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

When two diametrically opposed answers are given to the same question, which answer to trust often depends on the credibility of the person answering the question.

FBI, it's normal not to like the police, but this identity comes with credibility; and the agent?Or a Hollywood agent?Don't forget that these policemen are in charge of this area. They have dealt with the residents here too many times, and they have already known the virtues of the other side. His hard work has reduced the few truths that were originally spoken.

No amount of bastards in the FBI would lie and make fun of this kind of thing, and the professional ethics of the agents made them destined not to tell the police all about it.

The leading police officer just thought for a moment, then waved his hand, "Open the door."

The agent lady took a step back, and walked towards Isaac with some hesitation, "Did Liz really call you at noon?"

"You don't seem very surprised." Isaac didn't fight for the front seat with the police, "Can you show me the email you mentioned?"

"No problem." The woman answered Isaac's question while turning on the phone to call out the email, "I sent Liz back last night, and she said something about you. At first I thought you guys...you know, I have nothing against it, but I need to grasp this situation in time. But Liz denied it, she said, she encountered some very confusing things, and wanted to chat with you, thinking that you might be able to give her some useful advice .”

"Did she say what was bothering her?" Isaac asked in a low voice, looking the lady in the eye.

"She didn't say it, and I couldn't guess it." The agent lady shook her head, "Actually, her career is developing in a good direction, and I can't see what bothers her. She didn't Did you mention it? She seems to think you can solve this matter."

Isaac shrugged. "I'm not sure, but it seems to be about her ex-husband."

"But they've been divorced for half a year. Liz has been in a good mood because of this matter." The agent lady looked at Isaac a little weirdly, and asked tentatively, "Are you just friends? The simple kind."

"Of course, I'm married," Isaac said. "One thing I'm curious about is that Liz said he doesn't know how to rock climb. You know that, right?"

"That's right." The agent lady admitted, "This is just part of the image design, health, outdoor, and the couple's common hobbies. But this image hobby was abandoned after the divorce, there must be some changes, right?"

"So, do you think Liz can climb?" Isaac asked.

The agent lady thought for a while, then nodded, "I think she will."

"why?"

"It's not now, but it was a very difficult period before." The agent lady replied, "Liz is a little afraid of heights, but not as severe as her fear of heights. During the period when her career was not going well, her psychology also appeared. I had some problems and it was even hard to concentrate on myself, and I almost screwed up a new job because of this. I don't know how she got through it, the therapist seemed to give her a lot of helpful advice. Once she Told me that if she couldn't get out, she'd rather do something dangerous to release the stress. Succeed or die."

"It's like rock climbing." It's not surprising that when you're in a trough and surrounded by high pressure, you do something out of the ordinary that you wouldn't normally do.If LizMegan did not encounter a turning point in her career in her previous life, it is not unreasonable to do things that she would not normally do in order to overcome psychological barriers or break through inner fears driven by psychological barriers.

If it weren't for this incident, Isaac might actually believe it was an accident.

Maybe the police who handled the case thought so too?

While Isaac was wandering for a while, the first policemen who walked into the yard found that the house had been artificially cut off. After the power was restored, they walked to the door and planned to open the door with a key.

At this time, although they were vigilant in their hearts, their actions were methodical.

The door was opened and two police officers rushed in first, guns in hand, shouting LizMegan's name while standing guard.They quickly checked the first floor, and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they found no signs of intrusion and fighting, then nodded to each other to reach a tacit understanding, and prepared to move towards the second floor.

There was no one on the second floor, except that the master bedroom was a bit messy and the quilts were all on the floor.

The police went through every room and walked out.

"There is no one in the room," they reported.

Isaac, who was standing aside, suddenly became ugly.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Of course, we have checked every room." The police were a little unhappy.

"Did you find Liz's cell phone?" Isaac pointed at the cell phone. Just now, Garcia inserted a positioning software into LizMegan's cell phone system. Now, the software shows that she, at least that cell phone is still inside, although the location has changed. , the signal gets worse.

"No, maybe it fell somewhere in the corner." They were looking for someone, who cares about a mobile phone?

"Do you mind if I check again?" Isaac asked the officer.

"What if I refuse?" The tone of the officer who got nothing was not so good.

"I'm sure there are people in here. If you don't find out, then no one will know what will happen here." Isaac looked at the house with some irritability. "The FBI also has an office here, but I don't want to do it for me."

"Why are you so sure?" The officer said with a straight face, "What the hell do you know? Don't use the excuse just now to prevaricate me, a guy who can be promoted by the FBI as an image shouldn't be so stupid."

Isaac looked at him a little surprised.

"My daughter wants to join the FBI because of several reports about you. Now, tell me, you are not in the position because of a face." The officer said in a flat tone.It is natural that he can stay in this place for decades and have a stable position.

"Okay." Isaac touched his nose, "Before you guys came, I went in and took a look." He blurted out the fact that he had entered illegally, "There was someone inside, a man, and Liz was lying on the bed, in a bad condition. To abort that, I turned off the power."

"But when we went in just now, there was no one inside." The police officer tacitly forgot about some unruly behaviors, and made a decisive decision, "You and I go in and have a look again."

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Of course, such things as teleportation do not exist in reality, but it is not impossible to install a concealed elevator in a not-so-small house.Isaac is the best at finding things, but when he removes a human-sized painting on the wall, he's still awed by the little trick.

The elevator doors are hidden behind paintings in the master bedroom.

Isaac really wonders if whoever designed this has watched too many spy movies.

The police officer who came up with Isaac looked even more serious. He took out his gun and motioned to Isaac. Isaac pressed the button and waited for the elevator to go up.

Ten seconds, 30 seconds, 1 minute, 2 minutes...

There was no movement.

Then the call button lights up.

"Who's on top?" A tense male voice sounded.

"LAPD!" the officer yelled, "We've spotted you, don't hold back, let LizMegan go!"

"..." The person on the other side probably didn't expect the event to be exposed like this, and became very quiet for a while.Just when the police officer couldn't help shouting again, nervous laughter came up, "Since you have discovered it, if I don't take the opportunity to do something, I probably won't have a chance in the future."

This is absolutely correct, even if he has not had time to cause harm now, and later relies on lawyers to exonerate himself, but the opportunity lost is lost.The easy success this time was due to mental calculation and unintentional, but if the opponent is on new guard in the future, it will not be so easy to succeed.

As a quasi-psychopath, IgnatzWInifred doesn't want to weigh the pros and cons now, only knowing that the opportunity will never come again.

Confronting this kind of thing can only maintain a balance when the two sides are evenly matched. If the defender is too strong, the attacker will be helpless. If the attacker is too strong, the defender will not be far away.Unfortunately, the current situation is not good for the police.

They got the blueprint of the house, contacted the previous owners, and finally found the part about the secret elevator.The homeowner liked the master-slave game, so he made the basement very luxurious and built a secret direct elevator in the bedroom.It didn't help much, except that it was almost impossible for them to confirm that they wanted to attack.

The only way to connect the basement to the outside world is the elevator, and the control system of the elevator is on the other side of the basement.In other words, they can only respond to each other's requests, and the other party can ignore them, unless they can completely ignore LizMegan's situation.

But if nothing is done, LizMegan's situation will not get better.

Isaac decided to do it again.

"Turn off the power?" the police officer thought about the suggestion. "If there is no power, there shouldn't be any light below. No one can bear this, but we can't guarantee whether it will further aggravate the suspect's behavior and make the suspect's behavior worse." He completely lost his mind."

"I agree to provoke him further, but in a softer way." Isaac will not make the same mistake. He thought that cutting off the power would cut off the so-called live broadcast over there and disrupt the rhythm of IgnatzWInifred, but in fact, this strategy Only suitable for desktop computers, laptops have backup batteries. "I plan to block the network signal."

In short, the purpose is to interrupt the live broadcast and disrupt the rhythm.

And it worked.

IgnatzWInifred has been preparing for this day for so long, and every step has been accurately calculated. Although an accident was discovered in advance, it cannot shake his determination. On the contrary, it makes him more determined to carry out the next plan perfectly. .

But now, a key step has been taken away, and his audience is gone.

This step was not that important, but it became necessary after LizMegan provoked him.And when the indispensable link disappeared, he actually felt a little helpless about the next steps.

"I need an audience." IgnatzWInifred muttered softly, and then put forward the conditions grandly, "Maybe you can send someone down first to make sure Grace is safe, and bring water and food."

In the mind of the police, this sentence represented a certain degree of compromise and wavering, but Isaac tensed his nerves.

"We'll send someone down immediately," said the old police officer standing next to Isaac.

"No, I don't want your people, I want to appoint someone." IgnatzWInifred looked at Liz Megan who was unconscious as if showing off, "I want the person waiting at the door today, I want him to come down."

"But he..." The old police officer was interrupted by Isaac before he could finish his sentence.

"No, I don't think it's a good idea. I'm just a lawyer, and it's none of my business..." The voice was panicked, especially greedy for life and afraid of death.

The old police officer's eyes widened.

IgnatzW Inifred's nervous laugh was more pleasant, "That's a good idea, you and Grace are on good terms, aren't you? You call her Grace, don't you?"

The anxiety caused by the interruption of the live broadcast just because there was no network signal disappeared in an instant. IgnatzWInifred looked at LizMegan very happily. He liked this kind of drama of betrayal. He had to let Grace know that in this world, only he He is the only one who loves her and will not leave her because of those external factors.

It's a pity that she couldn't help the temptation, and the one who made trouble for no reason and wanted to leave was her.

Really bad eyesight. IgnatzW Inifred listened to the voice of bargaining coming from the microphone, suddenly became in a bad mood, and kicked the wall hard.