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Chapter 4
After listening to Grace's answer, Ivan's face was a little blank, and he fell into silence again.
He didn't know whether to ask the team what happened first, or who that person was.
Grace is Ivan's adopted daughter.
When she was 12 years old, Ivan picked her up in an alley and took her back.
Since then, my life has completely changed.
However, she doesn't remember very clearly what happened before the age of 12.
Although Ivan always felt that after so many years, Grace had already remembered it, but he didn't want to mention it more.
Grace's character determines that she will not indulge in the past.
The past is all over, so what else?
There was only one person, and Grace was still thinking about it.
The specific Ivan is not particularly clear, and Grace refuses to talk more about that person.
But how much do you care?It doesn't seem like that.
Grace was looking for that person, but she wasn't putting 100% of her energy into it.
It seems that it is more of a state of randomness, it would be great if we can meet again, and it doesn't matter if we never see each other again.
But Grace's tone just now sounded different from before.
Even if it wasn't his own, Ivan had raised Grace for more than ten years, and he knew her very well.
——Grace was not happy to find that person, but looked a little angry.
"The current him let you down?" Ivan asked tentatively.
Grace lifted Pudding up, stared at its big round eyes, and swayed its body from side to side.
Pudding couldn't react a little, and let her pull its body that was about to become 'noodles'.
Grace seemed to have had enough, and put the pudding on her lap again.
The black cat nested there, and successfully turned back into a coal ball again.
"...I don't know." A little confusion flashed in Grace's eyes.
"I want to go and ask him face to face."
"But, before that," Grace changed her tone and smiled, "let me enjoy my retired life first."
Ivan was speechless at her sudden change of attitude.
Before he had time to ask any more questions, his adopted daughter had already put the cat down and slipped away.
Grace walked into the kitchen while asking Ivan what he wanted for dinner.
Ivan felt a little helpless, but he didn't ask any further.
*****
Sure enough, Grace didn't stay at home very long.
As she said herself, she wants to enjoy her retirement life.
Ivan didn't know how long she would be able to live like this—yes, for him, Grace was considered safe.
Grace only stayed in Washington for three days this time before boarding a plane to the metropolis.
Washington is not particularly far from the metropolis, it can be reached by plane in two hours.
Grace will not go to far away places by plane for more than ten hours.
This time she bought business class, and she no longer had to squeeze into the cramped and suffocating seats, which really made her feel very comfortable.
Grace turned on her phone and checked the itinerary.
This time she will stay in the metropolis for three days, shopping around and eating.
——It would be nice to see the Superman who has recently become a topic.
She can go to San Francisco once after leaving the metropolis. She really likes water more than land.
Although I just came back from Hawaii, it is still a good choice to go to see the sea again.
After that, I can go to Boston, Los Angeles or Orlando, which one is better...
Grace stared at her phone, thinking about her travel.
But when someone stood beside her, she reacted quickly and looked up.
The visitor seemed a little taken aback by her quick and alert response.
The one who caught my eye was a black male.
From Grace's point of view, this is a man who quite meets her liking standard.
The man has a handsome appearance, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he has a bit of a bad boy temperament, which is enough for women to give him sideways glances.
He was wearing a plain black T-shirt, pants for easy mobility, and was carrying a duffel bag.
There is no aesthetics at all, but it can hold a lot of things, and it is the kind of luggage that you can leave with just one lift.
Easy, fast and convenient.
Grace also likes to use this type of duffel bag when she is on a mission.
Coupled with his strong and powerful figure, Grace had to wonder if the man in front of her was a soldier.
These thoughts only flashed in her mind for a second, and Grace showed a polite smile on her face.
"Your seat?" She raised her hand to indicate the seat next to her.
"Yes." The black man smiled.
The man stuffed his luggage bag into the upper luggage rack, and after gesturing slightly to Grace, he walked sideways inside and sat down.
"Derek Morgan, hello." Morgan said with a smile.
Grace raised her eyebrows, not too surprised by his sudden accusation.
She was indeed a little too vigilant at the beginning, which would arouse suspicion.
"Grace Louisa." She said her name simply and smiled.
"Traveling to the Metropolis?" Morgan chatted naturally.
It's not in his character not to strike up a conversation with a woman who makes him a little curious.
"Yeah," Grace didn't seem to reject his conversation, "What about you?"
"Unfortunately, I'm going to work." Morgan smiled helplessly.
As an FBI agent who is basically open all year round, most of the reasons for taking a plane are for work.
"Mr. Morgan looks busy," Grace said.
"Morgan is fine," he was not used to being called so respectfully by others, "Speaking of which, did I have any faux pas just now?"
Grace wasn't very surprised by his seemingly endless questions, but she still accepted them cooperatively.
"Huh?" She pretended to be a little puzzled.
"When I stood here just now, I seemed to scare you." Morgan brought the topic to a place he cared about.
"Ah, sorry, it's a matter of habit." Grace explained.
"Are you a cop?" Morgan speculated jokingly.
Of course, as a profiler, Morgan wasn't exactly guessing.
Compared with ordinary women's attire, Grace is wearing clothes that are easy to move. Her reaction is quick and her observation is in place. When Morgan just stepped in sideways, she saw her hands. The calluses on them showed that she was a person who often used guns.
Grace was wearing short sleeves, and it was easy to see the lines of her arm muscles.
Compared with the average fitness-loving women, her muscles are stronger and tighter.
Morgan filtered one side of the information in his mind, and suddenly felt that she was not so much a policeman as...
More like a soldier.
However, before Morgan could get an answer, the flight attendant came over to remind them to buckle their seat belts.
The plane is about to take off.
In desperation, this topic can only be left for the time being.
After waiting for the plane to rise smoothly into the clouds, their conversation continued.
"Do you think I am?" Grace asked back with a smile, she seemed very interested in the current conversation.
"Actually, I've decided to retract my guess," Morgan said.
"Oh?" Grace laughed even deeper.
"Soldier, right?" Morgan still had confidence in himself.
Grace laughed lowly, and she said, "What should I say, Mr. Morgan, you guessed it right."
"Are you on vacation?" Morgan was satisfied with his guess.
"No, I just retired," Grace said with a 'liberated' look, "enjoying my retirement."
"Wow, congratulations," he said with a smile.
Between coming and going, the two of them were quite satisfied with their companions on the short two-hour journey.
However, it was only a two-hour flight, and neither of them planned to have any in-depth exchanges.
In the final analysis, there are still two vigilant people.
At the end of their short conversation, it was nothing more than exchanging occupations and names.
Grace looked at the magazines prepared on the plane, while Morgan next to her put on headphones and listened to music.
Not surprisingly, their two-hour journey will be spent in this way.
——So, an accident happened.
"Nobody is allowed to move!"
At the same time, they heard someone's voice from the economy class.
Suddenly, there were screams.
The FBI agent and the seal immediately entered a state of vigilance. They looked at each other and stood up one after another.
The next second, a man with a machine gun and a mask walked in.
Passengers in the business class were also scared and screamed.
"Shut up! I'll kill you again!" The gangster saw Morgan and Grace standing there, and immediately pointed a gun at them, "Sit back!"
Both judged that the current situation was extremely unfavorable to them, so they could only sit back obediently.
Next, the entire plane was controlled by these gangsters.
The stewardesses were ordered by them to stay in the business class, and they all huddled in a corner and did not dare to move.
Their psychological qualities are already good. Although their bodies are trembling, their faces are at least calm.
Except for the gangster who is currently controlling the business class, there is another gangster who walked towards the cockpit just now. Grace estimates that there may be one or two people guarding the economy class behind, or there may be more.
Grace squinted her eyes. Although she didn't have a gun or a weapon now, it would be no problem to find a way to subdue this gangster with her bare hands.
That way you can get a machine gun as a weapon.
However, in this process, the uncertainty is too strong, and other gangsters in the cockpit or economy class will definitely come over, and when a gun battle occurs, the passengers on the plane will be in danger.
Morgan also had the same consideration in his heart, so he didn't do anything.
This is a really... pretty bad situation.
The author has something to say: The Criminal Minds crew is online√
The Clash of Morgan and Grace www
He didn't know whether to ask the team what happened first, or who that person was.
Grace is Ivan's adopted daughter.
When she was 12 years old, Ivan picked her up in an alley and took her back.
Since then, my life has completely changed.
However, she doesn't remember very clearly what happened before the age of 12.
Although Ivan always felt that after so many years, Grace had already remembered it, but he didn't want to mention it more.
Grace's character determines that she will not indulge in the past.
The past is all over, so what else?
There was only one person, and Grace was still thinking about it.
The specific Ivan is not particularly clear, and Grace refuses to talk more about that person.
But how much do you care?It doesn't seem like that.
Grace was looking for that person, but she wasn't putting 100% of her energy into it.
It seems that it is more of a state of randomness, it would be great if we can meet again, and it doesn't matter if we never see each other again.
But Grace's tone just now sounded different from before.
Even if it wasn't his own, Ivan had raised Grace for more than ten years, and he knew her very well.
——Grace was not happy to find that person, but looked a little angry.
"The current him let you down?" Ivan asked tentatively.
Grace lifted Pudding up, stared at its big round eyes, and swayed its body from side to side.
Pudding couldn't react a little, and let her pull its body that was about to become 'noodles'.
Grace seemed to have had enough, and put the pudding on her lap again.
The black cat nested there, and successfully turned back into a coal ball again.
"...I don't know." A little confusion flashed in Grace's eyes.
"I want to go and ask him face to face."
"But, before that," Grace changed her tone and smiled, "let me enjoy my retired life first."
Ivan was speechless at her sudden change of attitude.
Before he had time to ask any more questions, his adopted daughter had already put the cat down and slipped away.
Grace walked into the kitchen while asking Ivan what he wanted for dinner.
Ivan felt a little helpless, but he didn't ask any further.
*****
Sure enough, Grace didn't stay at home very long.
As she said herself, she wants to enjoy her retirement life.
Ivan didn't know how long she would be able to live like this—yes, for him, Grace was considered safe.
Grace only stayed in Washington for three days this time before boarding a plane to the metropolis.
Washington is not particularly far from the metropolis, it can be reached by plane in two hours.
Grace will not go to far away places by plane for more than ten hours.
This time she bought business class, and she no longer had to squeeze into the cramped and suffocating seats, which really made her feel very comfortable.
Grace turned on her phone and checked the itinerary.
This time she will stay in the metropolis for three days, shopping around and eating.
——It would be nice to see the Superman who has recently become a topic.
She can go to San Francisco once after leaving the metropolis. She really likes water more than land.
Although I just came back from Hawaii, it is still a good choice to go to see the sea again.
After that, I can go to Boston, Los Angeles or Orlando, which one is better...
Grace stared at her phone, thinking about her travel.
But when someone stood beside her, she reacted quickly and looked up.
The visitor seemed a little taken aback by her quick and alert response.
The one who caught my eye was a black male.
From Grace's point of view, this is a man who quite meets her liking standard.
The man has a handsome appearance, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he has a bit of a bad boy temperament, which is enough for women to give him sideways glances.
He was wearing a plain black T-shirt, pants for easy mobility, and was carrying a duffel bag.
There is no aesthetics at all, but it can hold a lot of things, and it is the kind of luggage that you can leave with just one lift.
Easy, fast and convenient.
Grace also likes to use this type of duffel bag when she is on a mission.
Coupled with his strong and powerful figure, Grace had to wonder if the man in front of her was a soldier.
These thoughts only flashed in her mind for a second, and Grace showed a polite smile on her face.
"Your seat?" She raised her hand to indicate the seat next to her.
"Yes." The black man smiled.
The man stuffed his luggage bag into the upper luggage rack, and after gesturing slightly to Grace, he walked sideways inside and sat down.
"Derek Morgan, hello." Morgan said with a smile.
Grace raised her eyebrows, not too surprised by his sudden accusation.
She was indeed a little too vigilant at the beginning, which would arouse suspicion.
"Grace Louisa." She said her name simply and smiled.
"Traveling to the Metropolis?" Morgan chatted naturally.
It's not in his character not to strike up a conversation with a woman who makes him a little curious.
"Yeah," Grace didn't seem to reject his conversation, "What about you?"
"Unfortunately, I'm going to work." Morgan smiled helplessly.
As an FBI agent who is basically open all year round, most of the reasons for taking a plane are for work.
"Mr. Morgan looks busy," Grace said.
"Morgan is fine," he was not used to being called so respectfully by others, "Speaking of which, did I have any faux pas just now?"
Grace wasn't very surprised by his seemingly endless questions, but she still accepted them cooperatively.
"Huh?" She pretended to be a little puzzled.
"When I stood here just now, I seemed to scare you." Morgan brought the topic to a place he cared about.
"Ah, sorry, it's a matter of habit." Grace explained.
"Are you a cop?" Morgan speculated jokingly.
Of course, as a profiler, Morgan wasn't exactly guessing.
Compared with ordinary women's attire, Grace is wearing clothes that are easy to move. Her reaction is quick and her observation is in place. When Morgan just stepped in sideways, she saw her hands. The calluses on them showed that she was a person who often used guns.
Grace was wearing short sleeves, and it was easy to see the lines of her arm muscles.
Compared with the average fitness-loving women, her muscles are stronger and tighter.
Morgan filtered one side of the information in his mind, and suddenly felt that she was not so much a policeman as...
More like a soldier.
However, before Morgan could get an answer, the flight attendant came over to remind them to buckle their seat belts.
The plane is about to take off.
In desperation, this topic can only be left for the time being.
After waiting for the plane to rise smoothly into the clouds, their conversation continued.
"Do you think I am?" Grace asked back with a smile, she seemed very interested in the current conversation.
"Actually, I've decided to retract my guess," Morgan said.
"Oh?" Grace laughed even deeper.
"Soldier, right?" Morgan still had confidence in himself.
Grace laughed lowly, and she said, "What should I say, Mr. Morgan, you guessed it right."
"Are you on vacation?" Morgan was satisfied with his guess.
"No, I just retired," Grace said with a 'liberated' look, "enjoying my retirement."
"Wow, congratulations," he said with a smile.
Between coming and going, the two of them were quite satisfied with their companions on the short two-hour journey.
However, it was only a two-hour flight, and neither of them planned to have any in-depth exchanges.
In the final analysis, there are still two vigilant people.
At the end of their short conversation, it was nothing more than exchanging occupations and names.
Grace looked at the magazines prepared on the plane, while Morgan next to her put on headphones and listened to music.
Not surprisingly, their two-hour journey will be spent in this way.
——So, an accident happened.
"Nobody is allowed to move!"
At the same time, they heard someone's voice from the economy class.
Suddenly, there were screams.
The FBI agent and the seal immediately entered a state of vigilance. They looked at each other and stood up one after another.
The next second, a man with a machine gun and a mask walked in.
Passengers in the business class were also scared and screamed.
"Shut up! I'll kill you again!" The gangster saw Morgan and Grace standing there, and immediately pointed a gun at them, "Sit back!"
Both judged that the current situation was extremely unfavorable to them, so they could only sit back obediently.
Next, the entire plane was controlled by these gangsters.
The stewardesses were ordered by them to stay in the business class, and they all huddled in a corner and did not dare to move.
Their psychological qualities are already good. Although their bodies are trembling, their faces are at least calm.
Except for the gangster who is currently controlling the business class, there is another gangster who walked towards the cockpit just now. Grace estimates that there may be one or two people guarding the economy class behind, or there may be more.
Grace squinted her eyes. Although she didn't have a gun or a weapon now, it would be no problem to find a way to subdue this gangster with her bare hands.
That way you can get a machine gun as a weapon.
However, in this process, the uncertainty is too strong, and other gangsters in the cockpit or economy class will definitely come over, and when a gun battle occurs, the passengers on the plane will be in danger.
Morgan also had the same consideration in his heart, so he didn't do anything.
This is a really... pretty bad situation.
The author has something to say: The Criminal Minds crew is online√
The Clash of Morgan and Grace www
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