[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Booth had just parked his car when Isaac and Reid arrived at the Jefferson Institute.

"Hi, Booth, it's been a while since we met recently." Isaac greeted with a smile, and then introduced Reid, "Booth, this is Dr. Reid, from BAU. Reid, this is Booth, our case cooperation By."

"Hello, Dr. Reid." Booth held out his hand and shook Reid, mentally labeling 'another Sweets'. "Profiler, I know, in fact, I have a fellow profiler too, but he got a little spooked last night."

"Is Dr. Sweets okay?" Isaac sympathetically cared about his fellow sufferer.

"Don't worry, his girlfriend will comfort him, unless he's being aggressive to show his masculinity." Booth said as he walked, "Because Angela recovered the content of the note, and Bones interpreted it, so We believe the victims are not limited to the four found so far, and there are probably still alive waiting to be rescued. I don't deal with psychopaths often, and experienced Sweets took another leave this morning, so... I guess, BAU It's a good choice."

"Although this is nothing to be proud of, but, I have to say, you made the right choice." Isaac walked into the institute, "I heard that here, people without a doctorate are not qualified to speak?"

"That's the old imperial calendar from several years ago," Booth said. "If you get along with them for a long time, you will find that they are actually a group of cute squints."

"Squint?" Reid was curious, what's this called?

"It's just a habitual address, and there is no malice." Booth felt annoyed at his momentary quick talk. Although it was true, it was better to leave it to the person concerned to find out. "I'll take you to see Dr. Saroyan, she is the person in charge here."

Dr. Saroyan is a small, thin looking lady, her attitude is very kind, so kind that Reid began to wonder if this is the concentration camp for freaks that Isaac once said.But he soon lost his mind on this matter, he was already fascinated by the various instruments here.

When Isaac found out that Reid had been offline for a long time, he was acting as Hodgins' assistant, helping him scrape the powder from the plaster shell outside the statue for composition analysis.Then names that Isaac would never understand in his life came out of his mouth, and Hodgins seemed inspired, and the two even bumped their fists in celebration.

"Hey, Dr. Saroyan, where did you find the intern, it's amazing!" Hodgins noticed Saroyan's arrival, and he was not stingy with his praise.

Reid looked at Isaac and walked over excitedly, "Isaac, can you believe it? This place is amazing!"

"You really cherish each other." Isaac raised his forehead, "I'm afraid I will disappoint you, Dr. Hodgins. Dr. Reid is not an intern, he is from BAU, and he is a profiler."

"A profiler?" Hodgins froze for a moment, "Like Sweets? But Sweets only knows how to fool people, he doesn't understand the beauty of science! And he and I..." He pointed to Reid, " It’s a tacit understanding!”

"Thank you." Reid was a little embarrassed by the praise, and then under Isaac's oppressive gaze, he took off the thin rubber gloves on his hand.

"Calm down! Dr. Hodgins, Dr. Reid is here to learn about the autopsy. Is there anything you need to tell him now?" Saroyan asked.

"I've come to the conclusion he already knows." Hodgins winked at Reid. "You should be in the lab." And walked away.

Saroyan took a deep breath helplessly, and secretly decided that he would never condone Hodgins to buy those unnecessary instruments next time.

"So, what conclusion?" Isaac asked Reid.

"The exterior of the No. [-] plaster statue is stained with corpse fluid." Reid actually didn't quite understand what this result meant.

"Oh, God." Saroyan whispered, raised his head, and met three pairs of puzzled eyes, "Come with me."

Saroyan took Isaac, Reid, and Booth to Angela's office, "Angela, come and simulate the placement of the five statues in the park at that time."

"OK." Angela had no difficulty in simulating the scene, what she was more interested in was—"So, you two are foreign aid invited by Booth?"

"It's a cooperative case, actually." Reid corrected.

"OK. So, I heard you're all profilers, like Sweets?" Angela asked.

"Actually, I don't know Dr. Sweets, and I don't know the scope of his work. So, I can't answer your question." Reid told the truth, he is not Isaac, and he is capable of making friends with anyone.

"Where is the No. [-] statue?" Isaac focused his eyes on the screen. The statue marked No. [-] was located relatively outward, and there was a distance from the two cracked statues, no matter how the liquid in the tank splashed. , it is impossible to splash on the No. [-] statue. "God, there really is a fifth victim!"

"Or more." Reid added, "I just read Dr. Hodgins' inspection report. The four statues were made at different times. The two cracked statues were all earlier. If they were before them, there are The statue was cracked and sprayed with fluid from the internal pressure, this statue must not be suitable to be placed outside like several others."

"So, what we're looking for is a statue that's already been damaged by internal pressure and left in a dump, in the wilderness, or somewhere inaccessible?" Booth concluded.

"Very accurate, AgentBooth."

"I'm going to find someone to do a search." After speaking, Booth turned and left, leaving Isaac with no chance to say the next thing.

"He just left?" Isaac looked at the others, wanting support, "Looking for a needle in a haystack?"

"Maybe he knows someone who can do geographic profiling," Reid speculated gravely.

"Well, trust Booth." Angela and Saroyan were quite confident.

"Well, everyone has his own way of working." After Isaac happily convinced himself with this reason, he looked at Saroyan, "Has the inspection result of the corpse in the plaster jar come out?"

"I'll take you to see Dr. Brenna." Saroyan clapped his hands and said flatly.

Walking out of the office area, Saroyan led Isaac and Reid to the work area.

"Wow, I still need to swipe my card!" Isaac was very curious about everything here, "This place is bigger than I imagined, and the ventilation is also very good. I didn't smell any unpleasant smell."

"Like?" Saroyan asked.

"The smell of carrion," Isaac said. "I just stood there for a while yesterday, and I got that smell on my body. I must admit that my respect for forensics has increased by thirty percent since then. They are really It's not easy."

Saroyan laughed, "As a forensic doctor, I'm glad to hear that..."

"Hey, why aren't you wearing a lab coat?" A somewhat rigid voice came.

Reid was at a loss.

Dr. Brenna's photo is printed on her published book, and he has long recognized that the person talking to him is the author he likes very much.However, before he could figure out how to greet him, he was questioned first.

I'm obviously a profiler, why do everyone think I should have something to do with the lab?

"Cam, didn't you tell him the laboratory rules?" Dr. Brenna had already turned to Dr. Saroyan.

"Dr. Reid is not Jefferson's new intern, he is a collaborator who wants to solve this plaster jar case with us." Saroyan introduced again, "This is Dr. Reid, from BAU, a profiler. And Agent Costa, he's a consultant to the BAU."

"So, one Sweets is not enough, there are more doubles?" Brenna didn't stop busy, "Cam, are you really not considering recruiting graduate students? MissWick was late this morning, I don't think a person has no sense of time of……"

"Sorry! I'm late!" A young lady who seemed a bit rash walked over quickly, buttoning the buttons on her white coat while walking, "Lance was frightened last night, I comforted him all night, but he ended up today I didn't have the strength to get up for a long time and had to ask for leave. I was planning to have another dream tryst with him, but I still came. "

"Very good, clean these bones, MissWick." Brenna stopped Daisy's babbling with one sentence, "Also, Dr. Reid, you've been looking at me, why?"

"I was wondering if I could get an autograph. I didn't know I was going to visit you until after work, so I could only buy a book temporarily in a bookstore on the roadside." Reid pursed his lower lip, and took a book from his satchel Take out the book, "I am your loyal book fan, and I have read and collected every book of yours. The content and thinking in the book are rational and objective, which is very rare. Also, I also saw your The book will be filmed, and I look forward to using your mind to conquer the audience in front of the big screen."

"Um, oh, where do you want to sign?" Brenna asked, taking off her gloves.

"Here!" Reid flipped the book to the title page.

"OK, send it to my most loyal reader Dr. Reid, may your wisdom and insight last forever." Brenna signed her name on the last line very chicly. "Would you like to visit our lab and see real bones for yourself?"

"Of course, I'd love to." Of course Reid would not refuse.

Two of the previous four corpses had been cleaned up, and the two skeletons were placed on the test bench cleanly, not as hideous and disgusting as when they were mixed with flesh and blood before.

"I now believe that bones are cute," Isaac murmured.If the plaster covered the skeleton, even if it cracked, maybe he would regard it as a means of preservation after the eminent monk passed away.

"Male, in his early twenties, of Mongolian race, with multiple fractures, old injuries, new injuries, and some post-mortem injuries." After making a judgment on one of the skeletons, Reid walked to another Before the skeleton, "female, early twenties, white, also with multiple fractures...Isaac, the victim appears to have suffered long-term abuse."

"Look, it's never my fault for thinking of him as an intern at first, he's capable of that," Brenna said to Saroyan.

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The progress on Booth's side was faster than he expected. The body of the fifth victim who was guessed before was found by a scavenger. At that time, he was grabbing the policeman's sleeve like a repeater and making promises over and over again——

"I swear I will never do such a thing for nothing again. I will work hard, and then I will walk into the mall with my wages openly. Are the goods in the mall guaranteed? They will never be like this, actually inside the plaster statue Mixed with private goods..."

"Good idea." The policeman who was caught by his sleeves could only answer him in this way, "If you shop in a mall, your legitimate rights and interests can be protected. Even if it happens to you unfortunately again, you can still take them to court , to obtain mental damage fees."

Booth who witnessed all this: "..."