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

"Where were the people in the court at that time? Including judges, clerks, bailiffs, public prosecutors, lawyers, witnesses and defendants, have their alibi been confirmed?" Issac wiped out all the people who appeared in court at that time. up.

"Do you know how difficult it would be to check everyone?" Booth thought he was a tough guy, but couldn't help scratching his head at this moment, "Caroline will definitely go crazy."

"It's all for Case. If the previously speculated range of victims is correct, there are still five potential victims on the list." Isaac doesn't need to do this, so there is no psychological burden to come up with an idea, "I think, Whether it's Caroline or those guys, they'll understand."

Booth's expression was relaxed, "Of course, it's better if someone doesn't cooperate, at least if this is the case, a suspected suspect will appear."

"It could also be someone who has done other bad things that have nothing to do with Case." Even so, Booth has decided to just do it, "Sweets, let's go."

"Are you willing to take me on a field trip?" Sweets was pleasantly surprised.

"It's not outside work, I just need you to use the psychological method to see if anyone is lying." Booth's shoulders are under a lot of pressure. If it was when he first cooperated with Sweets, he would think the same as Dr. Brennan Sweets is a figure like a magic stick, but times have changed, and he has to admit that it is not completely rich and no place to spend such a career in the bureau.

"Maybe we will meet the suspect and stage a big chase." Sweets said that dreams are always necessary, and when will it come true?

"I've been in the bureau for so many years, but I've never seen a clerk like you transfer to the field." Booth has always hit Sweets mercilessly in this regard.

"That's because you must not know Dr. Reid." Sweets said unconvinced, "When he first joined the FBI, he failed every assessment and needed an extra green light, but now who says he is not a field agent."

Hearing the familiar name, Isaac couldn't help coughing. He had no idea that Reid would also be an inspirational figure one day.

When returning home at night, Isaac couldn't help sighing to Reid, "I didn't expect you to become a role model senior now."

No wonder Sweets' attitude has been so positive, so it is because there are already successful precedents?But did he know that Reid was able to make an exception because he was covered by Gideon at the beginning, and Sweets himself, Booth, who could be his umbrella, was against it from the very beginning, let alone helping out, not holding back alright.

"What?" Reid was reading a book, but raised his head when he heard Isaac's words.The old-fashioned glasses that could cover half of his face slipped off the bridge of his nose, and he pushed them back on again.

"Sometimes in our team, the profiler Sweets who is seconded, he seems to see some kind of hope in you, and he has been working tirelessly to become a field agent." Isaac walked over and turned two pages Reid read Book, "The Origin and Development of the Cowboy? When did you become interested in this?"

"That's good. Wisdom is strong enough, but force is more deterrent." Reid closed the book, "As for why I read this..." Reid scratched his head, his hair was already looking swollen from just washing and drying. The extra fluffy curly hair made it even more messy, "The cowboy competition you plan to participate in, there should be a quiz in it?"

Isaac was silent for a moment, "I'm not sure."

"I think there will be." Reid didn't care about Issac's hesitation, "Why would those old cowboys hold such a contest, because the cowboy culture is gradually declining, and the large-scale popularization of industrial mechanization has replaced most of the jobs of cowboys. That amazing skill becomes dispensable. It's not acceptable for the old cowboys who carry on the tradition, so that's the basic reason for the birth of this kind of competition. They have a competition to show their skills , so that more people pay attention to the cowboy culture again, but this is not comprehensive, it is just a display, to make people really pay attention to understand the identity, what is needed is a kind of cultural attraction and resonance... "

"But what does that have to do with quizzes?" Isaac didn't think his comprehension was poor, but he couldn't keep up with Reid's train of thought.

"Well, you can imagine if there were tourists who were really attracted to the cowboy culture, they wanted to know more about it, but it's one thing to have technology, and those cowboys, especially the old ones, were actually remembering their youth I am afraid that it is not easy to get them to say some theoretical things. And this also sends out a signal that even the cowboys themselves do not understand the cowboy culture so well, how can you force outsiders to understand it? Do you understand? It’s like a salesman who keeps showing customers how good the product is, but he can’t even show the specific parameters, who will trust him?”

"And then?" Isaac instinctively felt that Reid seemed to be laying the groundwork for something.

"So I sent an email to the official mailbox left by the organizer of this year's cowboy competition on the webpage." Reid said, "I made this suggestion, and the person in charge probably thought my words were very offensive. It makes sense, so I replied to the email and said that my suggestion was accepted. In this competition venue, not only will there be some popular science corners about cowboy culture, but it will also be added to the competition.”

"Although it is a bit too arbitrary to say that cowboys are uneducated, I seem to have foreseen how many complaints this newly added item will receive." Answering questions while competing will drive people crazy, right?Must drive people crazy, right?

"I don't know which items will be added, but I think the person in charge should have an idea of ​​the overall level, and the difficulty will not be very great." Reid said, "If they are smart enough, they will maintain the difficulty at a level that will make the difficulty more difficult." People use their brains, but only to the extent that they use their brains, it will not affect the overall process of the game, and it will add fun."

"Sounds like you're disappointed." Isaac suppressed a smile.

"This is already better than expected." Reid glanced at Issac sadly, "If you hadn't insisted on dragging me into the two-person project and set an ambitious goal, I wouldn't have to think of ways to make my grades look better It’s best to add a project of my advantage to the competition.”

"I am very touched by the compromise and hard work you have made for my dream." Isaac said sincerely.

This sentence definitely comes from his sincerity. If Reid wants to refuse, he actually has countless ways. Even, as long as he clearly shows his resistance, Isaac will not force him to participate.But Reid did not. Although he remained pessimistic about his results, he still worked hard, and even played a little tricky to make his results look better.

It's just too cute.

"I can't help it. I'm two years older than you, so I can only play with you." Reid looked helpless and helpless.

"Play with me?" Isaac couldn't help raising his voice.

"Well, it's not to play with you, it's to coax you to play." Reid said, "It's getting less and less cute. You used to call me brother."

Isaac: If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have been molested. It’s not a good experience to be turned out and silenced.

"I can call it that now if you like." Just kidding, how could Reid be Isaac's match when it comes to thick skin.

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The next day, Issac met Vincent Jeremiah in the hallway after completing a psychological assessment in the morning of an agent who had been recuperating for two months due to injury and was about to return to duty. Within a year, he seemed to have faded. When I was immature, my hair was shaved very short, leaving only a thin layer attached to my scalp.It seems that the flowers in the greenhouse have turned into grass in the wild, full of vigorous vitality.

"Hey, Booth." Isaac greeted Booth who was beside Vincent Jeremiah, "Is everything going well?"

"We narrowed down the range of suspects again." Although Booth said that, only he knew the specific situation. The range of suspects was indeed narrowed down, but there was no progress at all.Now, he can only pin his hopes on Vincent Jeremiah to see if he can provide new clues.

Isaac nodded, he was not responsible for this case, and he just asked a question casually, and didn't care much about the answer he got.

Vincent Jeremiah suddenly said, "Are you also a juror that day?" He looked a little uncertain, "You look familiar."

Isaac then turned his attention to Vincent Jeremiah, "Yes, you have a good memory."

"I am very grateful to you." Vincent Jeremiah suddenly showed a shy smile. At that moment, he seemed to be that introverted boy standing helplessly in the courtroom again. "Without your support, I might fall behind." to another miserable place."

This sentence sounds okay, but Isaac never takes credit, "You thanked the wrong person, I was the one who voted no."

Vincent Jeremiah's expression immediately became bewildered, "Ah, oh, it's okay, I... I mean..."

"The evidence presented by your lawyer in court can't convince me, but since the judge has made a verdict, let's live a good life." It is not a good thing for a juror to have a relationship with the defendant, and Isaac is not in the mood to do it After exchanging greetings, seeing the boy in front of him seemed to be tearing up by his words, he also felt a little bored, so he said goodbye, "I'm going first."

There was nothing Booth could do about this kind of behavior that was similar to bullying and then slipping away. He could only comfort Vincent Jeremiah, "He speaks straighter, so don't take it to heart."

"It's okay, I understand." Vincent Jeremiah whispered, but his eyes followed Isaac's back until he turned the corner and disappeared.