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The dinner didn't go as smoothly as they expected.

First, Clark suddenly remembered that there was something urgent to do, and he left in a hurry without much explanation.

Then Louis received a call from his boss, saying that Superman had a fight with the toy man who appeared in the center of the metropolis.

The first reaction of the dedicated female reporter was to rush to the scene. She felt very sorry for Morgan and Grace.

As a result, before Grace could stop him, Louis settled the bill and left in a hurry.

Morgan and Grace both sat and stared.

Before anyone could speak first, Morgan's cell phone rang.

Grace raised her eyebrows and said nothing. She watched Morgan take out her phone and look at the number displayed on it, and then showed a sorry expression the next moment.

He picked up the phone: "JJ?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be his colleague. After a short conversation, Morgan hung up the phone.

"I'm sorry, but it seems I have to go," said Morgan resignedly.

"Work?" Grace asked.

"Yeah, apparently criminals never know about vacations," he sneered.

Originally, he was flying back to Washington tomorrow, but now it seems that he has to fly elsewhere.

"Good luck." Grace toasted him.

"You too, have fun with your retirement journey." After Morgan finished speaking, he drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

Grace jokingly said: "It should be fine not to run into you again."

It's not a good thing to encounter an FBI agent again, let alone an agent of a team like the BAU.

Morgan laughed and told Grace to try not to appear in front of her, and eventually left too.

Facing the half-eaten dinner on the table, Grace was in no mood.

Compared with those who have jobs, Grace, who is now a vagrant herself, can be said to be too idle.

She raised the wine glass on the table, looked at the dark red liquid inside, and felt a sense of boredom in her heart.

She didn't expect it to be so long, and she felt a little nostalgic for her previous life.

She also began to understand why so many veterans ended up wandering the streets after returning to calm.

They are a group of people who are out of tune with this peaceful and happy life.

Certain simple and crude behaviors on the battlefield are illegal in a peaceful society.

Grace subconsciously took out a lollipop, holding the stick and not preparing to take it apart.

She looked at the packaging that had lasted for more than ten years, and the shadow of that person appeared in her heart.

She was a little engrossed in watching it, and after a long time, she unpacked the lollipop and stuffed it into her mouth. The taste and sweetness of the fruit essence spread in her mouth.

Grace picked up the bag on the back of the chair, left some tips, and left the restaurant.

It is useless to think too much now, it is better to complete the travel in advance.

*****

As planned, Grace stayed in the Metropolis for three and a half days.

I also looked at the scenic spots, and gained some knowledge about profiling by accident. It seems to be a good journey.

As for Superman, she saw it on TV, so she had achieved her goal.

However, Grace always felt that Superman's smile looked familiar.

Grace's next stop is San Francisco.

San Francisco is really a very comfortable city. It is spring all year round and the transportation is convenient.

The beach is exaggeratedly close by, and Grace prefers San Francisco to the heat of Hawaii.

She even had some thoughts of taking Ivan over and settling here.

However, she still stopped thinking about it.

Although she guessed that Ivan would not mind, she couldn't take it easy.

Get up every morning and run for an hour along the beach, come back to take a shower and make breakfast for yourself.

Go out to the market to buy some fruits and vegetables or fresh food, and buy some good-looking bread on the way home.

Turn over a few pages in any random book and make lunch.

Take a nap in the afternoon and wake up to go out for a stroll.

Dinner can be eaten at home, or you can find a nice restaurant outside.

Watch some old classic movies at home before bed, or some other entertainment.

No matter how you look at this kind of life, it can be called beautiful, but Grace knows that it is absolutely impossible for her to live like this.

She will get tired of it after a while.

This is the tenth day she has stayed in San Francisco, and she has gone through everything she should play, eat, and see.

Grace decided to stay another day, and she was leaving.

She was sitting in front of a coffee shop opposite the mall, with a parasol over her head, a half-eaten chocolate cake and a cup of black coffee in front of her.

Grace slowly shook the long-handled spoon in the coffee cup with no expression on her face.

The first few days were enjoyable, but she was unsurprisingly bored.

Perhaps, after meeting that person, it's time to think about the new job.

Steve has invited her to H50, maybe it would be nice to go?

However, Hawaii is too far away from Ivan.

Or go to the FBI?

Grace was thinking about this question in her mind, when she suddenly heard the voice of a woman laughing delicately.

She glanced casually, but froze there.

It's not about the woman, but about the man she's holding.

He was not particularly well-dressed in a suit, without a tie, and the top two buttons were unbuttoned. He had a handsome and tough side face, with a half-up smile at the corner of his mouth, and he exuded a bit of laziness.

The man's suit and his watch both revealed that he was worth a lot.

And the woman next to him was indeed beautiful, and several men stared at her several times, but when they saw the man beside her, their active minds also faded a lot.

It might be that Grace's eyes were too revealing, but the man turned his head as if he sensed something.

Grace's heart tightened, and she even forgot to avoid his sight.

The man didn't have any special reaction, just like any playboy, he showed a charming smile to the woman who was staring at him.

Grace didn't know how to react, but subconsciously held the coffee cup tightly.

The woman next to the man seemed a little dissatisfied, and she looked at Grace with disgust, but when she turned to the man, there was only sweetness left.

Grace watched the two walk into the coffee shop, but did not make any further moves.

The timing of this meeting was really bad.

Grace sighed inwardly, not knowing whether to laugh at herself or be angry.

She stood up and left the coffee shop.

*****

Grace, who was in a bad mood, was walking back to the rented house.

She didn't want to meet that person in that situation, she wanted it to be a serious scene.

Maybe she shouldn't have expected him to recognize her.

There was a fire in Grace's heart, but she suppressed it.

She didn't like the feeling of being swayed by anyone else, it made her feel out of control and very uneasy.

Suddenly, Grace heard a man's roar in the distance.

"stop!"

The voice is still very familiar.

Grace subconsciously looked for the sound. On the sidewalk across the street, there were two men running one behind the other.

The man in front was obviously running away, he kept pushing and shoving the pedestrians on the opposite side in an attempt to stop the man chasing him from behind.

And the man behind was actually Morgan.

Accompanied by the exclamation of pedestrians, the distance between the two became farther and farther.

Without hesitation, Grace also started to run.

She was farther ahead than the two of them, and she was far ahead of the fleeing people while running at high speed.

Grace watched the vehicle, moved quickly, and rushed directly to the opposite sidewalk.

The fleeing man looked back at Morgan from time to time, and didn't notice Grace who was in front of him among the passers-by.

The man saw Grace standing there in front of her, seemingly at a loss.

"Go away!" he roared angrily, reaching out to push her away.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the ordinary-looking woman took advantage of his momentum and threw him over his shoulder.

The people around all exclaimed.

Morgan came running, panting when he stopped, and looked at Grace in surprise.

"You, how could you?" He was still a little out of breath.

"Cuff the person first, your suspect?" Grace pointed to the person who fell to the ground and couldn't move, and reminded.

She might have broken someone's bones just now.

After Morgan, another woman ran over, with black mid-length hair and a capable appearance. Looking at the current appearance of the three of them, it was a little unclear.

"Get up!" Morgan was a little angry, as if this suspect had been chased for a long time.

"Morgan, who is this?" The brunette should be his colleague.

"Oh, my God," Morgan finally realized, he was a little confused, "this is..."

"Grace Louisa." Grace took the opportunity.

"Grace is the SEAL," Morgan explained simply. "Grace, this is my colleague Emily."

Emily was obviously a little surprised, and looked at Grace and blinked.

"So you are that person, thank you for saving Morgan." Emily laughed heartily.

"Hey..." Morgan felt that he was definitely being secretly laughed at by his partner.

"Didn't you say that yourself?" Emily looked at him with feigned shock.

Morgan couldn't answer.

Grace laughed, she didn't expect that there are such interesting people in the department of BAU.

She felt a little better, and joked: "Try not to appear in front of me as agreed?"

"I'm really sorry to interrupt your retirement journey again," Morgan continued, "But maybe I'm unlucky."

"Are you saying that there is nothing good about meeting me?" Grace raised her eyebrows.

Morgan smiled and didn't answer.

Otherwise, he would have an on-the-spot duel with the Seals.

The man who was thrown over Grace's shoulder felt pain all over his body.

He really wanted to yell, can this group of people stop chatting.

The author has something to say: Someone: I hope that the first reunion will be restarted.