"But the truth is, even if you do what they ask, you won't have a chance to see them again." Isaac was unmoved, this level of family tragedy is really not new, "Do you know that pale yellow What the hell is the liquid?"

"I know," replied William Gosse, "I know I'm dead if I get on that, but as long as Jack is alive. That site is horrible. The people in it are devils. They can trade anything. I can't let that happen." Jack became their commodity."

As for the other two stepsons who caused this big trouble, it's better to let them fend for themselves.

For this selfish idea, William Gosse has not concealed it, but the problem is——

A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, "But you are still alive, Jack has no chance." His head was a little messed up, and after re-realizing this incident, there were anger, hatred, despair, fear, and self-abandonment. , all kinds of ideas are mixed together, conflicting and canceling each other, and finally turned into passive waiting.

"What did the person who ordered you say?" Isaac asked to himself.

"Will Jack survive by telling you?" William Gosse pressed his forehead against the table, "There's no point in doing anything now, haha."

Threats may not be effective for an ordinary person who is at the end of his life, but giving him a little hope will do.

"It depends on how you do it," Issac said.

"You don't even know how powerful they are, omnipresent, and omnipotent." William Gosse sneered, "Anyone who goes against them will end badly. They can make a person disappear without a sound."

"Haven't you ever thought about why they would carry out the assassination?" Isaac hated William Gosse's conclusion. If it was really that powerful, wouldn't he be living in the shadows forever? "I asked you to execute it because you are innocent on the surface, and they have pinched you to death, so that you can be fully used. Have you ever thought about why he came to us?"

William Gosse looked blank, "Is this important?"

"If you don't use your brain, you will always be a tool to be manipulated," Issac said. "They want to kill people because we have the key to their destruction. They are not as powerful as you think."

William Gosse's dead eyes lit up little by little, "You guys, can you deal with them?"

"Otherwise, do you think this kind of large-scale extermination operations will happen often?" Isaac said with a determined look, "As for your concern about Jack's safety, are you sure that Jack has become a commodity?"

WilliamGosse looked anxious, "They told me so."

"Then I can also tell you that if what you know is true, then Jack is fine now." Issac said, "I have never heard that when the store is blocked by people and cannot open, customers can still buy it." to the merchandise."

"Really?" William Gosse struggled as if he didn't believe it or wanted to believe it, "but that store is online, and you can get in if you have a way..."

"The network has been blocked, and those channels are probably blown up." Issac didn't lie about this, he just exaggerated a bit the results, all the technical departments worked overtime, and the atmosphere on the floor where the technical department was located was unusual. "If they weren't forced to jump over the wall in a hurry, how could they rashly let you make the last fight?"

"But..." William Gosse had personally experienced the energy of the person behind the network, and it was not easy for him to easily believe this.However, the remaining luck in his heart made him unable to help but want to believe.

"No but." Isaac felt the phone vibrate in his pocket, and Jackson called.Pick up the phone directly, Jackson has something to ask him, let him go over immediately.After hanging up the phone, Isaac looked like he was in a hurry, "I've said everything I need to say. If anything happens to your son, Jack, it can only be blamed on your hesitation. I'll be in charge of interrogating you later." Someone will come, and hopefully he'll be nice enough."

"Aren't you the person in charge?" William Gosse didn't expect that the person who told him so much was not the person in charge.

"A little curiosity, after all, I almost became a victim of your men." Issac looked at WilliamGosse, "You have done something that most people can't do, I can't help but talk to you. If something You were lucky enough to be imprisoned after the end, maybe with this talk, you can make many people look at you with admiration."

William Gosse shuddered as the door was closed again.

He almost thought he was cursed.

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Isaac was not in a good mood, he learned something from William Gosse, but this didn't make his thoughts clearer, but made him more confused.His two stepsons have just grown up, do they really have the means to get into the dark web and make people on the dark web suffer a lot?

Issac's suspicion attracted attention, and Jackson quickly arranged for someone to investigate the matter, and then when Issac wanted to talk to him about the case and the special investigation team, he calmly threw him a lot of work.

"I think it's important to do your job well," Jackson said.

Well, Issac hasn't returned to the office yet, so I don't know how much paperwork there is, but, "I think I can handle it either way. That's not why I can't join the investigation team."

"You didn't have any opinion on this matter at the beginning." Jackson said, "Although you discovered this case first, it doesn't mean that you have to be responsible to the end. You need to make overall planning of the work and put the right people on the job. Being in the right role, rather than committing yourself, is a waste of energy and reduces your productivity, unless you're doing a job evaluation of that group. I think that's what you get when you first take over the job. It should be clear."

"I know." Isaac said, "but the situation is different now, this time they all used assassination methods..."

"Don't you trust your colleagues?" Jackson asked back. "Do you think this can't be solved without you?"

"That's not what I meant." Isaac calmed down his angry head, "but this matter is related to..."

"Dr. Reid." Jackson said in a deep voice, "so you have to avoid it even more. It's not bad for either of you."

"But it wouldn't hurt if I joined," Isaac argued. "I'm confident in my ability, and I need to know what's going on in real time, otherwise it's hard not to get distracted."

"Do you know that this sentence is already a question of your ability to work?" Jackson said, "I can pretend that I didn't hear this sentence and go back to your office."

"Then I resign..." Isaac was hit by a pen oncoming.

"I don't want to ask Dr. Reid to talk again." Jackson's voice was even deeper. "Your state is not suitable for dealing with this matter. Anger can easily turn into irrationality. I hope you have not forgotten your duty."

Isaac stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, where the tip of the pen had slipped there just now, he was stunned for a moment by the wet feeling of his palm, and when he looked again, red, blue and blue were blurred together.Then, he felt the pain.

But it was not without benefits, the anger and fire in his heart seemed to be poked out by that blow, and he regained his composure.

"Too violent." He complained.

Jackson breathed a sigh of relief because the cap of the pen fell off halfway and exposed the pen tip, and slowly leaned back on the chair, "Let me teach you a lesson. Calmness is very important. It is the patent of young people to be reckless in their blood."

The vague sirens in the air disappeared, and Isaac retorted, "I'm a young man."

"Then, you can go back to work, young man." Jackson waved him away.

Isaac shrugged and bent down to pick up the pen that fell on the ground. The nib was deformed. He put the pen in his pocket, "Then I'll go back."

"Let's go." Jackson had already started to read the documents again, but the pen he was used to was thrown out, so he could only search the drawer again, intending to find another one.

"Oh, by the way, isn't BAU transferred to the team now?" Isaac walked to the door, turned his head and asked again.

"That's right." Jackson started looking for blue ink.

"Oh, that's good." Isaac nodded, "I think I have to pay attention to their work progress."

"That's your job, you don't need to ask for instructions."

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Jackson showed a satisfied smile.