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

It's been weeks since the bank robbery, and they've been surprisingly relaxed during this time, with only a few cases requiring their presence. The FBI's job is still very easy when there is no case. Of course, the paperwork is not easy to do, especially——

"Hey, boy, for the sake of us being a team, did these help me?" Morgan distributed several copies of his documents to Carol, "There are too many of these..."

Carol: "..."

"Who did it for you before?" He was a little curious, seeing this skillful movement, it must not be the first time he did it...

Morgan put the brewed coffee on Carol's table: "Here you are." Then he cast his eyes on Reid, who was flipping through the book very quickly, with a flash of a smile in his eyes.

"Okay... for the sake of coffee." Carol nodded, just writing a report, not a big deal...

"You—" Morgan looked at Carol carefully, "Haven't you slept in the past few days?"

Carol smiled and said, "I'm not sleepy."

"So you haven't slept in days?"

"Did you sleep for four hours last night?" Carol put the finished documents together, then tidied up the table, picked up the coffee Morgan gave him, and took a sip.

Wow, bitter.

These days he has been having nightmares all the time, so he doesn't want to sleep very much. After all, being chased by someone in a dream is not a good experience, especially the sense of realism... I can't remember which world has experienced this tragic event, but it has been remembered by the subconscious for such a long time...it can be considered true love.

This sentence was a bit too familiar, making Morgan look at Rhett unconsciously.

"What's the matter? You've seen me several times?" Rhett didn't raise his head, "I have a feeling that you're talking bad about me."

Morgan: "..."

Young people are really hard to deal with.

"Actually, I don't like the dreams I've had in the past few days..." Carol complained, "I'm more tired after sleeping than not sleeping, and I use my brain too much..."

"Nightmare?" Morgan became serious. He should have thought of it a long time ago. After all, when he first joined BAU, he kept having nightmares, especially those less successful cases. He couldn't deal with new victims. Don't worry, let alone, this little guy killed two people in a short period of time, "Don't put too much pressure... Do you want to talk to me?"

Carol said he didn't want to, talk to the profiler, do you have any secrets after the talk?Impossible, no secret can be kept...

"I want to add some sugar... I don't like bitter coffee..." Carol opened the lid of the coffee cup and took out a jar of white sugar from the bottom drawer of the desk. , and then vigorously added several spoonfuls to the cup.

"Isn't that too much? Are you going to put the sugar bowl in?" Morgan complained about the visual sense of this scene.Since the newcomer is unwilling, he doesn't force it. Time is the cure for everything, isn't it?

"I seem to have seen a replica of Rhett." Emily on the other side sorted out her files, raised her head, and tapped Rhett's desk with the pen in her hand.

"Yeah, you can't smoke in the office. I'm addicted to cigarettes, and I like sweets."

"Sweets can promote the secretion of dopamine and make people feel happy, so eating sweets is actually addictive, but the harm of eating sweets is much less harmful than smoking..." Reid looked up from the book and started a science frenzy Demon's popular science, "You know, dopamine..."

Carol: "..."

Morgan: "..."

Emily: "..."

"When I have nightmares, I usually can't remember the content. When I wake up in the morning, I forget all about it, but the feeling of fright really makes people nervous." Emily shook her head, expressing that she couldn't solve this question.

"Actually... I also had nightmares at the time." Rhett looked at Carol, "So I didn't sleep all night, but... Studies have shown that the gray matter and white matter of the brain..."

Carol: "..."

"So how did you end up handling this?" Carol asked promptly.

"We're doing our best to help others, and that's enough." The little angel Rhett brushed the hair behind her ears, "I was told this by others."

"It's Jason?" Carol knew this man, the founder of BAU, and they founded BAU with Rossi.

"Yeah." It always hurts Rhett to mention him.

"I see." Carol nodded, "Thank you."

The little angel Rhett was a little embarrassed: "You're welcome, if you have any questions, you can come to me..."

"Chris, come up here." Hodge said to Carol on the second floor.

Carol put down his coffee and went to Hodge's office with a puzzled look on his face.

"Why is Hodge looking for him?"

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be a bad thing?"

"He did a good job and didn't make any mistakes..."

Carol also went through the following guesses in his mind. He has been strange recently. The report was handed in on time, the case was solved without delay, and the shooting training was perfect... Thinking about it this way, I feel more at ease... It's strange.

He has a guilty conscience.

"Sir?" He sat opposite Hodge at Hodge's gesture.

"You performed very well, and... your internship period is over." Hodge looked up and looked at the young man in front of him, "You are calm and quick thinking, although you are a bit young, but..."

Carol is a little nervous. He is well aware of his shortcomings. He is not very proficient in profiling, so there is still a long way to go to become a profiler.so--

Hodge paused, and under Carol's nervous gaze, he continued: "Congratulations, Chris, from now on, you are a full member of our team."

After all, being young is never a shortcoming. You can accumulate experience without experience...

Carol, who thought she would hear bad news: "..."

Wow.

"Thank you...I mean, I'm very lucky to join BAU." Carol stuttered a little, the surprise came too fast, and the brain really didn't have time to react.

...why does it feel like you're not that happy?

……

Less than an hour after becoming a full-time regular, Ms. JJ, BAU's liaison officer, entered Hodge's office with the documents. This familiar scene must have indicated that they had a case.

"Is everyone here?" JJ walked in and looked around, "Where's Garcia?"

"I'm here!" Garcia walked in hurriedly, stepping on ten centimeter high heels, but walking very steadily.

"Hey, sweetheart, you're late today..." Everyone who was already sitting at the round table looked at Garcia, a little puzzled. Garcia was not a latecomer...

"Oh! Oh." Garcia glanced at Morgan, but did not answer the question, "It won't happen next time..."

Morgan raised his eyebrows, he was very curious, but now is obviously not the time to ask this.

"Let's get started." When everyone was here, Hodge motioned for JJ to start introducing the case.

"Las Vegas, 23-year-old Emily Rogers was found in a dumpster. The cause of death was suffocation." JJ pressed the remote control, and the body's blue and white staggered face was enlarged on the big screen.

"A few months ago, two women were also murdered by the same method of crime, and they were thrown into the trash can on the street."

"What is the identity of the deceased?" Hodge asked.

"Call girl."

"High-risk groups, this guy specifically targets these women." Morgan said.

Rossi looked at the documents in his hand: "The forensic autopsy report said that sexual behavior was found?"

"Yes, this guy is a rapist."

The author has something to say:

emmm, I'm so afraid of being caught in the river.