[Variety Drama] Mobility Scourge

"Damn it, it can't be washed off!"

Morgan scrubbed his skin vigorously, his chocolate-colored complexion turned red, and the green ink on his hands did not fade away. He cursed and increased his strength, but the effect was still small in the end. Reid and Lucida, two coffee control When I came in to pour coffee, I saw Morgan struggling to wash the brush alone.

"Morgan, what are you doing?"

Reid asked curiously, he remembered that Morgan had been in for a long time, washing his hands all the time?

"It doesn't wash off at all, Reid, do you have any suggestions?"

Morgan opened his hand to show Reid, the irregular ink marks on the fingertips and the slightly red skin showed that Morgan was very troubled, Lucida clicked her lips on purpose, and said with a teasing smile: "Wow, green ink , Morgan, you are so naughty."

Morgan not only raised his eyebrows, but also mischievous?This word describes you and Reid, you two are the most naughty bastards in BAU.

"Well, Morgan, my suggestion to you is to try with alkylbenzenesulfonic acid, caustic soda."

Reid gave advice with a serious face, and Morgan frowned fiercely: "I'm not sure if these two things won't corrode my hands!"

"I mean you go find a detergent that has those two ingredients in it."

Reid pouted innocently, as if he was being bullied, and Lucida looked at the two and excitedly gave Morgan a suggestion: "Or you can use acetone..."

"Okay, I'd rather rub off a layer of skin!"

Morgan gritted his teeth and said, turned around and continued to rinse his hands, and now Lucida pouted innocently, her suggestion was very constructive.

The two poured coffee and returned to the meeting room. Emily, JJ, and Garcia surrounded the table as if they were studying something. Lucida leaned over: "What are you looking at?"

"What Morgan recovered from the suspect looked like a combination lock."

A piece of paper was placed under the thing, and the green ink on it printed the traces of numbers on the paper, but it seemed too cumbersome for a combination lock.

Lucida only saw what Morgan brought back now, and her reaction was the opposite of everyone else's. She knew this thing, and could even be said to be very familiar with it. Lucida took a deep breath and said to several people: "This is the serial number. Builder."

"Serial number? What serial number?"

For Emily's question, Lucida did not answer quickly, but wrapped the serial number generator with a white paper and studied it carefully. Lucida looked very charming seriously, and when she was staring at something seriously with a pair of green pupils The eyes were deep and extremely attractive, and several people were waiting for Lucida's answer.

"This is a serial number generator for generating counterfeit currency. The US dollar serial number before the 1996 edition consists of a prefix, 8 digits and a suffix letter. The US dollar after the 1996 edition adds a prefix to represent The year number, and this serial number generator, is the 96 version."

Lucida raised her eyelids, and at this moment Morgan walked in, Lucida raised the corners of her lips and smiled lightly: "Morgan, your hands can't be washed clean probably because the ink on them is magnetic ink."

Counterfeit bills, serial number generators, these two combined can raise the level of this case several notches, which can probably be attributed to the Secret Service.

"She's right."

A strange voice suddenly sounded, and everyone's eyes turned to the door. A man in a suit was standing at the door. It can be said that he was extremely handsome, with blond hair, blue eyes, and a shallow mouth. The shallow smile is completely in line with the fantasy of the prince charming of the girls. There is a certificate hanging around his neck, indicating that he is a foreigner. Seeing everyone looking at him, he curled up his mouth to reveal a charming smile, and introduced himself in a pleasant voice. : "I'm Special Agent Arnold Snow, from the Secret Service."

"Secret Service? Because of... this?"

Emily pointed to the serial number generator on the table, if people from the Secret Service appear here, then there is a high probability that it is related to the counterfeit banknote case, Arnold Snow nodded: "Yes, it is because of this, this... You are right."

Arnold Snow focused his eyes on Lucida, and he just stared at Lucida with a faint smile, and Lucida stretched out his hand belatedly: "Lucida Genovese."

"Hello."

Arnold Snow picked up the serial number generator on the table and was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Four months ago we tracked down a counterfeit banknote manufacturing case, and we have been monitoring the Keynes Charles you caught for a long time." After a while: "The three of your victims are all related to this counterfeit banknote manufacturing. Theresa Oliver is a truck driver. He is responsible for the warehouse. The old plates of the 1996 version have been stolen. Wallis Bell is a locksmith. This He is the one who made the serial number generator. Althea Clive is not a bank employee. She is the director of the Bureau of Banknote Printing who is in charge of valid serial numbers. We have not heard of the serial number being stolen. KeynesCharles works in the factory responsible for magnetic ink. Pass."

Four people are like a jigsaw puzzle, and when they are put together, great things can be done.

"We found counterfeit $[-] bills in the house of Keynes Charles, and apparently the other party has started trial printing."

When Arnold Snow came, he was holding a document in his hand. When he mentioned the counterfeit money, he moved his hand unconsciously. Lucida noticed the other person's movement, nodded suddenly and stretched out his hand to him: "May I?"

"……certainly."

Arnold Snow just hesitated for a moment, then raised a smiley face and gave the file to Lucida. After Lucida opened the file, he gave Lucida an answer: "This is the counterfeit banknote we found in Keynes Charles' house."

It is now 2007, and the version of the counterfeit banknote on the file is obviously older. Lucida couldn't help laughing when she saw the counterfeit banknote. Morgan didn't understand what Lucida was laughing at: "What's wrong?"

"This is the worst counterfeit bill I've ever seen."

Lucida picked up the counterfeit banknote and flipped it back and forth, with a disgusted tone in her mouth: "96 version, generated by rolling serial number, the craftsmanship is not bad in the past. There are no major problems with portraits, patterns, decorations, and printing. It is a fake printed on a real plate. banknotes, but there are two fatal points, the serial number is too fake, and..."

Lucida rubbed the paper and said with even more disgust: "The paper is too bad."

Arnold Snow looked at Lucida in surprise, with surprise and surprise in his eyes, he looked straight at Lucida: "You don't need a probe to know the problem with the paper?"

It is very difficult to forge a hundred-yuan counterfeit bill, and it is very difficult to escape the detection pen. The paper pulp of the counterfeit bill will turn brown when the detection pen touches it. Seeing through this, Arnold Snow looked at Lucida with admiration, and even made him a little concerned. Reid found that the guy from the Secret Service looked at Lucida in a wrong way, and he licked his lips, feeling a little irritated in his heart.

"It's not difficult to see, I'm an expert."

Lucida raised her head proudly, who was her former companion? Neal Caffrey, the master bond counterfeiter, counterfeit money?That's Neal's way of getting bored.

"Well, experts, you must know that the 96 version of the $100 bill is even more difficult to counterfeit than the previous version. He has added seven anti-counterfeiting measures, such as enlarged portraits..."

Arnold Snow's speech speed paused, as if he was thinking about the second point, Reid couldn't help but take the following words for him: "And fixed character watermarks, polyester security threads, fine-grain printed patterns, microtext, light-changing Ink and low-vision text, and the most important thing is that the original line printing is changed to the unified US Federal Reserve system printing, the letters and numbers of the note-issuing bank code are printed under the serial number, the serial number is changed to 11 digits, and a letter is added at the front .”

After Reid finished all the anti-counterfeiting measures in a quick tone, Arnold Snow was stunned and asked, "Are you also an expert?"

Unable to see that the Secret Service is actually cute, Reid twitched the corner of his mouth and stretched out his hand and said, "No, I'm Dr. Spencer Reid, I just happened to read about the anti-counterfeiting of the '1996 US dollar banknotes in the Homeland Security memo." feature'."

Morgan turned his head to look at Reid depressed, boy, you are from the FBI, you actually ran to read the memo from the Security Bureau!I really have nothing to do!

"Well, BAU is really full of talents, I feel relieved now."

Arnold Snow faced everyone with a handsome smile. He straightened his suit and looked at Hotch, who had walked in at some time, and said solemnly: "I am now authorizing cooperation within the department in the name of the Security Bureau. San Francisco Police, BAU , and us, you catch the murderer, we recover the counterfeit money, let’s work together.”

Three-party cooperation, this looks very interesting.

******

"You caught KeynesCharles, did he say anything?" Morgan and Hotch couldn't help frowning when Arnold Snow mentioned the name. Morgan remembered the boy's lack of smoking when he was arrested, and Hotch remembered the interrogation just now This kid had a look of 'I won't tell if I kill him'.

I really want to punch him.

Morgan's and Hotch's minds were subtly in sync.

"He won't say anything." Hotch shook his head.

"But he must know something." Arnold Snow also frowned, the handsome Secret Service agent exposed his cuteness, he turned his head and asked Hotch seriously: "Is it because your interrogation method is wrong?"

Hotch couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth subtly, and he said to Arnold Snow in his usual stiff and flat tone: "You can also ask him."

And then... the end is...

"Hmph! Do I think I'm an idiot? Why should I tell you guys?"

"Bah! I just don't say anything, what are you going to do with me? I'm going to call my lawyer!!"

"Oh! You stare at me, you stare at me? Do you still want to hit me!? I will sue you, I will really sue you, can the police be rough!?!"

10 minutes of questioning KeynesCharles blew like a sparrow, dressed in hip-hop with bandages on his face, exaggerated and spoke like a clown entertaining the public.

"boom!!"

Arnold Snow slammed out the door, unbuttoned his suit and took a deep breath with his hands on his hips. Hotch and Morgan, who were standing aside, raised their lips slightly. Gritting his teeth, he said, "I really want to beat him up."

"It must be the wrong way of asking."

Hotch said with a straight face.

"Then what should we do? This kid can't pry any news out of his mouth."

Even if Arnold Snow is angry, he will not destroy his handsome face. It can be said that as a Secret Service agent, Arnold Snow's appearance can outshine others, and he and Morgan have completely different styles of being popular with women. .

Emily squinted her eyes and looked at KeynesCharles inside through the glass. The young man shook his feet involuntarily, impatiently trying to sound like a gangster. Emily remembered that the other party didn't look directly at her when she opened the door, and Emily suddenly realized Said: "He has gynophobia!"

"what?"

"He avoided making eye contact with me before, and being too unreasonable to men in fear of women is to increase his self-confidence..." That's why the guy inside deserves such a beating.

"Hotch, let me try."

Emily's serious expression made Hotch not know what to say, making a guy who is afraid of women face women is not as gentle as a man directly intimidating him...

Facts have proved that when people are afraid, people will speak incoherently and have no time to think. As soon as Emily stepped into the room, the other party screamed, almost crying, and Emily said everything before asking the other party, and then begged Emily to leave Such fearful women have simply refreshed everyone's lower limit...

"Keynes Charles said he didn't know who killed the three victims, but he knew who was making counterfeit banknotes. He gave a name, Noah Christian, do you know?"

Emily looked at the handsome Secret Service agent, and obviously, this handsome guy from the Secret Service had an impression of this name, and he smiled helplessly, "Wow, this name...an old friend."

"You're a technician, you can find Noah Christian's file in the federal archives."

Arnold Snow said to Garcia that among the people present, only Garcia had a computer, so it was not difficult to guess Garcia's identity. After Garcia entered Noah Christian's name, there were quite a few records that popped up.

"He is one of the top ten guys on the Security Bureau's blacklist. He was accused of forging counterfeit securities, counterfeit banknotes, and commercial printing. He was charged five times and was not convicted because of insufficient evidence. We have arrested this guy for several years."

"Genovese, you said that the quality of this counterfeit banknote paper is not up to standard, so the person who made the counterfeit banknote must need qualified paper. The other party is putting together puzzles, printing plates, ink, and serial numbers. Now he needs paper, and we can't let him succeed."

Morgan had a feeling that by catching the man behind the counterfeit money, they would catch their murderer. Their unknown suspect was on the same team as the man who made the counterfeit money, and he was killing for him. He clears the way.

"Well, the U.S. government makes it illegal for anyone to produce that kind of paper without a license, so I don't think there are very many paper mills in San Francisco that have a contract with the U.S. Mint, so..."

Before Lucida finished speaking, JJ who just went out to answer the phone came in a little panicked, she looked at Hotch and said in a helpless tone: "Hotch, there is another case, a paper mill that has a contract with the United States Mint was arrested. Stolen a truckload of U.S. dollar bills..."

As soon as he said that he should act aggressively, the other party attacked first. Hotch frowned, his expression was very gloomy, and he asked coldly in a low voice: "About how much paper?"

"It is said to be a stack of [-] feet."

"My God, how much is that?" Garcia murmured.

"A stack of 1000 feet, there are 1000 sheets, and they grabbed [-] million dollars."

Lucida spoke the truth, but Hotch's expression darkened even more.

"Now they even have paper and everything they want?"

Emily felt depressed in her heart. Their current actions seemed passive. The other party had always taken the lead. The other party seemed to see through their actions. Arnold Snow obviously didn't like this kind of development either. He frowned and his voice became low: "Yes , they have everything they want, and although the 96 version is a bit old, it is still in circulation."

"No, they still haven't got one."

Reid's sudden voice made everyone focus on him, but Reid looked at Lucida. He stared straight at Lucida and frowned slightly and said: "Valid serial number, you said that Althea Clive is not a bank employee, she is an Indian banker. The director of the banknote bureau is responsible for guarding the valid serial number. The unknown suspect killed AltheaClive for the valid serial number. However, given that AltheaClive’s computer has been emptied and there is no news of the serial number being stolen, it means that AltheaClive hid the serial number. I don't know where."

"Where's the serial number?"

The San Francisco Police Detective Flower Leslie, who had been silent all this time, asked, and everyone in the BAU turned to Lucida.

A USB flash drive with a password that someone gave to someone.

"Garcia, can the code be broken?"

Hotch stood beside Garcia with his arms crossed. Reid's words were correct, and the consequences of his correct guess were dire. If unknown suspects were allowed to obtain valid serial numbers, it would be no small feat to make these counterfeit banknotes and circulate them in the market. problem.

"Sir, if you give me more time, it may be possible, but it will take a week or two. The fastest way is to enter a valid password."

Garcia has no way to let her overcome the most difficult algorithm in the world, unless she is given a supercomputer and a long-term quiet environment. Hotch frowned and asked Lucida coldly: "What can you think of as a password?" Any reminders, date, student number, is there any commemorative day..."

"Wait wait wait, Hotch!"

Lucida interrupted Hotch's serious tone, Lucida gritted her teeth and said: "I said, I can't remember at all, and... I don't know her well, so there won't be any commemorative days!"

【She will always remember that day. 】

Reid suddenly remembered Andy Clive's murmured words.

That day...

Reid went back to thinking about the day when Lucida and Althea Clive could intersect...

"April 1995, 10."

The date that Reid suddenly reported made everyone stunned for a moment. Reid signaled Garcia to input the date, and Garcia belatedly entered with the shortcut key, followed by a carriage return.

【Password pass】

"how do you know?"

Morgan stared at Reid tangled, this kid is getting weirder and weirder, Genovese can't remember anything, and you remember it clearly?

"Uh……"

Reid seemed to have thought of something, his fair skin was slightly flushed, and the young doctor licked his lips shyly. He organized his words before slowly answering Morgan: "This day is a beauty pageant. Both Lucida and Althea Clive Participated, the whole school voted, AltheaClive lost to Lucida by one vote, this is the only day when Lucida and AltheaClive can be counted as overlapping."

It can also be regarded as a commemorative day, because usually Lucida doesn't get entangled with Althea Clive much.

"What's on the USB stick, Garcia?"

After unlocking the password, there was only one program in the USB flash drive. After Garcia clicked on it, everyone was stunned.

is a valid serial number owned by the Printing Bureau.

……

The case developed further. During a short break, when Reid went to the coffee room, he met Morgan who continued to wash his hands. Reid silently complained: I told you not to listen to Xueba. Reid said that he would not give Morgan advice, let him rub off a piece of skin!

"Hey, Reid."

Morgan suddenly stopped Reid, and Reid raised his eyebrows: "What? I have no suggestion for you."

"Oh, I don't want to suggest, I just want to know an answer, you can answer me."

"of course can."

When Reid heard that Morgan had something to ask him, he turned around and listened carefully. Morgan raised the corner of his lips and showed a sly smile: "Well, then can you tell me, who did you choose?"

"what?"

Reid tilted his head in a daze and didn't understand Morgan's meaning. Morgan kindly completed the question: "On October 1995, 10, the beauty pageant, the whole school voted. Who did you vote for?"

"..."

Reid didn't expect Morgan to ask this question. Reid suddenly pursed his lips and looked like he was refusing to answer. He blinked and looked at Morgan like a puppy. According to Morgan's experience, Reid's appearance was a complete panic reaction. Morgan continued to speak harshly: "Please tell me, Dr. Reid, who did you choose?"

"I do not remember."

"Oh, remember the pageant was on October 1995th, 10 and can't remember who I voted for? Reid, lying is tricky too."

"Shutup, Morgan."

"Say it, talk it, talk it."

"..."

Reid ignored Morgan and turned around and left. Morgan smiled and looked at Reid's back, hey, it's fun to tease this guy with a low EQ, look, his ears are red, is it so difficult to say a name?

"..."

Reid walked forward quickly, but Morgan's long-winded question kept popping up in his mind: [Who is who is who? 】

Who did he vote for?

When he walked to the door, Reid saw Lucida who was joking with Emily not far away, and the answer automatically popped up in his mind.

[Lucida Genovese. 】