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

The scene was a little awkward for a moment.

Carol looked at Morgan, and he felt that he couldn't hide it.Looking at Morgan, who was full of doubts and frowning in reverse, he let out a few awkward hahas, wishing he could dig a hole and bury himself in it.

"...All right." Morgan shook his head, "Stop wandering around."

Carol secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, I see."

As long as we don't talk about this topic, we are still friends.

"Buzz—" The cell phone on the bedside table began to vibrate crazily. Carol picked up the phone, glanced at the number, and his eyes were sharp for a moment. It was this phone number again... that perverted stalker's call.

"It's him?!" Morgan stood up, took out his phone and called Garcia, asking Garcia to help locate him, and then said to Carol, "Turn on speakerphone?"

Carol didn't speak, but suppressed the fire in his heart, and after Garcia got ready, he connected the phone: "Good morning?"

There was a pause on the phone: "Did you see it?"

"What did you see?" Carol frowned, and came again. This kind of guessing and unclear attitude made people angry.

"I told you, he's back again... you really don't know, Carol."

"...Why don't you tell me directly?" Carol said, "Don't make such roundabout attempts."

Carol didn't want to be taken away. Of course he knew what the man over there meant. He probably knew who the murderer was... But he couldn't imagine what this had to do with him. The last time he called, he said he knew who the suspect was. , it's the same this time, I don't understand what he is going to do.

The BAU will catch the murderer, and even if they can't, it has nothing to do with Carol personally.

"You know. That's how it all started," the man said before hanging up.

"Damn it!" Garcia cursed in a low voice from Morgan's phone, "There's nothing, the positioning failed, just a little bit..."

"OK, it's okay, I'll call you later?" Morgan hung up the phone, turned around, and looked at Carol.

Carol's mind was blank, only the words kept echoing in his mind: "This is the reason it all started!"

The reason it all started.

He stood up suddenly, without shoes on, and walked outside with his bare feet.

"Hey! Hey boy, where are you going?" Morgan pulled his arm and pulled him back.

Carol took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.

……

Garcia did not succeed in locating it, which is normal. Since the man knew that Carol was the FBI, he must have known that the phone would be tracked and located. Therefore, in order not to be discovered, he must have carried out counter-reconnaissance by some means.

The man seemed unusually vigilant, and Garcia didn't even find any trace, as if the call Carol received didn't exist at all.

——The man is a computer whiz.

She tapped her fingers on the computer quickly, typing some code into the frame on the screen, and the black and white characters flashed across her eyes quickly.

On the other computer next to it, a prompt box popped up suddenly, which meant that the search process was over. She moved the chair over, opened the search results, and called Hodge.

"Sir, in the National Crime Records, we found a case similar to this case... Moreover, we found one of the suspects, his name is Arrow Allen, he is a professional thief. Prison for theft, Rosie and Pentis discover his disguise..."

"OK, send me the address." Hodge said, motioning the police officers to arrest people, "There are still documents."

"get!"

Hodge received the information from Garcia and counted it. There are about [-] cases, which can be traced back to ten years ago. They are distributed all over the country. The victims are all husband and wife without exception, and the children are big and small. .

They previously speculated whether the suspect hated the child and would abandon the child and let it fend for itself, but... it's a little uncertain now...

"There is only one suspect, and the power outage was accidental. The burglary happened at the scene of the crime..." Hodge was expressionless, "Mr. Thief may have seen the suspect."

"Then he's miserable enough." Reid pouted, and then set his sights on the information.

The timeline is too long, and the victims are of different sizes, but the strangest thing is that there are no survivors among these children.

"There are no survivors." Reid closed the file, "This is very strange."

"It is true that the older the children, the easier it is to escape from danger, but there are no survivors." Hodge said, "This shows that he does not want these children to survive at all, and the dangers created for them are different. , to ensure that no one can escape, to set up the danger and ability similarly, but..."

He paused and said, "He gave them hope, but this hope is like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey, elusive."

"Control freak."

"What about the little baby? He survived. The suspect is an extreme control freak. He wouldn't make such a mistake unless the child wasn't his target." Rhett pondered.

"His goal is to punish the parents?" Hodge, who is a father, understood instantly. "He is depriving parents of control over their children, so that they have no way to protect their children."

Hodge's tone was light: "We have to give a profile."

"Hodge and the others have already started to release profiles, and the case should be over soon." Morgan didn't know what Carol was thinking, but he could see that Carol seemed to know something about this case, but this guy, no He didn't want to talk about the prisoner, and he couldn't force him to talk about it.

"Yeah." Carol responded without any expression on his face, "I know."

He seemed to have returned to that ward of that hospital again. The surroundings were miserable and a bit dazzling. On the tip of his nose, there was still a faint smell of blood, mixed with the smell of disinfectant and alcohol, which made him a little dizzy.

"Derek..." He heard himself talking, his voice muffled, as if separated by some kind of barrier, "Can you take me to the scene?"

No, don't go, Hodge said he wouldn't let you go... He thought this way, trying to dispel the idea.

However, it seems that there is another him in his heart clamoring: "Why don't you go? Go and see! Didn't you forget?!"

"You know it's impossible," Morgan said. "You're not fit to be there—well, I'll ask Hodge."

Carol's round eyes looked over pleadingly, and Morgan decided to throw the blame away.

Obviously he will not back down in front of principles, but Carol always makes him feel guilty. Maybe it is because he is young, which can especially arouse his desire to protect... Morgan thought, he is really old, and he is too old. , Dr. Rhett is 27 this year, and he is almost forty...