[Comprehensive British and American] Become the best feasible plan in the audience

He gave a low laugh, touched Jamie's little head, and turned to leave.

"Are you leaving?" A small voice came from behind, Carroll paused for a moment without looking back: "Yes, I have other things to do."

"...Thank you." The child fiddled with the watch on his wrist, and said to Carol's back.

Carol tugged down his sleeves, said nothing, nodded to the worried Davis couple outside the ward, and left the hospital.

He still had to catch a plane to go back. If he missed the special plane, he would have to pay a very expensive plane ticket to go back, and it was not very smooth.

He probably developed a strange empathy for Jamie, which is why he ran all the way from the police station to the hospital to comfort a traumatized child.

Maybe he knew those encounters were really difficult for children.

Hurry up, he arrived at the airport within three hours as scheduled. After the case is closed, they can have a wonderful weekend. Of course, the premise is that those serial killers who never know fatigue don't act evil. Otherwise, don't say it's a weekend No, they didn't even have a good night.

Sometimes, I feel that the job of being an agent is simply to make money, and what I earn is the kind of money that sells cabbages...

On the plane, Rhett was reading, and he could always pull out brick-thick books from all kinds of places, and—

"Tomorrow is the weekend, do you have any plans?" Social boy Derek Morgan leaned on the sofa with a coffee cup in his hand, "A date? Or a themed party?"

"No, I have to study hard tomorrow." Carol, who joined the new team and was with the prophets, said honestly, "I'm not very proficient in the business of our group, so I'm going to see Look at previous cases, or some books..."

"I can recommend you some, but it may be too much..." Reid looked away from the book, obviously not interested in Morgan's topic.

Carol nodded: "It's okay, I can read very fast."

"My God, are you wasting your weekend like this? It's the weekend!" Morgan couldn't believe it, and turned his gaze to Hodge, "What about you? Going out with Hailey?"

Hodge showed a rare smile: "No, tomorrow I will undertake all the housework at home."

"That's really miserable... Where's JJ?"

"Well, Henry is going to grandma's tomorrow..."

"I'm going to take a good weekend off, and I hope dedicated serial killers don't ruin my Cuban cigars and red wine Patty." Grandpa Rossi put the phone in his pocket and sank into the seat.

"Emily?" Morgan looked at Emily Pantis, who was watching the fun with her arms folded.

"I'm fine, but I want to sleep well, I'm so sleepy."

"OK, I see..." Morgan shook his head, "I thought you guys were interested in hanging out..."

"Comeon, I have already accepted three cases this week..."

Rhett dug out the books he had listed to buy from his bag, added a few notes to them, and handed them to Carol.

Carol continued with the book list that Rhett handed over, and planned to look back. It is very difficult not to study hard in the real world. When order can protect most people, the role of force is greatly weakened.

In other words, being able to fight is useless.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Reid saw the moment Carol stretched out his hand, his sleeves retracted because of the shoulder, revealing the scar, which was very dazzling under the lights of the plane.

Carroll paused for a moment, retracted his hand, and looked up.

There was a pitch-black night sky outside the porthole of the plane. The time they spent on this case was relatively short, but the follow-up processing also took a lot of time, so when they returned home, the sky outside was already dark.Underneath is the bright neon light shadow, and above is the shining and delicate galaxy, reflected on the retina, it is extraordinarily bright, as if igniting some kind of flame that has long been extinguished.

"This..." He stretched out his hand, exposing it without hesitation, "This is a particularly long... past event."

"I'm sorry..." Reid looked like a little angel, and the guilt in his eyes made Carol dumbfounded.

"It's nothing, it's not your fault, I just took this opportunity to face it." Carol smiled, "I always thought it was ugly..."

In fact, sometimes people's hearts are really uncontrollable. When things first happened, they were full of reasons and unfairness;

"Did you give Jamie your watch?" Although Hodge expressed doubts, his tone was very firm, "You are trying to let go of the past, which is good."

Although everyone didn't know what happened, but such a deep scar must have hurt at the time... They were recruiting colleagues, not interrogating prisoners, so of course they didn't know about these things.

Fortunately, everyone knows how to measure, and they didn't overly pursue the sad past of the team members. Although Carol thinks that the group of people who took the script and opened it should probably have guessed his experience, otherwise Morgan would have guessed it. Don't look at him so worriedly...

For these things, he is always...frightened, because of some reasons, he will lose all of them sooner or later, the concern from friends, the help from colleagues, BAU is very good, so he is a bit reluctant to part with it.

"Yeah, I'm very good at putting down the old ones before picking up the new ones..." Carol blinked, "Life is too short, you have to find a way to make it easier for yourself."

"I think this kind of thing should be said by Rossi..." JJ laughed, "You are too young, and you will sound like a child pretending to be old when you say it."

"And you look a little bit right, 24, you look like an underage." Pantis made up the knife behind him.

Carol, who has become a butcher's knife: "..."

It's really a disadvantage to look tender.

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The happy life of the weekend started with flying to New York early in the morning. Carol felt that the person who called him might be the same as the person who harassed Henry. Look at this familiar and shocking operation... It's too similar, isn't it?

Pushing open the door of the antique shop, Carol shook his head helplessly: "Dr. Henry Morgan, aren't you sleepy after listening to the musical in the early morning? This hypnotic music is simply..."

"Oh, Carol, why are you here?" Henry put the coffee cup in his hand aside, "I remember someone is an FBI agent now... so free?"

"Dude, it's Saturday! Even an agent has a day off." Carol, who took off his backpack and poured coffee by himself, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Well, what do you want from me? I don't think I can help you..." Henry shook his head, "and..."

"Hey, Henry, there is a case you're interested in... oh, didn't I bother you?" At the door, a female police officer in black smiled at Carol.

"Hey, officer, I'll be right over." Henry said to Carol, "Unfortunately, forensic doctors don't have weekends off..."

Carol who feels like a light bulb: "..."

"Aren't you going to introduce me?" The police officer standing at the door looked at Carol, a little curious about the relationship between him and Henry, son?Impossible, Henry is only in his thirties, and the young man in front of him is at least twenty, so...boyfriend?Is it a little young?

"Oh, this is Carol Chris, the FBI's behavioral profiler."

The introduction is quite careless.

"This is Joe, my partner."

Alright, now that I know it's your partner, the embarrassment on my face is almost overflowing...

Carol shook hands with Joe and rolled his eyes at Henry.

"Hey, officer, just call me Carol."

"Yeah, Carol, how's the job at the FBI?"

"The police all over the world are the same. Those murderers don't seem to have holidays." Carol laughed. "Sometimes I feel like the physique of death. Wherever I go, people die."

"That's true." The police officer seemed deeply touched by this sentence.

"Let's go police officer, oh, Carol, do you want to go with me?" Henry invited.

Joe glanced at Henry, the surprise in his eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.

"No, I just settled a case yesterday. I don't think I want to see a dead body anytime soon... Besides, I'm enjoying my vacation now."

Forensics without a holiday: "..."

One thing to say, this is really annoying.

"I'll find Adam myself. Let's talk about it after you're done." With a wave of his hand, Carol sent Henry out.

Finding a place with good lighting, Carol took out the computer, entered the cell phone number left by Adam, and started the regular triangulation, but he was not sure if it would be successful.

And... the person who is eyeing Henry is an immortal body. He has lived for more than 2000 years, which is longer than his time in the reincarnation world. Like Henry, he will be reborn in the nearby waters. He cannot be killed at all, and there is no way to kill him. What do you do after you come out?arrest him?locked up?

This is too dangerous.

That guy was alone, nothing to be afraid of, not Henry, he had Abraham to protect.

"Why are you here? Where's Henry?" Abraham came out of the kitchen, holding the pancakes he made.

Carol didn't even raise his head. The phone's signal was very strange. It was always jumping back and forth between several signal towers, making it a bit difficult for him to locate.

"Henry and Jo look into the case."

"Yeah, I went to investigate the case, what I said is, why are you here?"

"I have something to ask him... Don't worry, I won't stab him again." Carol looked at the old man who was over fifty years old in front of him, "What happened last time was all a misunderstanding."

"Fortunately, it was a misunderstanding, otherwise you would be dead." Abraham stared, "It wasn't a misunderstanding, I would have called the police and arrested you."

Carol: "..."

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