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

Reid opened the door, and before he could put down his satchel, he saw Isaac standing at the door of the guest room.Even though he couldn't see his expression clearly, Reid could tell something was wrong in his stiff stance.

Sighing silently, Reid thought that it really was the case.

The sound of the door opening brought Isaac back to his senses, but when he turned around and found Reid's existence, he couldn't wait to destroy the corpse and kill the people.The things in the room, not to mention the professionals in the BAU, any small policeman can find the problems inside.

After all, how can a normal person hang up another person's photos in the room!

Reid was almost amused by Isaac's expression of being struck by lightning, "What's wrong?" He asked seriously.

Isaac had never known that speaking was such a difficult thing.

"Did you see the photos inside?" Reid looked suddenly enlightened.

"you know?"

"Of course," Reid said, "how do you think I don't know."

Isaac opened his mouth, feeling very stupid.

"This is you, um, I mean Isaac's new hobby for himself. His new job is so leisurely that he has to find something else to do to pass the time." Reid shrugged, using as relaxed a style as possible. The tone said, "Morgan was so jealous when he knew his working hours that he almost wanted to take him back to BAU."

"Why?" Isaac asked subconsciously.

"It's the same, he fell out of love again because of work problems." Reid silently gave himself a thumbs up. Compared with just now, Isaac is much more relaxed now.As for the handsome chocolate guy who was dragged by the innocent to lie down, well, he should have gotten used to it long ago anyway.

"That's it." Isaac nodded to show that he understood, and then a new question arose in his heart, "Well, I thought the work of the intelligence agency would be very... controlled?"

"The division of labor is different. Unless there is a case in the negotiation team where Issac is in, the rest of the time is very idle. Moreover, if he does not work in the Pentagon, he must be dangerous and mysterious. Most of the time, he is no different from ordinary white-collar workers." Reid said A strand of hair in front of the forehead was pulled behind the ear, and he didn't want to entangle himself in the photo for too long.

"But he filled his room with your photos!" Isaac didn't do what Reid wanted, and he was still brooding over the photos in the room. "Who would do that..."

Of course there are people who would do this, but unfortunately, no matter which one is not what Isaac wants to be right.

Reid was at a loss for words, he had been too hectic during this time, if he knew that Isaac would come without prior notice, he would not let this happen.However, "My own room?" Reid asked suspiciously, "This is the guest room."

"Didn't you say that the one on the left is..." Isaac's voice gradually dropped, and he couldn't imagine that he had misclassified left and right.So, here comes the question again, why does Reid hang photos of himself all over the room? !

Reid clenched a fist with one hand and coughed lightly, "You haven't been back for a long time, let me help you clean up the room."

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"So, how is the new cohabitation life?" After spending a rare weekend, the first working day has just started, and seeing Reid walking in from the outside, Morgan couldn't wait to join him.

The indescribable expression on Reid's face was too obvious, which made Morgan suddenly feel like he was choking, "There's nothing new, right?"

"I've moved into the guest bedroom." Reid's voice was quiet, but he spoke a little faster than usual, "Isaac is now in the process of re-accepting and sorting out new information, and I don't want to over-stimulate him until he's ready. "

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"I'm not sure if he can accept the existence of a fiancé." Reid said helplessly, "and he seems very sure that I will have a girlfriend, but because of personality problems, it will cause regrets. When we chatted last night, he kept encouraging me. Be proactive and say that Plato has no future."

"This is really..." Emily came over at some point, holding a mug in her hand, shaking her head.

Reid shrugged. In fact, things were not as bad as his colleagues imagined. After a weekend of getting along, he could clearly feel that the alienation in Issac's eyes had decreased a lot. Maybe he wasn't so close, but his attitude was much more real.

It's like...going from a fictional character on TV to Mr. Reliable in real life.

The conversation among colleagues did not last long, because they were surprised to find that Hotch, who usually arrives early and leaves late, was late. Rossi was not surprised, but silently patted Hotch on the shoulder to express his support. He knew that Hotch was visiting a patient, and it seemed that there was no good news.

At this time, no one knew that the heaviness on Hotch's face was not simply because of his friend's departure, but also because of the disappointment of his loved one's compromise with the criminal, and the worry about the tragedy that might happen in the near future.

As a profiler, his experience told him that once the sheriff passed away, the day for the Boston Demon Hunter to come back was coming.

It's just that Hotch didn't expect that this day would come so quickly, and after a few years, he actually saw someone almost become a victim again.

It's hard to describe the expressions of the BAU team members when they saw Issac in the police station, only Reid just frowned, and suddenly realized, "I remember you said yesterday that you would go to Harvard with your mentor to attend a seminar..."

Isaac nodded absently. Even if someone told him that he once worked in the FBI and then worked in the Pentagon, he still believes that he is just an ordinary sports reporter. What happened last night was too thrilling for him. up.

"We need to talk." Hotch cut it straight.

"This is just a premeditated highway robbery. Who the hell called the FBI!" At this time, there was a loud yell at the gate of the police station, and a not-so-young man walked in, "Hi, I'm Neal Black, The new sheriff."

"Hello, Sheriff." Hotch held out his hand coldly and impolitely, "I am..."

"I know you, Aaron Hotchner." The sheriff shook Hotch's hand, "Tom reminded me before to contact you if there is a Demon Hunter impersonator. But as you can see, according to the testimony, this was just a normal It's just a highway robbery. Throw nails in the road, wait for the unlucky guy to bite, and then put on a mask to rob..."

Nobody likes being hacked on their own turf, and the Sheriff is going to get rid of the suits as soon as possible.

The phrase "demon hunter" made Isaac tremble. Although the movement was small, it was discovered by the BAU members who had been paying attention to him.

"Isaac?" Reid walked over and pressed Isaac's shoulder with one hand, bent down and asked in a low voice, "Did you remember anything?"

"You haven't caught Foyet yet?" Isaac asked automatically.

Foyet? A name immediately popped up in Reid's mind——George Foyet, he is the only survivor of the demon hunters. When Issac wrote the paper on the Boston demon hunters as the research object, he also discussed the case with Issac and made a side view Write.It's a pity that the profiles of the two are different. Isaac even believes that there are no survivors at all, and everything is self-directed and performed by the demon hunter.

Demon Hunter is Foyet.

Of course, speculation without evidence cannot be added to the paper, but Reid was impressed by Isaac's certainty at the time.Plus this time... Reid decided to talk to Hotch about it for a while.

Issac didn't participate in the subsequent events. Maybe people who study psychology are extremely strong. The tutor seems to have no negative influence at all. Issac, who was a little bit reluctant to stay in the house, was just in a trance for a while, and devoted himself to the role of tutor assistant. He has no time to care.After the seminar, when he got home, he learned from Reid that Foyet had escaped.

Reid was not surprised by Isaac's surprise. Solving the case without a suspect may be a bit tortuous. Once there is a suspect, his previous disguise will be peeled off layer by layer, and he has nothing to do in front of BAU. Hide away.No one expected that during the ten years that Foyet hadn't committed a crime, he was actually studying the structure of the prison, and was ready to escape before he was discovered.

Things have come to this point, all BAU can do is to issue arrest warrants across the country, but the result is not optimistic.

Isaac thought for a while, and reminded, "I'm not sure, but since Foyet fell into your hands, in order to prevent his revenge..."

"That's exactly what I want to say." Reid's expression became serious, "You and Dr. Austin are the first victims of Foyet after his comeback. According to our profile, he is likely to find you."

WTF! Isaac looked at Reid with wide eyes, "What's our business?! Do you want us to be obediently killed by him?"

If the perverted killer would follow the logic of normal people, the world would be a lot better.

Isaac didn't want to ask where BAU's conclusion came from. Since he couldn't change Foyet's mind, he had to take precautions himself. There was no reason why he, in his prime, couldn't do better than a guy who had been on drugs for ten years.

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This matter seemed to pass like this. The Bureau of Investigation sent agents to monitor and protect near Isaac's residence. It was calm for two months, and finally withdrew the staff, thinking that Foyet probably had no ability to harm others.According to the doctor's judgment, Foyet was seriously injured when he disguised himself as the victim, and he could only take painkillers to relieve the pain. He probably won't be able to be the feared demon hunter again.

Isaac was noncommittal about the news.In the past two months, he has not been idle. He has browsed and sorted out all the books and notes left by this body since he was a child, and all the traces on the Internet, and he has to come to a conclusion——

This body might really be his.

This means that he needs to inherit everything left by this body.

There is no problem with the parents. They are rational, restrained, and cautious. Even family members keep a certain distance. This kind of relationship will not bring pressure to Issac, whose parents divorced and was brought up by his grandfather so that the relationship was estranged when he was young; friends are not a problem. Group photos, letters, phone calls, email contacts, and even many people flying back from all over the world to visit in person. Otherwise, the possibility of returning to the original post is almost zero.

The only thing that made Isaac feel uncertain was his current cohabitant, Dr. Reid.

Isaac swears, from the beginning, he really didn't see anything.Cohabitant? OK, just live together, no problem.It is said that there was a pair of items in his bedroom. OK, since no one who claimed to be his other half has found him since he was discharged from the hospital, he can think that the two have broken up long ago, but the traces in the room have not been cleaned up.The photo in the guest bedroom that freaked him out in the first place?It's okay... wait, there's still a problem, but he doesn't think it's important, because he's never going to take over Reid's room for a picture again.And that room was so tidy as if no one had ever lived in it, which was perfectly explained by Issac in his mind——

Well, BAU is often on business trips, so it's not surprising that there is no breath of life in the room...

No wonder!

Even if you ignore the notebook that depicts the relationship between the two with both pictures and texts, oh, it was done by the two together, Dr. Reid's painting skills are still so unique, just those photos showing affection on social networks Makes one feel the urge to raise a torch.And the chat records between friends show that Issac’s motivation for entering the FBI was not pure. The official appraisal result given by his friends was that Issac took a fancy to a beautiful blonde woman and wanted to go to a nearby building. Issac looked at the photo of JJ above. I'm going to die.

The person who clearly has a crush on JJ is Reid, how can this arrow be twisted to turn the last person out into the heroine?

It's not Isaac's style to pretend this never happened, so after a long talk with Reid, he decides to go back to school and finish his studies.

"So, you let him go back to school?" Garcia handed Reid the lollipop that he had prepared earlier, watching the little doctor nod while removing the outer packaging bag and stuffing the candy into his mouth. The relaxed attitude expressed puzzlement. "You are already engaged, don't you..."

"It's not as bad as you imagine." Reid's voice was a little vague, and he simply took out the candy in his mouth, "I have confidence in Isaac, he has now recognized his identity as Isaac Costa, as long as a little more time, I I believe the Isaac we are familiar with will come back."

"Are you sure?" Garcia was still very anxious, "I don't think his attitude is that he wants to get this memory back, he even interrupted the treatment at Dr. Lecter... Hey, don't look at me like that, I really am The records were only found by hacking into Dr. Lecter's computer, but that's not a problem..."

"The recovery of psychogenic amnesia requires an opportunity, which cannot be achieved by medical means alone." Reid put the lollipop in his mouth again, "Dr. Isaac engenders a sense of trust, and that kind of therapy won't work."

Garcia took a deep breath, watching Reid's cheek bulge from time to time, and finally couldn't hold it back, stretched out his finger and poked it.

Reid covered his face, and he knew that Isaac wasn't the only one who liked to poke his face while he was eating a lollipop!

Either way, it's a big relief that things are looking good.

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Baltimore, Maryland

Dr. Lecter has been studying the CT scans taken during Isaac's stay in the hospital recently, and he finally discovered a problem.In the first two CT scans, he found traces of suspected blood clots in the perception area of ​​the brain, but the amount of bleeding was very small, and it disappeared quickly under the treatment of the hospital. It was no longer visible in the third CT scan any indication.

In the eyes of others, this may be a symbol of healing, but Dr. Lecter always feels that there seems to be some unknown change in the perception part of Isaac's brain.

"I'm very sorry, Dr. Lecter." The young man who simply cut his bald head because of a head injury had an undisguised defense in his eyes, "I know that building a relationship of trust is very important for treatment, but I can't do it."

Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of weird people, Dr. Lecter still felt that the reason for refusing to cooperate because the psychiatrist's name was Hannibal was too far-fetched.The human brain is complex and sophisticated, and its mystery is even more attractive than the universe. No one knows what kind of power the undeveloped part will produce once awakened, and this is also the fascinating part of the unknown.After a pretentious and casual trial, Dr. Lecter confirmed this more and more.

Isaac, who was in Richmond at this time, would not know that his truth had been over-interpreted, and was happily comparing the photos in his companion's hands, and began to move the furniture in the room.Finally, they managed to restore the furnishings in the house to their original state before sunset.

"I haven't been so tired for a long time." Isaac wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Fortunately, the water and electricity have been connected here, otherwise it would be sad."

"Hey, Boys, thank you, we bought a lot of things in the supermarket, maybe we will have a good meal tonight!" The girls who were assigned to go shopping before also came back.

Isaac and his classmates laughed and quarreled for a while, and finally couldn't stand the sticky feeling on their body, and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.In less than 10 minutes, Issac refreshed himself again. There was no hair dryer in the bathroom, and Issac had to dry the new hair that had grown less than two centimeters on his head with a towel.Just dabbing, Isaac's eyes were fixed on himself in the mirror until someone knocked on the door outside to bring him back to his senses.

Dismissing the classmates who came to remind him, Isaac shook his head, feeling suspicious, he pointed at himself in the mirror with his finger, "I know this is a rumored haunted house, if someone is really suspicious because of being killed Not reconciled, welcome to chat with me at night."

Before the words finished, Isaac felt that he was going crazy, hung a slightly damp towel around his neck, and Isaac walked out.