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

Isaac didn't know that the lady he sent away just now was slandering him, but even if he knew, he would probably just casually throw the sentence "That's because you don't know much". He said this sentence with a clear conscience, because he I really feel humbled.

The frame of reference, of course, was his student days.

But now Isaac doesn't know anything about it, so naturally he won't have these exclamations.He returned to the office, brewed a pot of tea, and sighed at the extra documents generated due to the transfer of personnel. Old problems continued to accumulate, and new problems continued to arise. It took him a lot of time to sort out the optimal solution.It's his job, but it doesn't stop him from getting angry at guys who try to make things worse for him.

Going on TV and talking to the camera about a case that no longer belongs to the FBI. God knows how many departments he will be blacklisted because of this matter. ?

It wasn't too hard to figure out who was trying to trouble him, but it turned out to be a little boring, and Isaac made it a small lunchtime diversion, then tossed it aside.He had already prepared for this. After Strauss had an accident, many people stared at this position, but he was the one who got it in the end. No wonder those with seniority older than him disliked him.But this kind of small method is still within the rules, even if he is almost at a disadvantage, he can't say anything.Even if he really suffered a loss, although the matter is not as exaggerated as success and failure, he can only accept the bet and admit defeat in order to make a decision later.

Although not as exaggerated as political struggles, there are still commonalities.Just like Isaac's predecessor Strauss and his former subordinate Black, these two people were at the same time, Strauss aside, Black's ability is beyond doubt, but their later development is very different, Strauss became the regional director, and Black is still just a high-level agent. If you have to find out what made their development go differently, it is that Strauss severely cheated Black, who was in the limelight at the time, in the early days.From the perspective of later development, Strauss was appreciated, and Black... No one denied her ability, but the development space of her career was compressed to the minimum.

What Strauss has done may not be able to hide everyone's death, but so what?The wronged person regains his innocence, and the fairy tale of the great devil being overthrown is not suitable here. Judging success or failure by the result is the final answer.

So, although Isaac was a little angry, it was like a spark that was about to go out, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.Even when I met that guy in the afternoon, I said hello in a good mood. Looking at the surprised little eyes of the other party, I confirmed one thing again in my heart.

I am such a tolerant and generous person.

Then this tolerant and magnanimous person unceremoniously assigned a bunch of tasks. He was upright and upright, so that no one could say anything about public revenge.

It's all free. Isaac is very sure of this point. If it is not too leisurely work, how can he manage a small interview request?

When I was about to leave work, Isaac received a call from Emma.

"To pick you up?" Isaac glanced at the time. If he remembered correctly, it was past the end of Emma's school. "Where are we going to pick you up? What happened?"

"I'm in school, and a new transfer student has been pestering me recently..." Emma's voice was not panicked, but full of entanglement and depression, "It's useless for me to refuse, and the situation hasn't improved even if I report it to the school. .He's waiting for me outside the classroom now, and I really don't want to go out."

"How long has this been going on?" Isaac frowned and began to gather the files on the desktop.

"Almost two weeks," Emma replied.

"Did you tell Daisy or Kiven?" Isaac asked.

"They've been busy lately," Emma said. "And, it's just me being pestered by boys. It's not a big deal. I thought I could fix it."

"Is anyone with you now?" Isaac hastened his movements, grabbing the coat hanging from the chair.

"Yes, two of my friends are with me." Emma looked at the friend who was making faces at herself, and smiled wryly, "Trust me, I'm not in any danger, it's just...annoying."

"That will have to wait until I get there to judge." Isaac locked the office and walked towards the elevator.

"I know." Emma could see people walking around outside through the glass on the door, "I'll wait for you to come over, see you later." After hanging up the phone, she was in a daze for a while, and then recovered, "My brother is already on his way to pick me up, you..."

"Okay, I will accompany you if I say I will accompany you." A girl waved her hand nonchalantly, "Anyway, there is no one at home after I go home, and no one will know even if I don't come home at night."

"I think we can do our homework first, so we can't waste time." The other girl thought more practically, "By the way, can your brother take care of Bulwark?"

"Sure." Emma lay down on the table.

"But the Bulwarks just donated a building to the school."

"Ugh……"

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Isaac is very familiar with Emma's school. After all, he also graduated from here. There is no need to ask. He arrived at Emma's classroom smoothly all the way.At this time, the people in the school should have almost left, but I don't know if there are any activities recently, there are still many students in the art building.

A boy sat at the door of the classroom, holding a textbook in his hand as if doing homework.

The boy didn't pay attention to Isaac at first, until Isaac stopped at the door of the classroom and knocked on the door.

The doors of the classrooms are made of frosted glass, and the shape is very worthy of the tuition fees here. It looks more like it should be installed in an art gallery.

"Who?" A shrill female voice sounded from inside.

"Is Emma there?" Isaac asked.

Soon, the door was opened a crack, and then wide open.

"Isaac, you're here!" Emma hugged him happily, "It's so fast, I haven't finished my homework yet."

Seeing that Emma didn't seem to be intimidated, and she was still in the mood to do her homework, Isaac finally let go of the heart that was raised along the way.

"It's going to be dark if I come later." Isaac flicked her head, "Where's that boy who keeps pestering you?"

Emma's eyes rolled and turned, and finally stopped on the boy who had stood up.

This was a bit out of Isaac's expectation. He thought he would meet a school bully guy, but...he thought he could see people, but from just now, he didn't see that boy as a Threatening, because his temperament is really too harmless, and even has a kind of loneliness of his own country.

"Hey." Isaac greeted, and then saw the boy tremble, so he could only lower his voice, "I'm Emma's brother, have you been chasing her recently?"

"I...I want to be friends with her." The boy hesitated for a long time before stammering.

Isaac couldn't help but glance at Emma.Different from the very deceptive appearance, Issac knows that this slender and weak girl is actually not low in strength, because her childhood experience is also not very easy to bully. If Issac is really irritated, she believes that she can confront .That's why Isaac thought she was in big trouble when she asked for help.But right now this boy who looks like a frightened little animal...

He knows that judging people by their appearance is not good, but there are also people who are what they appear to be.

"There is no such thing as you making friends with others." Emma grabbed Isaac's arm and looked up at the man who was taller than her but always hunched over, "You act like a Stalker, you still have a background and cannot complain successfully The Stalker. It's scary."

The boy who was stalked almost didn't cry.

here we go again. Emma looked at Isaac a little bit unbearably, that's it, she also sternly refused at first, and complained to the teacher, but Bulwark looked really harmless, and with a little background, it was easy to forgive.But those who think it's nothing are not the parties involved. As a party, Emma must say, it feels terrible to be stared at by the right eye.It brought back very unpleasant memories in her, and she was more sensitive than others when it came to self-preservation.

"Easy, take it easy." Isaac frowned for a while, as if he knew what the problem was.

The boy took a step back unconsciously, then turned around and ran away.

"Hey!" Isaac stood there and sighed, "Forget it, it's getting late now, I'll take you home first."

"What about Bulwark?" asked a girl standing next to Emma.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow." Isaac suspects that the boy has serious PTSD, but whether it is true or not, he still needs to communicate with the teacher.Thinking of this, he played Emma again, "You should have said this earlier."

"..." Emma lowered her head, "I didn't expect him to be so difficult."

"Get the schoolbag." Isaac broke the heart of a parent.