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

Isaac tried to put the whole thing back together.What would have happened if he hadn't said yes to Aubrey and sent that box by accident over the weekend—

He would still think that the box was a prank revenge from the flight attendant, but he knew what was inside, and the most likely thing to do was to throw the box away when he got off work.However, this is his own logical behavior, which is very different from the thinking of the person who put the thing in his office, because if he did, the whole thing would make no sense.

At least, the person behind the scenes hopes to open the box himself.Whether to create fear or chaos, the premise is that the contents of the chest are found.

As for how to open the box, according to common sense, a box suddenly appeared on my own site. Due to the sense of security brought by the FBI headquarters, no one would doubt that there would be something bad in it. , Just open the box and check it out.

If you don't check, you don't know. If you check, you will be shocked.This will definitely be a shadow that will definitely have a profound impact, if not for a lifetime.

Isaac told himself a bad joke, and continued to analyze the motives of the man who sent the box.But before that, he still needs to make a phone call.

"Garcia." Isaac called Her Majesty, "I need you to do me a favor."

"The Office of Response is ready to serve you at any time." Garcia was still working overtime, and BAU flew out of town again, which is why Isaac drove home alone.

At times like this, Garcia, who needs to be by the computer all the time to help her companions but is actually not too busy, is happy to chat with people.Otherwise, it doesn't feel good in front of the photos of the victims, in the dimly lit office.

"I want to know who has been in or out of my office this past weekend," Issac said.

"What's wrong? Are you in trouble?" Garcia startled, "Don't worry... oh wait, it's Hotch's call..."

Isaac waited for a while, but Garcia over there received a task from Hotch asking her to conduct a geographic search, she hesitated, and then switched the line back to Isaac, "Hotch told me something to do, I'll leave it to Kevin , you have his contact information."

If it was normal, Isaac would still be in the mood to tease the couple, but now, after saying thanks, he hung up the phone, and then dialed Kevin's number.Unlike his girlfriend Garcia, Kevin is also a technician working for the FBI, but his working hours are more regular than Garcia’s. Except for the days when he needs to be on duty, he is usually from [-] to [-], and he can go upstairs to see himself when he finds time girlfriend.Fortunately, today is the day he is on duty, and he hasn't come home yet.

As soon as Isaac called, Kevin's voice came over, "Garcia told me just now, I'm getting the surveillance video of that period, and I'll take screenshots of everyone who entered and left your office and send them to you .”

"Oh, thanks, buddy." Isaac breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked the surveillance camera once again that seemed to be a decoration on weekdays but could also play a role in critical times.

"So, you don't know the source of that box." The old police officer finally spoke again.

"My colleagues will find someone who does this soon." Issac's expression is naturally not happy, but it can be seen that he is trying his best to maintain his politeness and not let his tone bring out something that shouldn't exist. Anger, "Sir, thank you very much for your preliminary investigation, but I think it is best to transfer the jurisdiction of this case to the FBI."

In other places, the older the police officer is, the more stubborn he is and the more he pays attention to maintaining his authority. But this old police officer has worked in the DC Police Department all his life, and he has seen many cases of being intervened in the middle.In other words, it was precisely because this was Washington DC that, except for civil cases, no one would compete with them, any other trouble would attract other department heads. The FBI is not uncommon, and it is not uncommon for the CIA to jump out. Occasionally, the Secret Service will come to occupy the magpie's nest. Can you imagine that the Marine Corps will occasionally come to show their presence?

Therefore, the old police officer readily handed over Case since he knew that this matter could not be refused.He was retiring in a month, and before that, he didn't want anything to go wrong.not to mention--

I have to admit that there is a bit of schadenfreude in it, the FBI has lost face in this matter, and it is interesting to see them rush to make amends.

Isaac breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he breathed a sigh of relief too early, Kevin's efficiency was very fast, and a dozen screenshots were sent to his mailbox one after another. Isaac clicked on the pictures and found that they were all agents he knew. Moreover, the photos They didn't bring boxes in, not even items of similar size.The follow-up photos are still going on, and no suspicious person appears.

"That's all?" Isaac was on the phone with Kevin while signing the case transfer procedure with the old police officer.

"According to the monitoring department responsible for your angle, it's true." Although Kevin said this, his actions did not stop, "But I can try other angles now, after all, holding such a The box passed by, and it is impossible to leave no clues."

"The head in the box is not at the forensic doctor's side right now. He said that there are too many interference factors on it, and it needs to be sent to a professional place." The old police officer cooperated very well, "Is it called the Jefferson Institute or something, Our forensic doctor has always been looking forward to going there, and this time I finally have the opportunity to go there."

Isaac has already started to think about whether to let Booth join. After all, he is the one who is more familiar with Jefferson.

What Isaac didn't know was that the Jefferson Institute was in turmoil right now.

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As the old police officer said, Mr. Forensic Medicine has infinite yearning for the Jefferson Institute. There are the best colleagues, top scholars in the professional field, and various world-leading instruments. Progressives, this is their dreamland.

Therefore, the forensic doctor first contacted Dr. Hodgins whom he admired, and after explaining in detail the suspicious points he found on the head, Hodgins decided to drive back to Jefferson even though he had already driven home.

The temptation of home is great, but the temptation of bugs is even greater. As an entomologist, of course he likes bugs, not to mention he has the nickname of Dr. Bugs.

However, when Hodgins arrived at Jefferson, he found that the people inside were tense, and some even put on protective clothing.

"Hey guys, what's going on?" Hodgins swiped his card and walked in after putting on his blue overalls. "Where are my little friends?"

"Still checking." Dr. Saroyan said solemnly.

"Wow, you're trying to tell me there's another entomologist here?" Hodgins teased, finding no response, and finally realized that something was out of the question, "What the hell happened gone?"

"After get off work today, a forensic doctor from the Washington DC Police Department asked us for help, hoping that we could help determine the time of death of a head that was mailed out in a courier box." Dr. Saroyan replied.

"Yes, I know about it. He contacted me first." Hodgins looked at the head in the transparent isolation box, it was so rotten that he couldn't see its original appearance. Cleaned up, which gave him an uncomfortable feeling that his domain had been offended. "And then? Something must have happened."

"When he walked into the laboratory with the box in his arms, the alarm went off." Dr. Saroyan said quickly, "The sensor detected nuclear radiation residue, so... But there is no need to be too nervous, we did it Preliminary tests show that the radiation is basically harmless to the human body. It's more like...someone who was irradiated touched the box, so a residual amount was left on it."

"Wow, then what we are looking for is probably a lunatic who accidentally came into contact with nuclear material and died soon, so he went crazy for revenge!" Hodgins felt that the cells in the conspiracy part of his brain were about to move.

"To make matters worse, this box was sent from Hoover Building." Dr. Saroyan said, "I have contacted Booth, he will be here soon."

"Oh, it's the FBI. I've already imagined a drama about missions, responsibilities, and betrayal in my mind." Hodgins sighed, "People who are irradiated will never feel better, maybe check the attendance of the agents inside The rate will be able to lock the target."

"Good idea." Dr. Saroyan said, "But it's not our job. What we have to do now is to find out the identity of the deceased. Is Angela still here?"

"She and Dr.B went to the Wonderful Night of Divination," Hodgins replied.

"Dr. Brennan didn't refuse?"

"Comeon, the person who sent the invitation is Angela."

But apparently, no matter what 'night' it was, they had to be back to work.

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Isaac went to Quantico, and spent most of the night with Kevin, rewinding and fast-forwarding, and finally found the problem before his patience ran out.In the surveillance video they called up, 1 minute was missing out of thin air.I don’t know who did it, but that person was very cautious. When a certain 4 minutes was about to jump into 5 minutes, he changed five to six. The time is displayed in Arabic numerals. When staring at the monitor for a long time Next, it's hard to notice the change.

But on the premise that it has already been discovered, even if this surveillance disappears for 1 minute, they can still search for surveillance in other areas based on this time point. After all, this is the FBI headquarters, and no one can really come and go without a trace. trace.

Then, they found someone.

"How could it be him?" Issac, the man captured in the screenshot, is no stranger. Their offices are not far away, and they would greet each other when they saw each other in the corridor. He had grudges.

"You know him?" Kevin asked.

"He was airborne three months ago and is now in charge of financial cases," Isaac replied.

"Airborne?"

"Well, he used to work in the Secret Service."

At the same time, on Jefferson's side, Angela also completed the portrait based on the head and found the identity of the victim in the database.

"It's kind of weird that this time our victim is not a living person," she said.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, according to the data I found, this person died seven days ago, and died of illness. And according to the body donation document he signed before his death, his body should have been transferred to the Hopkins School of Medicine." Angela couldn't hide her surprise, "The murderer didn't kill anyone, he stole the body!"