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

It seems that joking really makes people feel that time passes faster. After a while, they arrived at the address Garcia gave, an old house in the suburbs, which is the address where Billy Anderson lives now.

"Morgan goes to the front door, Rosie and I go to the back door, Rhett, Pantis, go over there and have a look..."

Hodge assigns tasks, and everyone starts to act according to the instructions. In a good team, the cooperation between the players should be very tacit. BAU is such a team.

Carol, who was wearing a bulletproof vest, followed Morgan with a gun in his hand, watching Morgan kick the door very handsomely: "FBI!"

The fragile wooden door fell to the ground in an instant, and even the door frame nailed to the wall was taken down. Wood chips mixed with dust rose in the air. Morgan gestured to Carol, turned and walked in.

The room is not big, but it is messy, the curtains are drawn, and there is a smell of rotten food in the dark space, which is very offensive.Morgan headed for the inner room, and Carol entered the side room.

"Safety!"

"It's safe here too!" Carol put away the gun, turned to Morgan and said, "No one..." Carol would not admit that he didn't catch the unknown suspect, and he was a little upset.

Morgan nodded and called Hodge and the others: "There is no one in the house."

"Shua" Carol opened the curtains, although the weather outside was gloomy and there was no sun, but without the obstruction of the dark curtains, the light of day still made the house bright.

"Sir, look here."

He fumbled for his blue rubber gloves, through which he picked up a crumpled piece of paper from the trash.

"There seems to be something drawn on it..." Morgan frowned as he flattened the paper, "This...is the drawing of a bomb?"

Drawings made by the unknown suspect...

"Babygirl, Billy Anderson is not here. Is there any place he can go? The house under his mother's name?" Morgan directly called Garcia.

"Sorry, I'm really good, but—nothing, no other properties, no rented apartments..."

"His symptoms are serious, so he may be looking for the next victim..." Red's voice came through the headset, "His revenge is not over yet, Garcia, the one who hit his mother Who was the driver?"

"J.K. Abby. Address sent to you!"

"Thanks, Garcia, you're such a sweetheart."

"Oh, of course." Garcia smiled lowly and hung up the phone.

……

"Who are you?" Abby stood in the house, looking at the man in black with a hat who appeared in the house, his tone was very vigilant.

The sound of the "click" gun being loaded made his scalp numb, and the black muzzle of the gun was facing his head, bringing a strong sense of oppression. He had no doubt whether the gun would penetrate his fragile skull.

"What exactly do you want? Money? How much? I'll give it all to you?" His voice trembled. Of course, he was just an ordinary person. He would definitely be scared if someone put a gun to his head.

Not only afraid, but also afraid of death.

The man didn't speak, and pointed to the chair next to him: "Go over, sit down!"

Abby sat over obediently, pretending to be at his mercy, hoping that he would let her go.

He didn't have the guts to resist...

Even if the person doesn't look very athletic.

Soon, Abby was tied up and unable to move, and the man, began to turn on the TV and tuned to the news channel.

"The FBI urges everyone to call the contact number at the bottom of the screen as soon as possible when they see someone who matches the profile, and stay away from this person. This person is mentally disturbed, has serious paranoia, and is very dangerous..."

The man tied up Abby, then took out a boxy object connected with lead wires from his bag, installed it on Abby's chest, then looked at Abby whose mouth was stuck with tape, and smiled coldly smiled.

The siren had already started to sound outside, and he looked outside. The black SUV was flashing red and blue sirens, each sound becoming more and more urgent.

"Hush—" he said, "Don't talk." His voice was low and gentle, "Brother will show you the fireworks..."

Abby whimpered and shook her head, listening to the sound of "beep--" in horror, the bomb on her chest began to count down: 00:59:59

- Only 1 minute! ! !

"FBI!!!" Hodge kicked the door and pointed his gun at the person standing in the middle of the room, some distance away from the victim.

"Billy Anderson, get out of there!"

"Don't bother me watching the fireworks..." Billy put his fingers to his lips, "Shh."

Carol watched the bright red numbers on the bomb display constantly beating, touched his hot earrings, and felt that the earrings were a little hot...it seemed really dangerous.

"Where's the remote?" he asked.

Billy didn't speak, and was pressed by Morgan on the side table and handcuffed.

"Hee hee." He smiled expressionlessly, and was taken out. Others were investigating the scene to rule out danger.Carol faced the gun, and started to dismantle it directly.

"Can it be dismantled? The bomb disposal team will be here soon..." Reid asked. He was worried that the interns might not be able to handle it. After all, they were interns, and this field trip did not comply with the regulations. If something happened to the interns, they would all have Responsibility, he wasn't worried about responsibility, he was really worried about Carol.

"It's too late...Let everyone go out?" Carol took out a dagger from his calf, and the sharp blade shone coldly.

"Just dismantle it, they have to investigate other dangers..." This bomb is relatively weak, and it should only be aimed at Abby.

Pry open the transparent protective case to reveal the messy wires inside. Homemade things are very risky, the wires are entangled, and they are still the same color, all black...

Time passed quickly, and amidst the dazzling red warning, Carol felt that his earlobe was a little hot and painful.

"Help...please..." Abby couldn't stop crying, he never thought that he would be in such a dangerous situation.

"OK, OK, it's okay, you'll be fine..." Rhett persuaded in a low voice.

"Okay, okay." Carol cut off a black fuse, and the flashing red light on the bomb finally stopped.

However, Carol became even more nervous, he pulled up Abby who was sitting on the chair, regardless of how frightened his legs were, he grabbed Reid with his backhand, and shouted: "Get out, there are other bombs in the room! !!"

When Huo Qi heard this, he didn't think about whether it was true or not, and ordered directly: "Everyone, get out of the house, hurry up!!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled Pantis and jumped out of the window!

"Boom!!!" Tongues of flame spewed out from the room and shot straight into the sky.

Thick smoke billowed from behind, and the violent explosion terrified everyone.

Almost... almost couldn't get out.

Carol stood up from the ground and lifted Rhett under him: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay...thank you." Reid was clearly in shock, looking at the house engulfed in flames, with lingering fear in his heart.

"Is everyone okay?" he asked.

Carol touched his little dolphin earrings. When he cut off the last thread just now, the little dolphin did not get hot, but about a second after cutting it off, the little dolphin immediately became hot!

This level of prompting can only be found in that kind of fatal danger.

The so-called mortal danger refers to the kind of death that can never be revived.

When he came back from the reincarnation space, he discarded all the past, but there was one ability that survived, that is, infinite self-healing, but because of the limitation of the law, only half of it can be used, and it is absolutely impossible to recover when it is fried into meat sauce ...What are you thinking?This is the world of science, not some fairy plane...

Compared with him, Henry's resurrection skills seem to be some kind of strange "cursed". After all, resurrecting in the river is like some kind of water monster.

Such a deadly danger, except for the bomb, he didn't think about it, Hodge and the others were still searching the house, and the bomb disposal team also approached the house...

So he didn't even think about it, and just yelled out.

Hope everyone is ok...

In the other direction, Hodge's handsome suit has been ruined, one piece is black and the other is white, and there are still a few grass leaves stained on it.Pantis was with him, seemingly unhurt.

"What about the others?" Hodge asked.

"Morgan?"

"I'm here... I didn't go in."

"Rosie?"

"It's okay, I was just planning to go in, it's so dangerous..." Rossi walked over, looking like nothing happened.

……

The case is over, Carol is a little bit emotional, it is sad for people who can't distinguish between reality and fantasy, just like Billy, in his delusion, his young little sister wants to watch the fireworks, so he vented his hatred When it comes to the enemy... Bombs are weapons, but what is terrible is people's hearts!

On the return flight.

"How do you know there is still a bomb in the house?" The BAU people even connected to Garcia who was sitting behind the town via video, looking at him with seven pairs of eyes.

Carol: "..."

This problem is a bit fatal.

"Special physique? My hair will stand up when I encounter danger?" Carol said nonsense.

"..."

He was most afraid of the sudden silence of the air, and he felt the disbelief from the bosses.

"Really, I'm not lying." He opened his eyes wide, trying to look believable.

He stretched out his left hand, rolled up his sleeves, and wore a low-key watch on his fair arm.

"Don't believe me? Look..."

The hairs on his arms really stood up.

"It's dangerous now?" The death stare of Boss Hodge made Carol extremely guilty.

"In fact, this is very possible. Hairs stand up because of the normal physiological reflex caused by the contraction of the arrector pili muscle in a cold environment or when stimulated. When a person is stimulated in danger, adrenaline... ..."

"Hahahahahaha..." Everyone laughed loudly.

Rhett and Carol looked at each other, curled their lips, and stopped talking.

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