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

Carol, who was wearing pajamas and slippers, was tied to a chair. His clothes were thin and his expression was weak. There was no faint, all-inclusive smile in his eyes, only a bone-chilling coldness remained.Looks... not in great shape.

Even more so when looking through a screen.

"He knows we're watching." Reid stared at Carol's eyes and made a judgment.

Everyone was shocked. After all, they were experienced detectives, so they might be able to find some clues.

The conversation over there is still going on.

"You have to ask yourself, will you join the FBI and forget how you shot your teammate?" The man chuckled, "Didn't I help you remember?"

Carol: "..."

His enemies simply don't have too many, adding up...forget it, it doesn't add up.So here comes the question——

"So, who are you?"

there.

"We don't have any clues, he's mocking us." Morgan looked at the haggard Carol in the video, leaning on the round table with both hands, and a very powerless emotion slowly climbed into his heart. Family cases, they always have a lot of emotion involved.

"When we encounter this kind of situation, what do we usually do?" As the team leader, Hodge stood up to boost morale. "Besides, we have done profiling before, so it's not like we don't have any clues."

"Profiling the victim in reverse...Hodge, do you really want to do this?" They also felt uncomfortable investigating their friends' private lives.

Hodge nodded: "Morgan, you and Rhett go to Chris's house and ask the neighbors, we need to know how he was kidnapped..." Carol has a little dolphin, how could he not be aware of the danger?A dark light flashed in Hodge's eyes.

Reid's face was a bit ugly. He remembered the things that happened when he was kidnapped. Those things were so painful that they are still his nightmare now, so he was very worried about Carol.Worried that the darkness I once suffered will reappear in my little partner.

Morgan patted Rhett on the shoulder, and the two went to Carol's house together.

"Garcia, find out who this person is. In addition, find out Chris's previous work, he knew Chris, and find out what intersection they had before." Hodge ordered, "Our previous profile of this person was biased , He not only has a strong desire to control, but also has a very serious paranoia, he thinks that Chris killed him, and this is coming back for revenge."

"We have to find out how Chris got on with him before, he doesn't seem to know the kidnapper at all."

"Sir, Dr. Henry Morgan has been contacted." JJ connected the phone, and Henry's voice came from the phone.

"Carol was kidnapped? When did it happen?" Henry was a little surprised. He thought that guy was very cautious, at least much more cautious than him. He never expected that he would be kidnapped.

Hodge didn't answer the question: "Did he contact you in the past two days?"

"No, I didn't contact me." That guy Carol threw it away when he was done using it, and he wouldn't contact him usually. "I'll be right here. I just happen to have something to look for him today."

After Carol asked that sentence, the atmosphere froze for a moment.

The man stared at Carol for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Do you know where we are now?"

Carol shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

"Doesn't the FBI know everything? And—" the man's voice was soft, "You trust them a lot. You have never trusted others, but you trust them a lot."

"They? Who?" Carol raised his eyebrows, "How do you know that I don't trust anyone?"

To be honest, he doesn't know who this person is now, and his trust problem is not that serious...

"Alan Hotchner, David Rossi, Spencer Reid, Jennifer Juro...who else? Oh...Penelope Garcia, Emily Pentis , Derek Morgan... is that so? Then you see, will they come to rescue you?"

"You already know, they are watching over there, you can say to them 'Oh, save me!'" The man said maliciously, "If they can catch up..."

The man stepped forward, and... pulled off Carol's skirt, exposing a large area of ​​fair skin to the air, and was stimulated by the slightly cold air, and a large area of ​​goose bumps appeared.

The glinting blade of the knife was pressed against his heart, and Carol raised his head, feeling that the light bulb above his head was a bit dazzling.

"From here, just one stab through your heart, do you think they'll save you?"

"Why are you obsessed with whether they can save me?"

The man didn't speak, the dagger cut a little bit of the skin, and the dark red blood slowly oozes out.

"Well, you sent the tape?" Carol asked.

"Do you like it? You're welcome." The man seemed to be just teasing Carol, or... Carol glanced at the camera, thinking about it.

He turned his wrist calmly, he felt a little numb after being tied up for a long time.

"Boston Death, how do you know who he is? Do you know him?" Carol didn't look at the scars on his chest. He always felt that this scene was a bit unserious.

"Guess, it's just a low-level trick... Are you sure you want to talk to me about this?"

"The evidence of Claire's murder was also given by you?" Carol frowned slightly. "How did you get it?"

"I naturally have my channel."

There was a little smile on the corner of Carol's lips: "Why are you lifting my collar? Could it be that you have taken a fancy to me?" Where is Claire's case... Moreover, BAU usually handles cases where everyone gets stolen goods. Need someone else to mail the evidence, it seems that this person is not the one who followed him, so why did he kidnap himself?

Carol felt that his little head was not enough.

The conversation seemed to have gone from some strange place, and the bosses who were busy rescuing the team members over there were all stunned by this sentence.

In Carroll's room, the police have determined that this is the scene of the first crime. At the scene, there is no trace of the door lock being opened violently, but there is another kind of geological soil on the floor--Carol has not been there recently. Go there, so the kidnappers must be coming from there.

Morgan and Red entered a friend's house wearing shoe covers.

"It's the first time I came here, and I didn't expect it to be in this situation." Rhett was a little sad, "If...he also encountered that kind of thing, I mean, if the suspect treats him..."

"I know, Rhett, that incident has been in the past for a long time, I know you can't let it go, but, can you try to talk to everyone?" The youngest in the group, in their eyes, was still a child, but he encountered such a thing, fortunately he survived...

"I know..." Reid stopped talking, and checked Carol's house casually.

Carol's house is average. He likes black and white, so most of the home decorations are black and white, with sharp contrast.

"The milk in his house is really about to expire..." Reid opened the refrigerator and was almost startled by the emptiness inside. In Noda's refrigerator, there was only one carton of milk, which was still expired. In the freezer underneath, there were root vegetables. None of the leaves.

"It's... amazing." Morgan stuffed all kinds of knives and firearms from under the bed. It felt like a small arsenal under this guy's bed...

"I don't think Carol was kidnapped, either he was attacked by surprise, or...he went with the other party voluntarily." Rhett frowned, "But why?"

"The youngest daughter of the neighbor said that a strange uncle in black asked her to deliver a letter to her brother today." Morgan looked at the carpet in the middle of the living room, "There is something wrong with that letter..."

He squatted down, and sure enough, he found a cylindrical mark in the carpet.

"This seems to be... a walking stick?"

"The person who kidnapped Carol with a walking stick?" The two looked at each other and called the headquarters who were preparing for the profile.

……

"Oh." The man pressed down mockingly, pulled Carol's hair with one hand, and touched Carol's chest with the other, "That's, I miss you so much !"

Carol looked straight into those black eyes, and his heart moved slightly. This man... why is his eyes a little dazed?

However, such a good opportunity, if you don’t need it, there will be no next time. The hands tied behind him suddenly broke free from the rope. He kept holding the man’s skirt with one hand, and slammed the other hand hard on the man’s temple. , Guaranteed to make him pass out successfully the moment he was hit.

"Ah!" The man was beaten, and he only let out a short cry of pain before falling to the ground.

Carol untied the rope and walked over, intending to see if there were any clues to where he was now, by the way...

Well, get dressed first.

He rewrapped his pajamas, picked up the rope on the ground, tied up the people on the ground, and walked to the camera, intending to turn it off.

On the other side of the video, Garcia exclaimed: "Sir, he escaped, he is awesome!"

The ten-thousand-year-old ice on Hodge's face finally showed signs of melting, and even Strauss, who was sitting silently by the side, breathed a sigh of relief.

only--

"How do we find him? There is no way to locate him, maybe there is no signal there..."

"These are minor issues. I have already issued a national investigation report. If he goes out from there, he can-no, not quite right." Hodge saw Carol's strange movements in the video, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. stable.

Carol stroked her little dolphin.

He just got rid of that man, and he hasn't breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, the little dolphin started to get slightly hot again. Carol frowned, but he didn't find out where the danger came from. This place seems to be an extremely closed cabin, and the nose can smell The smell of the sea, are they at sea now?So there are only two people here, he and the culprit on the ground. Where does the danger come from?

Unexpectedly, the little dolphin had a fever for a moment, and then became quiet again. Carol frowned. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it——

"Whoosh! Boom!" Something came through the air, fiercely heading towards Carol's head, Carol's hair stood up straight, and the creepy feeling made him completely unable to care about re-emerging in an instant. The hot little dolphin, he subconsciously reached out to block it.

In the end, it was still a step too late, and the feeling of being hit on the head by something was really uncomfortable. It seemed that all the sounds gradually disappeared in an instant, and the sound of "buzzing" echoed in his ears. Carol felt something warm. The hot liquid flowed down his cheeks, and there was darkness in front of his eyes. He finally couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly fell softly to the ground.

He finally knew where the sense of disobedience came from... That man was not wearing leather shoes... It wasn't him who he kidnapped.

fu.ck, overturned.

"Chris!!!" Garcia's tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and the dazzling blood made her panic.

The scene was quiet, only Garcia's sobbing and trembling inquiry: "He... will he be okay..."

No one answered her because no one knew.

A pair of gloved hands blocked the camera lens.

……

"When Carol encounters danger, his biological instinct is very strong, and he will have a momentary stress response. Therefore, this person should know him very well, and he is ruthless, wanting him to die in the On the spot." Henry sat on the side of the FBI's round table, "The gloves he was wearing were genuine leather gloves, and the clothes were custom-made by hand. The special stitching method is absolutely handmade. There are few such handmade in the United States. Craftsman."

"We can start from this point..." Henry suggested.

Rossi nodded, deeply convinced, after all, he only wears custom-made clothes: "Garcia, list them."

The computer queen nodded, snapped her fingers, and started a new round of keyboard abuse.

"It's very old-fashioned. His cane... oh, I mean, the walking stick, solid wood, and the carving skills are almost lost. This guy has great taste."

Half antique dealer Henry Morgan Forensic analyzed the video Garcia had preserved.

"Carol is fine now, but the forehead was hit, and the amount of bleeding is a bit heavy. If something goes wrong, it will be more troublesome."

"Thank you." Hodge thanked, and posted the profile they sorted out.

Henry is not a TV watcher at all, and he doesn't even use a mobile phone very much, so it was the first...second time he watched BAU's profiling scene, which was clearly different from the analysis last time, the target this time was not him.

"There may be omissions in the profile release this time." Hodge nodded, "The missing person is Carol Chris, an FBI agent and a member of our team."

"A few months ago, Detective Chris noticed that someone was following him and mailed a video tape to his home. After that, he received inexplicable text messages, phone calls, and letters one after another. This morning, Detective Chris missing."

"We reasonably suspect that the unknown suspects have a military and police background, and are composed of a leader and a follower. The follower is the person in the video, and the leader is cold, ruthless, ruthless, and for unknown reasons. , suspected of having some kind of mental illness."

Dr. Reid said, "For example, paranoia, or schizophrenia, but schizophrenia can't cause such violent behavior, so the leader of the unknown suspects has some kind of fantasy about Agent Chris."

"The suspect is taunting us. He may have a strong desire to control, has a strong ability to control emotions, and is very clever. He will hide his whereabouts and counter-reconnaissance."

"Dr. Fox's death, we suspect is the same person as the unidentified suspect against Agent Chris."

"The obedient person in the video is likely to be manipulated. Looking at his body language, what he said, and his body language are completely opposite. It may be psychological control or drug control."

……

The profile was published, and they finally found that place, the bottom cabin of a long-distance cruise ship at the pier.Hodge kicked the door very handsomely, but——

"Safe!" Morgan put the gun back in his pocket, reached out and patted the face of the man on the chair, and then felt his pulse. "Ambulance!"

On the chair was the guy who was punched in the head by Carol.

"Where's Chris?" Rossi looked around, but didn't see Carol.

"Isn't there?" Hodge came in from the other side, he looked at the pool of blood under his feet, and closed his eyes fiercely.

"No, no, he is missing... was taken away by that man!"

Carol disappeared, the disappearing kind of disappearance.

There was still a small pool of uncoagulated blood on the ground, but the person was gone, no footprints, no clues, as if he had never been here.

Emily didn't speak, JJ pinched her nose, her eyes were a little red.

The whine of the ambulance and the siren of the police car made Morgan upset.

Hodge is still reasonable, anyone can mess up, but as the team leader, he absolutely cannot mess up.

"Garcia."

On the other end of the phone, Garcia's voice was hoarse. She was very worried after crying just now: "Is he okay? Get rid of it and tell me, he's okay..."

"No, Garcia, he's missing." Hodge closed his eyes and said.

"Oh my god!!!"

"There is a computer here. I want you to see what clues are in it." Hodge said, "Don't worry, we will find him."

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You don’t accept it, I don’t accept it, when will Huanhuan become thicker (something seems wrong)

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