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

"Could it be Vincent Jeremiah? The link that connects these people is him." Isaac pressed the doorknob, "Maybe you should ask him, ask him if there is any enemy who wants to kill him, hate him The guy who hated the jurors who gave him a not guilty verdict. Wow, that guy must hate him."

After speaking, he turned the handle and walked into the reception room. Sweets seemed to take his joke seriously, shaking his head for a moment before realizing it.

"That is to say, there are still five names on the death list?" Isaac just heard Booth's last words when he entered.

"That's true." This is one of the reasons Booth called the remaining jurors. "I hope everyone will take this matter seriously and accept the surveillance protection provided by the FBI."

Five of the twelve jurors died, which was just five slaps in the face.If this matter is not properly resolved, then once the public knows that the list of jurors that should have been kept strictly confidential without any possibility of leaking out, the jurors will be retaliated — that will be a great joy.

What can a juror do?

They can decide whether everyone standing in the dock is guilty or innocent, once the list is leaked in advance...

A few years ago, there was a guy in England who did just that, and made Sherlock feel bad.That person held a list, threatened or lured the above people over the phone, and successfully cleared himself.

That person is Moriarty.

But given his name and what he's done, it doesn't seem so surprising that it happened to him.

But in short, not everyone is Moriarty, and the leak of the jury list is only a small probability event.However, as long as something with a small probability happens, and people with ulterior motives take advantage of it, it will ferment into a big event.

The current situation is that the tragedy has already happened, but everyone hopes that the tragedy will only end here, and it can only end here.

Caroline realized the seriousness of this matter as soon as she knew about it. The chubby lady took a very long time to face this time. She went to the court and applied for the written record of the trial and Vote selection, before going to Booth, also made some emphasis.

There is only one central idea, that is, there should be no more death events.

"Surveillance protection? Do I need it too? I mean, I voted no." The nervous man started to gnaw his nails on the other hand. After speaking, he noticed that everyone's attention was distracted. After standing behind him, he also turned his head to look at it. He was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Ah, you're here too! Did you vote for or against?"

"You don't seem very worried?" Isaac reacted playfully to this attitude.

"The opposition should be safe... ah!" Before the man could finish his sentence, he was punched by another supporter on one side.After being notified of this kind of news, knowing that he might be on some death list, no one can relax. At this time, a minority is likely to escape, but this person is still in front of him. Show off, what else is this kind of person other than looking for a fight?

No one wants to be beaten up, and a little chaos is about to ensue if Booth doesn't stop it.

Isaac also helped a little, after all, you can't expect the polite Sweets to suddenly turn into a force.It was also because of this subtle difference in positions that people who were angry because of fear noticed his difference.

"Why is your pass different from ours?" A woman held her own pass on her collar. There was no specific name on it, only a capital yellow V letter, which represented that it was a visitor-only pass.

"Because I work here." Isaac also explained kindly.

This answer was like stabbing a hornet's nest. Isaac didn't expect that under such circumstances, his identity would become so authoritative, which made those people immediately change their positions and start thinking about it.

"Vincent Jeremiah is guilty! That's why he deceived those who thought he was innocent to be angered and put on the death list!" This conclusion is logically correct, but it is a bit difficult for Issac to accept.

"I didn't say that Vincent Jeremiah was guilty." Issac firmly denied this. "I just don't think the existing evidence is enough to acquit him."

"Does it make a difference?"

Isaac told them with a straight face, yes, and the difference is very big.

After he and the others were sent away, Isaac felt a little tired for a rare occasion.

"Next time you can call people one by one." Isaac advised Booth sincerely, "Don't call a group of people all at once, it's too messy."

"Before you came, I made this decision." Booth said, "Although I'm not sure, whether such a large-scale case will happen in the future."

Isaac thought about it carefully, "It's better not to let this kind of case happen again."

"So, you attended that trial." After a while, Booth asked, "Did you find anything wrong in it?"

Isaac shook his head. "Nothing special except that it was my first trial as a juror."

"And you voted no," Booth pointed out.

"The defendant's defense lawyer, how should I put it..." Isaac recalled, "His words were a bit routine. When presenting the case, he avoided the important and ignored the minor. He played the emotional card and replaced the law with sensationalism. In fact, the key points were all blurred."

"He is a lawyer and has an obligation to protect the rights of his employers." Sweets said a fair word, "although sometimes, the rights of employers are contrary to the values ​​of the public."

"I know." Issac has a family background for this, "so I don't think he's fully stated, so I'm a little skeptical of the known evidence presented. I'm not voting against it because I think Vincent Jeremiah is guilty, but I think this case needs more investigation and more evidence to be presented."

"But there's only one other person who thinks like you," Booth said.

Isaac shrugged, "It can't be helped, there are always so many emotional people, which makes me wonder if I'm too cold-blooded, and I don't want to let go of a young man who suffered from misfortune since childhood."

"You're just sane enough," Sweets mused, "but not everyone else."

"What do you mean?" Booth looked up, and Sweets' behavior made him think he might gain something.

"GlenTrollpoe, he also voted against it," Sweets said. "He's been biting his nails since he came. Is he really that nervous? Or, he's so nervous that he can only use small movements to cover up his emotions."

"Isn't it? Do you think he killed someone because others didn't agree with him?" Issac shook his head, "If that's the case, what about the information on the bones? 'YOUARERIGHT', he carved these three words on the bones of the deceased What is the meaning of a word? It can't be 'Oh, congratulations, you got it right, so go to God'? If he wants to prove his right by killing people who don't choose the same as him, the word he should engrave Shouldn't it be 'IAMRIGHT'?"

"You reminded me!" Booth suddenly remembered something, "About the leak of the jury list, could it be that it was not obtained through illegal means at all, but that the murderer himself was one of them? Worst Been in court and met all the jurors."

"If it's the former, we did introduce ourselves in the room before the court trial started, and we got to know each other a little bit better." Issac said, "If it's the latter, the clerk in the courtroom is the most suspected."

"Wait!" Sweets asked puzzled, "If you introduced yourself in the first place, why are they so surprised by your FBI identity?"

"Um." Isaac touched his nose with a rare guilty conscience, "I was afraid that my occupation would affect their judgment, so I didn't mention the identity of the FBI."

"Then what are you talking about?" Sweets asked curiously.

"Students in law school," Isaac replied. "There was an old woman who wanted to introduce her daughter to me, but after I voted no, she said I had no sympathy and never mentioned it again." thing."

"A student?" Sweets raised an eyebrow.

"Who would think less degrees?" Isaac said disapprovingly.He once discussed with Reid how to obtain more degrees with the least amount of effort, but Reid's experience did not work for him, and he could only start from the place he is most familiar with.

At least, things like family background should be used.

The three discussed for a while, and Booth decided to talk to Glen Trollpoe again to see if he was a lamb or a wolf in sheep's clothing. Isaac offered to take a look at the body, "Maybe I can find some clues?" he said.So Sweets took Isaac to the Jefferson Institute.

"Why does Booth have such a weird expression?" Isaac was sure he saw the sneer on Booth's face.

"He didn't laugh at you." As a profiler, Sweets' observation ability should not be underestimated. "He just thinks that there is no clue in Jefferson that Dr. Brennan can't find."

Isaac rolled his eyes, speechless.

However, he soon regretted his previous decision.Looking at the bones placed on the table, he looked confused, "Where's the corpse?"

Sweets twirled his fingers, "I thought you should have had a hunch that the corpses on Jefferson's side would be cleaned up soon, leaving only the bones."

"But I heard that the newly discovered fifth body is very fresh, not decomposed to the point where we can only find evidence from the bones." Issac stared at the white bones, which was a bit out of his ability, "The body on him Where's the meat?"

"You can ask Cam." Dr. Brennan looked at a bone indifferently. "She is a forensic doctor. With her, you can not only see the flesh, but also the internal organs, brain, eyes..."

Isaac had never felt so unfriendly here at the Jefferson Institute.

Want to see a pile of rotten meat with no bones to support it?He hesitated deeply.