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The suspect who was crushed cried out that he was in pain all the way.

He kept talking about the FBI's violent law enforcement, he wants to appeal, he wants a lawyer and so on.

Grace, who was sitting in the back of the SUV, finally got tired of listening, and smiled slightly at the suspect.

"Shut your mouth, I'm not the FBI." The brunette woman looked 'gentle'.

Looking at her smile, the suspect felt a little creepy, or maybe it was because the feeling of being thrown over the shoulder just now was still lingering on his body, so he shut his mouth all of a sudden.

But after Grace turned her head, the man muttered again.

"Savage woman..."

Morgan, who was driving, and Emily in the passenger seat looked at each other with a slight smile on their lips.

It is also worthy of being a seal, and it really is simple and rude.

The three returned to the police station with the suspect, and Grace will cooperate with the police to make a simple statement.

Judging from the expressions of Morgan and Emily, the Unsub they wanted to find was not the suspect caught now, but this person must have a lot to do with the case.

Otherwise, Morgan wouldn't have chased the suspect for three or four streets.

Grace's restless curiosity was at work again.

She should know that this kind of thing has nothing to do with her. She just helped an ordinary friend catch his suspect, and there is no need to go deep into the case itself.

However, it was difficult for Grace to ignore the curiosity in her heart.

Grace did not leave after finishing the notes.

She glanced at the meeting room through the glass on the door, but there was no one in it, and the case board was just standing there.

She had to admit that she was attracted, raised her hand and pushed open the door of the conference room.

The case boards were lined with photos of the victims, all blondes, but it wouldn't be too much of a stretch to say that each one was handsome.

Their hair is very beautiful.

However, it is a pity that the photos after they were killed are not so good.

They lost limbs.

Grace's expression is calm. She has seen more tragic scenes than this on the battlefield, and this will not change her color.

She took a few steps closer and looked at the written information on the case board.

The speed of Unsub's attack has obviously increased again, from one year to one week, Unsub must have been stimulated during this period.

And this method of depriving his limbs is just a twist in his heart, or is he trying to imprison these victims by his side?

Grace can only feel a rush of madness from the photo.

"Who are you?" A deep male voice suddenly sounded from the door.

Grace turned around and saw a man in a meticulous suit and leather shoes.

At first glance, he is a very serious person, and he is even a man who writes 'I am the FBI' on his face.

He frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Grace's trespassing into the conference room.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to find Agent Morgan." Pulling the man out of the bag, Grace silently apologized to Morgan.

This looks like a boss-level figure.

And the serious detective, after hearing this sentence, reacted for a second.

"...Are you that seal?" Although it was a question, the man's heart was mostly confirmed.

"Yes, hello, Grace Louisa," she introduced herself.

"Hochner," Hodge replied politely, "thank you for your help, but it's forbidden to enter here."

This should already be regarded as his relatively soft attitude.

Otherwise, irrelevant people like her would have been kicked out long ago.

Grace nodded slightly and left the conference room.

Unexpectedly, the head of BAU is such a serious person. It seems that he has no chance to participate in handling the case.

Grace felt a little regretful, but this kind of thing couldn't be forced.

BAU and H50 are two completely different teams. Compared with the freedom of H50, BAU is controlled by multiple superiors.

She squinted her eyes a little, feeling that going to Hawaii was a better choice.

Forget it, think about these things later.

"Grace?" Morgan walked over at some point.

She quickly recovered from her thoughts, and smiled slightly at the black detective.

"Wait, I think there's something wrong with that smile."

Morgan made a stop gesture. Although he and Grace hadn't known each other for a long time, the smile on her face couldn't be called real.

Grace raised an eyebrow: "I'm just sorry that you have such a rigid boss."

Morgan's expression paused, not knowing what expression to make.

I really don't know if she is hurting him or Hodge.

"You just went in?" Morgan pointed to the meeting room.

Grace nodded: "A little curious."

There was a troubled look on Morgan's face, and he didn't know how to speak.

"Don't worry," Grace said, knowing what was bothering him, "this is your job." Not mine.

"Thank you for your understanding." Morgan secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

His impression of Grace is generally good. Although he won't develop any further relationship, he doesn't want to miss a seal friend with a good personality.

You know, he has a firm principle-never date a woman with a gun.

Grace didn't talk to Morgan any more, after all, she couldn't disturb the other party's work.

She began to realize more deeply that she must find an interesting job for herself.

Although, after she figured out what was going on with that person.

****

The so-called narrow road to Yuanjia may be the current situation.

It seems that it is not very appropriate to say that they are "enemies".

Grace just met the arrogant and glamorous blonde in the coffee shop on the street.

The height of the woman is very tall, maybe around 1.8 meters by visual inspection, and her high heels can be called mild, not too high.

——Although, Grace is also 1.7 meters sixteen.

But women are also much taller than Grace, who is now stepping on running shoes.

When she saw Grace, flames burst out of her eyes, and her expression was obviously displeased.

So, the woman walked over in a slightly aggressive manner.

Grace didn't know where she had offended this lady.

What's more, all her attention has been attracted by the necklace around the blonde's neck.

The chain is a thin rose gold chain, delicate and beautiful, but there is nothing special about it.

—The problem is with that pendant.

A golden disc the size of a fingernail is engraved with strange patterns—three rings made of thorns are interlocked in a triangle,

On such a large disc, the patterns are very clear, as if the workmanship is extremely good.

... the exact same thing that hangs around her crazy partner's neck.

Standing in front of Grace, the blonde girl pursed her lips slightly, as if trying to suppress her temper that was about to explode.

"You..." She just uttered a sound before being interrupted abruptly by Grace.

"Where did you get this necklace?" Grace looked up at the blonde.

She was obviously shorter than her by half, and the corners of her mouth even curved, but her green eyes erupted with astonishing aura.

The blonde was stunned by Grace's glance, and even took half a step back unconsciously.

"What do I care about you?!" The blond girl raised her voice, half panic hidden in her anger.

Grace was much calmer, and she still had a fake smile on her face.

"Where did you get this necklace?" She repeated the question completely.

But the blond woman took two steps back, cursed at the madman, turned around and left.

Grace looked at her back in a hurry, but the smile on her face disappeared in vain.

She looked at it expressionlessly, and slowly followed up.

As she walked, she took out her mobile phone.

Open the webpage, quickly move your fingers and type in the words 'Bruce Wayne's girlfriend'.

Immediately, hundreds of thousands of information popped up on the webpage, and Grace found the name of the blonde girl in the latest gossip.

Kelly Grant, a supermodel who has recently become famous.

After reading the information on the encyclopedia, she turned off her mobile phone and looked at the tall blonde woman in the crowd in front of her.

Grace really didn't think her partner would have such a good relationship with such a woman to wear a necklace with the same pendant.

*****

Ivan held pudding in his arms, stroked its soft long hair, and sighed slowly.

Although there was pudding, the house became a little deserted after Grace left, at least for Ivan.

But it's not that he can't live without Grace, or he should have been in trouble during the years Grace has been a seal.

He just wanted her to live happily and freely.

Ivan was always worried about Grace. To him, Grace was no different from his own daughter.

So, even though he knew his undercover investigation would bother Grace, he did it anyway.

He already knew very little about 'that person', and it was basically impossible to find out.

However, the investigation of Grace's team is much easier.

The number of SEAL teams is generally relatively small, usually two to four people.

Grace belongs to a two-person team.

An accident with the team is basically equivalent to an accident with Grace's partner.

There was a stack of materials on the coffee table, which he had just received.

On Grace's last mission before her retirement, her partner Leonard Dart...

--crazy.

The specific circumstances are unknown, but Leonard is indeed crazy.

Because of his aggression, he was locked up in a mental hospital.

The two words he said most often are-

"Someone is watching us and the world we live in is fake."

"We're being broadcast live."

The author has something to say: I finally clicked the question! !Not easy_(:з」∠)_

The status of the master in this chapter has been reduced to a reduced scope of investigation tools

The wax ordered for the master is about to circle the world (x