[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

[Tell me first if he's safe]

[Until you agree to play games with me, I won't tell you anything ~ I believe you will like my little mystery]

Lance lowered his eyes, his hands kept moving [Why do you think that I will cause countless troubles for a so-called game that he joins you? ]

After posting this, Lance raised his head again and stared at himself in the mirror.

When the hell!

The phone vibrated twice again

[you will]

Lance looked at the words on the screen.

[It's already your weakness, you didn't have it 15 years ago, now you have it. ]

Lance's pupils shrank suddenly, his right hand was tightly holding the phone, his body trembling slightly with anger, he took a deep breath, and then smashed the phone against the wall next to him.

"Bang" padada..."

The body of the phone split apart and lay quietly on the ground. Lance gasped while holding the sink with one hand.

"Huh..." He let out a breath, ignored the debris on the ground, turned around and opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

"Hey" Beverly walked towards him, "Gordon is looking for you, it seems that he has a clue."

Lance paused, "Yes."

Gordon still maintained the sitting posture when Lance left just now, and only looked up when Lance came in.

Lance spoke before he could speak, "I'm asking not to participate in this case."

Gordon frowned.

"He's my boyfriend. I lost control of my emotions. I smashed my phone just now." Lance sighed, "I'll go back to the hotel first." He looked a little decadent.

Gordon nodded, "Call me at the hotel."

Lance looked at him, "Okay."

Lance didn't go back to the hotel. He drove to buy a mobile phone first. He broke the original mobile phone just now and he didn't feel any regrets. It's just that his car had just arrived at the parking lot when someone delivered a new mobile phone.

Lance hesitated for a while, because the person who gave the phone showed him the screen of the phone, and there was a text message signed 'Little Jim', so he accepted it.

Click on the text message.

[I believe you've made the most correct choice, and I got the answer I thought of. ]

Next came an address.

Rhett's dizziness, he clearly remembered that someone stuffed Gordon with a package in the parking lot, Gordon went to chase the person, he took two steps to follow, but was covered by a wet handkerchief nose.

There is ether.

In a trance, he could feel that he was placed in a very small space. The smell of the place was not good. The other party seemed to trust the medicine very much and did not check his condition carefully.

After another few minutes, no, or several hours, he felt that the surroundings seemed to be a little more empty.

The roar of the woman next to his ears, the sound of the machine running, and the faint cries for help made his drowsy head hurt even more, but the strange thing is that although his consciousness is so clear, his body can't move, maybe There are some other ingredients in the drug just now.

Something cold pierced into the skin, feeling the coolness slowly flowing along the blood vessels, arms, neck and even the whole body.

"A policeman." The surrounding seemed to have quieted down, and a woman's voice rang in his ears with an imperceptible charm.

"The policemen who are not on the list." The woman sighed with some distress, "I don't want to make people who are not on the list look good-looking, and they are still men."

"Just use it as a test product, Mi Rui should like it."

Reid didn't know what would happen to him, but it shouldn't be a good thing, and if he remembered the name 'Mi Rui' correctly, he should have seen it in the recent suspect information.

When people are in a trance, they always don't know the speed of time passing, and they don't feel pain.

When Lance broke in, the woman in maid outfit had already separated Rhett's left hand with a deep gash. Perhaps the sound of the door being kicked open was too sudden, and her hand trembled. The bloodstained knife was tilted to one side.

She put it down in distress, turned her head and was very dissatisfied, "It's crooked."

"Blame me?" Lance shrugged while holding the gun.

The woman sighed, "It's indeed your fault, you can take this away."

Her eyes glanced at Rhett who was lying down, "He is not on my list after all."

Lance's muzzle moved down slowly, "Do you think I'll let you go even though I'm already here?"

"I thought the game between you and him was about to begin." The woman chuckled, "Actually, you don't have to worry, I don't want to kill anyone."

Lance raised his eyebrows, waiting for her next words.

But the woman turned around slowly, pulled the metal box next to her slowly, took out a potion from it, and said to Lance, "He provided me with the technique, and the reward is you, it's just to let this handsome guy sleep Get a little deeper."

She slowly pushed a potion under Rhett's skin in front of Lance.

Lance looked at her.

"My purpose is really not to kill people." The woman stood up straighter, "I'm just a poor woman who wants to fulfill her boyfriend's wish."

Her expression was very calm, "Mi Rui can't hold on anymore, I'm his girlfriend, I should take over the work he can't finish."

Listening to the woman's words, Lance kept an eye on Reid's condition. The wound on his arm was really deep, and in just over a minute, the white sheet under him had already fainted with blood.

Lance gritted his teeth, "Stop the bleeding."

The woman raised her eyebrows, "Let me go later."

"Stop the bleeding, deal."

"Don't think that I don't know that you have notified your colleagues before you came." The woman bent down and took out a bag of blood from the small cabinet next to her, and quickly treated Reid's wound in her hands. "Look, they've arrived."

The woman pursed her lips, and Lance looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a working screen on which was the surveillance outside the house, and several people in body armor were quickly entering.

"Is this for me to see?"

"Of course." The woman stopped what she was doing, "Can we go?"

Lance pursed his lips and didn't answer.

"Have you thought about telling them how you know this place? Are you conscious enough to involve them all?"

Lance bit his lower lip and put down the pistol in his hand. He had no other choice.

The woman sneered and waved to Lance, "We should go, and he thinks this is a very good exit ceremony. It's not good to be disturbed while playing games~"

Lance glanced at Rhett who was lying down, and put the pistol back on his waist.

Speaking of which, this young man is not as handsome when he is asleep as when he is awake, probably something is missing.

And he actually let this young man run into his heart without him noticing, and now...

Perhaps this is the legendary love that makes people lose their minds?

Lance felt that he was really in love...

Okay, the current rhythm is that I am about to break up in love.

"Hurry up~"

Lance sighed and walked quickly to Rhett's bed, bent down and bit his mouth hard. No matter what, he should protect the little doctor who is so weak.

This woman was controlled by Moritia, and Lance was sure of this. She didn't go around in circles, and directly led him out from another road. It could be seen that this route was prepared in advance.

It also shows that Moritia was really instigated by Rhett's kidnapping this time, and the purpose was to let him play that ghost game with him.

Also because of his inexplicable [Gryffindor]-like courage that suddenly grew up, he obediently jumped in.

It was a very ordinary car, and there was no one else on it except the driver. The woman ran away by herself after sending him over. She was trotting a little bit in a maid outfit. Lance stared at her back and was silent for a while , and then sent a text message to Gordon, roughly speaking about the maid's appearance, and sent 'Mi Rui' as the key word he caught.

Then he opened the door and got in the car.

"Please throw away your phone." The driver pushed his glasses, "We don't want any unexpected troubles."

Lance squinted and rolled down the car window and threw the phone out.

The driver started the car.

Lance leaned on the car cushion, his heart was at peace, he is a person who is afraid of death, and now he doesn't feel scared at all in this situation, probably because it's a big deal if he meets Moritia as long as he follows his will Even if you die, this kind of person doesn't bother to go back on his promise as long as he makes a promise.

Lance twitched his mouth, at least, Moritia won't eat people...

Small number

It was a long time before Rhett woke up in the hospital. He immediately wanted to tell Gordon the clues he could tell, but Gordon just patted his hand reassuringly, signaling him not to speak in a hurry. .

"I heard, 'Mi Rui'" Rhett's throat was a little sore, and the words he said were also a little hoarse, "I heard..."

"Okay, okay." Gordon agreed and stood up to pour water for Rhett, "Relax Spencer, take a sip of water first."

Rhett stared at Gordon with wide-eyed eyes, and took the water glass. While drinking, his brown eyes looked around from time to time. Gordon was the only one with him in this ward.

Reid, who had come to such a conclusion, felt a bit depressed.

But he quickly adjusted his mood, "Oh, you should have known that you were able to rescue me."

Gordon nodded, and he looked at Rhett with complicated eyes. At this time, Rhett had finished drinking the water and put the water glass on the bedside table.

"Spenser," Gordon said, "how much can you remember?"

Rhett blinked, "My body can't move, but my consciousness is clear, I can remember... I can..." He frowned as he spoke, because he found that he didn't seem to be I don't remember everything. There is only a little bit of memory left from that time, and most of it is the feeling of being uncertain.

"I'm sorry." Rhett was a little frustrated.

"No need to apologize, Spencer." Gordon shook his head. "If your consciousness is not completely unconscious, can you remember how many times you were injected with anesthesia?"

Rhett frowned, "One... No, twice, twice, I lost consciousness after the second injection."

"The doctor found traces of two injections on your body." Gordon explained, "But the interval between the two injections did not exceed 5 minutes, and we found you within 5 minutes after the last injection."

"..." Rhett felt something was wrong.

Gordon raised his head and looked at him with bloodshot eyes, "Spencer Reed, you are injured."

Reid looked down at himself, and sure enough, he saw his bandaged arm. He frowned, "Someone is talking."

"kindness?"

"That woman...someone talked to her, a man, a little familiar."

"Noah."

"what?"

Gordon sighed wearily, "We received a text message before, with an address on it, which is the place where you were locked up, and we found Noah's car there, and after we found you, we received another text message with an address about The suspect's information, we found the mobile phone not far away, with his fingerprints on it."

"...So?" Rhett swallowed.

"He's missing," Gordon replied. "I don't want to hide it from you, Spencer. You have a right to know that."

Rhett froze for a moment, seemingly unbelievable, his eyes were full of confusion.

"You slept for two days." Gordon stood up, "We have already caught the criminal in this case, and Hu Qi has also rushed over from Quantico."

"..." Rhett moved his lips, "Can you find it?"

Gordon didn't answer.

He didn't know how to answer.

Can you find it?

Judging from the scene and the prisoner's reaction, Lance should be alive, but thinking of the half-mad woman's mocking smile and ambiguous words, he seemed to feel that Lance would never appear again even if he was alive.

"It's the same as me because of love, such a person, such a person!"

"Such a person is not beautiful when he is loved."

Lance disappeared, disappeared from the lives of everyone who knew him, and because of this incident, the three-month exchange guidance also came to an end in a hurry.

Red and Gordon were brought back to Quantico's headquarters, and the relationship between Red and Lance could not be hidden. The other bau team members had to offer their regrets before they had time to send their blessings.

Rhett was also focused on psychological counseling, but the state was really worrying.

Because he made it clear that he didn't need any psychological counseling, because he felt that he was only temporarily lost in love, and because his lover was accidentally lost, he would find him back one day.

"Didn't it mean that there is no news yet? There is no corpse or anything like that. Maybe he just can't find his way back for the time being." Reid thought about reading some books for love not long ago.

El's situation is getting more and more wrong, and she is a bit extreme when encountering some things. She has also seen the scene data of Lance's disappearance, and she can guess some, because the clues are too obvious, and she is a girl who is very emotional. In addition, her time period with Lanskin Bau was about the same, and she had a crush on him for a while, and she was the one who expressed the most intensely about Lance's disappearance.

It is inevitable to have some conflicts with Reid. Morgan often plays the role of peacemaker, but it makes things worse and worse. Al thinks they are too much.

Cracks appeared in the team, and Hu Qi's mediation was not very helpful, and then Al handed in his resignation and left.

Bau lost two profilers all of a sudden, and another one came in just in time.

Of course, Lance knew all these things.

I have to say that Moriarty's hand is very long, even the fbi headquarters in country a can be touched by him. Being targeted by him is probably equivalent to being touched by the tentacles of an octopus. Anyway, it can't be taken off .

This sucks.

The author has something to say: Do I need to write about the ins and outs of this case...

The beauty of Venus with Broken Arms or something... I wanted to play an elegant game, but Mo Niang cut off my beard when I took it...

don't like sadism

By the way, Happy National Day~

#基本无心码字，Just want to celebrate the motherland’s birthday# series

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