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

Morgan believes that to be a big brother, one must have a broad mind.Just like now, he really wanted to throw away the lump he was holding on his arm, but he still had to carefully put the little bastard on the ground, help him stand upright, and pretended not to see that disgusting look.

Morgan was about to be touched by his own sense of responsibility, but the little bastard shook off him when he just stood still, and the whole person hung directly on Reid.

The chocolate guy felt like he needed to take a deep breath before a fist he couldn't help himself would make close contact with Isaac's head.

"How do you feel now?" Reid completely ignored Morgan and focused on Isaac, "JJ has already called an ambulance, can you go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination later? This is the second time."

Isaac pressed his forehead against Reid's shoulder, his voice muffled, "It's just low blood sugar, it's not a big deal."

Reid felt his hand being gently pinched, which made him swallow the rebuttal he was going to say, and changed his voice from doubt to approval, "This is the consequence of picky eaters and irregular meals, but I still suggest you to go for an examination, you look like a strong outsider."

Isaac is very satisfied with Reid's cooperation, but he refuses to admit the evaluation of being strong outside but doing nothing in the middle!

But never mind, there are countless opportunities for clarification in the future anyway.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Isaac asked. "Is your statement complete?"

"We came running as soon as we heard the noise." Morgan turned his gaze to the inside of the service desk, where there were still things scattered on the floor. "How did you come here?"

Isaac didn't look up, "It's nothing, I just want to look around."

"You should really be thankful that you made some noise, otherwise it would be really hard to find you." Morgan walked over to help the metal frame that fell on the ground.

"I knocked this down?" Isaac didn't look like he wanted to help.

"No, it's not you, it poured itself." Morgan said angrily.

Isaac asked Reid in disbelief, "Do I look like a fool who would believe that?"

"Actually, unless you do it on purpose, it's really hard for you to knock down this shelf." Emily squatted halfway, "This kind of shelf has pulleys under it. You can push it away, but it's hard to push it down. Unless..."

Emily stretched out her hand and pushed, "The pulley below is broken."

"Even if all four are broken, don't do its business." Isaac turned to look at a person who looked like a staff member, "Please take an inventory of the medicines and tools on it. If there is any damage, I will compensate you according to the price."

This is a matter of course, no one refuses.

Originally, in this situation, Isaac needed someone to accompany him, but he sent BAU away with the excuse that he was sober and would not have any more accidents. He sat alone on the bench in the corridor and watched the hospital staff Do an inventory.

"Do we really not need to stay with Isaac?" JJ was a little worried.

"He always has his reasons." Reid frowned, obviously not very relieved, but he received Issac's hint, he could only believe him optimistically, and then turned the topic to the case, "We need to find out what happened to Warren. What kind of people did he meet when he was in custody at the police station? His phrase "he lied to me" should not have been yelled out at random. If this is the case, Warren's death was not an accident of antibiotic allergy, but someone deliberately wanted to Kill and silence."

"The victim is dead, and so are the accomplices and those who can testify..." Morgan let out a groan, "The people behind the scenes are really powerful. If we hadn't tracked down the last sentence Warren said before he lost consciousness, I'm afraid all of them The clues are gone, and in the end they can only return in vain.”

"Hasn't old Warren been in touch yet?" Emily asked JJ.

"I got in touch, but it's useless." JJ was also a little helpless, "Old Warren's illness has reached the advanced stage, not only has he lost his language ability, but also his thinking ability. You could break your neck just by walking. I talked to his primary doctor and he told me to just give it up so I wouldn't waste time."

Well, after all hope in this regard died, BAU raised his spirits and planned to find out the spies inside the police station. Hotch clenched his fists, cheering himself up.In any case, the police officers watching over Warren in the police station and the doctors and nurses here are colluding to conceal important clues. Based on this alone, the police station must give in.

For such a partner who is desperately holding back, no matter how rich the work experience of Hotch is, he can only say that he will see you soon.

Perhaps, one day in the future, they will still see the police who are directly holding a bright stick and fighting against BAU.

Hotch, who was just having fun in bitterness and wanted to find some comfort for himself, never imagined what kind of flag he would set up for himself and BAU in the future.

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Isaac was staring at the service desk in a daze.

He originally thought it was just an accident, but there was another feeling in his heart that told him that this accident happened too unexpectedly, as if it had been calculated.And what seemed to be the voice of Ivan Eliot heard in the dark, he couldn't help but think about it.

He didn't care much about this cousin, he only knew that he was sent to a mental hospital, and didn't continue to pay attention to the follow-up. In Eliot's family, except for Eden, who is quite appetizing, the character of the others is really not worth mentioning.

In all fairness, Ivan's attitude towards him is very friendly, because he regards himself as his kind, the kind of person who is qualified to talk.On Isaac's side, he only regards Ivan as a scourge that must be guarded against.It is said that same-sex repulsion, Isaac believed in himself, but he would not trust a guy with a criminal record and no signs of repentance.

For Issac, Ivan's lethality is almost at the level of nuclear weapons.The reason why he didn't show too much worry was because Ivan lost his freedom.But just now, he heard Ivan's voice, and felt that he had left a little souvenir after going crazy, and he tried to convince himself that all this was an accident, so it was not so believable.

At this time, a staff member whose behavior is obviously not correct will be the best target for stereotypes.

Coincidentally, that person also seemed to have a great desire to talk to him.

Isaac created a good speaking environment for him, without the slightest interference from BAU.

And that person lived up to his expectations.

"Are you okay?" The man stood in front of Isaac holding the bill that had just been typed out.

"I'm a little worried... Oh, no, I'm fine." Isaac blurted out the truth carelessly. Although it was rejected immediately, the part that got the most attention was the part that was rejected earlier.

"Has it been tidied up?" He stood up and glanced inside, "How many things were damaged?"

"Up here." The man sighed, "It's nothing important, only a few bottles of reagents are in glass bottles, and the glass shattered when it fell to the ground."

"I'm causing trouble for you." Isaac glanced at it, and there was really not much compensation for him, and the cash in his wallet could fully pay.

"Troubles that can be solved with money shouldn't be called troubles." The staff member waved his hand, with a look of indifference, "But you, you must check it out carefully, unconsciousness for no reason is a very serious matter .”

"This gives me a bad feeling." Isaac looked downcast, "This is not the first time."

"What? Have you always had this condition?" The man looked very surprised, and then gave a very enthusiastic suggestion, "Although the profession is different, I still want to suggest you to go to the hospital for an examination as soon as possible. The brain is a very delicate organ, and since it has sent out a danger signal, you must not ignore it."

"I know, that's why I said I had a bad premonition." Isaac looked even more downcast, "I was injured on the head a year ago, and although it wasn't life-threatening, it still left some sequelae. I'm afraid it's a harbinger of things going bad."

"Under what circumstances did you first faint? Did anything in particular happen there?"

"In a hotel." Isaac replied without hesitation, "What special thing do you mean?"

The man's smile froze, "Well, I mean, did you bump your head, or the smell of the new decoration didn't dissipate, which might be a source of irritation."

"It would be great if that's the case," Isaac said. "It's easier to solve it from the outside than from the inside."

This sentence sounded a bit implicative, but seeing that Isaac didn't seem to have changed, that person suspected that he was thinking too much.However, he still couldn't understand why someone would remind him that the person in front of him would be the next person to be possessed by a demon.

A single case is not convincing. He needed more samples, but he did not expect it to be empty.

Thinking of this, the disappointment in his heart almost turned into jealousy.Why is it that some people are proud of being an authority in the industry, but he has to stay in his shadow, and finally find a subject that can be sure to surpass him, but he can't even find an observation sample...

This jealousy came for no reason, but he didn't feel anything wrong, because he knew the unfairness of this world a long time ago, and if he wanted to stand higher, he could only drag those who walked in front down and become his own stepping stones .

Isaac, who was standing opposite him, looked at him quietly and couldn't help frowning.

Illusion?He felt that there was something wrong with the man's mental state.

"By the way, is there anyone here named Ivan Eliot?" Issac said, breaking the uneasy atmosphere.

"He's my patient." The man immediately returned to his senses, "You know him?"

"Yeah." Isaac didn't deny it. "Is he okay now? The last time I heard about him, he was in a bad state."

"He's fine." The expression on the man's face became soft, with sadness and joy, "My professional direction is in the field of personality split. I can guarantee that he has recovered, but his family is not at all. Don't believe it. He should have gone somewhere with a better environment, not here."

Isaac wasn't sure if Ivan was alright, but apparently, the doctor didn't look well.

Isaac was startled by how much he liked Ivan.