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"Different locations, different victims. Maybe the murderer we're looking for doesn't mind that." Hotch frowned slightly as he looked at the photo displayed on the screen.

"Is there anything New York can do about it?"

"He's like a ghost." Hotch responded to Elle's question.

"The New York media blocked the news, so there is no connection between the victims for the time being." JJ looked at the local news reports.

"The original Zodiac killer." Reid looked up, "His victims, white, black, men, women, old people, children..."

"But the Zodiac has been rampant for 30 years." Gideon looked at the big screen and said leisurely.

The atmosphere in the conference room immediately became tense.

"Where did Jessie go?" JJ didn't see Jessie on the plane, so he asked Elle with some doubts.

"Hotch asked her to do some criminal psychology, and found a retired old detective from BAU to teach her how to profile criminals." Elle felt a little disappointed when she thought that she would not see the little doctor for the next few days, "She I guess I'm staying in the office for class now..."

"An old agent who retired from the BAU?" JJ repeated, "An old agent like...Ryan?"

Thinking of Ryan's temper...the two couldn't help but sweat secretly for Jessie.

When Jessie was woken up by the alarm clock today, Elle had already gone to work and rubbed her sore arm. The little doctor really hated his physical fitness...

It's too weak, and I was still on it last night...it's unbelievable...

After washing up, Jessie hurried to the office. Elle and the others went to New York to handle the case, so the conference room temporarily became her own classroom plus a study room. Hotch said that if he wants to find himself the best agent as a teacher, he should arrive early to make a better first impression.

As soon as she stepped into the meeting room, Jessie felt that something was wrong and turned off the light.In the backlit hall, only a rough outline can be seen. In the middle of the table, there seems to be a man sitting.

"You're half an hour early."

Jessie felt that arrogant and narcissistic tone was very familiar, but now was not the time to think about it.Turning his thoughts, he responded calmly, "But according to your request, I'm still late, right?"

The man in front of him laughed softly and turned on the light. "No wonder Hotch asked me to teach you, you're way more interesting than any nerd out of school."

The shadows dissipated all of a sudden, and Jessie was stunned for a moment when she saw the luxurious and arrogant man in front of her.

David Rossi?How could it be him?

Rossi also noticed the puzzlement in the eyes of the person in front of him. Before coming here, he had heard from Hotch that this was a surgeon whose profiling ability was not inferior to that of a professional profiler.He caught a glimpse of Jessie's strange reaction, and it felt like he shouldn't be here.

With a plan, he wanted to tease the bookish little doctor in front of him, "Jessie, nice to meet you, my name is Leon."

Leon?

The little doctor was a little confused, stuck in place for a while, and suddenly saw the smile in Rossi's eyes, and immediately realized that this person was testing himself.He stretched out his hand and shook it generously, "Mr. Leon, it turns out that David Rossi is your pen name..."

"Have you met me? Then analyze me." Rossi didn't feel any embarrassment after his trick was exposed, so he simply continued to ask Jessie to profile himself, so as to see her level.

The little doctor is suffering... A Rossi, an Emily, why does he like to let himself profile them...

"You're Italian." Jessie sat down unrequitedly, and looked at the expectant person in front of her. "You are the founder of BAU, a veteran figure. Well, judging by your clothes, you should be from a famous family. The elegance brought by your bones cannot be acquired."

"anything else?"

"You attach great importance to your identity, and maybe you are also good at cooking." Jessie suddenly smiled, "You still have unfulfilled wishes, otherwise you wouldn't often return to your post at BAU."

Rossi's eyes flashed sharply, "What unfulfilled wish?"

Realizing that she was overwhelmed, Jessie's tone immediately became a little less determined, "Maybe it's an unfinished case, or a murderer that hasn't been found yet."

"It's interesting." Rossi smiled and looked at the little doctor in front of him, "Can you fish?"

"Yes..." Jessie was a little confused.

"Go, go fishing." Rossi straightened his clothes and walked towards the gate.

"No...not going to class?"

"What class? Don't listen to the theory of those nerds." Rossi waved his hand. "Going out for a walk is closer to life. Cases in books are sometimes too unrealistic."

Jessie nodded half-understanding.

On the other hand, BAU discussed where to eat after finishing his work at the police station. After all, the prosperity of Manhattan cannot be enjoyed all the time.

"Let's go eat Chinese food..." Morgan winked at Elle with a smirk.

Elle decided to hide her embarrassment with silence.

"That's right, I know there's a good restaurant in Chinatown." Gidoen turned sideways to the sheriff and said a few more words to the few people waiting at the side.

It was Morgan and Gideon who suggested to eat...Elle secretly thought in her heart, it's none of her business...but she was still a little guilty.

"We are surrounded by the top profilers in the world." JJ was at the end waiting for Elle's pace. "You said that if they had nothing to do to profile us that day, wouldn't anything escape their eyes..."

Elle was a little nervous, "Team members are not allowed to profile each other..."

"It's just not telling the truth..." JJ smiled, looked at the backs of the group in front, and lowered his voice slightly, "Bless you all."

"!!!" Heart beat wildly, "You know?" Elle was a little flustered, "Even you know, then Hotch and the others..."

"Their profiling ability is very strong, but they are much slower emotionally..." JJ said to Elle seriously, "When Jessie and I were arrested, I could tell from the fact that she kept calling you by your name." Afterwards, I paid more attention to the eye contact between the two of you, and I understood a little bit in my heart."

It turned out to be the intuition between women... Elle was relieved when she mentioned it, but JJ's next words made her face another difficulty.

"Even if Hotch can't see it now, he will notice it after a long time..."

"He will understand..." Elle turned her head to look at JJ, "Jessie said that love is innocent."

"Love is innocent?" JJ's doubts faded away, as if he had taken great courage, he lowered his head and smiled.

It wasn't until Reid sat down at the table that he realized he couldn't use chopsticks...

"Excuse me, can you get me a knife and fork?"

The waiter looked at Reid, who spoke fluent Chinese, with strange eyes, and brought a knife and fork suspiciously.

"Reid...hahaha... You have learned Chinese from Jessie for so long, is it just to ask someone to help you with a knife and fork..." Morgan couldn't resist, and laughed while lying on the table.

"Don't laugh at me! You can only use chopsticks and can't speak Chinese..." Reid shot back unwillingly.

JJ smiled and took a rubber band to help the strong Reid learn to use chopsticks.

"Just at the police station." Hotch glanced at Gidoen, "There's a hole in your profile."

"What loophole?" JJ was puzzled.

"The suspect we are looking for may also be a staff member of the police station, which also fits the profile of a vigilante." Gidoen nodded.

"They understand the system, the high-intensity work and the low pay," Morgan concludes.

"Some of them will also be prone to a sense of justice from case to case."

"The presence of the police is like a public service whenever there's a case..." Reid added Hotch, inadvertently clipping another piece of meat.

"NYC police are under a lot of pressure..."

"The first use of psychology to solve a crime was the mad-bomb-bomb-guy case."

"That was the inspiration for the bomb-bomb kill-hand..."

JJ and Elle looked at each other while listening to the workaholics in front of them talking about the cases up and down in New York.

"Hey guys. We're in New York now, can't we talk about anything other than the case?"

"For example, after the case is closed, can we give us a half-day vacation to go shopping in a department store?" JJ added to point out the key points.

Hotch nodded. "You're right, so, do you all have boyfriends?"

JJ: "..."

Elle: "..."

Hotch just asked casually, but both of them lowered their heads and blushed at the same time. Morgan watched the changes in their expressions, secretly amused.

"Gideon...why didn't you say that the suspect might be a policeman at the police station?" Elle still decided to use work to divert the attention of several people.

"We still need their assistance." Gidoen's eyes were bright, as if he could see through Elle's mind.

Elle lowered her head and scratched the rice in the bowl, "This restaurant is not as good as Jessie's..."

"What kind of food does she usually cook?" JJ heard Elle mumbling in a low voice, and asked softly.

"The name of the dish is too difficult to remember... Anyway, it's delicious." Elle thought of the little doctor who should still be in class, her eyes darkened.Suddenly remembered that he hadn't bought a gift for the little doctor yet, and asked JJ sideways.

"Will you go shopping after the case is over?"

"Is Hotch on leave?"

"Certainly, definitely." Elle looked determined.

Hotch, who was sitting next to Elle, couldn't laugh or cry, you two are talking so loudly, can I tell you...

The author has something to say: JJ (>^ω^<) who intends to start his relationship without anyone noticing

Meat slag is not perfunctory...

It's just a limited ability to express.

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