[Comprehensive British and American] Vector of love

Reid took Trista to the FBI command center, he felt that the surroundings were not safe, and she was also very useful, "You sit here first, I have a meeting to be held, short half an hour, if it is long, It could be over an hour."

Let Trista sit in his seat, and he went to report to Hotchina.The situation was serious, and Hotchner also rushed over to assist in this mission.

All the people gathered in the conference room and began to analyze the current clues. They had to guess the next move of this group of violent terrorists in a short time.

Trista was outside the office, unable to see or hear anything, so she could only lie on Rhett's desk and play.

Although this is a temporary office, there are many things on Red's desk.Most are case related, with very few personal items.

A matte purple LAMY fountain pen, um, good taste, a bit boring.

A coffee cup from Starbucks looks very new. It should have been bought downstairs. I can't tell what it is.

A backpack of no recognizable brand, but it seems to have been carried for a long time, and the straps are badly worn.

There must be more clues about him in this bag, Trista took a second look, and decided to sleep on the table.

Today she was really tired and a little frightened, so even in a completely strange environment, she fell asleep.

But sleeping on her stomach is not comfortable, so she sleeps very lightly.In a light sleep state, she seemed to be dreaming, but it was more like being in a fantasy.

She was standing by a beautiful bay, the sea was blue and the sun was shining brightly.Surrounded by all kinds of luxuriant plants, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers are like a paradise.

He looked down at himself, only to see that she was barefoot and not wearing shoes.A white dress fell to her ankles, with no more skin to be seen.

The nails of the little toe of the right foot are black, not from the nail polish, but from the blood under the nails.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my toes, as if I had kicked the foot of a cabinet.

She woke up suddenly, drenched in sweat.

"Why, do you feel hot?" Rhett just came out, and he was a little surprised to see her sweating.The central air conditioner has a constant temperature of 26 degrees, so it is reasonable to say that it will not be too hot to sweat.

"No." Trista shook her head, she looked at Hotchina and several other FBI agents who came out of the office, "When will this matter end?"

"It will never end." Reid has been in BAU for more than ten years, and he knows that the evil of human nature can never be eradicated.

"Oh, Doctor of Philosophy, I'm asking about this matter, not a general reference." Trista looked at him, thinking that he looked very cute even though he was serious.

"Probably..., it's only been a few days." Rhett coughed lightly, he was a little embarrassed.Normally, his speech is extremely precise, and if he can count seconds, he won't count the minutes.

"They killed a security guard at the Chrysler Building. It is estimated that the attack site will be there. Thanks to you who found part of the victim's body, we can confirm it." Morgan saw Trista, and he walked He came over and briefly mentioned the current progress of the case to her.

"Part of it...you mean that the backpack I found was a corpse, not..." Trista felt a little disgusted, the thing she had been guarding turned out to be human remains.Although she works in the museum and has come into contact with many dead objects, those are all really dead, and the feeling is completely different.

"However, after measuring the trace elements on the victim's skin, we found that he had been exposed to some very dangerous chemicals, at the level of biological and chemical weapons." Morgan frowned. Now that their enemies have also upgraded, the casualties are maximized, and it is possible That was the purpose of their attack.

"Isn't New York City very dangerous?" Trista's face turned pale, and she knew what kind of weapon it was.If a biological weapon is detonated in a densely populated city like New York, the death toll will be tens of thousands.

"We can take you out of town." Rhett said ahead of Morgan, and he and Trista felt a little sympathetic.She has an unparalleled talent, and it would be a pity if she died like this.

"I have nowhere to go outside the city." Trista was a little helpless, she didn't know anyone at all, so she could only go back to her little den.

"Then..." Reid looked at Morgan as if asking for help. He couldn't answer her words, which was beyond his common sense in life.

"I'd better go home." Trista smiled, picked up her bag, and was about to leave.Even if the end of the world is coming, you have to die at home.

"How do you go back, taking the subway may not be *safe." Morgan pushed Reid, forcing him to express his opinion.

"I'll see you off." Reid quickly picked up his bag and carried it on his back.

Trista agrees, she doesn't want to take the subway again now, who knows what will happen.

Usually, Red is the one who sits in the passenger seat.But today he could only sit in the driver's seat, frantically adjusting the angle.

Trista looked at him, with a worried look on her face, "I thought only people in New York City couldn't drive."

"Well, they usually drive the car. You know, our job may require better driving skills." Reid finally adjusted the seat, and then started the car.

Trista pulled the seat belt subconsciously, afraid that he would give a fast and furious show later.

Unexpectedly, before Rhett drove out of the garage slowly, Morgan's call came.

"Come back soon, there is a situation."

Rhett had no choice but to drive back again, and Trista was full of curiosity at this moment, and followed.

"Aren't you going home?" Rhett was a little surprised to see that she followed him into the elevator.

"I have signed a non-disclosure agreement." Trista thought he was going to drive her away, and quickly declared, "Don't forget, I am a person who can help a lot. And ah, this time, I will not charge money .”

"Then don't be scared by some bloody photos later, you know, it's not easy for us to forget." Reid reminded her, but he remembered her expression just now, Even more exaggerated than Garcia.

"You're so thoughtful." Trista laughed, but her smile froze when the elevator doors opened.

Everyone in the police station began to wear body armor, and all kinds of weapons were placed on the table and equipped one by one.All the people looked dignified, as if they were facing an enemy.

"Someone broke into the Chrysler Building, and now the streets over there are closed, we're leaving right away!" Morgan handed Rhett a body armor, and then saw Trista, "You stay here!"

He didn't give Trista a chance to refute, grabbed Rhett and left.

Trista hurried to Rhett's desk, she wanted to turn on the computer to see the current situation there.But thinking that he must have set a super perverted password, he still looked up at the TV.

In a place like New York, both social media and traditional media are well developed. At this moment, the Chrysler Building is surrounded by reporters and passers-by from all walks of life. It seems that people who are not afraid of death in the United States have passed away.

The sound of the siren came, but it was from the screen.A large number of police forces surrounded this place tightly, countless weapons were aimed at the gate of the building, and the eyes of the whole world were also cast on this place.

She walked to the window, where she could still see the iconic crown-like spire of the Chrysler Building.

The King Kong crew chose the Empire State Building, but these violent terrorists chose this older skyscraper...

Trista frowned slightly, she suddenly recalled a little detail.Grabbing the pen and paper quickly, she drew quickly.

In fact, she is not drawing, but pointing with the tip of a pen.For her, the world is made of dots, not lines.Her knuckles turned white and her arm muscles twitched, and she finally finished the painting.

Looking at the building in the painting, she tremblingly picked up her cell phone and called Rhett, "Quick answer! Quick answer! Quick answer!"

Rhett just arrived at the Chrysler Building at this time, he got out of the car, and the phone rang, "Trista, what's wrong?"

"The target of the attack is not the Chrysler Building, that's just a cover, the real target is the Empire State Building!" Trista spoke very quickly, and immediately told him the most important information.

"How are you sure?" Reid admired Trista's ability, but this matter is not trivial, and he must hear enough reasons.

"Some of the photos you showed me were all on the same wall in the background, and there were some black spots on that wall. I didn't pay attention at first, thinking it was just a stain or something. Today I suddenly remembered , connected all the black dots together, and finally formed the outline of the Empire State Building. They should have pasted the plan on the wall, and then the ink soaked into the wall." Trista replied.

"But what if it's just a simple poster?" Rhett felt that her judgment was very strong, but unfortunately it was not enough.

"They are extremists, and they only hang a few things on the wall. I think you should know that there is absolutely no way for them to hang a poster of King Kong on it. And those photos, you should also get them from inside Go." Trista pressed her temples, her fingers trembling with nervousness.She believed in herself, but it wasn't an exam or a quiz.If it is wrong, it will kill many people.

"King Kong's poster?" Reid didn't watch movies much, so he didn't know what it was about.

"King Kong ended up masturbating on the Empire State Building in order to save the heroine." Morgan heard his words from the side, and couldn't help but interjected.

The author has something to say: Actually, I like Xiao Ai very much, but it’s a pity that being pregnant and adding that terrible eye makeup really ruined her beauty.

She's super pretty in Ghost Whisperer