[Comprehensive] American Police Story

~~~~~ On the road of life, when your hopes fail one by one, you should also be firm and calm. ~~~~~

Ruoyi brought three dishes, one cold dish with raw anchovies in peanut sauce, one stir-fried dish with black pepper beef cubes, and one mutton soup.Although it is not his favorite food, Roy has to consider other people's tastes.If they really cook authentic Chinese food, it is estimated that many of them will not be used to it.

jj and garcia also brought something, jj baked a cherry pie, and garcia made a smoked salmon salad.

What Reid brought was a book, a very unpopular research report on a certain tribe in Africa.

Of course Morgan didn't have an empty hand, he brought Rossi a baseball.It's certainly no ordinary baseball, with a baseball star's signature on it.

Booth came with Dr. Belen, and the two bought a bunch of barbecued food together.

Rossi's red wine is mellow, and Roy's Chinese food is also delicious, but the attraction of barbecue and beer to Americans remains undiminished.

After eating the "appetizers" brought by several ladies, Morgan and Booth were busy burning charcoal.

"This soup is so white." Garcia drank the soup that Roy brought, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

"In the process of boiling the soup, the fat in the mutton, some water-soluble proteins and lecithin in the bones are dissolved, and the collagen in the bones is partially hydrolyzed into gelatin molecules. When the soup is constantly boiling, the fat is crushed into Fine particles, and lecithin, gelatin molecules, etc. act as emulsifiers, forming a white oil-in-water emulsion.” While drinking the soup, Reid still did not forget to speak.

"Red, don't." Garcia shook his head, and stuffed a pinch of parsley into Rhett's mouth.

"Oh, that's..." Roy tried to stop it, but failed.Thinking of Sherlock's expression when he ate coriander for the first time, she could only mourn in silence.

Rhett chewed twice and frowned.Then he chewed it a few more times, and actually stretched the space between his brows, and nodded slightly.

"In a branch of a certain religion, its believers will choose the skulls of young girls to make utensils. They will touch those round heads from time to time to make them smoother. After dozens or even hundreds of years, These skulls will become like jade, and their value is immeasurable." Belen looked at a rib in the soup, and chatted about his profession.

"I'd better go help Morgan." Garcia couldn't take it anymore, she put down her chopsticks and walked to the back garden.

For this kind of verbal psychological attack, Roy was not hurt at all, but Schweitzer was different. He suppressed his nausea and sat with Roy until the end.

Thankfully, Morgan and Booth moved fairly quickly. When they shouted that they could grill, Swayze flew out like an arrow off the string.

In the back garden, Morgan and Booth rolled up their sleeves and put the charcoal fire on the grill. Both of them were dressed casually today, one black and one white T-shirt.Booth wore black, Morgan wore white.

Seeing these two muscular men with beads of sweat glistening on their skin, Schweitz couldn't help feeling that he was dressed too formally today.He took off his short trench coat, unbuttoned his shirt cuff buttons, and rolled up his sleeves.The little vest was still on, and he felt a little cold.

Just about to go over to help, Roy stopped Swayze, "Are you really sure you want to go to the charcoal fire with your Armani?"

Seeing that Ruoyi was also dressed in white, Swayze immediately understood the reason why she had been chatting in the house.If those floating carbon dust falls on the clothes, it will definitely cost a lot of money for dry cleaning.

The annual salary of a federal investigator is only about [-] yuan a year, so there is no way to be too extravagant.

Garcia's fingers were painted with nails, and JJ was also thin and tender, so he just stood aside and joined in the fun.Instead, Belen walked to the edge of the grill and began to skewer the meat, "This bone is so perfectly grown."

"Bone, please go to the women's rest area, okay?" Booth raised his head, really not wanting to spoil the appetite of others.

"If you just wait for the two of you to do things, I don't think we will be able to eat at night." Belen ignored Libus at all, and continued to do his own work.She doesn't look like she's skewering meat at all, though, but rather recovering a cow.

"In primitive society, women were in charge of collecting, while men were in charge of hunting. Because of outdated weapons and more ferocious ancient beasts, the effect of collecting was far greater than that of hunting. This is also the foundation of the matrilineal clan. Whoever can get more food, who It's up to you." When Rhett saw the man working and the woman resting, he couldn't help talking.

"Even after 1 years, this hasn't changed at all." Roy laughed. The way Booth and Belen get along is very interesting, and the two are not considered colleagues. in love.

"There are exceptions." Schweitz looked down at Roy. He wanted to say that Roy's house was made by his mother, and his father was both the chef and the boss.But thinking about it, this group of people basically didn't know much about Roy, so they immediately shut up.

Zoe glanced at Swayze and gave him a thankful look.She thinks that now is not the time to tell her tragic past, and she needs to observe this group of people again.She had to know if they were strong enough to fight that demon with her.

If they couldn't do it, she had only one dead end.

"Hey, jj." Garcia pulled jj aside and whispered, "Look at Sweetheart and Bell, the sparks between them are even hotter than that grill."

"Switz is very good, a psychologist with a profiler..." JJ frowned when he said this, "No, it's too scary, I will never fall in love with my colleagues!"

"But he's so cute!" Garcia tilted his head, looked at Swayze and laughed foolishly, "And he's not like Rhett, who will say words that you don't understand."

"It looks like someone has fallen in love." JJ smiled and touched the feather hair ornament on Garcia's head.

"Hehe, I eat dessert occasionally, but I still prefer dark chocolate with a bit of bitterness." Garcia put down the wine in his hand and walked to the grill.It wasn't that she was going to help, but Morgan had already grilled a few skewers of sausage.

Roy stretched his neck and saw that the two muscular men roasted all meat, beef, mutton, pork, fish, sausage, bacon, etc.

Really unable to bear such greasy food, Roy asked Rossi for an apron, rolled up his sleeves, and roasted some corn.

These corn bushes were bought at a free market next to the supermarket. They were all grown by local farmers themselves, and the bracts have not been torn.

Roy took it directly to the grill, and then tore it open when it was half-baked, and spread butter on it.Even a few carnivores couldn't help but snatch one and chew on that scent.

Schweitz wanted to take this opportunity to praise Roy's cooking skills, and to show off that he had eaten it many times before, but thinking about it, Roy would definitely not want to listen, so he could only shut up and eat corn on the cob.

In Garcia's eyes, this "little lover" is in the awkward passion of being apart and meeting again, and this strange behavior is quite normal.But in Morgan's eyes, he was even more curious about Roy's previous life.He believes that he is a temporary supervisor, and he must have an overall grasp of the psychological state of his subordinates.Although it seems that Ruoyi is doing very well now, there must be a time bomb buried in her heart.

Once touched, a person with her ability is too lethal.

Playing into the evening, Morgan and Booth were too drunk to drive home by themselves.Ruoyi tasted a little at noon. She doesn't like red wine very much, so she didn't drink too much.Now it is completely possible to drive without causing drunk driving.

Booth must have been sent back by Belen, and Morgan, Garcia offered to send him home.

"Then see you next week, colleagues." Morgan waved his hand, and Garcia left first.

Roy and Swayze also drove away afterwards. Instead of going home, they went to Swayze's house.

"What do you think of them?" Roy found that Swayze's room was the same as when he visited a few years ago, and the furnishings hadn't changed at all.She went into the kitchen, opened the cupboard, and sure enough, she saw the same brand of English tea in bags.But Roy didn't want to drink tea, so she asked Schweitz to make coffee for herself.

"There is no need to question their professionalism, but do you think they will help you investigate that old case?" Swayze turned on the coffee machine, then turned to look at Roy, "And your supervisor, Senior Agent Morgan has a stronger personality than Booth. What do you think he would think if he knew you entered the bau on purpose?"

"I am purposeful, but I put 100% of my energy into this job. Even if he thinks my motives are impure, he will at most just drive me away. But for a talent like me, the fbi will not Don't want mine." Roy comfortably lay down on the big sofa in the living room of Swayze's house.Of course this sofa was replaced with a new one, and it was even more comfortable than the old one.I think back when the two slept on it together, they would often accidentally fall off.

"I should be able to convince Booth to help you." Swayze knew that he couldn't help Roy with force, but he was a good helper intellectually.He also never had the idea of ​​wanting to enhance himself, because he knew the upper limit of his ability.

"Thank you, Lancelot." Roy stood up from the sofa. She didn't want to be nostalgic for this warmth. After all, she once had it, but didn't cherish it.Picking up his car keys, Roy left Swayze's house.

On the other side, Garcia drove Morgan home, but Morgan asked Garcia to go to the FBI headquarters in DC.Without telling Garcia what he was going to do, Morgan walked into the FBI building by himself.

Garcia looked at Morgan's back, and she could vaguely guess that Morgan was for Roy.But what kind of emotion was that, she couldn't guess it.At this moment, she hated herself a little for not being JJ or Emily. If they said it, she would be able to guess what Morgan was thinking.

Thinking of Emily, Garcia was a little sad.She started the car and slowly drove towards her little nest.

Morgan walked into the fbi building and went straight to the personnel department.Although it is off work now, there are still people on duty.Moreover, Morgan knew a department head very well, so he asked the person on duty to open the door for him to get the materials.

Morgan bought a cup of coffee from the vending machine, drank the weak coffee, and opened Roy's profile.

He had seen Ruoyi's profile when he joined the job, but it was just a very simple profile and there was nothing to study.The headquarters has background checks and these undisclosed information, with a lot of details.

"Roy Bell, Chinese..." Morgan slowly flipped through the pages. Not only was he not drunk today, but he was also in good spirits.

Ruoyi's information does not seem to be special. Both primary and junior high schools are in public schools in Manhattan, New York. Although it is located in Manhattan, the security in that neighborhood is not very good, and there are many immigrants from all over the world.But her middle school was changed to Westchester Town, a well-known rich area.And she went to boarding school.

"Crove Schector Private Boarding High School in Westchester Township." Morgan read the name of the school, feeling a little familiar.But his mind is still not as scary as Rhett's, and he can't remember anything immediately.

Taking out his cell phone, Morgan instinctively wanted to call Garcia.

After hesitating for a while, Morgan put the phone down again.He returned the documents and called a taxi.

The night was dark, and both Morgan and Roy had the same insomnia tonight.