Mr. Landlord [Comprehensive Yingmei]

As mentioned earlier, Hotch, as the director of the BAU, has extensive contacts and prestige in all aspects, which also means that his status in the FBI is not low. According to his age, it is definitely possible to climb to this position. It can be said that he is young and promising. If he is willing to give up field work and turn to government affairs, he may even become the next or next FBI director.

But even so, when he was "invited" to a small villa and opened the door, the people in the room still shocked him a lot, and he quickly adjusted the expression on his face from surprise to respect , Say hello to the people sitting inside one by one.

"Don't be so stiff, just sit where you want." A white-haired old man spoke first. He naturally exuded the authority of a superior person, so although he had a gentle smile on his face, he still made people unconsciously serious and dare not be a little frivolous.

Hotch responded in a low voice, and sat on the sofa facing several people, with his back straight and only sitting in the front third. In fact, unless he really climbed to the position of FBI director, he would face several He must raise his heart to deal with it carefully.

These are people who have been immersed in the officialdom for decades. They are high-ranking and powerful, and they have a heart.

"Detective Aaron Hotchner." Another old man said, "I have invited you here this time because I hope you can think about it."

The unexpected straight ball made Hotch a little relieved. If he didn't beat around the bush, it shouldn't be too much trouble, "Please tell me."

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Hotch himself did not expect that this "talk" lasted from noon to late at night. He silently listened to those big shots who should not have had any chance to meet each other if there were no accidents. Presenting facts and talking about arguments, he used everything to the point of lying shamelessly on the ground and rolling around to force him to agree to their request.

——Wu Cong's broken picture of ghosts and ghosts has brought many disasters to the United States, such as sudden floods in certain towns, and people who died of strange diseases one by one. It is natural that someone can clean up this mess now It's a happy thing, but if the person who cleans up the mess is too powerful, then the attitude of the US government will no longer be happy but worried.

It was in the third month after Wu Cong came to the United States that they realized how terrifying the lethality of this seemingly young man was. He took a person's life lightly from thousands of miles away, and all he needed was a few drops of blood. The hair and the exact time of birth made many high-level officials nervous for fear that they would lose their lives in such an inexplicable way.

It was also from that time that Wu Cong was always accompanied by several CIA agents, and reported his latest whereabouts to the upper management at any time. After all, the relationship between the United States and China has always been somewhat delicate, and it is always right to be vigilant. .

However, to be honest, this tracking operation that lasted for almost three years can be said to have yielded nothing. The tracking agents felt tired, and Wu Cong was also tired of being followed. After thinking about it, I plan to find an assistant for Wu Cong. On the one hand, they can sleep peacefully, and on the other hand, it can also make Wu Cong's life easier.

The first experimenter was an elite in the CIA. He was patriotic, capable and charismatic. Unfortunately, when Wu Cong was fighting with some ghost, he was completely drained of his yang energy and could not be saved.

The second one is the Blackwolf agent. Apache's back-ancestral combat power is needless to say, and there is no problem in protecting himself in the battle. Coupled with the delicate balance of Indians and the government, he was finally transferred to another group.

There are only three things, and Wu Cong is too lazy to wait for the US government to send him any miscellaneous people to interfere. Thinking about Mr. Tenant, who has a good ghost and a certain fighting capacity next door, he simply pre-emptively handed in an application for Hotch as his assistant. It just so happens that the CIA is also having a headache about who to send this time. After receiving Wu Cong's situation statement, he immediately conducted a thorough investigation of Hotch——

A native American, a righteous and patriotic FBI director, and knows the existence of those supernatural creatures from a certain channel, plus the CIA and the FBI don't like each other very much, bumping into this kind of thing may be a pit for the FBI The CIA and Wu Cong hit it off almost immediately, for fear of Wu Cong's repentance, he would stop him on the way and entertain him for a conversation.

Don't ask for anything else, after all, the old Zongzi has always been extremely sensitive to the various thoughts of human beings. The high-level officials only want to know Wu Cong's general plan for the future and his specific whereabouts. Ability to benefit the entire United States - the book processing technology obtained from Wu Cong a few years ago has given them a lot of sweetness, so they can't help but want to try it again.

In these few things, Hotch has an extremely rare natural advantage as Wu Cong's tenant. Not everyone can live in Wu Cong's apartment, not to mention that he can also enter Wu Cong's study to obtain more information.

This is not only wanting the cat to catch mice but also wanting the cat not to eat the dried fish, and even wanting to extract more resources from the cat. With Hotch's integrity and his relationship with Wu Cong, how could he agree to such a bad condition? He also declined the request to be an assistant on the grounds that BAU was busy with work.

To a certain extent, Hotch is an extremely stubborn person. Once he is sure of one thing, he will always bite to death and stick to it, even if he is threatened by a few high-ranking people.

To be honest, the terms they offered were really generous. They didn't even ask Hotch to quit the BAU and transfer to the CIA. Instead, they gave him a specially approved status, allowing him to dispatch the necessary resources under necessary conditions. Not to mention the temptation of money and power, the high-ranking officials would like to increase his salary dozens of times, if this can make Hotch let go.

Hotch gave full play to his strength and wealth and wisdom as an interrogation instructor at the FBI Academy, and overcame all the language traps without any leaks, which made people angry, anxious and helpless.

The atmosphere was very tense for a while.

It was at this time that Wu Cong knocked on the door, "Let me talk to Hotch, young people are always not calm." He showed a slight smile, he was wearing a brown double-breasted jacket and folded his hands, without looking at his face. The sense of déjà vu of the elderly, "Please avoid it for a while."

His pupils contracted almost imperceptibly and then recovered. A little bit of mental influence that was very similar to the power of speech made the top leaders of those countries get up and leave here voluntarily at the fastest speed.

Clean up the room.

Hotch took a few glances at Wu Cong, felt that something was wrong, thought about it again and suddenly asked: "Where is Ruby?" The little girl Dansha has always been bound to Wu Cong, and it always feels weird for Wu Cong to appear alone.

"Here." Wu Cong raised his cuffs, and there were two strings of red strings hanging on his wrists that looked like frost and snow. Looking carefully, one string was the red string that Wu Cong had always carried, and the other half was actually a thin, long string. The little snake was sleeping soundly with its head wrapped around its tail.

"Dinsha has lost scales, and she doesn't want to show up until she grows up." Wu Cong explained why Dansha was like this, probably because a certain little girl likes to play with scissors and hair like every child, accidentally Just cut off a pinch of hair on the forehead. According to the prototype, it is a small scale cut off. Whether it hurts or not, it is ugly, especially in order to prevent the newly grown scales from falling off. At the last small piece of scale, Dan Sha looked at the clown snake in the mirror that was missing a small piece of scale on his forehead (in fact, it was basically invisible), shrank sadly and hid it in Wu Cong's sleeve, refusing to see anyone.

Hotch was a little dumbfounded, but secretly remembered to go back and buy Dansha a cute little hat to comfort her.

It took Wu Cong and Hotch a few minutes to chat about Dansha before finally turning to the topic of Wu Cong's visit this time. I really appreciate Hotch's ability and character. I believe that with such an assistant, he can save a lot of energy in the future.

Wu Cong looked at Hotch anxiously, "Do you really have the heart to see them send me another one who is slowing me down?"

The skin of the old zongzi is very good, and it is not against the law to show such a pitiful look, but it makes people feel soft-hearted. Before the brain can react, Hotch's body has already nodded.

Hotch looked at the smiling Wu Cong, and sighed: "BAU is very busy with work, I might not be able to take care of you."

"It's okay." Wu Cong smiled and stretched out his hand, "We can save the world on weekends."

Hotch sighed again and held Wu Cong's hand, feeling that he might be on a cheating boat that he couldn't get off.