She calls him "r".Besides jj, she was the first person to call him that.

Reid was distracted for a moment, but he pulled himself back quickly.

"Alia, calm down first." Elle glanced at him before getting into the car, but Reid just turned his back and walked back.

"Time is running out." She took a deep breath, but luckily she didn't continue to chew on her hand like a pig's trotter.

"I know." Reid frowned. He changed the direction, put the phone on his shoulder to make sure he could hear Alia's words, then reached into his brown leather messenger bag with his temporarily freed hands, and took out Get out your pen and notebook and write down what you just heard.

"Where are you starting from, and where are you going?" Reid frowned and reconfirmed with her after scribbling two words.

"From New York to Quantico, but I have to stop at Washington Dulles International Airport first." She answered honestly.

"What time is the flight?" he underlined Washington's initials with two underlines.

"The plane is not late, and it is expected to arrive in about an hour and a half..." However, before Aliya could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Reid in a hurry——

"You stay where you are, uh... I'll contact you later." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.The advantage of his long legs makes him feel like running when he walks quickly.

Aliya looked helplessly at the phone she was hung up on, and couldn't help but shift her gaze to the plane not far away.

[There are still 23 minutes...]

The only thing she should be thankful for is that today is not April Fool's Day, and Reid didn't take what she said as a joke.That's great... no, it's still too bad.

On the other side, Reid just came to the elevator door.He quickly pressed the up button and watched the number in the prompt jump down slowly, with his hands in his pockets and his lips pursed.

With a sound of "ding", the door opened, he subconsciously lowered his head and wanted to go in, but unfortunately, he bumped into the person inside who wanted to go out.

"Hey, kid, why are you still here?" It turned out to be Man and Hotch.They looked at each other in surprise.

"Alia is going to take a flight from New York to Washington. She said that a bomb was planted on the plane. I suspect that this matter has something to do with the case at hand." Reid's eyes lit up, and he spoke quickly Explain things quickly.

H frowned and glanced at him, then turned to Man.The latter nodded knowingly, patted Reid on the shoulder, and walked out: "I'm going to the scene."

"How long is it?" Hotch immediately pulled Reid into the elevator and pressed the floor.

"23 minutes. Alicia said she overheard someone and knew about it..."

Reid stopped abruptly, because he noticed that Hotch's expression on him was suddenly... complicated.

"You trust her?" Hotch couldn't believe it.For a moment, he felt a blow to the head.

"She doesn't seem to be lying." Although it was difficult to understand, Reid felt that Aliya would not joke about this kind of thing, not to mention that he had some vague guesses after seeing the photos of the scene, "Her destination is Washington, It is now 4:07, and the plane will take off in 23 minutes, and if there are no accidents, it is expected to arrive in Washington at [-]:[-], and this time is the area where the Ryman Auditorium exploded."

Halfway through Reid's speech, there was a "ding" sound, and the elevator had arrived. He felt a bit of a headache, but he had already reached this point, so he simply went to look for it with Reid.

And just ended the communication with Garcia 2 minutes ago, and he got some interesting information.When he heard the door knock, he looked up to see Hotch and Reid stepping back.

Smiling at them, Hotch looked back at Reid. Reid immediately understood that he had to say something.

"Alia said..." Reid repeated what he said to Hotch just now.It's just that this time he cleverly took out his mobile phone to dial, and then pressed the speakerphone.

"You overheard them talking? What were the original words?"

Alicia had been waiting for Reid's call, and the moment she saw the screen light up, she immediately pressed the answer button.But she didn't expect that Reid gave her such a big surprise gift package - the other end of the conversation was.She was about to break out in a cold sweat.

"It's not 'they', it's 'he'." Aliya tried to make herself more confident.Telling them at this time that I have a golden finger "mind reading ability", I am afraid that not only will Reid finally help her win the opportunity, but also waste the only 23 minutes in these explanations and temptations.But she dared to swear that she was willing to open herself and face his questions honestly, as long as those people could be saved.

"I couldn't hear what he was saying. In fact he was incoherent himself, but I heard a few words, 'aircraft', 'bomb', 'explosion'... so I made a wild guess..."

"No, Alicia, if you think about it carefully, there must be more than that." She interrupted, "You don't come to this conclusion casually. There must be others."

"He was coming out in a hurry and I was going in and we ran into each other in the aisle. During boarding time, no one would go out like he did." Although it is not clear why this is so certain, But Aliya still spoke out what she thought was doubtful.

Following the suggestion, she closed her eyes and began to recall.It's just that she was really anxious and couldn't calm down at all, so many pictures appeared in her mind, but she found that she couldn't describe them in words.

"There's no time." She was sweating profusely, and she was about to cry.

"No, there's plenty of time," he said calmly. "The bomb won't go off right away. Their target isn't New York, it's Washington."

But there is no guarantee that the prisoner will have a brain twitch and detonate the bomb directly, right?But no matter how much Aliya slandered her, it still made her feel a little more at ease.

What Aliya didn't know was that he was not as calm as he showed. The so-called "target is Washington" is just his questioning technique to calm Aliya down.

H understood this, and after meeting their eyes, they reached a consensus.He had opened the door a few seconds ago, went outside and made a phone call to contact an "acquaintance". If there was an emergency, the New York Police Department would increase its manpower to clean up the scene.

And as their last resort, if the situation gets out of control, or if the New York Police Department is unwilling to cooperate, the great Queen Garcia is ready to invade the system and prevent the plane from taking off on time...Of course, if this is really the case , After the incident, it is estimated that everyone will be very unlucky.

"You were lugging boxes with your head down. Suddenly someone bumped into you." began to lead her back to that scene.

"I was knocked aside by him, and my hand almost sprained. I turned to stare at him, but he didn't look back and left. He is about 30 years old, white, slightly fat, with brown hair and black eyes..."

"Wait, go back to the moment he hit you, what did you see." interrupted her.

"Clothes." Her pitiful height made her slam her forehead hard on his shoulder, and all she could see was this, "a gray t-shirt with many wrinkles on it, and a faint sour smell, as if it had been there for a while It has not been changed. Uh, and... I don’t know how to describe it, it seems that there are some small black powder particles, which are a little bigger than dust, right! There is a faint smell of sulfur.”

She seemed to suddenly understand something, and her smile grew wider.

"You look up, what do you see?" he continued.

Arya couldn't remember ever looking up, but when she did, she realized she could actually see.

"His collar..." The kind of t-shirt with a padded collar, but he didn't button the top button.The collision at that time twisted his sauerkraut-like clothes to the left, and his collar was pulled down, exposing a small piece of skin on his chest.

"There's a tattoo, like... a black flower... a rose!" This discovery made her so excited that she almost bit her tongue.

"Very good." Without being stingy with his own appreciation, "Go back to the waiting room first, don't stay there any longer. Leave the rest to us."

Without waiting for Aliya to answer, she hung up the phone.

"There are still 15 minutes." He looked up at Hotch and the others, he had already put away his smile, and said something completely different from before, "We have to prepare for the worst."

Why go to so much trouble to install explosives on an airplane and not detonate right away?

The one-on-one interview with Alia has gradually confirmed my conjecture.

"Hotch, contact the NYPD over there and have them get bomb disposal experts ready. 'Their' goal is to blow up a plane over Washington."

Standing up, looking at the photos with his hands on his hips, he seemed to have made a decision: "We will find their accomplices within this time."

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