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

Isaac has been working for so many years, and the first time he encountered the situation of being bribed, his first feeling was not anger, but indescribably funny.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Isaac looked at Tom with a different look.

He has never seen such an employee who deceives his employer. Isaac believes that Scripps is innocent, but Tom's performance makes him feel that Scripps is the murderer behind the scenes.Given that Tom works for Scripps, the credibility of his statement is not generally high.

Now it's Isaac's turn to suspect Tom is the real culprit and to use Scripps' name to smooth the matter over.

However, this simply doesn't make sense.It's not that he hasn't seen the situation where Scripps and Tom get along, that is a very normal relationship between superiors and subordinates, black and white, without a little pink.

"We can't let this get out," Tom said very seriously.

"Why didn't you rush to Scripps?" Isaac asked an irrelevant question.

Scripps cursed in his heart, Isaac's current appearance reminded him of a person he met when he was serving in the army, he looked gentle, but he was a bad boy.It's not easy to win over such people, and once they feel dissatisfied, it's very easy to drag them back.

"Boss will be fine. Besides, I just came here not long ago, and you came just as soon as the body was found." Tom explained patiently.

"How do you know he's going to be okay?" Isaac didn't let it go, "In his bed, there's a dead body, and he's gone..." He paused, "So you think he did it gone?"

Tom didn't take this question to heart, but heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, although this person had a different position from his own, he was obviously on the side of the boss, so there was room for manipulation, "You probably don't Knowing the security measures in this room, I can tell you that except for the boss who can bring people in, anyone else who wants to enter will set off the alarm."

"Isn't it a room card?" Isaac asked.

"I can't explain it in too much detail. In short, you need more than just a room card." Tom said, as the captain of the security team on the ship, he knew more about the ship than I did Scripps, and he knew how safe Scripps' room was. , it is absolutely impossible for outsiders to break in silently.What's more, he had checked every room in this suite long ago. Even in the master bedroom, there was nothing wrong except the puddle on the bed.

Therefore, from the very beginning, he ruled out outsiders committing crimes.As far as he knew, there were only two people here last night.Now, with one person dead and one missing, all he wants to do is to find the boss who may be frightened and suppress what happened here.

And now, he probably knows the whereabouts of his boss.

"Aren't you afraid that the murderer first took Scripps hostage, and then took him away?" Isaac was curious about where his confidence came from.

"But he's with you now, isn't he?" Tom said, finally feeling like he had the upper hand and had more information.At least, he knew that the boss was wearing an electronic bracelet that could monitor his physical condition 24 hours a day. If he was really hurt, he would have sent a warning signal long ago.

"It's just what you said, and I didn't admit it." After seeing Tom's face change, Isaac revealed the answer with satisfaction, "However, you're not wrong."

"What are you going to do?" Tom asked hastily, watching Isaac walk towards the house.

Just look at the dead body. ' whispered Isaac.

Tom stood by the door, watching Isaac standing in front of the bed doing nothing, just staring at the dead body inexplicably, when he began to suspect that there was something wrong with this man, Isaac finally finished.

"Close the door, you and I will meet Scripps," Isaac said.

Tom rolled his eyes: The guy who pretends to be a ghost!

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Scripps rubbed the blood-stained skin hard, not stopping until the skin was red and painful.The room was very quiet, and Scripps remembered that Isaac had just left, and a sense of uneasiness hit him all of a sudden, and then he saw Reid sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Although this did not bring him much sense of security, it finally made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Am I in danger?" Scripps calmed down a little.

"I don't know." Reid stopped reading, the open book resting on his lap.

"Based on your experience, can you guess what's going to happen next?" Scripps didn't give up.

"If the murderer's target is you, but the people who died these two times were only people related to you, and you were only frightened rather than hurt..." Reid pondered, a thought rose in his mind.

"He's trying to scare me and keep me on edge?" Scripps couldn't help but cry out. "That bloody scum wants to torture me psychologically!"

"I don't think so," Reid retorted. "On the contrary, I think it's a sign that he values ​​you."

"Huh?" Scripps said that he was no longer quite sure what the word 'important' meant.

"There are too few clues now, let's wait for Isaac to come back." Reid glanced at Scripps and made a decision.Whether his guesses were correct or not for now, Scripps was under a lot of pressure right now, and he wasn't one of his colleagues who had already forged a steel frame and a strong heart.

"Isaac's going to take care of it, eh?" Scripps wanted more confidence from Reid.

"If there was only one murder case." Reid didn't hide it, "but now there is a second case, and the suspect is still you. If Isaac continues to manage it, both you and him will be in trouble."

"What do you mean?" Scripps seemed to be thrown a bucket of cold water. "I know there is a principle of avoidance, but we are not related... Do you think someone will use my relationship with Isaac to question the fairness of the results of the case?"

Scripps quickly drew out a relationship line in his mind: he was innocent——Isaac believed in himself—solved the case and found out the real culprit—recovered his innocence—challenged by the court—void the evidence and overturned it all over again.

Scripps suddenly realized that this situation is entirely possible, because there must be someone in the family who is willing to be involved in the whirlpool of litigation.

Reid is thinking about another point, "We don't know who the murderer is, but he has not been caught yet, which proves that he is a cautious person with a high IQ. Even if he is finally convicted, he will be punished before going to court He hired a lawyer. Although we know that the lawyers are mostly going through the motions, other possibilities cannot be ruled out."

For example, the murderer's eloquence persuaded the lawyer to portray himself as an innocent scapegoat; or, the ambitious lawyer discovered the hot spot of the case and deliberately created a gimmick to exonerate the murderer and make himself famous.

No matter what kind of lawyer, Reid has seen it.But he didn't know that Scripps had magnified the situation a hundredfold in an instant.

"So, it's best for Isaac not to touch those things." Scripps understood Reid's meaning, and was anxious, "But Isaac's already passed!"

"He wouldn't have made such an obvious mistake," Reid said. "However, with a day and a half before landing, we should worry about how to convince others that the evidence is not fabricated."

Scripps is the owner of the ship, and all the staff on the ship work for him. The people invited to the ship are his friends, and some of them have criminal investigation skills... It is too easy to make conspiracy theories.

"If there's law enforcement on board..." Scripps began to think about the solution.

"Unless that person has no interest with you." Reid flatly vetoed it.

"Do you have someone trustworthy to introduce me to?" Scripps quickly made a decision, "I can open up the relationship and let them fly directly."

So what if you can't reach the shore, wouldn't it be good to just drop people over?

This method is simple and crude, but it is not impossible.But Reid still hesitated, "The people I know and trust are all in BAU, but Isaac and I are both from BAU."

"So, no?" Scripps looked at Reid.

"It's not impossible, but they are dealing with another case now, and they can't do it at all." Reid said truthfully. "But you can ask Isaac for his opinion. He has a lot of acquaintances."

"Ask me what? What acquaintance?" As soon as Isaac came in, he heard Reid's words.

"What's the catch?" Scripps asked impatiently.

"I'm still hesitating." Isaac watched Tom come in, closed the door, and looked at Scripps with folded arms.

"Why are you hesitating?" Scripps suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Should I contact the plane directly to send you away, or let the security personnel protect you 24 hours a day." Isaac said seriously.

Scripps was a little confused, how bad is this?

"The murderer came after Scripps?" Although it was a question, Reid's expression clearly believed Isaac.

"Yeah, it's the same person who killed Wood before." Isaac said, looking at Scripps without words. "Although this is not good news, I still hope you can accept that the murderer is after you."

"Where's the evidence?" Scripps' pale cheeks flushed suddenly, but his eyes were sharp.

"First of all, you have previously admitted that both of these victims had contact with you. Wood just had a drink with you and had a good chat. Normally, this is nothing, but he became the first A victim." Isaac analyzed, "During this period, the murderer should be around you, and something must have happened to stimulate him and make him want to kill."

"It was just a normal chat." Scripps wanted to curse out loud, but held back, "I don't think there's anything out of the ordinary in it, chatting about clowns, chatting about miscellaneous notes, chatting about the magnificent sea outside, and There’s nothing out of the ordinary about a fully functional ship that you’ll want to linger on.”

"The problem may be that you have a good chat." Reid suddenly remembered something, "Issac, do you remember Wenger?"

Of course Isaac remembers that Wenger was a volunteer who enjoyed helping others, but was shot while on a date with his girlfriend in the park. His girlfriend was killed and Wenger was seriously injured.The shooter was a woman Wenger had helped.For that lady, when Wenger helped her, they fell in love. A smile is a confession, a handshake is a flirt, and a shoulder pat is a love. In fact, until she found out that Wenger had a girlfriend.

The anger of being betrayed made her lose her mind, which eventually led to a tragedy.

When recording the statement, because of the inconsistencies in the two statements, the police once believed that Wenger was a scumbag who played with women, but it was not until the end of the investigation that he was innocent.In this world, there is a disease called I think we are in love.