[Comprehensive British and American] Vector of love

The Empire State Building and the Chrysler Building were built at the same time in the 20s, and they are the most precious gift left to New York City in that era of rapid development.

As landmarks of the city, it is not surprising that the two buildings were chosen at the same time.

The clues given by Trista are very useful, but in such a critical situation, it is impossible for Hotchner to send all the people to the Empire State Building.

Finally, after negotiating with the local police station, only one-third of the police force was dispatched.

"You came here with the FBI, why didn't you go to the scene?" There were still a few police officers in the police station, and they came to get the equipment.Seeing that Trista was still there, he threw a bulletproof vest to her.

Trista opened her mouth, wanting to explain.But the thought of going on TV popped up again, so she quickly put on the bulletproof vest.She had never touched a body armor, but saw Rhett through it, and she wrote down the steps.

Sitting in the police car, she arrived at the Empire State Building smoothly all the way.The neighborhoods around here are blocked off, so there is no congestion at all.

When she got out of the car, she glanced at the cordon not far away, and suddenly noticed a figure.

It was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, a very elegant temperament, and a leg problem.

A disabled person still watching the excitement at this time really has a gossip heart that is not afraid of death.

Although it was a bit strange, he didn't look like a vicious bad guy, so Trista didn't care too much, and turned to Rhett.

"Why are you here?" Rhett was very surprised to see her.It's true that she is very powerful, but she probably has the same physical fitness as herself.What would she do if something really happened later?

"Take off the bulletproof vest, and I will send you to the cordon, and then you will go home obediently." Unlike Rhett, Morgan immediately gave the order, and his tone was absolutely unquestionable.

Trista didn't protest, she knew she had no chance.After taking off her body armor, she consciously walked outside the cordon.Just as she was blending into the crowd, she was suddenly blocked by a man.

Rhett has been paying attention to Trista, it's too dangerous here, he hopes she can escape unscathed.But when she raised the cordon and got out, she disappeared immediately, "Morgan, someone took Trista away."

"What?" Morgan also turned his head to look over, but he saw nothing, "Are you sure?"

"There was a tall white man with gray hair who pulled her away. And it seemed that she didn't do it voluntarily." Reid couldn't see it very clearly because of the obstruction of the crowd of onlookers.

"Detective Beckett, can you transfer two people to me?" Morgan immediately turned to Detective Beckett from one of the New York police stations. She is a very attractive woman with a strong ability to handle cases, so she was directly transferred this time. Come to the front.

"I'll go!" A fat middle-aged man in a bulletproof vest immediately raised his hand.

"You are..." Reid turned his head to look at this man, and found that the writing on the back of his body armor was not FBI, nor NYPD, but WRITER.

"Don't worry about him." Beckett showed a super embarrassing expression, and then directly assigned the two most powerful men under him to Reid.

The three of them rushed out of the cordon, but Trista was nowhere to be seen and could not be tracked at all.

Reid hastily sent a text message, wanting to tentatively ask her about her current situation.There are police officers and blockades around here, so it shouldn't be too difficult to stop her and the captors.

[Can you make an appointment for dinner tonight? ]

Rhett didn't ask directly, but assumed a condition.

"Hey, Spencer, I have something to do right now, let's talk about it later."

Rhett didn't expect Trista to call him back directly.And listening to her voice, she was not nervous at all, "What's the matter, can you tell me? But if it's inconvenient for you, just answer no."

"Haha, it's really okay." Trista laughed, she didn't expect that he would be so worried about herself, "But since you said you want to have dinner, then I will definitely come to the appointment."

After hanging up the phone, Trista looked at the man beside her, "Mr. Reese, should you tell me the truth now?"

"It's not safe here, I'll take you to a place." Riise looked around with a nervous expression.

"Nowhere in New York is safe now, are you going to tell me next time, you want to show me a baby?" Trista didn't trust this person to drag her away, and she could tell her name Who, where, and where they work.

"It's not a baby, it's a person." Reese rubbed the center of his brows. This girl was probably the most uncooperative number owner he had ever met.If she was a little more violent, she could knock her out and take her away.But her attitude was very good, and she couldn't make sense.

"Then can't we meet here? The personal safety of you and me can be guaranteed." Trista really didn't move. She felt that being killed by an explosion was better than trusting others and falling into the serial killer Well in the trap.

"Didn't you see what's going to happen over there?" The veins on Riise's forehead burst out, and he wondered if it was time to slash her with a hand knife.

"So, you should go and save those people. Obviously, they are more in danger than me." Trista was talking, but suddenly saw the lame man she had seen before.

"Okay, Riise, let me tell her." Finch slowly walked in front of Trista, raised his head slightly, "Hello, Trista, I am your father, Harold Finch."

Trista didn't speak, and she didn't have any expression on her face. She just moved closer to him and stared into his eyes for a long time, "Do I look more like my mother?"

Compared to Trista's indifference, Riise was taken aback.Finch is an extremely private person, and he has never heard him talk about his life.This is great, a daughter popped out directly.

"Yes, you and your mother look exactly the same." Finch said without hesitation, "Blonde hair, blue eyes, even height, you are hereditary."

"Then what about her, why didn't she come to see me?" Trista squinted her eyes, and she found that Finch's eyes were blue-gray, and even turned brown when the light was weak.Compared with her pair of green eyes, the color is too mixed.

"She can't come to see you, my dear, she's already passed away." Finch paused and said a cruel fact.