[Comprehensive Anglo-American] A genius report on love

Chapter 41 The Second Bomb

"Thank you, M—— Agent Sean, thank you very much for your help." Mia put on the gemstone earrings while listening to Moz's explanation.

"You're welcome, this is my duty."

Seeing that Mia has almost prepared, the chief of the command office also brought the final instructions from the superior.

"Agent Mia, although we admire your spirit of self-sacrifice, I must also reiterate that the success or failure of your operation is related to the lives of thousands of innocent citizens in New York, so the time limit for this operation is only ten minutes. Hours, ten hours later, regardless of whether you can bring us favorable information or successfully resolve this crisis, we will choose to accept Colin Firth's final request to release Billel Quinn. Also, before all the bombs are urgently removed, no matter what happens to your actions, you can only choose to save yourself. I hope you can understand our position of having to do this.”

"Yes, I understand."

"Mia." Neil approached her at this time and also held her slightly cold hand, whispered, "Don't worry, Moz and I will always pay attention to your movements, no matter what happens, we will definitely I will ensure your safety first."

Sherlock was originally dissatisfied with Neil's sudden arrival, not to mention that they were so close at the moment, and the so-called Agent Sean of the FBI Technology Department seemed to be not only related to Mia. It's just a co-worker relationship.

Before Mia and Neil finished talking, he was already standing between them.

"Sherlock—"

"I won't let you go. It's useless to say anything."

"You should know that this is the only chance we can get close to Colin Firth. Only by really getting close to him can we clearly understand his thoughts and try to resolve this crisis."

"There are plenty of people in the New York Police Department and the FBI, just let them go."

"Sherlock, Colin named me."

"It's just a blurry surveillance picture three years ago. Maybe he doesn't even know who you are, and he might not recognize you if he finds someone who looks like you. Whether it was in the BAU before or the elite crime team now, Such dangerous missions are not in your remit."

"I know, Sherlock, I know, I'm glad you care so much about my safety." Mia couldn't help but feel that she was getting closer to Sherlock. At this moment, they only had each other in their eyes, even just standing Neil, who was only a few inches away from Mia, also seemed to be isolated from their world, "I understand what you are worried about, I admit that this is my weakness, I may die because of this hurdle in my heart, But life cannot stop just because of difficulties. From the day I decided to join the FBI, I was doomed to face such a situation one day, and I should always overcome it.”

"Is it because of him?" Sherlock suddenly pointed the topic to Neil.

"What... what?" Mia never revealed anything to anyone except Dr. Clayte, who had experienced those hardships together back then. Sherlock's words made Mia's heart thump.

"I said, all these worries and troubles in your heart are because of Neil Caffrey?"

Recalling what happened after Moriarty detonated the bomb that day, with Sherlock's personality who can't stand any unsolved puzzles around him, he wouldn't want to know the reason for Mia's gaffe at that moment.

Of course, he tried to find the answer, but Mia deliberately avoided it and talked about him, until the stories that happened because he couldn't help it...

In the end, it led to the end of the matter.

However, Sherlock, who is thoughtful and observant, can't detect some of Mia's unconscious dodges when she gets along with Neil Caffrey.

Plus today when faced with the same problem, Mia behaved uncharacteristically.

Naturally, Sherlock could easily think that the root of all this might come from the man who had a close relationship with Mia.

"I admit that Neil and I did have a past. I think you already know this, but this time, it's not what you think."

"Mia, what is he talking about, it has something to do with me?" Neil finally couldn't help asking.

Although he doesn't have Sherlock's reasoning ability, it's not difficult to imagine what must have happened after they separated in Mexico that year, which led to the end of him and Mia's separation.

Mia kept silent about everything that happened that year, and even if she was asked, she tried her best to get away with it. Now that Sherlock had opened the mouth first, he just happened to ask the truth of the matter along the way.

"It's nothing, it's just that you two are overthinking." In addition to being a knot in her heart, she didn't want to mention the story back then, and there was another complexity about Hannibal Claret. Her identity was the reason why she was determined to keep it a secret. Mia changed the subject, "Time is running out. Anyway, I promise you will take your own safety into consideration first, and then try your best to investigate the case."

"Mia, there are newly sent data materials." Reid also happened to send some newly printed materials at this time, "Colin Firth obtained the raw materials for making explosives through the school's laboratory. As we predicted before, we let Colin’s school send some recent purchase receipts for chemical raw materials, and most of them indeed contain chemicals that can make nitroglycerin-type bombs. If it is submitted to the analysis department now, it will be concluded I am afraid that the exact data is too late. I made preliminary calculations. Based on the amount of chemicals Colin got at school and the composition analysis of the first bomb that was defused in Times Square, the explosives that Colin possesses can be made about There will not be more than six bombs, except for the one that has been dismantled and the other one that he will announce soon, Mia, if you can find the location of the remaining four bombs within the time limit, you can basically eliminate the danger."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye out, thank you Rhett."

Of course Mia doesn't have Rhett's calculation ability, but while Rhett explained the data, Sherlock took the data and studied it carefully, and nodded affirmatively.

"He's right. Colin just arrived in New York a few days ago. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't take the risk of bringing the already made explosives into the city. These bombs should have been made after he arrived here, plus Six is ​​indeed the limit for the plan to install bombs in various areas of the city center, and maybe even six may not be enough."

At this time, Sherlock also had to admit that there were indeed agents with good IQs in the FBI, which also gave him a little more confidence in Mia's safety.

With the inferences of the genius doctor and the great detective Sherlock, it is basically not important for the analysis department to send the calculated data.

It was less than a hundred minutes before the next bomb exploded, so Mia had no reason to delay.

"Mia..." Even though he knew that the other party had made up his mind, and nothing he said would help, Sherlock still did not give up and wanted to stop it.

"Believe me, I'm not so righteous that I'm not afraid of death for a job."

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Ten minutes later, Mia came to the streetlight numbered k37 in Central Park as agreed on Colin's voice message.

It's afternoon, and it's a time when there's a lot of people, but the path Colin chose is relatively remote, and even at this point, few people pass by.

Mia looked left and right for a few minutes without any special movement, and finally sat down on the bench by the street lamp.

She sat on the bench for less than a minute before she noticed the difference. She reached out and touched the bottom of the chair and stool, and sure enough, a mobile phone was vibrating stuck there with tape.

"Hello." Mia answered the phone.

"You came later than I expected."

"You know, government departments always need some procedures." Mia looked around subconsciously, trying to find out where the other party was under surveillance.

"No one came with you?"

"You could kill hundreds or thousands of people in New York at any time, and no one would take that risk."

"Hmph, you know the current affairs." Mia's words finally reached Colin's heart, "Now there is a black plastic bag in the grass 50 meters in front of you, go take it out .”

"Okay, I'll go right away. What's inside?" Mia walked forward, chatting with Colin pretending to be an ordinary passerby.

"Of course you'll know when you get it, why ask so many questions?"

"You know, women are timid. What if there are some snakes, rats, rats and ants, it would be bad if I screamed in fright and made passers-by suspicious."

"Humph."

Colin still didn't answer, and Mia had already found the black plastic bag by this time.

A blindfold, and a pair of open handcuffs.

Does he want her to handcuff herself, or...

Mia was still thinking, and Colin's next instructions came from the phone.

"Go straight along your current road, and after 5 minutes you will see an empty hut. You go in, lock the door from the inside, put on a blindfold, and finally handcuff your hands behind your back, do Well, wait for my news on all of this."

Having said that, Colin had already hung up the phone.

Mia tried to call back, but the number there was already empty.

At this point, no matter how much doubts there are, Mia can only follow through.

Since he asked her to lock herself up, the next step should be to meet her in person.

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Mia found the hut according to Colin's request, locked herself in a corner of the room and waited patiently.

Anyway, opening a handcuff lock or something is a piece of cake for a professional thief like Mia.

Although the police officers of the New York Police Department also patrolled and monitored around Central Park in plain clothes, they never saw Colin from the beginning to the end.

Since Mia entered the hut, the position on the tracking device has not changed.

Time passed minute by minute.

Just when everyone began to suspect that this was probably just a joke by Colin deliberately fooling the FBI.

Another text message from Colin Firth.

Empire State Building, basement level.

At this moment, the countdown to the last bomb from Colin was less than 15 minutes away.

Everyone started to get busy, and the New York Police Department immediately dispatched nearby police officers to support.

In just a few minutes, when they came back to their senses, the signal belonging to Mia had disappeared on the tracking device.

"Send a few people over to that room to see what's going on inside!" the command officer ordered.