[comprehensive] nowhere to escape

Hodge's question went unanswered because Will stared at him, and at the end, he reached out and grabbed Hodge's hand, shaking it constantly.

At this time, the guard rushed in and stopped Will with an electric baton, but Hodge shouted back at the guard.

"Thank you very much, Will." Rosie came over and took Will's hand, "Thank you very much." He squeezed Will's hand tightly, and after that, a group of people went out.

And Hodge emphasized to the guard again that he would give Will a single room.

Will is actually a genius. He joined the FBI at a young age and was quickly recognized. In addition, he graduated with a Ph.D. when he was less than 30 years old. There are many big ones.

And because of this, Will actually doesn't have many friends.

Fisburn would transfer from Quantico to Nevada for him because he did treat Will as a child, even though he was only a dozen years older than Will.

But Fisborn can't really help Will, nor can he protect him, because he's not smart enough for two people.

However, Hodge is different. He is strong enough, so strong that his usually unpretentious face will be seen as terrifying.

Because Hodge spoke in a scary tone, the people in the detention center were really scared, and changed Will to a single room in front of Hodge.

When the BAU people left the detention center, Hodge asked Red to eat something first.

And Raven was also sent to be with Rhett.

Seeing the two children leave the team to get food, Feisborn couldn't understand.For Fisborn, these two children are geniuses, and geniuses are always useful. Compared with ordinary people, they can indeed solve crimes, but geniuses obviously have special uses. At least, he can't do it alone. I finished looking through so many files within an hour.

Looking at the doubtful Fisburn, Rossi patted him on the shoulder and said, "The kid is not in a very good mood."

"Huh?" Fisborn didn't see this.

"Both are geniuses, both are in the FBI, and both are profilers... Many similar things will make people feel sympathetic, and this feeling is really not good at all. Will and Reid are not the same, Did you find it?" Rossi asked him.

"what?"

"The two of them are a couple. And this is a rare good thing for either of them, at least not like Will, who is alone here, he is very lonely, no one can talk to him When it comes to work, no one can understand the nature of his work, and even his students think his work is sensationalism, which is not a good thing, you should stop them from communicating after you find out, she can go Take someone else's doctorate." Rossi said this, and got into the black SUV provided by the FBI.

These words of his were very clear, but they sounded like thunder to Fisburn's ears.

Indeed, it was precisely because Will had few people around that he had so many dogs.

However, so many dogs can't make him really happy, because dogs are not human beings, they can only listen but not respond.

after that eh?

Afterwards, Fisborn introduced Lecter to Will, and Will did feel better, but the number of cases suddenly increased... oh, damn it!

Fisburn wanted to give himself a shot.

If his hands could find the holster.

How stupid would he have to be to believe that Rector is really just a therapist - why would he really be Hannibal-Rector just because of a few compliments from Will when all the clues are pointing to him Is a nice guy?

Aha, good man!

If it was a good person, where did that woman in Lowndes get the first-hand information?

damn it!

Everything is so clear that it couldn't be more clear.

Immediately, the order to capture Raikot was communicated.

The two young agents who were asked to eat something were in the diner at the moment, ordering a super-large banana split with a handful of rainbow chocolate beans.

Of course, the chocolate beans belonged to Rhett, and Raven was only responsible for eating the creamy ice cream inside.

The two of them didn't speak, they just sat there quietly eating and eating until the chocolate beans were gone, then Rhett raised his head and smiled, and asked Raven a question: "You know what I'm thinking, right?"

"I'll be by your side," Raven replied.

"It's not your problem, it's my problem." Rhett shook his head, "My own problem, you understand."

"It's not a problem, it's neither your problem nor mine, Spencer, this is a classic problem of a profession, including Gordon and Rossi, they all quit halfway, Rossi returned to BAU , but he withdrew for ten years before. During the ten years, there must have been a lot of cases he couldn't let go of. When he comes back, can you say that he just likes me? Or he likes..." Raven raised his eyebrows, " Sprout?"

"Oh! God!" Rhett wailed. "You don't mean it."

"Hmm." Raven nodded.

Okay, Rosie is having an affair with Sprout.

Fluttering his nostrils twice, Rhett felt that he had discovered the secret that Sprout didn't care about the two of them.

Obviously she found out that the two of them had a girl-to-girl relationship, such as... going to work together, going to the supermarket together after work, and so on. This is probably something that ordinary lovers rarely do, and it feels like an old couple, but Sprout bumped into It's happened several times, but she doesn't say anything.

There was even one time when Sprout saw them standing at the entrance of the movie theater dressed up and greeted them both—they were going to the movies that day, and Raven still had two ice creams in his hand, and he hugged them. with a vat of popcorn—so, it turned out that Sprout was dating Rosie?

Rhett pursed his lips, but strangely, he didn't find it uncomfortable.

Although Sprout is their immediate boss—or Hodge's immediate boss, she is not very beautiful, but she is rare enough to make people not feel threatened, and she is gentle enough, but she is not personality mild.

"Actually, Rosie should really find someone to enjoy life... catching murderers, enjoying food, watching movies and reading books together, this is the perfect life, right? Not to mention Sprout's children...they Need to know she's starting to shift."

Due to work pressure, Sprout used to drink heavily.

Rhett agrees with Raven's words—and, if the bosses start breaking the rules, the two of them will probably be able to really open up soon, right?

While the two of them were chatting like this, a man in a three-piece suit walked over.

The man's face was strange, and he couldn't describe his feeling.

He doesn't look handsome, the edges and corners of his face are too stiff, but it doesn't feel like a tough guy; his lips are too thin, as if they are just a gap, but as long as he opens his mouth to speak, he will reveal a series of gentlemanly styles; The hair on his head is neatly combed, as well as his cheekbones, which are well matched, but it doesn't make him handsome.

This is an old gentleman.

There is also an exotic look on the face.

"Hi, gentlemen." The man walked up to them and spoke softly.

"Hello." Rhett shrank back nervously.

However, Raven shrank his pupils, turned his head and immediately turned back, smiling and saying hello.

"Can I sit down?" the man asked again.

"Yes, of course." Raven summoned the waiter and ordered a cup of the best hazelnut coffee in the store for the man.

After sitting down, the man began to talk to them. Although what he said did not involve any murder, Rhett felt that this man was getting closer to the murder... His language, the vocabulary he used, His usual grammatical patterns are very similar to murder scenes.

This is a difficult connection to understand.

The murderer left too few clues at the murder scene, but he was able to simulate the murderer's thinking mode based on this. Now, the way the unknown man in front of him speaks is really close to the murderer's thinking mode.

Simulating the thinking of a murderer is the basic skill of a profiler, and on the plane, they have already simulated the thinking of an ogre to a great extent.

Therefore, Rhett could only lower his head in embarrassment, occasionally answering a sentence or two... He didn't want to put a person, a passerby, just anyone, in the murderer's card slot at all.

And at this moment, Rhett's cell phone rang.

The moment he picked up the phone, suddenly, a scalpel was pressed against his waist!

Rhett looked at the caller ID, and the person marked on it was not someone from BAU, but their friends in New York—Finch and Harold.

His caller ID reads "President Rabbit Mama Bear".

Apparently, new friends are horrified when they see the caller ID.

His expression was extremely embarrassing, but the scalpel in his hand did not move an inch.

"Now, come with me," he said, "you two."

"We have guns, you know that." Rhett put the phone on the table, "Phone?"

"Go." The new friend didn't think there was any problem with such a weird contact name.

After connecting the phone, Finch's voice came from the other end of the phone. He was very nervous, but he tried his best to keep calm: "I received your number, and Xiao has already gone to find you. He set off yesterday and should arrive in Nevada today... …If you find her, remember to give her something to eat, don't let Genmei give her candy all the time."

Aha!

Root has become a root girl... So, the nickname of Shamansha-Xiao from Ms. Xiao to Big Hammer is not for nothing.

It's no wonder that Red's caller ID is such a weird hello.

Under the instruction of "new friend", Reid was using a hands-free phone, so there was really not much information leaked from this phone call, the only thing was... a lady was found, and this was the new friend's concern.

"Ma'am?" The new friend was clearly interested.

"Sir, what do you want us to do?" Raven touched Rhett without a trace.

"I need... You guys go back with me and get Will Graham back," the new friend smiled, "I really hope he can come to my house as a guest, you know, I am a gourmet, and I am also his Best friends."

"But sir, gourmets and Will's good friends can't be paralleled at all, because what you are talking about is completely different, but I think... Will doesn't think you are his friend." Reid put the phone away Get up, "Because you are the one who hasn't been able to see his face since he was imprisoned—Hannibal Lecter."