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

Everyone in BAU has more or less mastered some inconspicuous but practical skills. Emily is good at reading lips, which she used to witness Gideon's marriage proposal.When Isaac jokingly brought up the game, Emily's attention was on Warren's mouth.

Without a sound, Emily spelled out a name.

When she realized the owner of the name, she had to suspect that it was Warren's malicious frame-up, or she had spelled it wrong.

How could it be him?

Isaac's lip-reading ability is not as good as Emily's, but based on the known answers, he still got the answer he wanted.This put him in a good mood, and the fingers tapping on the table couldn't help but jump for joy.

"I knew it was him." Isaac turned to Emily and said, "You can apply for a search warrant."

Warren sensed something was wrong, because when Isaac was staring at him, he was also staring at Isaac.He hadn't studied lip language, but he also clearly felt that the syllables of the name Isaac said did not match the syllables he said.

This made him both puzzled and angry, feeling that he was being played.

"You didn't guess right!" Warren yelled.The lawyer also reminded Isaac that this kind of behavior is an induced confession.

Isaac said that all his actions were in line with the procedures, and if he is not satisfied, he can apply for monitoring.Before leaving, he comforted Warren very kindly, "You don't have to worry about your test results, Hugh is in good health, and there is absolutely no disease that shouldn't be there. He just wanted to make a joke with you."

Warren looked at Isaac like he wanted to eat him alive.

"It's been a long time since I've been hated like this." After leaving the interrogation room, Isaac felt sorry for him. "To be honest, this is the right rhythm. I don't like the way it used to be at all. The people in the interrogation room look like they've been toyed and abandoned by me."

"Are you sure the monitoring is okay?" Emily was still worried.

"I can assure you that what Warren said is completely different from what I said. He wants to ask a lawyer to sue me for malicious inducement. There is no way." How could Isaac make such a mistake, "Or, if he did, it would be in our interest."

"Oh? How to say?" Rossi was curious.

Well, Isaac looked around, as if more than one person was concerned about this issue, he didn't continue to play tricks, "I'm talking about the nickname given to that person by the media, and Warren is talking about the person's real name, which can't be done Prove anything?"

"What are you talking about?" Reid asked, all the attention was on Warren, but not Isaac.

"The Chesapeake Ripper," Isaac replied, "I mentioned it before."

The Chesapeake Ripper is considered a legendary figure in the history of crime, and the police have yet to find out his true identity, let alone catch him.There have been a few CopyCats to confuse the public, but the fake ones are fake, and the real one is still at large.

Everyone who was shocked by this answer was speechless for a moment, feeling unreal.

"Hotch still not back?" Isaac asked.

"It was Jack Crawford looking for him." Morgan made a headache expression, "That one seems to be very dissatisfied with our wanting to restart the case re-examination process, and came here from Quantico, Hotch is still dealing with him."

"Where are they?"

"The drawing room next door," Morgan said. "Relax, Hotch can take care of it."

"Of course I believe him, but now that I have the suspect's name, shouldn't I report it to the officer?" Isaac coughed lightly and said solemnly.

"Of course, that's your job." Morgan automatically opened the door for him.

Isaac took a look at Morgan, who was a bit overactive, and walked out without feeling anything wrong.

Obviously, Issac wasn't the only one who felt Morgan's hospitality. Morgan met the curious eyes of his colleagues and spread his hands, "We have to rescue Hotch quickly, don't we? Issac has never lost when it comes to fallacies."

What's even better is that Isaac currently only holds the title of a consultant, and has no direct relationship with the FBI, which makes him less restrained like them when dealing with veterans in the previous game.Of course, there is another reason that Morgan will not admit. Although he is not very used to Hotch sometimes, Hotch is still his own after all, so there is no reason to be embarrassed by outsiders, right?

When Isaac pushed the door open, he clearly sensed the unfriendly atmosphere.This is completely understandable. If one day a person who has little contact with each other but has some influence suddenly comes out to point fingers at the case he has already solved and tries to do it again, his attitude will not be better than the current Jack Crawford.Not to mention that Jack Crawford himself was not in a good mood at this time, and the capable general he had single-handedly became a murder suspect, which was indeed a resounding slap in the face.

Isaac can imagine how much pressure Jack Crawford was under.

"Hotch," Isaac said, "Warren told his accomplices."

"Who is it?" Hotch perked up.It was not an easy conversation with Jack Crawford, who was also a senior he had always respected, and it would be great if Isaac interrupted at the right time to change the subject.

"Dr. Hannibal Lecter." This is what Warren said himself, and Emily and the surveillance in the interrogation room can testify.

"It's impossible!" Jack Crawford stood up a little annoyed.

"Maybe." Isaac didn't insist on him, "But even if he is an unrelated passer-by, and his name appears in the testimony, we have to verify it. Besides, Sir, Dr. Lecter has something to say about this matter. There are too many connections. The murderer's father is his client, the victim is his just-fired secretary, and it wouldn't be so incomprehensible if he had an action in it, would it?"

"Dr. Lecter is a man of noble character." Jack Crawford still suppressed his anxiety, "I trust him."

"That would be great." Isaac said without sincerity.

Emily rushed in suddenly, "Hotch! Isaac! Warren explained everything! Time, place, and details!"

"It's not nonsense?" Isaac couldn't help digging his ears, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Emily's expression is complicated, "His expression has been changing since you told him that he is not at risk of contracting the disease. I guess he is completely self-defeating, just thinking about pulling more people into the water and relieving himself He admitted to kidnapping Hugh and trying to murder him, and also admitted that another victim, Jully, was kidnapped by him, but he also emphasized that he only kidnapped her, and what happened after that had nothing to do with him, it was all Dr. Lecter did, and he was just being manipulated."

Isaac was speechless, it was all human, but he just felt that something was awkward.

But now, Jack Crawford has no objection.

Dr. Lecter ushered in the BAU for the third time in a few days, with several police cars attached to it.This large formation did not frighten Dr. Lecter, he just frowned slightly uncomfortably, looking at the menacing policemen, feeling offended.

"What happened?" he asked softly.

Jack Crawford stood silently, he shouldn't be here, but he came anyway.

"Dr. Lecter." Hotch took a step forward, "We caught Warren. He was suspected of kidnapping and murder. In one of the kidnapping cases, he confessed that you were the mastermind, and he was only manipulated by you."

Dr. Lecter couldn't help opening his eyes wide. It could be seen that he was extremely shocked by this incident, but he still tried his best to maintain his demeanor, "This is slander."

"We need your cooperation," Hotch said. "You can get a lawyer if you think it's necessary."

"Of course I will." Dr. Lecter quickly adjusted his mood, "This is a matter of my reputation."

Dr. Lecter has calmed down, he can deduce from Hotch's simple words that the accident happened to Warren.He didn't pay attention to this case. On the contrary, he used July as an excuse to know a little about the progress of the case by virtue of his internal relations in the police station.Little Warren hadn't expected him to bite him out, but it wasn't a big deal, and as a psychiatrist he knew how to invalidate the testimony, and the police would never find the most persuasive evidence. They value evidence that is decisive.

"Please believe me, this is a misunderstanding. I don't want rumors that are unfavorable to me to spread before the correct conclusion is reached." Dr. Lecter said with a half-reminder and half-warning.

"Of course not." Hotch can guarantee this.In fact, as a case investigator, more than anyone else, he hopes not to be disturbed by media and public opinion.

"Then, let's go." Dr. Lecter took off the coat hanging on the hanger, "I think you must have also applied for a search warrant, please be careful when checking, I don't want to face a blocked building when I come back." An overturned house."

With a search warrant in his pocket, Morgan wanted to let Dr. Lecter take a look before he got into the car so that he could exercise his right to inform. Morgan choked and watched Hotch take Dr. Lecter away, and he couldn't help complaining, "I hate psychiatrists , they made me feel like I had no privacy."

"I also hate profilers. They make me feel that keeping secrets is unnecessary and unnecessary." JJ complained, "Because they always see right through."

"Hey, hey, you're working with a bunch of profilers right now." Morgan pulled himself together immediately, asserting his professional dignity.

JJ shrugged, then looked at Isaac, "Where do we start?"

The police personnel have already entered first, but this does not mean that the remaining BAU can take the opportunity to fish.

"You and Morgan are in the same group, and Reid and I are in the same group, each on one floor." Isaac looked at the house that he had visited quite often, feeling a little heartbroken, "However, to be honest, I don't think I can find anything here ?”

"Your intuition?" Morgan slapped Isaac on the head, "I think women's sense of this kind of thing is more accurate."

Isaac looked at Morgan silently, and didn't fight back.

When this matter is resolved, when we return to Quantico, when we get to the fighting room...

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Isaac felt that he was not a gentleman, but he could still endure it for a few days.

This time the search was conducted not only by humans, but also by police dogs, but the effect was minimal. Jully has been here for so long that it's not surprising that some traces are left. Isaac also made a special trip to the kitchen and took a deep breath while standing in front of the refrigerator.

"What are you looking at?" Reid asked after Isaac and the dog parted ways.

"I suddenly remembered Sherlock." Isaac said this suddenly.

"What?" Reid was puzzled, "What does this have to do with Sherlock?"

"I opened his refrigerator, and a person's head was facing me." It's really hard to say when things like psychological shadows will come out.

"Shall I help you take a look first?" Reid asked.

Isaac twitched his lips, "Don't make me sound like a coward."

He opened the door of the refrigerator, and a cold breath came over his face.

There is nothing in it that shouldn't be there.

"It seems that Dr. Lecter's diet is very healthy." The ingredients in the refrigerator are very fresh, and some of them haven't even lost the price tags. Looking at the dates on them, they are all from the same day.

At this time, a police dog barked. Isaac closed the refrigerator and raked his hair. "Mrs. Jully is such a hardworking person. She left traces all over the house." However, he still wanted to check where the police dogs pointed.

A room that is not too big in the corner, probably seldom visited by people, and it is fairly clean, nothing out of the ordinary.

In the end, they were doomed to return without success.

"You have a good relationship with the owner of this house?" A searcher at the door chatted with Isaac while waiting for the line to be collected.

"Huh?" Isaac asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"

"We didn't find anything that shouldn't be there. Doesn't that prove the owner's innocence?" The man said as a matter of course, "Aren't you happy because of this? I remember how you looked at first but Seriously."

"I'm happy?" Isaac couldn't help wondering.

He didn't find any evidence, so why should he be happy?

"At least it looks much happier." The man curled his lips, just as his chief called him, he ran away.

Isaac stood where he was and didn't move.

This unintentional reminder turned into a signal, constantly clamoring in his mind.

Should he be happy and happy?When no evidence has been found, and it is likely to make the previous preparations useless?

The answer is of course no.

Then, the source of this emotion that should not belong to me is very interesting.