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

With the phone in his hand, Kiven frowned unconsciously.

As Isaac's father, he knew his son very well, and it was this understanding that gave him an uneasy premonition.It's the tone Isaac always starts with when he wants to make an idea that he doesn't think will pass in front of his family.

—Will you be proud of me?

——Will you be proud of me?

—I am proud of you.

Then, according to the different types of things required, choose one of these three beginnings. First, praise, and then praise first or restrain first, it all depends on the quality of the situation.

But this time, after the familiar beginning, the series of examples made Kiven feel uneasy.Of course he wouldn't think that Isaac did these things, but he knew in his heart that Isaac must have encountered something related to this.

Isaac is a good son who seldom worries people. It doesn't mean that he won't cause troubles, but he has the ability to smooth out the troubles he caused.Once there is something that he can't settle, it means that things have become serious. Kiven doesn't want to think about those unpleasant memories, but summing up the accidents that happened to Isaac from childhood to adulthood, those accidents are all related to life.

At that moment, Kiven thought a lot in his mind.

He kept calm, questioned and answered with Isaac until Isaac said the last sentence——

"A person who has nothing to do with you, because he felt that being a child hurt the reputation of the parents, so he cleaned him out."

For some reason, Kiven suddenly looked at Bill who was driving, and a guess that even he couldn't believe came to his mind.He remembers the speculation about the ABC killer in the police station, which made him find an excuse to use a bunch of codes to trap Isaac at home.However, Isaac is clearly in the UK now, is that killer really so persistent that he doesn't hesitate to commit crimes across borders?

If things are really as he guessed, is Isaac in danger at this time?

Kiven had doubts one after another, but his voice was calm.At least, when the first two people had an accident, they didn't have the opportunity to make this call. If Isaac's situation is really what he imagined, it proves that he still has the initiative at this time.And what he has to do at this time is to cooperate.

"Clean?" he asked. "Is that what I mean, Isaac?"

"uh-huh."

"I guess you know what is called first-degree murder." Kiven took a deep breath, "The cause is not important, what matters is the result. No matter what the cause is, the damage caused is irreversible. And," Kiven paused Don, "Don't believe those seemingly righteous reasons, they are just excuses for cowards."

"A coward?" Isaac didn't communicate with Kiven in advance, he just felt that Kiven's stabbing effect was much better than his own, and he didn't expect to get such an answer.But looking at Jack London's unbearable trembling, he suddenly felt that this answer was also good.

"Cowardly people are played by the rules, ordinary people follow the rules, smart people use the rules, and the great people at the top make the rules." Kiven said, "I don't know who the person with that idea is, but only because he has With this kind of thinking, it can be seen that he is just a cowardly and incompetent wretch. No matter how many reasons he finds out, the essence is because he believes that he is weak in his heart. In his own rules, he deludes himself into thinking that he is at the top and has the right to judge and decide the fate of others. But this is just an illusion, once it collides with reality, it will be as fragile as a bubble. "

"It sounds like a cult, the kind that lives in its own world for self-entertainment and mental paralysis." Although Isaac was speaking to Kiven, his eyes were on Jack London.

"Don't underestimate cults, they are top-notch in brainwashing, you have to be careful." Speaking of this, Kiven became even more worried.

"Ha, no one can brainwash me yet." Isaac thought that he was the only one who fooled others. How could he be brainwashed with such a strong will. JackLondon was already sluggish, Issac quit as soon as he saw a good deal, so as not to irritate him too much and end badly.

Kiven who hung up the phone became more and more uneasy, and then dialed Reid's number again.

Reid is crossing his arms, looking at Garcia, JJ and Morgan together looking at the electronic menu to study the takeaway. After all, this is London, the home of the famous dark cuisine, which makes them give up other gourmet restaurants and want to challenge to the end How unpalatable it is to be famous all over the world.

Emily looked at the changing pictures of the real thing on the screen, and felt that the saying that curiosity killed the cat was damn reasonable.For her own appetite, she decided to part ways with her friends at lunch.

"Maybe this is a kind of alternative marketing to promote the development of the catering industry." Reid is not picky about food, and it's not the first time he's been to London. He really hasn't encountered dark cuisine in the true sense.In his opinion, although some foods have too many calories and are obviously not so healthy, their taste is still passable, and they are not dark dishes that make people talk about it. "As long as you have a reputation, there will be curious tourists who will try it, just like you, aren't you also keen to know how bad the dark cuisine of Great Britain is?"

"Your explanation makes our expedition a bit silly, Kid." Morgan stretched his long arms back and rumpled Reid's hair into a bird's nest before being satisfied, "But as a knight, I must satisfy the ladies' adventures." Spirit."

"Then tell me why I love you so much!" Garcia was very touched and blew a kiss to Morgan, and discussed with JJ again.

As a vegetarian, I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, Garcia had few choices, and finally chose a fruit pie. JJ ordered baked beans, and Morgan accepted Garcia's highly recommended grilled fish pie, although the fish on it looked dead.

Morgan felt that a good friend should know how to share, so he stretched out his claws to Reid, "Kid, don't you want a share?"

"Well, I want a fish and chips." Reid chose the most common and acceptable fast food.

"That's too common, you should try their specialty when you come to England..." Morgan tried to recommend his grilled fish pie, "Look at this, don't you find it very tempting, and want to bite down?"

"Fish and chips are the most representative food in Britain." Reid corrected, "And, this grilled fish party doesn't look attractive to me at all."

Morgan thought for a while, then compromised, "OK, then why don't you order a copy for Isaac, he will be happy to try it."

Reid refused without thinking, "Isaac has already tried it, and this pie doesn't suit his taste at all."

"Then how about giving him an eel jelly?" Garcia called up another picture, the food on it looked crystal clear and very tempting," David Beckham, a big football star and heartthrob, recommends the freshest freshly salvaged food. The eels that come out are boiled with only a small amount of natural spices, low-salt, healthy, low-calorie, and retain the nutrients inside to the greatest extent..."

"This photo is too seriously photoshopped, it reminds me of false advertising." Reid pointed out very seriously.

"It doesn't matter, Spence." JJ interjected, "Issac doesn't like football very much? Wouldn't it be too incompetent not to try what your idol likes?"

JJ's words made Reid hesitate a bit, Isaac really liked Beckham for a while.

Seeing that Reid is shaken, Rossi, who has been staying out of the matter, is being targeted again.

"Don't look at me." Rossi's expression was calm, "As a qualified Italian descendant, I refuse to use British chefs to torture my Italian stomach. You can enjoy British food as much as you want, I have booked a Michelin restaurant. In order to thank Emily for her perseverance, I hope to invite her to enjoy this delicious meal."

"..." Evil local tyrant!

Emily smiled smugly.

Reid snickered at Morgan's devastated expression, and the next second, his phone rang.

"Kiven?" Reid was a little surprised, "What's the matter?"

"Spencer, do you know where Isaac is?" Kiven was anxious, but his voice was still calm. "He just called me and it sounded like he was in danger."

Reid was taken aback, "What? Danger?" He quickly walked towards the observation room, saw the situation in the interrogation room through the glass, and was relieved to find that nothing had happened, "Issac is fine, he is not in danger."

"..." Kiven couldn't believe it, suspecting that this was an excuse Reid made to make him feel at ease, "Really?"

"Of course, we are all in Scotland Yard, surrounded by police, how could we be in danger." Reid confirmed again.

"That's good." Kiven began to suspect that he was making a fuss over a molehill, and he was mentally allergic. "There are too many lunatics in this world, you have to be careful." After a pause, "Is that killer still missing?"

"He's no longer a threat to Isaac," Reid said.

Kiven hangs up the phone at ease, and when he looks out of the car window, he realizes that the car has stopped at some point.

"Bill?" Kiven observed the environment outside the car, which was still far away from their destination.

"I heard your voice on the phone." Bill's voice was strangely hoarse, "That Sonofbitch got caught, didn't he?"