tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

Fiona was silent for a moment.

eden waited patiently for her answer.

"I like my job now," she said, "but—"

"but what?"

"But I don't want to miss this opportunity," Fiona said.

Eden didn't look surprised, he seemed to know that Fiona would not refuse.

"That's good." He nodded calmly and seriously, "Your file will be sent to the Quantico FBI training base immediately."

"Right now?" Fiona was surprised, "I thought they would do a screening first or something."

"Oh, you won't be screened out."

Eden's tone sounded very positive.

"You sound like you know something," Fiona said, raising her eyebrows.

"Because I lied just now." Eden said without changing his face, "They don't want me to recommend any candidates, but they want you by name."

"I don't understand. Why would they do that?" Fiona asked, frowning.

"You are an excellent agent, you should be more confident." Eden said, "The fbi needs young and enthusiastic people like you, but of course, losing you is also a loss for us."

Fiona couldn't help laughing.

"Then they'll reimburse me for the settlement, right?" she asked jokingly.

"Of course, and it will definitely be more than what you got here." Eden smiled.

"By the way," Fiona suddenly thought of something, "If I didn't agree to join the FBI just now, what would you do?"

"Then I'll respect your decision," Eden said, "but I figured you wouldn't say no. You're dating that young doctor, aren't you?"

"Yes."

While playing with the cap of the signature pen, Eden jokingly said, "Then I can only wish you that you will not be assigned to a group with him."

"Oh, absolutely not." Fiona responded with a smile.

"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you," Eden said. "You can leave now, Agent Mars. Don't forget, you're still my subordinate until you go to Quantico to officially take over the training."

"Of course I understand, sir." Fiona said, while secretly pondering the meaning of what Eden said just now.Why did he specifically remind Fiona that she might join Reid's group?Unless she was trained to be a profiler, there was no way this would have happened.

That afternoon, Fiona's team received a case.

A boy disappeared while playing in his garden in the afternoon. The child's mother rushed to report the incident. Their neighbors said they had never seen the boy.

This may be the last case Fiona handles at GBI.So she's going to try to fix it as perfectly as possible.But when they issued an Amber Alert and rushed to the scene, the careless mother apologetically told them that the baby had been found.

The naughty boy climbed up a tree next to his house and hid in it trying to scare his mother, only to lie down on it and fall asleep.If a neighbor hadn't spotted him in time, he might have accidentally fallen from a narrow tree branch and broken his neck.

"Fortunately, the child is safe and sound, that's the most important thing, isn't it?" Alick said.

Of course Fiona knew he was right, but somewhere deep inside she felt a little regretful.She didn't want the boy kidnapped or anything, but she didn't want this kind of case to end her career at gbi.

She found herself somewhat looking forward to the case.Wouldn't this kind of thinking be a little strange, even...perverted?she thought to herself mockingly.

As a result, God quickly responded to her expectation.

On the way back to gbi headquarters, fiona received a call from eden, who wanted them to rush to a crime scene immediately.

"A school bus exploded," said Eden's voice.

"Oh my God, is anyone hurt?" Sarah exclaimed in surprise.

"The school bus was empty, only a middle-aged man passing by was slightly injured." Eden said.

The explosion happened in a parking lot next to a middle school.Now the yellow warning signs have been pulled up there, and the police cars and the media have surrounded the place with water.Some good onlookers were standing there pointing and talking about it.

The on-site forensic personnel had already arrived. According to them, this was obviously a man-made bombing case, because they found homemade explosives in the car.

Fiona stared at the wreckage of the school bus.Most of its yellow shell had turned into charred black, and there was a strong and pungent smell of burnt plastic.

"Don't these people have anything else to do?" Alick looked at the onlookers and said helplessly to Fiona.

Fiona suddenly had an idea.She hurried to an on-site forensic officer and asked him to help take a clear picture of all the onlookers.

"No problem," the man said, and started snapping the shutters at the men.

"You think the suspect might be around here?" Sarah asked.

"Probably." Alick answered first, "I once dealt with a case of serial arson caused by gang disputes. We found the suspect's trace from the monitor at that time. That bastard had to stay at the scene after every arson , mixed in with the onlookers to watch their own achievements."

Fiona walked over to an appraiser who was squatting on the ground studying the remains of the explosive.

"What have we discovered now?" she asked.

"A very crude homemade detonator, but as you can see, it is quite powerful." He replied, "According to me, this is definitely not something that amateurs can make."

"So you think he might have expertise?"

"Not necessarily." He said, "This thing can be bought on the black market, as long as you have a way."

After returning to GBI, they sorted out the photos taken at the scene and watched the surveillance video of the parking lot.

Surveillance video captured a scene.At 1:[-] this morning, a figure in a black coat and hood appeared in the parking lot.He used some kind of tool to pry open the window of the school bus, and got out of the window in less than a minute after climbing on the school bus.

"Unfortunately, we can't see his face." Sarah said.

They didn't even know his gender, but Sarah used the software to estimate the man's height to be around 5'51.

"Five feet five inches is a bit short for a man," Alick said, "but it's still hard to judge gender."

Fiona picked up those photos and flipped through them.Suddenly, she was attracted by one of the photos.

"I know this guy," she said, frowning.

"Which one?" Alick leaned over and asked.

"This." Fiona pointed at one of the young men with blond hair. "Cecil Torres, I met him before. His father and Agent Rossi are acquaintances."

"His father? Also the FBI?" Alick asked.

"Yes." Fiona raised her eyebrows, "—and she's an expert in demolition."

"What connection do you think there is?" Sarah asked, turning to her.

"I don't know." Fiona said, "Can you find Cecil's contact information?"

"No problem." Sarah said, "give me a minute. I learned a lot of useful things from penelope before, which can greatly shorten the time of searching for information-oh, I found it. Oh, you should Come see this."

Sarah swiped the mouse to show Fiona what she found.

——That was a piece of news two years ago.

"The local master's student designed a new type of blasting device and applied for a patent." Alick read, "It doesn't sound like a coincidence at all."

Fiona called Cecil according to the number Sarah found.

As soon as she answered the phone, there was an impatient voice on the phone.

"If you want to sell insurance, you can hang up now," said the voice.

"It sounds like you've been harassed by salesmen a lot," Fiona said.

Before she finished speaking, she heard a dull crashing sound from over there.

"Oh, damn it." The other party cursed.

"Are you okay?" Fiona asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," said Cecil's voice, "I mean... er, shit." He gasped, "Sorry, I fell off the second bunk just now—but don't worry, I don't think there's a broken bone. Um—what's the matter?"

"You don't want to ask who I am?" Fiona raised her eyebrows.

"I recognize your voice," Cecil said, "Agent Mars, right?"

"Good guess." Fiona said.

"Because you have a very...well, characteristic voice." It sounded like Cecil's tongue was a little knotted, "Honestly, I'm glad you called—I mean, I forgot to ask for your call last time number, it made me regret it for days - oh no, forget that, I'm not the type to just ask for a girl's number, I mean you-"

His voice came clearly to the ears of others. Fiona gave Sarah and the others a helpless smile.

"You were at the scene of the school bus bombing today, right?" Fiona decided to go straight to the point and successfully interrupted Cecil's thoughts.

"Oh yes." Cecil sounded surprised. "My house is near there. You were there? I didn't notice you, I'm sorry."

Fiona was silent for a while, "You are also an expert in explosives, I just want to ask you what you think about this case."

"Oh." Cecil didn't seem to expect Fiona to ask this question. "Of course I can help, but I need some more specific information. Oh, by the way, would you like to have dinner with me? You can put the case The situation told me that I might be able to help a little."

"I'm sorry," Fiona said apologetically, "I cannot disclose the circumstances of the case to you."

"Okay..." Cecil said disappointedly, "What about dinner? Is it okay to just eat?"

"I may work overtime tonight." Fiona politely declined.

"Oh, no problem. All right." Cecil said hastily.

After hanging up Cecil's phone, Fiona found Sarah staring at her with a smile on her face.

"What?" Fiona looked at her innocently with her arms outstretched.

"Charming." Sarah said jokingly.

"Oh, shut up."

In the evening, Fiona was planning to go to the restaurant to buy a sandwich to satisfy her hunger, when she suddenly received a call from Reid.

"Hi, Fiona." Reid's voice sounded cheerful, "—I heard good news."

"Oh, I was going to tell you," Fiona said, "but I just got caught up in a case so I didn't have time to tell you. But how did you know I was going to Quantico?"

"What?" Reid exclaimed in surprise. "You're going to Quantico? What are you going to do?"

"Yeah, that's right." Fiona was almost as surprised as he was, "—isn't this the good news you want to tell?"