[CM] THE CASE

Where I have found friends, there I am reborn. —— Tagore

Hotch came out of the office and said goodbye with standard etiquette: "Thank you for your cooperation. If you have anything else, you can contact us."

Jareau looked up and saw Hotch coming out, and said goodbye to Lucy and Sarah.Before leaving, she deliberately shook hands with Lucy.

"You are a very strong girl." Jareau looked at the girl in her early teens with beautiful eyes, "I believe you can do a lot of things. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, and don't be brave, you will definitely become what you want become the person."

Lucy's brown eyes flickered: "Will I be like you?"

Jareau smiled.Her eyes are a little deep, like a piece of beautiful jade that has been carefully polished by time.She tried to see something through this childish girl.Finally she tapped Lucy on the shoulder encouragingly and said firmly, "If you want to."

"JJ, we should go."

"Come right on," Jareau replied.She continued to bid farewell to the two girls: "Goodbye, you have been so helpful, good girls."

Sarah smiled shyly, and then asked seriously, "Can you catch the bad guys?"

"Yes, I promise."

Hotch waited at the door for their liaison officer to come out.Facing these innocent children, his heart is also much softer.At least in Jareau's eyes, his expression is no longer hard.

"Any clue?" the normally stiff Hotch asked.

"Well, Sarah said she'd seen someone unknown," Jareau said. "She said it was on Seventh Avenue. She didn't remember his face, but it was brown curly hair, white, about 36 years old. The other kids also confirmed it." This guy shows up here a lot, chats with them, does some light research."

As they were talking, Hotch's cell phone rang.He glanced at the incoming call alert and told Jareau it was Reid.

"Hotch."

"This is Reid. The report on the gift box here is out, and inside is a necklace with engraved words." Reid said quickly, "Uh, we asked Garcia to check it out, and we have identified 24 stores so far. Garcia After checking, there is no record of the necklace, indicating that the unknown person should be the owner of the shop or something. We locked 9 of them."

"Tell her to look up the shops on Seventh Avenue."

"Ah, wait." On the other side of the phone, Reid repeated Hotch's instructions.After a small voice, Reid said again: "There are three."

"Check the one with the brown curly hair again, it's about 36 years old."

"Ah..." Reid repeated it again, and soon there was a result, "Yes, Tony Woods, 1228 Seventh Avenue. The training institution celebrates the students' birthdays every month, and this store is their frequent visit, so It wasn't hard for him to get students' birthdays. Well... he was brilliant as a kid, and he used his inheritance to open a gift shop after his parents passed away four years ago."

"The first time he committed a crime was four years ago. Without the restraint of his parents, he began to take revenge." Hotch contacted the information, "Tell Morgan to go to the store, Gideon to go to his house, and you guys to meet Morgan. JJ and I are in The Woods are waiting for Gideon."

"Yes, sir," Reid said, "we're on our way."

Griffith slipped on the "FBI" bulletproof vest, frowning slightly at its weight.Although he had trained before, he was still not very used to it.

"We'll go in through the front door in a minute, right behind Morgan," Reid said, grabbing the straps at the back of his waist.He caught twice in total, and only caught and glued the third time.

"I see." Griffith took out the gun from the holster and loaded it skillfully.

"Try to be careful, after all, he is the bomber. If something goes wrong, retreat." Morgan's voice came from the earphones, "You have to be good, doctors."

"know."

Another police car roared in, it was the bomb disposal team just in case. Morgan led some people to guard the front door, and another team guarded the other exits.

Morgan knocked on the door first: "Tony Woods, FBI! Open the door!"

no response.

Morgan shattered the glass on the door without hesitation, reached in and twisted the door open.A group of armed police entered the shop in an orderly manner.

There are a wide variety of small and cute accessories, which are neatly placed in the cabinet. Griffith took a quick look, but couldn't find the necklace of the same style as the one in the gift box.Presumably Woods was designed specifically for Linda.

"no one!"

There was no one at the front desk, and the studio door was open.

Morgan rushed into the studio without hesitation.

"no one!"

Even the studio is neat.A huge wooden table took up most of the space, and all kinds of tools were regularly placed on the table, with a toolbox beside it.There are also wires, the detonator is on the right hand side, and several empty gift boxes are stacked at the foot of the table.

"This is probably where he made the bomb," Griffith thought.

A chair was placed on the wall opposite the table, and on the right was a small cabinet with a height of half a person. Books were placed on the top layer, and a black leather notebook was placed on the cabinet.The corners of the notebook are a little frayed, and it can be seen that someone has been flipping through them frequently.

Reid holstered the gun and went to the notebook.

Morgan searched the scene, but found nowhere to hide. Griffith opened the toolbox on the table.

Reid flipped through the notebook with uncharacteristic speed, and Griffith turned around just in time to see him put the notebook back in place.The policeman next to him gave Reid a surprised look.

"This book is full, it's an account book, and it also records the child's birthday, very carefully." Reid and Morgan reported, "I don't see Linda's name on it. If he wants to do this, he must have Recorded because he's an organized guy. I guess he has another notebook."

"Have you finished?" Griffith asked in surprise. The policeman next to Reid gave Griffith another look, seeming to agree with what he was asking.

"After reading it, my reading speed is [-] words per minute." Reid explained habitually.

"He's always been like this," Morgan said casually. "Now find out where the other book is."

"Other books..." Griffith pulled back his surprised expression.His gaze returned to the toolbox.

The toolbox was leaning against the wall. Griffith had gone through it just now, but couldn't find anything in it.There are not many things in the lower layer of the double-layer toolbox, or it is basically empty.This puzzled Griffith a little.So he took out all the things on the lower layer, and found a small hole under a bottle of lubricating oil.

The hole was so small that Griffith almost missed it.

However, that is also almost.

Griffith found a screwdriver on the table that fit right through the small hole.Then with a light pick, a plastic board was lifted off like this.

"I found it." Griffith took a notebook from under the board.This book is thinner, has a pink cover, and hasn't been used much.Only one person's name was written on the first side: Tina Moore.

Morgan's phone rang.He took out his phone from his pants pocket: "Morgan."

The call came from Gideon: "We have caught Woods. There is a box in his room with several books, all with the names of several victims."

"Morgan." Griffith turned pale.He spotted the problem after only a few pages: "Tina Moore, her birthday is May 5th..."

"It's today." Reid also turned pale, obviously thinking the same thing.

Morgan quickly spoke to Gideon, and Reid had already called Garcia: "Garcia, I need you to check Tina Moore's address, the bomb is already in her house."

"...Okay, let's go right away."

"Tina, go and open the door!"

"Here we come!" Tina stepped on pink slippers and ran to open the door.

"Probably Jimmy, that kid has been clamoring to come since yesterday." Tina thought happily.But soon she abandoned the idea of ​​pleasure - outside the door was not Jimmy who was half a head taller than her, but a blonde sister she had seen on TV in the morning, and several people in black clothes.This combination gave her a bad feeling.

The blond sister smiled and said, "Hi, my name is Jennifer."

"……Hello."

"Is your mother home?"

Tina nodded.She saw "FBI" in three large letters on the dark blue vest her sister was wearing.

"Can you call your mother out?"

"mom!"

"Here we come!" Mom's voice came from the kitchen.Soon a beautiful woman came out with a small floral apron on her hands.The woman looked at Jareau strangely, put her arms around Tina involuntarily, and moved towards her warily, keeping the distance between her daughter and the stranger. "What's the matter with you?"

"I know it's presumptuous, but please calm down and listen to me..."

Griffith saw Jareau negotiating with the mother and daughter from a distance, and then the woman covered her mouth in surprise, pointed to the house and left the house impatiently with her daughter.Then, the police went in and carefully took out a pink box.

The people present finally let go of their hanging hearts.

"It's over." Hotch's voice was exhausted, "I guess we can go back tonight."

"Don't worry too much," Gideon said with a smile in his voice. "There's still some time for Griffith to walk around Los Angeles. He said he's never been here before."

"You can have Reid as a tour guide," Morgan chimed in. "How about calling your rumored girlfriend out, boy?"

"That was just an accident—!"

Griffith smiled.

It was a feeling I hadn't seen for a long time, surrounded by lively and familiar people, and the air I breathed was friendly and vivid, which made people fascinated.

I heard that BAU is a home.

Well, he is so lucky to be part of this family.