[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

The fact is that even if Lance promised him to meet face-to-face with the internationally wanted criminal who came out of the legendary country, it must be accompanied by the police.

The one-sided meeting through the glass went very smoothly.

Lance and Red stood in front of the one-way mirror and watched the police officers super loudly ask each other's purpose in Great Britain.

The young man from country R, ​​who was controlled by handcuffs, seemed very impatient. He yawned with a big mouth, and the next second the table in front of him was slapped, showing a tough attitude that he must explain something.

Lance tilted his head and looked at the thin young man and then at his own wrist. He always felt that he could punch ten punches with the physique opposite him. In this conversion, could he also punch a brown bear?

Of course, this is just a joke, but if it looks like this, the R country on the opposite side should not be able to beat the bear.

Everyone who understands understands it, just like in the previous life, everyone in the motherland was a master of martial arts, and everyone in Sichuan had a panda in their home, which is just an old and distorted rumor.

"As long as you cooperate, we will let you meet the person you want to see." The voice of the police officer became louder.

The young man looked even more bored, "Stop arguing!"

He spoke English with an obvious accent, but everyone could hear the anxiety in the other party's tone, "I've said it before, but I want to see that black-haired assistant of yours." He paused, "We You have shown sincerity, why are you still fooling us?"

Rhett's fingers moved, and he glanced at Lestrade, who was standing aside and still yawning.

Lestrade patted his cheek lightly to make himself more awake, "You have also read the information I gave you before, he has actually explained a lot of things, his organization has also said it, and the purpose of coming is also said Smuggling out the sapphire seemed to be very cooperative, but he also said that there is one thing to wait for our assistant to say."

"I'm not the only one talking about the black hair and the assistant, isn't Sherlock's hair color too?" Lance turned around and pointed to the indifferent young man from country R on the side of the one-way mirror, "There's also this person I'm I really don’t have an impression, did I make a mistake?”

Lestrade shook his head, "It's you, he made it clear that he had investigated the jewelry store theft before, and he knew Sherlock."

"Then I go in?" Reid took the words, "His goal is Noah's words, and he can't be allowed to achieve his goal from the beginning."

Lestrade looked back and forth at Red with some doubts. He and Red didn't have much time to communicate, and most of the time was lubricated by Lance. Although he knew that he was one of the best geniuses, he had never seen him confront the suspect. look.

"The little doctor can be counted as my senior." Lance trusted Rhett, "Sheriff, just help me out."

After Lestrade led Rhett into the door, the police officer who was yelling paused for a moment, then gave the young man who was sitting a hard look, then took the documents scattered on the table, turned around and left, waiting for the policeman behind him After the door was closed, he rubbed his eyes helplessly, then took the coffee handed over by his companion and drank a cup of coffee before he heaved a sigh of relief.

For such a long time, the burden on the throat is too great.

Lance was still watching the situation inside through the one-way mirror.

Lestrade and Rhett sat down opposite the young man. From Lance's angle, he could only see the backs of their heads and the young man's sudden glance at him.

Oh hoo?

"You are the police chief." The young man smiled, "I saw you last night, I still remember." It seems that this is something to be very proud of.

"I am." Lestrade nodded, then turned his face, "This is our foreign aid, Dr. Spencer Reed."

The young man nodded, "Yes, DR. Rhett."

"You were caught on purpose." Reid flipped through the information that Lestrade handed over, as if he was looking at the appearance of the young man on the information, the rebellious look on his face was quite different from the one before him. rut.

The young man scratched his head irritably, "Yes... no... Anyway, I'm already in front of you. Who cares how I was arrested?"

"I didn't expect you to have a hobby of cruelty to animals." Reid hesitated when he said this, he didn't want to call this behavior a hobby. "According to the research, the early awakening performance of serial murderers is..."

"Shut up!" The young man's eyebrows suddenly relaxed, "We are not, and we have no interest in abusing cats and dogs. I just went out and threw the leftovers into the trash can."

Lestrade immediately followed up, "Did you eat cat food at night?"

……

The gang obviously didn't eat cat food for dinner, so the young man refused to answer the relevant questions again, but turned the topic to Rhett, "I've seen you, in country A."

Rhett shook his head, "I haven't seen you."

The young man paused, "I saw you before the jewelry store that day."

Reid glanced at the young man's face again, and continued to shake his head affirmatively, "I haven't seen you before."

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched, "It's okay, it's enough for me to meet you."

"So, what do you want to see us for?" Rhett asked.

The young man raised his head slowly, passed Rhett and Lestrade, and seemed to meet Lance who was separated by a glass, and he said a name.

"Kelvin Eddy, little Noah, do you remember him?"

Lance clearly felt that his breathing stopped for a moment.

"Who's Kelvin Eddy?" asked Lestrade, who had met Lance.

Lance sighed, "I was raised in an orphanage."

Lestrade was taken aback by the opening, and then said sorry with an apologetic face.

Lance waved his hand and continued to sigh, "If I hadn't heard this name today, I'm afraid I would never think of it again in my life."

Lestrade quickly put on a decent posture, waiting for Lance's story.

"In my impression, he should be eight or nine years older than me. He was a big boy with black hair, but he was good at stealing and was often punished by the dean. Later, when the orphanage closed down, he disappeared without a trace, but he was already in the nearby The neighborhood got mixed up with some drug addicts, and after I was admitted to college, my world was completely separated from before, and after I entered the FBI, I lost contact with my former partners in the same hospital, it was really a surprise.”

"why?"

"I went to a new city and a new community when I went to college. After I entered the FBI, I also looked for my former partners, but they basically refused to contact me. My boss told me that our work for the Communist Party would make my former partners feel uncomfortable. Panic." Lance rubbed his neck in distress, "Is it because I'm so good, Eddie took me out when he was doing something?"

The three of them didn't speak any more. After a while, Lance suggested again, "Why don't I go meet him, and I want to know the reason." He said this with a toothache expression, obviously very troubled.

Lestrade expressed his refusal, "It involves your previous affairs, no matter what anyone does with your name, it now shows that they know you very well, and may even have studied you for a while." He had previously The excitement also dissipated a lot, "It seems that what he showed from yesterday to now is what they want us to know, for your safety recently..."

That's right, if Sherlock still lives in 211B, Baker Street must be the safest block in Scotland Yard, but now that Sherlock and his cohabitants have fled to the Middle East, McCoff's manpower must have withdrawn a lot.

"It doesn't matter." Lance looked at the silent Reid, and comforted the worried sheriff, "My ability is enough to protect myself and protect the little doctor, but the sheriff can speak up if you need us here."

Lestrade's lips moved, but he still nodded.

After returning home, Lance took a shower and lay down on the bed. He checked Twitter on his mobile phone, and the people on the follow list all posted good news, and the distance between himself and them was not very far.

When Red came out of the bathroom, Lance was still scrolling through Twitter with relish.

"What happened today." Reid lifted the quilt and lay down.

Lance put down his phone and glanced at Reed who had already dried his hair, "Spenther wants to comfort me?"

Rhett couldn't see anything unusual from Lance's face, "The thing about the orphanage."

Lance nodded, "It was indeed not a good experience, but I've put it down, so don't worry too much about me." He paused and continued, "But that Kelvin Eddy is indeed troublesome."

Rhett raised an eyebrow.

"I said before that I have a good friend in the orphanage, his name is Nellie, Nellie Eddie." Lance shook his head, "He is the same age as me, and he is a brother of Kelvin It’s a relationship, but their relationship is not good, and Nellie warned me not to believe Kelvin’s words, because he taught me to be bad.”

"However, not long after what happened at that time, the orphanage closed down, and we didn't contact each other. If this happens now, maybe Kelvin may have a grudge against me and want to take revenge on me." Lance sighed In one breath, "But now that he has come out, he jumped in front of me on his own initiative. It should be because he found that I was missing in country A. He was worried that I wouldn't go back, so he was anxious, but since he didn't come directly to me, he still used this method." It’s a roundabout way, I can only say that although he is doing well now, it’s just good.”

"Revenge on you?" Rhett frowned.

Lance looked into Rhett's beautiful eyes, reached out and gently touched his cheek, "After that night, the person who died was his younger brother, but I was able to stand properly, and his younger brother could only be wrapped A tattered bed sheet buried deep in the ground."

Not to mention being admitted to college, entering the FBI, having a decent job, and having an excellent lover.

I'm really sorry, Spencer.

The author has something to say: on the fifth day of the daily update, meow meow.

Lance's orphanage story, Lance's little friend, was mentioned at the beginning, and also mentioned in Chapter 23, but it was just a memory of Lance's panic.

Main line here I come