[CM] THE CASE

Fate always favors the warriors. ——British proverb

The light rain was pattering outside the window, and Sally couldn't see it, so she could only put her head against the glass and listen quietly.She's getting used to living in the dark, and even likes it a little.

The ward was very quiet, except for the sound of drizzle beating the windows, and the low sound of the air conditioner. Suddenly, Sally heard someone knocking on the door.She moved away from the window, worried that the nurse would mistakenly think she was going to jump off the building, and raised her voice to ask, "Who?"

"Me, Foster."

"Foster?" Sally said in surprise. "Come in. Isn't today a working day? Why are you here?"

Griffith pushed the door open, and Sally heard the sound of plastic rubbing: "What did you bring?"

"Apple." Griffith took one out and handed it to her.

Sally leaned closer and smelled it, and the fragrance of apples instantly captured her heart: "Thanks, Foster, I like it very much."

Griffith put a bag of apples on the table: "How are you feeling today?"

"Not bad. May I eat?"

"No, I haven't washed it yet."

"Oh." Sally put down the apple, "You haven't answered me yet. Why are you here?"

She heard footsteps and the "squeak" of the faucet.

"Foster?" Sally was worried, "What happened? Don't you say I'll ask Dad, I swear."

Griffith sighed. "I'm suspended."

"Suspension?" Sally became more worried, "God, Foster, what did you do?"

What have you done? After Lee was killed, the Ohio State Police launched an investigation and discovered from surveillance video that Griffith and Elle had met Lee in private.Although there was no picture of what they did, Callahan called Gideon anyway.

"This is the last time we saw Lee on the surveillance network." Callahan said seriously, "Don't worry, their alibi is strong, you were back in Quantico when Lee died, but we still want to know Condition."

Neither Elle nor Griffith mentioned the meeting in the report, and Gideon angrily informed Hotch that the internal affairs department would not let them go.However, Elle's resignation application has been handed in, so Hotch had to recall Elle for investigation, and by the way, suspended Griffith for self-reflection.

Elle arrives just as Griffith leaves.He had just finished recording his statement, and the two were not allowed to speak for fear of collusion, so Elle had no choice but to give him a helpless look.

Paper cannot hold fire.

All missions of the BAU are suspended, and all staff are questioned. Griffith was so guilty, Gideon patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, I'm glad you finally opened up."

As if the angry person before was not him.

In short, it was the most tortuous birthday he had ever had.

But none of this was necessary to talk to Sally. Griffith stuffed the washed apple into her hand: "It's nothing, I made a mistake at work, it's a bit serious, and I need time to reflect. Eat, the nutritional content of the apple peel is pretty good."

Sally opened her mouth to bite, and said vaguely: "Thank you, it's delicious. Are you really okay?"

"It's okay, I'll come and see you." Griffith sat on the sofa. Sally's ward is more like a hotel. After all, her father is rich and willing to give his daughter a comfortable recuperation environment.

He wasn't lying, he really wanted to see Sally, the first person to know what was on his mind, and Sally was quiet here.

She needs to rest, and she doesn't like to be noisy. The biggest amount of exercise every day is to go for a walk in the small garden downstairs. Griffith likes to come to her place to sit and sit, as if it can be isolated from the noisy world, and secretly take a breath of clean and fresh air.

Sally nibbled at the apple slowly.She is not as bold and uninhibited as her sister. She eats in a gentle manner and licks the juice that flows from her hands, which is a bit childish.Before the accident, she stayed in school to study as a graduate student. She had no contact with society in the short first half of her life, and she still had a naivety of ignorance of world affairs.

Griffith picked up a book and asked, "Can I read it?"

Sally didn't know which one it was, but she didn't care: "Okay, want to listen to music?"

"Okay, what's the song?"

"It's all pure music, no pop songs." Sally took a piece of paper to wipe her hands, took her crutches and stood up, "I don't like pop songs, it's too loud."

"Okay, I'm not picky." Griffith also stood up, as if trying to help her. Sally heard the movement and stopped him: "Don't move, I will do it myself."

The tone of these words was too stiff, Griffith sat back slowly, and said, "Sorry."

"It's okay." Sally moved to the corner step by step, turned on the stereo, and the sound of the piano streamed out.

"My father and John often do this. They take care of me too much, but I can do it myself." The girl's voice sounded lonely, "It makes me feel useless and a burden."

John's full name is John Walker, and he is Sally's fiancé.

Griffith watched her move back step by step, and said after making sure it was safe: "I know, but accepting help doesn't mean you are weak. Their excess desire to protect is because they love you. However, I will talk to them when I have a chance. "

"Really?" Sally tilted her head and smiled slyly, "You'll have a chance soon."

Before Griffith could react, he heard a knock on the door. Sally happily called people in, and even threw away her cane and ran to the door to greet her.

The man in a suit and leather shoes outside the door was quite frightened by her: "Sally, slow down!"

Griffith jumped to his feet: "Mr. Walker!"

Walker supported Sally and waved to him: "Hi, long time no see, Dr. Griffith."

The last time they met Griffith was still a forensic doctor. Hearing that Griffith wasn't embarrassed, Sally laughed first: "John, Foster is no longer a forensic doctor."

"Yes, I forgot." Walker sat Sally on the bed, looked up and smiled at Griffith, "I apologize, Agent Griffith."

"Why are you so unfamiliar?" Sally said dissatisfied.

Walker sighed: "Honey, won't you allow me to be jealous?"

"Of course, but Foster is my friend, why are you jealous? Besides, Foster doesn't like girls."

"Sally," Griffith said quickly, "don't do that."

Sally covered her mouth, "Sorry."

Both Sally and Walker knew about this, and there was no need to hide it, but Griffith didn't like being mentioned.

"Nonsense." Walker patted his fiancée on the head, "Sorry, Foster, Sally offended."

"It's okay, I'll go first." Griffith didn't want to stay and be a light bulb.

Sally stopped him: "Wait, Foster, did you forget something?"

Only then did Griffith know what "a chance soon" meant.He couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, I will help."

He sat back on the sofa and adjusted his posture.

"That's right, Mr. Walker." Griffith said in a deliberately polite tone, "Miss Nelson complained about your overprotectiveness, which made her feel useless. For patients who are recuperating, we should give her encouragement and confidence .”

Sally kept nodding.

"She needs affirmation of herself. I think that your proper letting go will be beneficial to her recovery."

Sally gave him a thumbs up.

Walker smiled and held Sally's hand in his palm: "Well, Dr. Griffith, I'm following the doctor's orders. But, you know, I travel a lot and just got back from Ohio." He said, kissing Sally's Face: "I'm too busy to spend time with her...I always want to make up for it."

Sally smiled shyly.

Griffith felt more and more redundant, but fortunately the phone rang and he took the opportunity to leave in a hurry.

The phone is Elle's.

She had just cooperated to complete the investigation and was not prosecuted. When she got her phone back, she couldn't wait to greet Griffith: "How are you?"

"I told the truth, but it's vague, basically I don't know." Griffith said as he went downstairs.

"That's good, I heard that Hotch has suspended you?"

"Well, I need to avoid suspicion and write an inspection."

"It's okay, I haven't been sued either. What's more, I've resigned." Elle breathed a sigh of relief. Griffith heard the horn on her side, presumably in the street.

"what are you planning to do?"

"I don't know, to open a cake shop?" Elle joked, "Anyway, I won't enter this business again, I think, I may stop here."

"Okay, I'll go to support you on the day you open."

"Okay, I'll give you a discount then."

Griffith had already walked to the gate of the nursing home, and was about to leave after waving with the guard, when Elle suddenly fell silent: "Griffith?"

"what?"

"Do you think this incident has something to do with your adoptive father?"

Griffith was silent for a while, then said with difficulty, "I don't think so."

"Ok?"

Griffith closed his eyes: "He may be nearly 70 years old this year, I don't think it is possible."

"Does that concern you?"

"……I have no idea."

That's exactly what Hotch wanted Griffith to avoid. On Griffith's birthday, the "Happy Birthday" left by the suspect, if it was a coincidence, it would be too coincidental.With that text message, Griffith believed that the other party was coming for him.

Elle lowered her voice: "Just now I heard from Reid that the deceased died by cutting his throat this time. You know, cutting one's throat is a way of death full of judgment."

"The prisoner sees himself as the judge," Griffith rubbed his forehead, "there is a sense of dominance and power to a certain extent."

"Lee's body was kneeling in front of the police station. Anyway, I don't think a 70-year-old man can do such a thing." Elle said, "However, assuming we are the last to see Lee, Lee was killed the next night Yes, what does this time difference mean?"

"Elle, stop asking." Griffith said with a headache. "Stop asking."

The prisoner must have been shown to him by the trial. Both Elle and Griffith know this, and "JG," if not overly touchy, has something to it.

"Did you tell anyone else about those things besides me?"

"Mr. Nelson knows, his daughter and son-in-law know, the others are gone," Griffith said. "I don't know..."

The rain stopped.

Something is about to emerge from the thick clouds.