[Criminal Minds] Wooden Legs of Justice

Hotch looked at the dimly lit Los Angeles outside Xuan's window, but all he thought about in his mind was what to do after he found the one who ran away from home.Thinking of this, Hotch's knuckles crackled again.

The sweet-looking stewardess came to remind the passengers to put on their seat belts and paid special attention to this mature and handsome man, not because of his meticulous integrity, but because of his constantly beating occlusal muscles.

As a result, Hotch was regarded as a passenger who was not suitable for landing on the plane, and was comforted by the beautiful stewardess Hao.Hotch, who was treated like this for the first time, smiled awkwardly at the sympathetic stewardess, but his behavior was laughed at by a tall brown-haired man in the seat next to him.

Thinking of the call he received five hours ago, Hotch gritted his teeth.

"Hotch, hotch? I'm at the airport with Jack! I'm going to teach him how to get rid of his prudish dad and go on an adventure!"

Just thinking about it, Hotch seemed to have seen the arrogant look of that blond monster.

"Say goodbye to Dad..." The owner of the voice said with a smile: "Jack is saying goodbye to you! By the way, beating a child is domestic violence! You are a law enforcement officer, don't know the law and break the law! Confinement is also cold violence! "

"Ah, it's time to board the plane, we're going to Los Angeles! I heard Morgan and the others are there too! Bye!"

So Director Bingshan decisively booked a regular flight to Los Angeles.

"Tim!?" Morgan hurried out of the bar, bumping into Tim who was holding Jack.

"Hey, derk." Jack fell asleep a little, hurriedly greeted Morgan, changed positions in Tim's arms and continued to sleep.

"Why are you here?" Morgan asked in surprise, and after a random reaction, he took out his mobile phone and began to dismantle it: "What did you do to my mobile phone?!"

"It's just a joke." Tim said nonchalantly, "I'm penniless now, living on the streets, being hunted down, please take me in!" Tim sniffled and said pitifully.

"Are you kidding!" Morgan almost jumped up, he suddenly realized, shouldn't someone be lying on the hospital bed?And what about Jack?

"Didn't I run away too fast and didn't bring anything with me? I paid for the air ticket with my mobile phone, and now I don't have a penny of cash on me, and I don't bring a credit card... Fortunately, dinner is provided on the plane..." Tim rambled began to tell how poor he was.

"Why don't you go find Leo?" Morgan believed that Tim must have more than one phone with that little thing in his phone.

Tim blinked innocently, and Morgan understood what Tim meant, and the reason was that he didn't want to be treated the same way he had just called Leo.

"I don't want to wait two hours outside the door, and when the door opens maybe one of them is still asleep and needs you to whisper."

"Well, your ilisa is missing, but you don't even know what her real name is, maybe it's just an alias." Tim put little Jack under the covers, and stood on the balcony with Morgan to talk.

"The bartender said that she doesn't go out with others very much. She usually just drinks two drinks there. She looks like a nice girl. Such a woman doesn't need to give herself an alias."

"Well, you are familiar with these places, you have the final say." Tim lit his cigarette, looked at the night outside the balcony, and began to fall silent.

"You don't look very good." Morgan said, and then felt that he shouldn't speak. The BAU has agreed not to profile each other, but in fact it is difficult for everyone to hide from each other.

"Well, it's not very good," Tim said. Morgan stopped talking, he knew he should be a qualified emotional trash can at this time.

"About five or six years ago, when I first joined Interpol, I had a partner named castile.kempe. Then we cooperated for a while. How should I put it, this guy is not suitable for this line of work, you know, just special The careful kind, to put it bluntly, is timid. He has been following me and rarely works on the front line. Soon I will be transferred to Russia."

"That's it?" Morgan asked, expecting a thrilling story.

"Well, that's it, recently he was sent undercover in Los Angeles, God knows who gave this order! What an idiot! Then someone told me that he disappeared." Tim took a deep draw on his cigarette and continued to stare at the outside. In a daze at night.

"He's dead?" Morgan asked a little surprised.Everyone knows that in this line of work, missing is tantamount to death.

"Maybe." Tim frowned. "He said that if he died, let me collect his body."

Morgan also frowned, this kind of words... "He likes you."

"Who knows..." Tim stubbed out his cigarette, turned and went back into the house.

In my memory, a little man who was always shy and timid appeared in front of Tim. He always smiled at Tim flatteringly, and took good care of Tim who was always careless... At the last parting, he said to Tim: "If one day I disappeared, remember to collect my body..." How did I answer at that time? Tim had forgotten, just as he had forgotten Castile's face.

"Ahhh!" The little doctor bounced off the bed with his mobile phone.

"What's wrong?" Hotch's voice sounded from the other end.

"No, nothing sir!" The little doctor got up and put on his clothes in a panic, and then put his left glove into the right sleeve of the clothes.

"Hotch?" Leo opened the door with only a bath towel wrapped around his lower body, and there was a hotch with a straight face outside the door.

The little doctor poked his head out of the room with a flushed face: "I'm sorry sir!"

Hotch came to his senses and turned his gaze awkwardly: "I hope I didn't bother you." Although he is usually serious, it doesn't mean that he wants to disturb the private life of his subordinates, especially during the holidays.

"It's nothing, you sit down first." Leo signaled Hotch to be casual, then turned and went into the room to get dressed.God knows how hotch finds them!Probably that traitor Garcia again!Hackers are really hard to deal with. If I had known, I would not have used my credit card last night!

"Okay, now the situation is that Tim ran away with Jack?" Leo appeared neatly dressed, followed by the little doctor who looked curiously at the hotch in casual clothes.

"Tim said he wanted to come to you to play... But Jack left a message saying that he was here to find someone... The kid couldn't speak clearly, I don't know if he meant to come to see you or what." Hotch rubbed his brows, "Tim's body The injury is still not healed, and the doctor said that it will take at least a month before he can be discharged from the hospital." Hotch felt a twinge in his heart when he thought of the fleshy wound on Tim's rib.

"Ha, I'm looking for someone again..." The little doctor said casually, while holding the coffee Leo poured for him, he sat on the sofa wigglingly. Seeing this, Leo stuffed a pillow behind Reid's waist.

"Cough." Hotch coughed dryly, and then saw the little doctor's face "swipe" red. "You still have to pay attention to your body." Finally Hotch said.In the eyes of him and Rossi, Spencer.reid is just a child who can't grow up, and it is necessary to remind him.

"Well, Morgan seemed to say that someone was missing last night. Oh, it's called Ilisa!" The little doctor recalled what he heard while half asleep, and said.

"Is there a lot of missing people recently?" The big lion put down the coffee cup in his hand, frowning and asked.

"Aren't you going to join Leo and the others?" Morgan asked Tim who had just woken up.

"I think hotch must be looking for them! I don't want to hit the gun." Tim carefully got up from the bed, trying not to touch the wound under his ribs.

"Honestly, I don't think Hotch doesn't know you're here. He'll go to Leo and the others first, and then he'll come to me." Morgan replied to the point.

"So I have to make a time difference," Leo rushed into the bathroom quickly, and rushed out again, "Lend me money."

Morgan threw the wallet to Tim helplessly, watched the blond man hand Henry over to him quickly, and then fled away.

"Hey, molang, I didn't expect it to be you." Tim jumped into an inconspicuous car, saw the man in the driver's seat, his expression froze, and he had to say hello.

"Louis XIV can become an Interpol, what's wrong with me being responsible for finding someone?" Molang said, he was a tall man with brown hair.

"Okay, okay, I forgot to tell you, I am now on behalf of Interpol's long-term assignment to cooperate with BAU, and the direct supervisor is the director of BAU, not Interpol. But you, the direct subordinate is obviously the National Security Bureau, how can you be in charge of this ?” Tim said calmly.

Molang snorted coldly, but didn't speak.He is also from Interpol, but he is not an expatriate, but a transfer.He and Tim are always at odds, especially Tim has a friend named Leo. Harrington!It's as if no one really knows who that person is!

"Lieutenant General Bob seems to be very concerned about this matter. I wonder if the Interpol has greeted him." Molang said.

"Tim ran away!?" Hotch gasped violently, trying to catch his breath.

Morgan made a helpless expression, "It didn't take 40 seconds for him to go out and jump into a car. Unless I went directly through the window, I would definitely not be able to catch up."

"At least we can be sure of one thing now, can't we? Tim is here to find someone. In other words, someone is missing, at least for Tim." The little doctor blinked, trying to change the topic to Go up in the direction that is not easy to catch fire.

"Ilisa's cell phone is turned off, and she can't be contacted, so she is considered missing." Leo looked at everyone with an expression of "something is about to happen", and there was obviously a hint of excitement on his face.

"Including Abel, are there three missing persons?" The little doctor looked at the main channel of Bingshan: "Can I apply to transfer the BAU?"

"Let's check first... now it is confirmed that Abel you mentioned is the only one who is missing. Ilisa has only been out of contact for less than ten hours, so I can't confirm it. Tim doesn't know what to check..." Hotch felt his temples twitch It hurts to jump.

Is it impossible to get through the official way, isn't there still a personal friendship!The head of the Los Angeles Police Department of course knows the director of the BAU, Hotch. Fortunately, they have a good relationship.

"It's okay, you can borrow resources to see the situation first, although it's not considered a case, but you can still investigate it privately." The person in charge of the General Police Department said.They can be regarded as half colleagues, so there is nothing wrong with letting them look at the investigation of Abel's disappearance.

"Thank you." Hotch said thanks, and then they entered a small office dedicated to missing persons cases.

"I think it's more convenient to call Garcia." Reid looked at the chaotic office for a while, and then said.

Facts have proved that the little doctor's choice is correct.

"Okay, let me make a long story short." Garcia's voice still sounded sober, "I have already passed on the information you want. So, write off this matter, everyone! I risk being found out Executing in a cross-border!" Garcia mainly refers to tracking the whereabouts of Leo and the little doctor twice.

"I found out that I have fallen out of favor since the appearance of Leo and Tim." Morgan said seriously: "Babygirl, do you dare to say that you didn't have a part of the credit for that tracking locator!?"

Garcia quickly hung up the phone.

"Look at this file, it looks like a copy of Dr. Reid." The big lion hugged the little doctor casually, and shoved Abel's file under the little doctor's nose to show him.

"No bad records, all A's all the way...Skip a grade to go to school...No record of participating in group activities, no boy scouts, no field camping...I have already seen a thin and good student." Leo said, holding Abel The photos are picked out.In the photo, a boy with chestnut hair who looked very thin, with pale skin and dark circles under his eyes, smiled shyly at the camera.

"ilisa, all ilisa... well, I gotta say Tim is right, there's no picture of her." Morgan looked up from the pile of pictures, "the phone numbers are bearer calling cards, and there's no one here that looks like Like her girl."

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