[Zhongyingmei] The last string

Rossi was the first to arrive on the scene.

He bypassed multiple police officers and forensic officers and walked into Hotch's house, and saw Viola standing there covered in blood.

He hesitated for a moment, then patted Viola's shoulder lightly, the female detective trembled slightly, turned her head to look at him, her eyes finally began to focus slowly.

"Rossi, I...I'm going to find Aaron, please...!" She didn't finish her sentence, turned around and ran out.

Viola's last bit of reason told her that she couldn't leave the scene yet, she had to wait for the members of her team to come over before she could leave.

She could only watch helplessly as the medical staff carried Hotch away, unable to follow.

When she sees Rossi now, she loses her sanity.

She drove all the way to the hospital, and then rushed in again.

"Where is Aaron Hoter? He was just sent here." Viola said very fast.

The nurse was taken aback by the appearance of her covered in blood, but her good professionalism made her react quickly and turned over the list in her hand.

"Is Aaron Hoter right? He's operating in operating room three," the nurse said. "Ma'am, are you sure you're okay?"

Because of her embarrassment, she really doesn't seem to be okay.

Viola froze for a moment, then looked down at herself, her white shirt was almost soaked in dark red blood, and her hands were also covered with viscous red liquid.

She managed to pull a smile: "No, I'm fine, thank you."

Viola asked the direction of operating room No. [-] and ran directly there.

The red light in the operating room was still on, and there was no sound inside. Viola experienced for the second time what suffering is.

The first time was while waiting for police to tell her about her parents after the bombings that year.

Which is more frightening, the hopeless waiting or the feeling of dashed hopes.

Viola doesn't want to know the answer to this question at all right now.

She just hoped that Hotch would be safe and come out of the operating room intact.

Viola's hand clenched tighter and tighter, she lowered her head against her clasped hands.

** and Emily met at the entrance of the hospital. After asking the nurses, they ran to the door of the operating room and saw a distraught Viola.

Neither of them spoke, they had never seen a mixed-race detective like this before.

Emily sat beside her and gently put her arms around her shoulders, hoping to give her some strength.

**Standing at the door of the operating room, staring at the red light that was on, with his arms crossed, his expression serious.

This time is always the most difficult.

Time passed by, Viola didn't know how long it had been now.

Is it still night?Is it still early in the morning?

This operation...why did it take so long?

Suddenly, the lights in the operating room dimmed, and the doctor came out from inside.

Viola stood next to the doctor almost instantly, and asked in a cautious and dry voice: "Doctor, how is he?"

"Fortunately, the two stab wounds on the chest avoided important parts, otherwise it would be dangerous."

Her heart, which had been hanging all this time, finally fell to the ground, and her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, making her suddenly feel dizzy, and she almost fell to the ground.

Emily and ** beside her quickly supported her.

Viola waved her hands to indicate that she was fine, staggered twice, and stood up straight.

"The patient is still very weak. If he wants to stay behind, it is best to have only one person there. If there is no accident, the patient will wake up at noon." The doctor instructed.

The three detectives earnestly expressed their understanding and thanked the doctor.

The doctor nodded to them and left.

The three of them followed the nurse to send Hotch to the ward, at this time Viola finally calmed down a little.

"I'm sorry, but I..." Before Viola could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Emily.

"We understand that we will follow up on the case. You take care of Hotch." Emily comforted.

** nodded, agreeing with Emily's words.

Viola gave them a thankful look.

Emily and ** left, they are going to help Rossi, Reid and Man should be there too.

And Garcia was probably already back in her computer room.

Viola sat beside the hospital bed, gently holding Hotch's hand, and the steady beating electrocardiogram beside her told her that the man was still alive and well.

Although badly injured, although he looks terrible now, he is still alive.

That's enough for her.

She looked at the person on the bed, and this look was like a night.

*****

It was almost four o'clock in the morning when the operation was over, and it was almost noon when the BAU team members stopped to go back to the hospital to check on Hotch after a round of tossing around.

When they saw Viola sitting beside the hospital bed, they were shocked.

The female detective was still wearing the blood-soaked shirt from last night, her eyes were bloodshot, her dark circles were so heavy that they almost reached her chin, her complexion was very bad.

"Viola, you haven't rested all night?" Rossi asked with a frown.

She shook her head, afraid that if she fell asleep, she would miss Hotch waking up.

"How are you guys? Any news from Foyet?"

Last night, the police issued a nationwide bulletin on Reaper, although Viola felt that it was useless to this extremely cunning person.

"We searched Hotch's house, did Foyet make the gun hole in the wall?" Rossi asked.

He remembered that Viola's penis wasn't that big in diameter, and she didn't have the ability to go through walls.

"I didn't shoot, it should have been Foyet. When I entered the house, Aaron had already fallen to the ground." Viola's voice sounded a little floaty.

"He had that ability to kill Hotch, why didn't he do it?" Man frowned.

He couldn't believe that a serial killer would let Hotch go.

"It's about control, what Foyet values ​​most." Viola rubbed her brows, trying to clear herself up.

"He wants Hotch to know that his life is in his hands," Rossi added.

Viola's face was full of gloom, she couldn't believe what would have happened if she hadn't planned to stay in Hotch that day.

Even if Hotch is not killed, Foyet will do everything possible to torture him and destroy his will in order to get pleasure.

"Is there anything else?" Viola tried to make her tone less distorted.

"The page B at the back of the notebook on Hotch's desk was torn out, and I checked to record the address," Reid added.

B?

Viola's mind was running rapidly, and when a person appeared in her mind, she couldn't help closing her eyes.

"Haley..." A bad premonition rose in her heart.

"What?" Everyone looked at her suspiciously.

"Haley's last name used to be Books."

Both of them are very worried that because of their work, their enemies will find their families to take revenge.For this reason, Viola forged the identity of Kary in her file, and Hotch was careful when recording the addresses of all parties, and put Haley's address in the previous surname.

The expressions of all the people present changed, and a group of people immediately called Garcia, got Haley's current address, and hurried over.

Viola stayed with Hotch, she didn't want him to wake up without seeing anyone.

Not long after everyone in BAU left, Hotch made a move.

He moved his fingers and was immediately spotted by Viola.She leaned closer to him nervously to confirm his situation.

Hotch's eyelids moved and he opened them slowly.

What catches the eye is Viola who is in a panic, she is completely different from her usual neatly dressed appearance.

"Where am I?" His throat felt extremely dry.

"Hospital, don't move, I'll call the doctor over."

A doctor arrived shortly after and performed a brief examination on Hotch, who was in good condition.

"Foyet..." He was struggling to speak now.

"There is no news about him now, you should rest well, they are looking for it." Viola didn't dare to tell him that Haley was being targeted.

Even in a state of extreme weakness, Hotch, the BAU director and boyfriend of the former detective, can see that something is wrong with Viola.

He tightened Viola's hand and asked seriously: "What happened?"

Viola looked at his persistent eyes, opened her mouth, and was silent for a while, only telling him about Haley.

Hotch fell silent, closing his eyes and refusing to speak.

"Rossi and the others have all rushed over, she and Jack will be fine." Viola could only comfort her in a pale voice.

*****

Haley and Jack are fine, both of them are rushing to the hospital.

When Viola told Hotch the news, his expression finally looked better, but it was still heavy.

Because anyway, they already knew that if Foyet was after Haley and Jack, then things would never go well.

At this time, Viola can only stay by Hotch's side to let him know that he is not alone.

Nothing feels more hopeless than being alone in a moment of helplessness.

Viola knew what that felt like.

Haley appeared at the door of the ward. She had her hair cut short, and she looked much neater than before. She was neatly dressed, and everything was fine except for her confused and frightened expression.

And Viola was covered in blood, and she could see the tension and depression at a glance.

The contrast is too stark.

Haley saw the clasped hands of the two men.

The female detective smiled slightly at Hotch, let go of her hand, gave Haley a slight 'please' gesture, and left the ward.

Haley looked at the flustered Viola passing her by with a complicated expression.

In the ward where Viola left, he saw a little Jack with a confused face. He was led by the nurse and looked up at Viola.

"Hello, Aunt Mill..." he said softly.

Viola raised a gentle smile, squatted down and looked at Jack at the same level: "Hi, Litteboy."

"Auntie, are you hurt?" Jack looked at him worriedly, and put his little hand on Viola's face, as if trying to comfort her.

The female detective was both moved and sour. She gently held Jack's little hand and replied softly, "Auntie is not injured. These are all...fake."

She didn't want Jack to know that she was covered in blood from his tall and stalwart father.

"Fake...? It's... well, acting or something?" Jack asked with his head tilted.

"Yeah, yeah," she made her tone brighter. "Does Jack like acting?"

"I...don't know," Jack looked troubled, and then his tone became cautious, "What about Dad? I want to see him...I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Of course, you can." The smile on Viola's face faded a little, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

After a few words, Haley came out from inside, she waved to Jack, and led him into the ward.

Viola watched the father and son talking inside, and gradually clenched her fists when she heard Hotch's relaxed and cautious tone.

When will this torture end?

The author has something to say: Ex-wife girlfriend Xiu Luochang + little angel Jack appeared

How many chapters do you think Buddha’s bento will be popular in?

(top the lid and escape)

Characters in this chapter

Ex-wife of Haley BooksHotch

Son of Jack HoterHotch

Gee·Foyet Boston Reaper, the serial killer who is probably about to be handed out by me