After sending Albus home, just as the Polyjuice Potion had finished, Nina Apparated back home and called Jennifer to set up a meeting.

She still had an impression of Jennifer. At that time, Sherlock was examining the bodies of Professor Ball and Simonley in Barts Hospital. As a federal investigator, Jennifer seemed to have rushed to the UK to investigate the dead Simonley.

"Sorry, we took up your time, Miss Roberts." Jennifer stood up and said to Nina, extending her hand in a friendly manner, "This is Dr. Reed." Jennifer introduced.

"Happy to help you, hello, Dr. Reid." Nina smiled and nodded to Reid who was sitting beside her.

He didn't look too old, with a thin build. After Nina greeted him politely, he showed a shy smile.

This is a cafe next to Curt Park. There are not many people in the cafe, only a few people. Jennifer chose a seat near the door.

After looking around, Jennifer sat down and said, "Miss Roberts, we want to ask you something about Professor Pole and the Roberts couple."

Nina opened her eyes wide in surprise, and her surprised eyes fell on the two of them, "I can understand why you want to ask Professor Boer, but my parents, they have passed away for a long time, I can't imagine the difference between the two. What is the connection between them?"

"Actually, we found a report about the accidental deaths of the Roberts couple 12 years ago. At the same time, two related people died in different places one after another. This kind of coincidence usually only has a 5.43% possibility.

In the United States, I have found the suspect, Professor Roberts was murdered. ' Rhett went on.

"Feel sorry."

"We know it's hard to accept, but it's true." Jennifer looked at Nina and said with relief, "We sympathize with your current mood, Miss Roberts."

"I understand, but I don't remember too many things at the time, and I may not be able to really help you guys."

Jennifer was obviously relieved, and nodded to Rhett with her head tilted. At first, they were even worried that Nina would justly refuse.

Rhett took out a notebook from his brown messenger bag, intending to jot down some important clues, "Do you remember their unusual behavior during that time?"

"I can't remember very clearly. They would stay in the underground laboratory most of the time, almost all day, and the weekend trips began to be gradually canceled. There was a house cleaning. They found a lot of research materials. They I have always cherished these things very much, but that day, they shredded a lot of documents, and I don't know why."

Nina thought for a while and said that to this day, she still remembers that period of memory very vaguely, and all she can remember are sporadic fragments.

"Is there anything else? Did they leave anything important? Sorry, this may be the only way for us to understand the importance of Andos and them." Jennifer speeded up her speech. The FBI has tried many methods, Tried to capture Andos and the others, but ended in failure.

They can always escape in time, and even those caught by chance will be shot and killed immediately.

Nina lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, paused for a while, and then said: "...After the accident, there was a burglary. He was holding a knife...Sorry...I can't remember the rest....I will Try to look for it, and if I find it, I'll call you guys."

"Sorry, Miss Roberts, for bringing back bad memories, thank you for your cooperation,... please wait a moment." Jennifer showed apologetic expression, took out her phone from her pocket, and walked to a distance.

Nina calmed down and looked at Reid who was staring at the notebook, "I never thought that FBI agents would be so young. Sorry, I can't give you much help. If possible, I hope to be able to help you as soon as possible." Know the truth."

"As a matter of fact, the possibility of a case over ten years being solved is extremely slim. Most of the clues to solve the case have been destroyed. Few of the victim's family members can remember exactly what happened at that time." Reid looked at Nina, paused, and sipped She pursed her lips, "We'll do our best."

Nina reluctantly raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, "I understand, that's the truth."

"JJ?" Rhett looked up at Jennifer who hurried back with a look on her face, "What happened?"

"Rett, we need to get out of here, Miss Roberts, sorry, I can only go here today, please contact us if you find anything."

After Jennifer finished speaking, she and Rhett quickly left the cafe and got into a car parked by the side of the road.

"Hotch and the others have made new discoveries in the case in California. They have sent over the relevant information, as well as a drug research information and a strange note, which may have been left by Professor Roberts before his death." Jennifer held Steering wheel, said while driving the car away from the cafe.

"You can take a look first, this is the handwriting of Mr. Roberts that was photographed." Jennifer said and handed the phone to Rhett.

"Conceited, stubborn, he has slight anxiety and depression, the surrounding environment can't make him calm down, maybe it's not a familiar environment, he tried his best to improve this state, but to no avail." Reid looked at the letter handed by Jennifer The phone said.

"Red, I just want to show you, can these really be seen through handwriting?" Jennifer asked with a smile.

"Graphology is considered to be a kind of applied psychology. As early as the end of the [-]th century, Pryor, a professor of psychology at the University of Jena in Germany, began to study handwriting. He believed that the brain determines handwriting. Ivy also said, What actually flows out of the pen tip is the human subconscious mind.

Through handwriting, people can speculate on their personality, subconscious and even emotions. "

"Maybe I should take a good look at your handwriting next time, Rhett." Jennifer said, driving the car into the street in front of the British Museum.

"Hotch asked the Department of Pharmacy to analyze the research data, which should be a very small part of Professor Roberts' research. Combined with Professor Roberts' past research, it may be for bipolar disorder. Hotch wants you to see if you can learn from this research. Other valuable information can be seen in it.”

"I was planning to go to Baker Street." Reid quickly pressed the page turning button.

"After you've been there, maybe you won't want to go a second time, trust me, Rhett." Jennifer joked that she could still recall the scene of her last visit.

"Maybe we should go there, JJ, I've read Professor Roberts' papers before, he has a special obsession with Latin, he believes that people who study medicine must be proficient in Latin, and all his articles will only use Latin.

But in this one, he only used Latin where necessary. He was emphasizing some words, some seemingly insignificant words. It seemed that this was more like a cipher. "

"Okay, Baker Street." Jennifer smiled helplessly, turned the car around, and drove towards Baker Street, "Fortunately, I know the way."

221B Baker Street

After Jennifer parked the car, she happened to see Sherlock and Lestrade coming out of 221B.

"FBI? I'm going to say hello, Sherlock...?" Lestrade was about to ask Sherlock to go with him.

"I don't need it." Sherlock interrupted Lestrade, raised his hand to stop the approaching taxi, "Where is the crime scene?"

"Northwest corner of Covent Park."

Lestrade felt that he should have adapted to Sherlock's personality long ago, but in fact, he still felt that he still had a lot of room for improvement.

"Good morning, Miss Jean." Lestrade watched the taxi leave helplessly, turned around and greeted Jennifer with a smile, "Who is this?"

"Dr. Rhett" Jennifer introduced, "We would like to ask Mr. Holmes for help, but it seems that he is in a hurry."

"Yes." Lestrade said awkwardly. "There is a difficult case. When he encounters a case, he will put everyone aside."

"Can we go over and have a look?" Rhett looked at Lestrade and asked casually.

"Please don't mind, Inspector Lestrade, Rhett is only interested in Mr. Holmes' deduction." Jennifer immediately explained, showing a friendly smile to Lestrade, "We can wait for Mr. Holmes here return."

She didn't want Lestrade to think too much, after all, they were from the FBI, and this was London, England.

"It's not a big deal, but your identity as a federal investigator may cause unnecessary trouble, please understand, Miss Jean Heat, Dr. Reed." Lestrade explained.

They were not detective consultants like Sherlock, but federal investigators. If Lestrade dared to let people from the FBI intervene in the case without authorization, he thought: his police career should also be over.

"We understand, I'm sorry to bother you, Inspector Lestrade." Jennifer raised the corners of her mouth and showed a friendly smile.

After Lestrade left, Jennifer shrugged at Rhett, showing a helpless look, "I know you are disappointed, Rhett, but there is no way, this is not America, let's go." Jennifer tilted her head , showing Rhett the car parked aside.

"Actually, I'm not very disappointed. It's just that I've always been interested in deductive methods."

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