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Hotch returned to the office to continue working after only a week off. Jessie looked at Hotch working at his desk through the glass and frowned.

"I talked to your father." Hotch looked at Megan, who was sitting on the opposite side, and said sternly, "Andrew Kane. This conversation did not go well. Those officials who took $[-] from the hedge fund, um...including your father , The flow of this money has been perfunctory in various forms, it is difficult to grasp...I mean, there is no recording or other paper evidence..."

Megan didn't seem to be very concerned about the progress of the case, she calculated the time, "You only came back after a week of rest~"

"If you want to catch the mistakes, the call girls who are related to them are a breakthrough." Hotch was immersed in his own deduction, "If you want to get this list, you can start with the secretaries of those bosses, or personal lawyers...Once Things are revealed, and their situation is not easy..."

"Are you listening to me!" Megan was a little annoyed, her voice raised a lot.

Several people outside the door looked at each other, and then looked at Hotch's office.

"Arguing?" Elle patted Jessie's outstretched head, "This is not the tone of an argument." She played with the little doctor's hair, "Megan must be feeling sorry for the health of her poker boss..."

As soon as the words fell, Megan pushed open the door of the office and walked towards the elevator angrily.

"You come back..." Hotch leaned on the railing and winked at Morgan downstairs.

"Don't follow me!" Megan ignored her, "You don't even care about your own body, what else do you care about?"

After finishing speaking, he entered the elevator, leaving behind a group of group members who stayed there.

Hotch sighed, and walked towards Gracia's office step by step, "Gracia, monitor Megan's mobile phone, Foyet hasn't been found yet, we have to keep her safe..."

"Even if she's mad at me, I have to protect her."

The elevator door slowly closed, Jessie looked at Hotch's background, bit the pen holder, and locked her eyes on the document in front of her again.

When getting off work, Hotch stopped a few people, "Grace at Gracia's office."

"The news I have received recently is not good news..." Gracia looked at the few people who crowded into her office, "Stay away from my instrument!!! This instrument is very sensitive..."

Jessie has always been obedient, hurried forward a few steps, was hugged by Elle's waist, and then fell into a warm embrace. Elle put the little doctor around her body.

"Ok?"

"Don't wander off," Elle whispered against the nape of Jessie's neck, motioning her to turn her head away.

"Oh……"

Through the lights in Gracia's office, Elle saw Jessie's ears turn red.

This guy is so easily shy... she murmured softly in her heart.

"I've been tracking Megan's phone." Gracia held a biscuit in her mouth. "Then I found out...she went back to her apartment after leaving BAU."

Jessie opened her mouth to say something, Gracia waved her hand, "Don't take Hotch's word... I know what you all want to ask, and I didn't find anyone who followed her. I called you because, just 5 minutes ago, she gave Her father made a phone call and shortly thereafter, Andrew Kane made a reservation at the Wilmer Hotel, room number 2257."

"Then Megan is already on the plane to Philadelphia?" Elle couldn't help asking.

Gracia glanced at the computer screen, "Yes, I just booked a ticket, first class..."

Hotch strode out the door, "We're going to Philadelphia now, there's still time."

"Wait!" Gracia called to stop Hotch, "One more piece of news, I found a drug that Foyet may have used, a drug for hyperthyroidism, metazole, there is no alternative drug, this drug can be found at the pharmacist Buy it, but a lot of people are using it…”

"Find the midpoint of the two cities and narrow it down to 25 miles."

Gracia narrowed down the list, at Elle's request, to 153 people.

"He won't use his real name." Jessie looked at Reid, who stood in front of the whiteboard with a cane as he remembered, writing and drawing on the whiteboard. "God's eye..." Reid frowned in thought.

"He calls himself Reapor..." Hotch reminded, turning back from the door.

"Peter Rhea."

Gracia typed rapidly on the keyboard, "There's Peter Rhea in Arlington."

Hotch hesitated for a while, looking at the room full of team members, he didn't know how to arrange their tasks for a moment.

"I'll take a few people to Arlington, and you take a few people to Philadelphia." Seeing Hotch's dilemma, Rossi made the decision for him, "Aaron, what do you think?"

"Okay." Hotch nodded, "Elle, Jessie will follow me to Philadelphia, and the rest of the staff will be arranged by Rossi."

Just as Reid wanted to get up, JJ pushed him down, "Your knee is still injured, you are not allowed to go anywhere if you stay here."

"Stay here, Reid." Elle walked to the door, turned around and reassured, "I'll pick you up to Arlington after we finish dealing with Philadelphia."

"Her appointment is at night." Hotch flipped through the few materials on the plane, "There are still four hours left, what will she do?"

"Looking for evidence?" Elle asked Hotch curiously, "By the way, what kind of case is Megan looking for you? She needs to find evidence in person and confront her father?"

Hotch sighed, "This case involves the private life and property distribution of the upper class. I am also surprised why she has such a big prejudice against these people."

The two looked at each other, and at the same time turned their eyes to Jessie who was aside.

"Let's tell a story." Jessie folded her hands behind her head, "There was a girl who had a good education since she was a child. But one day her parents divorced, and her father cut off their mother and daughter. source of income. Later, when she grew up, she became a high-end call girl."

Hotch raised his eyelids, and wanted to say something, when he heard Jessie's leisurely voice continue, "She serves all the so-called successful people who don't give up on their ex-wives. Men who behave exactly like her father did. However, She killed them after she got evidence that they had hired prostitutes at public expense."

"And then..." Hotch's voice trembled a little, and he roughly guessed who the protagonist in Jessie's story was.

"She asked her father to confront him at the hotel, but she handed over the SIM card with the evidence to the FBI agent who came after hearing the news. She said it would be nice if she could meet the agent in a different way. because that agent...is the only man she's ever met who won't let her down."

"Later...she committed suicide..."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner!" Hotch was distraught after hearing the news of the suicide.

"How did I know you would make her angry today..." Jessie looked aggrieved, "I thought this case would be gone after time travel..."

time travel? Hotch remembered what Jessie had said when he proposed at Christmas... belatedly.

"Sorry, I was impatient." Hotch apologized, "I have always...didn't understand her...I didn't understand her intention today, maybe I let her down"

Elle looked at Hotch's gloomy eyes and said in relief, "No, she is worried about your body so she went to find the evidence alone, not because your ability let her down, she loves you." She kind of hated Tiebucheng He stared coldly at his boss in front of him.

"What about Foyet?" Hotch asked Jessie suddenly before stepping off the plane. "Did I catch him in the end?"

The image of Hotch hugging Haley's body gradually overlapped with the confused inquiry of the person in front of her mind, and Jessie pressed the button with bitterness, "You caught him with your own hands. Although the time progress does not match my impression, but After the Megan matter is settled, Foyet will soon reveal his true colors."

Hotch nodded and walked down the gangway.

"Did Hotch and Haley reconcile after Foyet was arrested?" Elle asked abruptly, pulling Jessie behind her.

"No..." Jessie shook her head, "But this time I don't know if they will get back together."

She looked at Hotch who was hurrying forward.

It doesn't feel very likely...

Gee.

"One more thing to note is that the room 2257 that Andrew Kane reserved at the Wilmer Hotel is a deception. The real place where their father and daughter are..." Before Jessie finished speaking, Gracia's call was on Hotch's mobile phone. "Although I am very confused about this operation, according to the three-point positioning, Megan's current location is the Qis Regent Hotel."

Jessie nodded at Elle, "Ivory marble decoration, the point is, the staff there are very strict."

"We'll be right there," Hotch responded.

Hotch's original plan was to stay outside the hotel room door, but Jessie's story really frightened him a lot, he was afraid that Megan would do something reckless if he was self-willed... For example... After thinking about it for a while, he had an arrangement in his mind .

"Elle, you stay in the garage and monitor Andrew's car to prevent him from escaping." He turned to look at Jessie, "The two of us hide in the room."

"How to hide?" The little doctor asked with question marks all over his face, isn't Megan already inside?

"From the next room, across the balcony." Hotch said calmly.

Jessie's back was covered in cold sweat...

"Let's talk first." Elle folded back and tugged at Hotch's clothes, "You have to keep her safe..."

"Um……"

Jessie looked at the fierce and fierce Elle, and her panic was swept away. It happened that she could feel the feeling of her entering the office through the window back then.

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Foyet spoke lightly, his tone full of indifference and cold blood. Jessie stared at the black muzzle of the gun.

pick one of two.

Jessie felt that she was in the same situation as Morgan.

☆, choose one of the two