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

The suspect seemed determined to hurt the victim. Faced with the FBI's muzzle and psychological attack strategy, he did not move the knife away from the victim's neck. He even pulled a thin strip on the victim's neck out of emotion. The blood line - looks extremely dangerous.

"Beck! Think about your child, he's only 15 years old, and he still needs a father!" Emily's voice came from Morgan's headset, and Baker's child, the 15-year-old child, had already been found there.

Baker seemed to loosen up for a moment. He still cared about his children very much. As the profile says, because there is his family here, this is his safe zone.He tried his best to dispose of the corpse, but he didn't want to expose the existence here.

"Baker, listen to me, if you let him go, you might see your child again."

"Where is he now? I want to see him! Now!" Baker took a deep look at Morgan, with a flustered look in his eyes.

Carol frowned. He didn't think this would work. Taking a child to the scene of a crime and seeing his father being pointed at by so many guns, not to mention the impact on the child, would cause complaints if the BAU was not handled properly.

Huo Qi would not agree. He is also a father, so he naturally attaches great importance to his children: "Are you sure you want him to see you now? You don't know what you did? You killed those women, your children should You don't want to know your father is a serial killer, do you?"

Baker looked pained and didn't say anything. He slowly let go of the woman in his hand, and at the sound of Morgan's approaching footsteps, he stabbed his backhand into his heart.

The suspect was dead, the case was closed, the frightened lady was taken to the ambulance, and the body was carried out wrapped in a black cloth.

BAU got on the plane and went back.

It was night, and the temperature became very low, probably because winter was coming, and there were few pedestrians on the road. The wind rolled the leaves and swirled under the street lamps, adding a bit of bleakness.

"Thanks... I'm here, I'm sorry to ask you to take me home today." The lady turned around and said to the silent man behind her, "Then—bye."

The man didn't move or speak, holding a small syringe in his hand under his sleeve.

"Then I'm leaving, thank you again."

The woman turned and went to open the door, leaving her back behind.

With a pain in her neck, she opened her mouth, but found that all the strength in her body was disappearing. Finally, she saw the man who sent her back, and reached out to pat her cheek.

Quantico, Carol was written by Hodge to write the report.

"No way, even if you didn't shoot, according to the regulations, you can't go out with a gun to arrest suspects."

"But..." Carol blinked, and when he saw Rhett looking over with a little cowardice, he immediately swallowed back what he wanted to say, "Okay, I'll write it!"

Isn't it just [-] words!His hand speed, just [-] words, is nothing to worry about.

Woohoo, is the FBI so strict?Just touched the gun...

"By the way, sir, in the last case, our profile seemed to include the clause 'the suspect will use drugs to make the victim incapacitated', but—"

He looked into Hodge's eyes, feeling very strange in his heart: "Did you see the syringe? Bella... Oh, the last victim, there was no trace of the drug detected in her body."

Hodge frowned: "The murderer is dead, and we found no signs of a gang."

"Oh." Carol nodded, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

In terms of profiling, he is definitely not as good as everyone in BAU, and he still has a lot of trust in Hodge.

"Hey, Chris, Hodge." Morgan opened the door and walked in. "Boston Reaper... escaped from prison."

"What?!" Carol felt that the prison was a bit ridiculous, and they could all get away!

Hodge glanced at Morgan, who looked confused, which made him feel that things might not be that bad: "What's the situation now?"

"Uh..." Morgan's expression was indescribable, "I bit my wrist and tried to escape from prison while being transferred to the infirmary, but was shot dead by the prison guards."

"I contacted my friend last time and he promised to help me focus on Foyette, so..."

Hodge nodded.

Escape from prison and be shot dead by prison guards... It can only be said that life is full of surprises.

"..." Carol put his hands on the keyboard again and began to write his [-]-word report, "I almost ran away from him."

Hodge didn't have much thought about this matter. He turned his head and glanced at Carol: "Write it well, and hand it to me before I get off work today. I will complete this case summary report."

Morgan glanced at the clock hanging in the office: "There are still 45 minutes to get off work."

Hodge: "..."

Carol: "???!"

See, leaders are so inhumane.

……

Time passed quickly, autumn passed quickly, and the first snow in winter fell on the bare canopy of the roadside viewing trees, which was a bit cute inside.

Carol, who is under the covers and doesn't want to go out to handle cases, actually misses the time when he was stationed at the headquarters, at least there is hot cocoa to drink (are you a child?!)

Henry called two days ago to say that he had finished Adam. He injected air into Adam's brainstem, causing an embolism. He couldn't die, and he couldn't come out to continue killing. He could only lie on the bed obediently. cos plants.

It has to be said that doctors do a lot of coquettish operations.

Hearing that, Carol felt a dull pain in his head. Fortunately, Henry was not a cheapskate, and he didn't care about the fact that he was stabbed by others, otherwise...

Cough, Henry can't beat him anyway.

Ah... He reluctantly rubbed the soft quilt. Since the beginning of winter, Carol felt that every day was a day of being kidnapped by the bed and the quilt.

After getting dressed, he planned to go out to work.

The air outside is very cold, and the icy air combined with the first snow makes people sober up instantly.Of course, I also instantly regretted why I didn't wear more.

He went to the store up front and bought milk and cigarettes and a luncheon meat sandwich.

Well, get breakfast.

Not far away, a familiar-looking girl was crying, as if she had fallen down. Carol raised her eyebrows, walked over, pulled the little girl by the nape of her neck, and pulled her up. Early in the morning, Sitting on wet ground makes it easy to get sick.

"Baby, what's the matter?" he asked.

The girl glanced at him, was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly cried louder.

Carol: "..."

So what's wrong?Not far away, there were already patrolmen walking towards this side, and Carol instantly felt like some kind of strange sorghum, abducting children.

"Hey, don't cry, tell brother, what's wrong with you?"

"My donut! It was taken away by Lafite!" The more the girl thought about it, the more sad she became. "That's the donut that Uncle Jon gave me!"

"It's okay, brother will buy you a bigger one?" Carol felt that children were troublesome, but he was damned, he couldn't stand children crying.

"Really?!" The girl looked at Carol through her fingers, her face flushed a little, "Is what brother said true? Brother is so good-looking, he must be telling the truth, right?" !"

Carol: "..."

"Misha! You are here!" A man came over, "You should go home."

"Ah, Uncle Jon!" Misha ran over with short legs and hugged the man's leg, "This brother promised me to buy me a bigger donut!"

"Hi, I'm Jon Mongrel."

"Carol Chris." Carol nodded. He felt that the person in front of him looked at him strangely, but he definitely didn't know this person, but he didn't care. He could beat ten people by himself. indivual.

"Thank you for your concern for Misha, but now we have to go back."

Carol nodded: "You're welcome."

What are you doing, make it look like he's abducting children.

He finally remembered that the little girl was a neighbor's child, and she was five years old this year.But... When did the neighbor have such a relative? I've never seen him before... Pay more attention later.

He had done a good job of investigating the members of the neighbor's family before... Of course it was just a matter of course.occupational disease.

Shaking his head, he finished his breakfast when he got home, and drove to the FBI.

It may be that winter has come recently, and the crime rate has dropped a little bit. It may be that the suspects are also greedy for the warmth of the bed (no), and the number of cases JJ has recently handled has decreased... Moreover, JJ is pregnant.

When Carol heard the news, he stared at the cat's round eyes in astonishment.

He thought that in the group, except for Hodge who had a family, everyone else was single, and the cub of Hodge's family was only a little bit small, soft and fragrant, but a little fragile...

Unexpectedly, JJ not only has a partner, but even a child! ! !

"Congratulations, JJ, but if you are pregnant, don't you have to rest at home?" Carol felt that JJ was too difficult, "You can take a break from work."

"It's only been a month." JJ was a little helpless, "It doesn't affect anything at all."

"The book says that the first trimester is the most dangerous." Rhett even changed his book list recently, "The development of the fetus in the first trimester of pregnancy is easily influenced by the outside world...and as a mother, you will be more likely to get tired during this stage , so getting enough sleep...is incredible."

"OK, there haven't been any major cases recently, don't you know? The FBI can only take maternity leave after six months of pregnancy."

Carol, who didn't know about maternity leave: "..."

Rhett, who was in a hurry and didn't expect it for a while: "..."

"So, I still want to congratulate you." Morgan smiled and watched the two little guys deflate.

"Oh, JJ, this is really amazing!" Emily hugged JJ, "I'm going to be a mother."

"I've decided, I want to be the child's fairy godmother!" Garcia was very happy.

The author has something to say:

Usually: Ah, Papa Hodge is so nice

When making a report: Heh, the leaders are really inhumane