I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

"Adjust the monitoring, hurry up, and take pictures of what we need." Dr. Letterman stared at the screen, commanding Garcia, "I will show it to the FBI when the time comes."

"That's not a good way to say it. I'm the FBI. Also, you don't need to order me. I mean, I don't need anyone to order. I can figure it out myself. This is my specialty." Garcia moved uncomfortably, trying to stay away from Dr. Letterman, God knows, he was almost on top of her.

On the surveillance screen, the reporter is interviewing JJ. This is a temporary interview arranged by Gordon and the others, and it is the final conclusion of the Bloody Mary case.

The temporary interview location was arranged in the lobby on the first floor. It was said to be a temporary interview, but before they left, the reporters were given a little time to ask a few questions to facilitate their follow-up reports on Bloody Mary, to ensure the authenticity of the reports and reduce deviations.

A man wearing a hood squeezed into the crowd, he raised his head and pulled up his mask, his eyes swept over the BAU members behind JJ's right, and finally fixed on Reed who was rubbing the straps of his schoolbag there.

Rhett raised his head thoughtfully and looked into the crowd. When the man was pulling the brim of his hat, he made a quick and subtle gesture. Rhett immediately understood what he meant, and carefully tugged on Morgan's clothes.

Morgan looked down at the phone, strode forward, and whispered something to JJ in a low voice.

"Sorry, the interview may end early. There are some emergencies/situations here." Before JJ finished speaking, a woman in a white coat shouted at the reporter, followed by several agents with guns, slowly Approaching the people on stage.

"Dr. Selma?" JJ called out in surprise, she turned her head to look at Morgan, Morgan didn't expect that the person they designed to lure here would be a scientific researcher who had interacted with them before.

"Agents, put down your weapons and give up resistance." An agent behind Selma shouted, "Come with us."

The agents who came with BAU surrounded them when they saw this, and Gordon raised his hand to signal them to stop. He frowned and asked, "Which department are you from? What do you mean, Dr. Selma."

"It doesn't matter which department we are in." Selma said with a tense face, "but you are suspected of harboring wanted criminals."

Gordon narrowed his eyes, put his hand on the gun on his back, and said coldly, "Show evidence."

Selma took out a recording pen from her pocket, and just about to say something, she heard a loud brake sound, and a car plunged into the hall, dragged half a potted plant, and roared into the wall.

With a loud bang, the car will stop, and the driver's bloody corpse swayed twice and fell out of the car window.

Morgan was stunned when he saw the corpse. He quickly looked down at his watch. There were still 5 minutes before this step, and the car that rushed in was not the one they had arranged.

"You guys did this too?" Gordon was stunned for a second, then immediately reacted and said in a deep voice, "Dr. Selma! This is a public place."

"The play was really good." Thelma ignored Gordon's questioning, and she fired two shots loudly to signal the panicked reporters to be quiet and not to panic.

After the hall was barely quiet, Thelma turned to the microphone and pressed the recorder, and Xia Zuo's voice came from inside.

"Although I don't know exactly where Qiu Chengke is, I can assure you that the BAU people in Reid know where Qiu Chengke is."

"They still communicate in private. Yes, I saw it. In the hospital, when Reid was injured, Qiu Chengke went to see him."

Xia Zuo's voice was weak, and he spoke intermittently, as if he was enduring great pain, but this did not prevent others from hearing what he said clearly.

"Has Xia Zuo been injured?" Gordon said coldly, his expression darkened, "You coerced Xia Zuo to say these words?"

"You think too much, he was injured by Qiu Chengke." Selma put away the recording pen, turned around and adjusted her position to a relatively safe place, glanced at the crowd, and continued, "And Qiu Chengke is now Right here, hidden among you, the gentleman with the hood and the mask, can you lift your head up for us to see."

The agents began to shrink the encirclement. The man who had been standing with his head bowed suddenly took a step, grabbed the female reporter who was too late to run away, and put the dagger against her neck.

"Back off." He growled hoarsely, "Or I'll kill her!"

The man backed away slowly and carefully. When the female reporter was struggling, she happened to grab his mask off, revealing a hideous face. His face was very stiff, and he seemed to be making a simple expression on his burnt pit. For the face, it is a very difficult thing.

Dr. Letterman in the monitoring room gave a light snort. He leaned closer to the screen, zoomed in on the face, and tilted his head in doubt.

"What's wrong?" Garcia asked while typing on the keyboard.

"The face is weird." Dr. Letterman kept zooming in on the screen, "Will it affect the video if I do this?"

"It can be adjusted later," Garcia said.

Dr. Letterman nodded, looked at the man's face thoughtfully, and muttered in a low voice, "No...something is wrong."

"What's the matter?" Garcia also leaned over to watch the video, and she said hesitantly, "Don't tell me he's not Qiu Chengke."

"Find a way to avoid the camera recording that car, the one that rushed in." Dr. Letterman mused.

"What happened to the car?" Garcia asked.

Dr. Letterman looked straight at Garcia, until Garcia shivered coldly, then he shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, I just think there's something wrong with it."

After seeing the man grabbing the agent who was disguised as a female reporter, Reid was quietly relieved. Fortunately, Qiu Chengke didn't make trouble in this session.

Now all that is needed is for Qiu Chengke to pretend to be pressed by the secret agents, and he has no choice but to follow the rushing car as cover, and retreat to a nearby room.

When the two sides exchanged fire, Ryan would snipe Qiu Chengke in place, penetrate the car and cause an explosion.

Ten seconds before the detonation, Qiu Chengke would be given a warning. Qiu Chengke, who was trapped inside, had at least half a minute to hide in the safe area they set aside in advance, and escape along there.

This is the absolutely sufficient time they have left after comprehensively calculating Qiu Chengke's strength. The explosion will cover up the traces of the exit and reveal the corpse that was originally hidden inside to replace Qiu Chengke's fake death.

Ryan set up his sniper/gun. He was adjusting the angle when he suddenly saw a group of heavy locomotives roaring past the street not far away.

"Gordon..." Ryan squinted his eyes and said in a low voice, "A group of heavy motorcycles is heading towards you, about five of them, armed with weapons."

Gordon looked at Qiu Chengke who was evacuating towards the gate, and instantly guessed who the team of riders was.

"Ryan, change the plan. Don't shoot the car. When Qiu Chengke retreats to the door, shoot him in the right shoulder." Gordon withdrew to the back of the crowd, pressed the headset and said in a low voice, "Garcia adjusts the monitoring angle and focuses on Qiu Chengke. direction."

Before he finished speaking, he was covered by the sound of brakes, and with a yell, a gun was thrown in.

Under the cover of Viper, the man immediately stepped onto the motorcycle prepared for him, and threw aside the female reporter who was used as a hostage.

He touched his pocket, made sure that the female reporter had stuffed the tracker in, and gestured to Viper.

"It's time to work, guys!" Viper pointed his rifle/gun at the panicked crowd on the street, and shouted, "Hey! Rats, get out of the way if you don't want to die!"

The crowd fell silent for a moment, Viper clicked his tongue impatiently, the bullet hit the ground in front of the crowd, like a bomb/bomb was thrown into the crowd, and people ran away screaming.

She didn't have time to fire a few shots, and a bullet flew past her helmet. It was Ryan on the distant building who warned her, telling her not to shoot at civilians.

Selma and Gordon covered their mouths and noses, and when they ran out under the cover of the agents, Viper's convoy had already been chased by the police cars and ran to the next block, where they were confronting the police/police, from time to time There was a fierce exchange of fire.

"What do you mean, Agent Gordon? Are you already disregarding social security for Qiu Chengke!" Thelma growled sharply.

"Not to mention the source of the recording in your hand is a big problem. I don't care if you were deceived or did it deliberately. We will solve it privately after the matter is over, not at this tense moment. Gordon helped the female reporter beside him, and said with a gloomy face, "But because of your appearance, all our plans have been disrupted."

"Is it a plan to help Qiu Chengke fake death and escape?" Thelma raised her head, staring unblinkingly at Gordon's face with red eyes smoky, as if she wanted to tear him apart, "What is the charge of harboring a wanted criminal?" , you know better than me!"

"It's a plan to arrest Qiu Chengke." Gordon said, looking at the female reporter beside him, "She installed a tracker on Qiu Chengke. You should be glad that we have emergency measures."

Thelma raised her brows with interest, and she could feel the attitude of the agents she brought gradually softening when Gordon spoke.

"The tracker was prepared in advance, and people were deployed at the press conference. It seems that you all knew that Qiu Chengke would come." Thelma looked at Gordon provocatively, and pressed her loudly, "Does this mean that you have always been in contact with Qiu Chengke?" Well, or you know Qiu Chengke's whereabouts but deliberately concealed it."

"Of course he will come. Qiu Chengke likes Rhett, just like what you said in the recording, when Rhett was hospitalized, Qiu Chengke risked his life to see him." Gordon glanced at the place where Viper was, Turning to Selma and continuing, "This obviously shows that Qiu Chengke will definitely be there whenever we can see Reid, so we prepared this temporary interview, but what did you do?"

Reid did not follow the others to go outside, and the smoke inside had not dissipated. Reid covered his mouth and nose, and in the gap between the gunfire, he vaguely heard a muffled sound not far away.

Reid groped while leaning on the wall, suddenly felt a hand lightly touched his fingers, and someone hugged him hard from behind.

"I'm sorry, Rhett." The muffled voice sounded in his ear, he heard a soft click, and the sound of breathing began to become real, and then the hot breath hit Rhett's earlobe, burning Rhett flushed slightly.

Rhett wanted to ask him why he apologized, but he was so choked that he couldn't speak clearly, so he stumbled and called, "Qiu?"

No one answered him, and when the smoke cleared, Rhett turned to look for him, but only saw Al who was bending over and coughing, and the person who hugged him just now was gone.

"Cough you cough... okay Rhett." Al asked with difficulty, clutching his chest, "Why do I have such a big reaction to this thing?"

"I'm fine, did you hear anything just now?" Rhett touched his ear and asked with a sigh of relief.

"No, the gunfire outside was too loud, disturbing my hearing." Al replied, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Reid looked at the car not far away. He seemed to have heard the sound of the trunk opening just now, and he didn't know if the others heard it. big."

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"Qiu Chengke messed up all the plans!" Morgan tapped the steering wheel with his fingers irritably, and followed closely behind the police car.

Al sat in the passenger seat, clutching his seat belt to check his pistol/gun.

In order to avoid the chase, the heavy locomotive convoy split up at the intersection, some of the policemen went to chase others, but most of them were still chasing the man whose tracker was pressed.

After all, only Qiu Chengke is the wanted criminal, and there is no need for the police to confront those mercenaries.

"As long as Qiu Chengke escapes to the sixth alley on Tom Street, he still has a chance to feign death." Hu Qi looked at the display on the screen and frowned, "but he is driving in the opposite direction now."

"Have the corpses and passages that were originally prepared been withdrawn?" Morgan asked.

"Ryan has dealt with it, and will not leave a handle." Hu Qi replied.

"Where's Gordon?" Al looked back at the car behind, and asked suspiciously, "He's not in the car behind, and neither is Rhett."

"They and Selma went to the police station. Because Selma insisted that Qiu Chengke had a relationship with Red, the superior asked to temporarily control Rhett and Gordon." Hu Qi pondered, "Selma is a big collector. The survivors or stole the black knight's white chess piece, Rocker accidentally leaked what we know about the Great Collector, since Xia Zuo has a connection with Selma, then Selma should be a family member of the Great Collector."

"I personally tend to think that she is the white piece." Al put away his hand/gun, paused and continued, "We will definitely know Selma through Xia Zuo, so it's not surprising that Selma will appear here in person. , the strange thing is the manpower she can bring out, look, even the agents behind her are temporarily called from the FBI, and the people who pretended to be Qiu Chengke before are very average, she doesn't have a decent team, and there is no A reasonable way to use the hands of the government to kill us, the big collectors are either rich or expensive, if it is the revenge of the big collectors, the means must be more than that simple."

"Also, don't you think her acting style is very similar to the chess pieces we have come into contact with before. When they act, they will directly put themselves out, as if playing in person is a ritual that must be followed, and they use Proud to be on the field.”

There was intense gunfire ahead, and Al looked up and found that the man was cornered and took a hostage on the bridge.

"What should we do now." Al whispered nervously, "He is trapped, and the only options are to be beaten into a hornet's nest or jump off the bridge."

"It's about 50 meters away from the water surface. The huge impact force is equivalent to a concrete floor. This is not a movie. Once he enters the water and tilts, he will fracture his internal organs, or die on the spot." Hu Qi pursed his lips and looked at the forced man. The man who had to keep backing away, Rhett's face appeared in his mind, he sighed and said, "He perfectly avoided the three sets of plans we prepared for him, Qiu Chengke must have his own ideas, otherwise what would Rhett do? .”

Rhett was sitting in the break room of the police station, they were only temporarily grounded, and no one made it difficult for them except Selma.

Gordon was locked in another lounge, and Thelma didn't know why she just stayed here to pester Rhett. Rhett shrank himself to one end of the sofa, as far away from Selma as possible, and his gun was confiscated. After leaving, Rhett wasn't sure if he was Selma's opponent in close combat.

Selma didn't seem to see Rhett's vigilant eyes. She handed Rhett a cup of coffee. Rhett took it and knew that this cup was not drinkable, so he held it to warm his hands.

Selma turned on the TV in the lounge on her own, and broadcast the news report on the arrest of Qiu Chengke.

Qiu Chengke's appearance this time attracted almost all the media's reports. After all, he took hostages in front of so many reporters, and sent a big hot news to the reporters.

"I'm at the scene right now!" A female reporter said loudly, "You can hear gunshots coming from not far behind me. The wanted criminal Qiu Chengke took hostages and was forced to retreat to the bridge by the police. His accomplices were fighting with him." Police exchanged fire trying to rescue him."

The camera turned around, and Rhett saw that Viper was leading her team around, trying to open the police encirclement and let the people inside come out.

"He's going to die. It's so high that jumping off the bridge will definitely kill you. You're so smart and you must know the truth." Thelma said with a smile, "And this is all caused by you. If he didn't come to see you, he You won't be discovered, and you won't die."

Rhett's breathing paused for a moment, and he touched his earlobe again. Thinking of the breath sprayed in his ear, he felt more confident.

"I have nothing to do with him a long time ago." Reid said seriously while holding a coffee cup.

Selma shrugged noncommittally, as if she felt that she had a chance to win, Selma took a leisurely sip of coffee, and continued, "Stop pretending, just cry to make me happy."

"Who are you?" Rhett asked suddenly, "The Great Collector or Chess?"

Thelma froze for a moment, she opened her mouth as if she was going to say something, when she heard the sharp voice of a female reporter on the TV.

Reid and Selma looked over at the same time, and saw that Viper's convoy had bitten a gap in the police's encirclement. At this moment, it was unknown which policeman threw a grenade and hit the man. On the car, the heat wave generated by the explosion directly sent the man and the hostage flying. The hostage was hung by an iron plate, but the man fell directly.

Seeing this, Viper, who was swimming in the gap, immediately shot in the direction of the police. After briefly forcing the police back, the convoy quickly withdrew.

"Faster than I thought," Thelma murmured.

Rhett was stunned for a while, although he knew that the man who fell off the bridge was not Qiu Chengke, but he couldn't help but his heart throbbed when he saw the familiar face in the picture.

"I really like your expression." Selma said with her head tilted, stood up and walked towards Rhett. She smiled and said, "Since the black queen is dead, it's your turn now, black king."

Rhett stood up, wanting to use something to defend himself, Selma dodged his attack nimbly, took out a handkerchief from her bosom and covered Rhett's mouth and nose.

Rhett struggled desperately, grabbing Selma's wrist with both hands, but his vision was getting darker and darker, and his brain began to dizzy. When he had no strength to break free, he vaguely heard Selma's piercing voice .

"I won! It's me!"