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

People who can know Kiven and have a good friendship are naturally not stupid.On the contrary, they are quicker than most people and are good at extracting key points or flaws from a seemingly ordinary sentence.

These days have been worse than hell for Bill. He lost his wife when he was young, and now his only daughter. Apart from distant relatives whom he hasn't seen for a long time, he is now a real loner. .The loss of his daughter completely overwhelmed him. If he hadn't had a good friend who was afraid that he would have an accident if he was left alone, he would probably be left to fend for himself in a dark room now.

Fishing used to be a good pastime for them, but for Bill now, it's just another place to be in a daze.He is not good at rejecting the kindness of his friends. Unexpectedly, he accidentally heard the news that the murderer might have been arrested.

He looked at Kiven, as if all hope was pinned on him.

"If I understand correctly." Kiven replied.

That's what Bill was waiting for, and he fumbled in his pocket before realizing he didn't have a phone with him. "Dude, lend me your phone."

Kiven seemed to understand what he wanted to do.

In the next second, Bill dialed the phone number of the high-level person in charge of the case, BAU's immediate boss, Strauss.After this tragedy happened, he has been using the identity of the victim's family members to constantly inquire about the progress of the case, and has forgotten the rule of not interfering with the police's handling of the case.

Strauss also breathed a sigh of relief after communicating with Hotch just now.The vicious nature of this serial murder case is beyond the past. Once it is exposed by the media, it will cause an uproar across the country. It would be best to end it before causing a big disturbance.This puts her in a good mood until her phone rings.

The number was no stranger, but it made Strauss's heart skip a beat.

Kiven Costa.

Of course she knew this man, although she rarely dealt with him, she heard a lot about him and knew that he was not an easy person to deal with. People who had worked with him all commented that this man was simply unreasonable. machine.

Quickly sketching out the image of this man in his mind, Strauss picked up the phone.She suddenly remembered that Isaac Costa had played a big role in the entrapment of the suspect.And Issac and Kiven are father and son. Could it be that this phone call is used to ask questions?

But she didn't expect that the voice on the other end of the phone was not unfamiliar.

Bill Bell, a poor hopeless old father who lost his daughter.

"Mr. Bell?" Strauss glanced at the phone number again, "Is that you?"

"Did the damn bastard get caught?" Bill didn't care about it, he just asked the question again.

Strauss didn't expect the news to spread so quickly, but the suspect had already been arrested, and she didn't need to be so unkind to keep it a secret, "Yes, that's right, we caught the murderer."

"Where is he? Where is he? I want to ask him personally, why did he do such cruel things to my daughter?! That demon from hell!" Bill suddenly became excited, and he wanted to stand up , but forgot that he was in the car, and there was a loud noise on the top of his head and the roof of the car, but he just shook his head and didn't care, "Why did he treat my daughter like that, what did she do wrong?!"

By the end, he was already crying.

Kiven opened the window to let the air in the car circulate, so that Bill wouldn't feel deprived of oxygen from being too emotional.He didn't stop Bill from venting, because he'd rather see him unleash his pent-up anger than he'd been dead before.

Isaac didn't know that the words Reid used to reassure Kiven had caused such a storm, and he looked at Jack London, not missing the slightest change in him.He is hesitating whether to follow Kiven's words to stimulate him again, or stop today.Because Jack London doesn't look too good.

"You said I was being used." The voice was so soft that Isaac almost missed it.

"Obviously," Isaac said, "many of the means are beyond your ability. If you could really do it, you would have received a letter from the law school."

"They say it's just some small help, and I'm the one who really makes a big difference." Jack London is paranoid enough. He hates his physical father, but mentally hopes to have a father who he can look up to and protect him. , the judge who helped him did so, even though he was only doing what he had to do.After losing his spiritual sustenance, there is nowhere to resolve his grief and anger. He is really not a humble person, and he can only seek resonance on the Internet.Yet the Internet is not safe for a man of unsteady minds who thinks he has found truth, a noble purpose to which he can devote himself. This is how Jack London feels, there is light and there is darkness in this world, and he doesn't mind sacrificing himself to protect those incarnations of justice and sweep away troubles for them.But the basis of all this is that he agrees with this idea.

Jack London belongs to the kind of person who is easily brainwashed, as long as he believes that doing so is a kind of dedication, he will be the most devout scavenger and martyr.

The premise is that Kiven did not speak.

How did JackLondon choose his targets?He thought it was all due to his own subjective choice, but in fact, it couldn't be easier to manipulate the data to interfere with his judgment.Praise the parents vigorously, and then belittle their children, those who are completely out of step with the parents will naturally be blacklisted by JackLondon.

Those who gave him the information said that Kiven was the light of the judicial world, and Jack London believed it.However, when the light of the judiciary in his heart said that he was brainwashed by a cult, he also...believed decisively.

"Do you know that there is a difference between a designer and an assembly line worker?" Isaac said unceremoniously, "You only execute the part they designed, and you are like a marionette, obeying their will, thinking that all actions It's all your own thinking. They just use you as a pastime, a fun time when they are bored. You know? You want to provide emails, conversation records, and other things that can prove that you committed the crime after communicating with them All the evidence of the crime has disappeared. According to our technicians, this is a method that can only be done by a very skilled hacker. People with such methods, if they really have the same philosophy as you, will commit careless crimes. Careless mistake, let you expose it?"

"No." Jack London said subconsciously.

"But you were caught by us." Isaac said, "Haven't you ever wondered? Why did we follow you? You looked so...unobtrusive at that time."

"Why?" Jack London really didn't think about this question. He was immersed in the annoyance and anger of his unfinished business from the beginning, and he completely forgot to pursue this question.In other words, what's the use of pursuing it?He is not stupid, he thinks he has a chance to escape.

"Why don't you guess it yourself?" Isaac said smugly.

Jack London couldn't think of it.The mentor he met on the Internet taught him enough tricks, and even he himself felt that he could collect all 26 letters without being discovered by the police. He is not a terrorist. Can't wait to admit.His life is still long, and there are still many things to do, so he will not show such meaningless limelight.There are so many missing people in the country every year, how many can be found?Besides, the place where he disposes of the corpse is secret enough.

"I was betrayed?" This was the only reason he could think of.