[Comprehensive] Live broadcast every day

Ivan knew that Grace had a relationship with those superheroes, and it could be said that the relationship was pretty good.

As for someone who made him feel very uncomfortable?He chooses to ignore it.

"Understood," Ivan put aside his worries temporarily, "Stop talking about this kind of thing, what do you want to go out for dinner at night?"

"Hmm..." Grace thought about it seriously, "Eat what you want."

She has never had any special requirements for food, and she is easy to feed.

"You," Ivan shook his head helplessly, "you just don't want to think about it."

"The important thing is to have dinner with you, it doesn't matter what you eat." Grace always knew how to make her adoptive father happy.

Sure enough, as soon as she said this, Ivan's face couldn't help but brighten, and his eyebrows rose a little.

But no matter how happy he was in his heart, he must show his father's majesty, laughing and scolding Grace for being glib.

Once Ivan was in a good mood, the smile on his face never came down.

He chatted with Grace for a few more words, and said that he was going to pick out clothes in the bedroom so that he could go out for dinner at night.

Grace couldn't laugh or cry at his overemphasized attitude, and then chose to sit on the sofa and knead the pudding.

She suddenly felt much calmer.

Such Ivan could not be pretending, it might just be a coincidence.

Maybe the woman was lying.

How much can you trust the words of the live broadcaster?

Grace only believed what she saw and felt.

If Bruce allowed her to survive and made her feel the warmth from others for the first time, then Ivan was the beacon to guide people forward.

When she was young, it was hard to hide her abnormality.

Ivan did not regard her as a monster, nor did he abandon her.

He taught her patiently, let her learn how to integrate into the life of normal people, and changed her alienated, withdrawn and sharp personality.

Grace had a lot of troubles when she first started attending ordinary schools.

And Ivan will coordinate with the school every time, apologize to the other parent, and bow to others for Grace.

The young Grace began to gradually realize how uncomfortable it was to cause trouble to those who cared about her.

After that, she never committed another crime.

But later, Ivan's interpersonal circle got bigger and bigger, and Grace could faintly sense that he was trying to protect her.

However, she never chose to debunk this.

In Grace's eyes, Ivan is her father.

The man who would sell his daughter for money, her biological father can't even compare to Ivan's hair.

"Well, Gracie," Ivan called her nickname, "how about this one?"

The old man changed into a suit very rarely, and walked up to Grace to show her.

"Ivan, this is too formal." Grace looked at him with a tangled expression.

"Isn't it good?" Ivan frowned.

Seeing that he was going to be unhappy, Grace quickly added: "It's good, but we're just going out for dinner."

"Change into something more casual!" Grace persuaded, pushing Ivan back into the bedroom.

When you're eating, ask Ivan.

*****

Grace couldn't find the time to speak.

They were eating at a Mexican restaurant, and the food was delicious.

The meal was almost finished, and she hadn't asked yet.

Ivan asked a lot of questions about what she was doing in New York, and she couldn't answer very clearly.

After all, it would be best for one less person to know about The Machine. This doesn't mean she doesn't trust Ivan.

Grace had previously explained to Ivan why she wanted to stay in New York.

She said that she accepted a friend's invitation to join a mercenary team, and would take on some tasks from time to time.

In fact, this is almost the same as the actual situation.

Ivan reminded her not to do dangerous things, and not to take on tasks she shouldn't have.

He was worried that Grace would mess with someone she shouldn't because of her mercenary work.

Grace told him that her usual job was to investigate incidents or protect certain people, and there was actually no great danger.

...Maybe there is still a little bit of danger.

"I hope you can do some safe work." Ivan sighed and said a proposal that he knew Grace would never agree to.

"My companions are very reliable, don't worry." Grace winked at him.

Since she joined the Navy SEALs, she and Ivan have had this kind of conversation hundreds if not a thousand times.

Ivan would say it once or twice almost every time, and Grace was used to it.

"Ivan, I have something to ask you." She pondered for a while, and thought it was time to ask.

He looked over suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

"Have you changed your name?" Grace asked after hesitating.

Ivan's hand holding the tableware trembled slightly.

"No, why do you ask that?" The expression on his face didn't change, but his heart began to beat faster.

Grace subconsciously relaxed a little, and asked again: "Then..." Do you have any impression of the name Ivan Moder?

Her question was interrupted by the sudden ringing of her mobile phone.

The names displayed on it made Grace look puzzled.

It was Morgan.

"Hello?" She smiled apologetically at Ivan and picked up the phone.

Ivan watched Grace's expression gradually become serious, and after saying a few words, he frowned and hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Sorry," said Grace with an apologetic expression, "I might have to go."

"It's about the serial killer." She lowered her voice a bit.

Ivan's expression also became ugly, and he asked, "What does this have to do with you?"

"I don't know either," Grace put the phone away, "I don't know exactly what happened until it passes."

Ivan was silent for a moment, sighed and said, "Be careful."

"I will, if I go back late, you go to bed early." The elderly should not stay up late and hurt their bodies.

Ivan watched Grace leave the restaurant, the expression on his face completely collapsed.

He almost missed the cutlery just now.

Did she find out?She... why did she ask that question?

An uncontrollable sense of panic rose in Ivan's heart.

*****

"Non-related personnel, please stay away."

Grace was stopped by the police beyond the yellow line, and she was not in a hurry, she just explained to the police.

"Agent Morgan sent me here," she said.

The police were a little surprised, maybe because they didn't understand why the FBI agents found an irrelevant person to dump the body at the scene.

Before he could find Morgan, Morgan came by himself.

"Let her in." He greeted the policeman.

Grace was let in quickly, and she walked over to Morgan and watched the black agent smile helplessly at her.

"Long time no see, I really hope that we can meet in an ordinary occasion in the future." Morgan said in order to liven up the heavy atmosphere.

Grace smiled irrefutably, and replied, "I hope so too."

"You said you have something to show me?" Morgan told her on the phone.

Morgan nodded to her, took out a plastic transparent evidence bag, and put it in Grace's hand.

There was only a thin piece of paper stuffed inside.

There was only one sentence written on the slip of paper—Where are you, Grace Louisa?

"This is the latest discovery. None of the previous victims had this message."

Morgan looked at her frowning and comforted: "You don't have to think too much, I just want to ask you if you have any impression of this."

There are many people named Grace Louisa, and they may not necessarily be related to Grace.

"Can I see the victim's body?" Grace had a vague feeling in her heart, but she couldn't explain it yet.

"It's already been sent to the forensic examiner," Morgan looked around. "The people from CSI are still there, wait until I ask them for a camera."

Grace now waits in front of the alley for a while, and Morgan returns with a camera.

After she thanked her, she began to look through the photos of the dead body stored in the camera.

After just reading a few photos, Grace understood in her heart.

"These victims were all stabbed in the heart and cut directly to the shoulder with a knife, right?"

In other words, the stab wound to the heart and the cut from the chest to the shoulder were one attack, not separate.

Morgan looked at her strangely and asked, "How do you know?"

This is news that the media cannot know, and the current news reports are all written to separate the stab wound from the cut wound.

"...Because I have seen similar situations." Grace said hoarsely.

Her expression became distorted for a moment, but quickly returned to its original state.

It was the broadcaster who once possessed Leonard.

He actually came back and was still provoking her.

The woman in the white coat seemed to be telling the truth. Someone was really looking for her, and she had malicious intentions.

But this person actually killed so many people in order to lure her out!

Grace's eyes were a little red, full of killing intent.

"Hey, Grace, are you okay?" Morgan called her several times.

She reacted and quickly put on a calm expression.

"It's okay, here you are." She handed the camera back to Morgan, but she kept thinking about how to deceive him.

She can't tell the truth.

She couldn't tell the truth either.

The injury on Grace's body was caused by Leonard, and anyone who is interested will soon find out.

That was an indelible fact, the one who did it was Leonard, and she couldn't justify her partner at all.

Because things about the live broadcast cannot be spread outside the public, if you really don't believe it is known to the public, it will definitely cause panic.

She can't involve Leonard in this kind of thing anymore, he has been hurt deeply enough.

This matter cannot be relied on by BAU, only she can solve it by herself.

The author has something to say: I started to figure out how to fool BAU's Grace again (x

The culprit is back, so what will happen this time, please see the announcement next time (being beaten

Tomorrow, hey, it's already today, so I'm busy. I work part-time during the day and my grandfather's [-]th birthday at night, so the update will be on the Sunday double update. Love everyone!