[Zhongyingmei] The last string

It's been a terrible year for BAU.

Many things are simply out of their control, and they are caught off guard.

For example, **'s departure, and Emily's death.

This was a very heavy blow to the entire BAU team. **, who had been with them for almost six years, was suddenly transferred away by the Ministry of National Defense. Talents like ** were needed there.

In order to transfer the boss, the above even put pressure on Strauss and Hotch, if they don't get the boss, then both of them will lose their jobs.

** had to leave, no matter how much she felt reluctant, she couldn't continue to stay in BAU, otherwise the team would face not only the loss of an excellent press liaison officer, but the crisis of disbandment and reorganization.

On the day she left, everyone felt extremely uncomfortable and felt their own powerlessness.

Poor Garcia didn't dare to cry too hard in front of her mother, but when Emily and Viola looked for her, she was crying out of breath in her small office.

However, this is not the end.

Half a year later, Emily was in crisis when the criminals she captured when she was Interpol escaped from prison.

Ian·Doyle is an extremely dangerous person. In order to arrest this terrorist, Interpol spent a lot of effort.

The detectives involved in the case were killed one by one. Emily clearly realized that she was also on Doyle's list. In order to protect everyone in BAU, she decided to take the risk alone.

By the time everyone in BAU finally found Doyle's hiding place through a series of profiling, Emily was already dying.

The operation failed to save her, and they lost their family members who had been with them for many years.

The BAU team was facing budget cuts and layoffs, so Hotch was sent to Pakistan to deal with terrorist issues, but he was still in charge of the BAU team in name.

After eight full months, they found Doyle.

And an unexpected person appeared.

Emily came back. She didn't die on the operating table, but was sent to Paris to hide after a successful operation.

This is undoubtedly great news for everyone.

Doyle was shot dead during the arrest, and the shadow over Emily finally disappeared.

Although we experienced parting, everyone finally got together again, which can be described as a blessing in misfortune.

*****

To be honest, Viola was a little annoyed that Hotch had kept Emily's affairs from her for eight whole months, and hadn't revealed a single word to her.

However, she was always soft-hearted when she met this man, especially when she saw him so thin after returning from Pakistan, there was almost nothing left in her heart but distress.

So during this time, as long as she has time, she always cooks for Hotch in different ways, hoping that he can quickly return to his previous body shape.

Although the reunion is happy, everyone will be more or less uncomfortable or confused in their hearts.

After all, the trauma of a family member's death is real, and while Emily eventually returns, the scars linger.

Perhaps to let everyone relax, Garcia started by saying that she would come to Rossi's home for a teaching course on Italian cooking.

Rossi himself refused this, but he didn't expect that everyone was quite interested in it, even Hotch got involved.

So the elegant Italian agent could only "reluctantly" agree.

After a day's work, no one in the BAU team chose to work overtime today. After all, no one doesn't want to see Rossi's villa, right?

A group of people went downstairs in a good mood, chatted and walked to the gate. When they were about to discuss driving those people's cars today, someone suddenly spoke to them.

To be precise, talk to Viola.

"Vivi." The gentle voice almost makes people intoxicated.

A group of people from BAU looked over in unison, and the expressions on the faces of several people had begun to become subtle. After all, they rarely heard someone calling Viola so intimately.

In front of them stood a man in a suit and leather shoes, but his demeanor was completely different from that of these agents.

He looked to be in his 40s, with short, neatly trimmed brown hair, emerald green pupils, and a gentle smile in them.

The man is elegant and gentlemanly, with a refined and gentle temperament, and his appearance is also very outstanding. He is a typical representative who will attract attention wherever he goes.

"Bill?" Viola was a little dazed at first, and then smiled in surprise.

"You... why are you here?" She stepped forward, gave her friend a gentle hug, and then let go of her hand quickly.

William was a little surprised by her quick retraction, raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say anything.

"Master Jenkins asked me to be the piano accompanist for his recital, and I happened to be in Washington, I came to see you," he explained with a smile, and then turned his gaze to the group of people behind Viola, "Are these your colleagues? "

Viola turned her head and saw a group of curious agents, especially Garcia, her eyes were about to shine.

She was extremely helpless, coughed lightly, and introduced William beside her.

"This is William Hill, my little one."

After Viola finished speaking, she introduced the detectives in front of her again.

"...Then," she smiled at her boyfriend when she introduced Hotch, "this is Aaron Hoter, our department head."

William immediately realized why Viola's actions were not as intimate as before, he lowered his eyes and smiled.

"So you are Aaron Hoter," he looked up and down the man in front of him, "Nice to meet you."

"Me too."

The two shook hands lightly.

The other people around looked at Hotch and then at William, with a bit of teasing expression on their faces, and there was a taste of watching a good show in it.

"Did I bother you?" He felt that this group of people seemed to be going out for a party.

"No," Viola vetoed, but added, equally apologetically, "but we do have dinner."

It is correct to say that the dinner party is barely correct, but it is at Rossi's house, and the person who cooks is also Rossi.

"It seems really not a coincidence," William also looked a little regretful, "But I will stay in Washington for a few days, remember to find me when you have time."

Although the two will often talk on the phone, it can be said that it has not been a long time since they got together face to face.

"If this gentleman doesn't mind, you can come together." Rossi suggested with a smile.

Everyone else looked at the older detective in disbelief. He was so reluctant to let them go to his house before, so why is he even allowed to go to the stranger he met for the first time?

And Rossi had already set his sights on Hotch, the man's expression remained motionless.

Rossi was a bit sorry, but Hotch's concentration was as good as ever.

However, in this way, he can already avenge the cooking class at his house, and he is very satisfied.

William was a little surprised, he obviously didn't expect to get such an invitation, and then restrained the surprise on his face, and showed a smile.

"Then I'd rather be obedient than respectful."

*****

Rossi taught everyone how to make an authentic pasta, how long to cook the pasta, how to fry the smoked ham, and when to add parsley and Parmesan cheese.

Although he said he didn't want to, but when he actually taught him, he completely enjoyed it.

Everyone has red wine in their hands, but Rossi doesn't allow them to drink, and must focus on his teaching.

Everyone smiled helplessly, but also very happy.

The pasta was finally finished. With Rossi's approval, everyone clinked glasses and laughed.

William leaned next to Viola - there was no way he could do that, after all, he only knew this one person.

He secretly whispered into Viola's ear while Hotch was helping Rossi distribute the pasta.

"how is he?"

To be honest, William was very surprised when he learned that Viola had a boyfriend.

As a child, he couldn't understand what she was obsessed with.The boyfriends we talked about before basically ended without a problem, but this time, just hearing Viola mention that guy's tone is different.

He was really curious.

"He's very nice." Viola replied very quickly, even her voice was a little gentle, looking at Hotch with love in her eyes.

William was a little surprised by her attitude, but he was a little happy in his heart.

It seemed that there was finally someone who could share some pain and sorrow for Viola.

"Cough." There was a light cough from their side.

The two turned their heads to look over, and Reid was looking at them with some hesitation.

"What's the matter, Spencer?" Viola asked suspiciously.

"Um...are you the pianist William Hill?" Reid stared at William Hill, fearing that he might offend others.

William was a little surprised, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, I didn't expect FBI agents to be interested in classical music."

"OMG...cough," Reid's eyes lit up first, and then he realized that he had lost his composure, "Your performance is really outstanding."

"Thank you, I dare not take it."

William wasn't being humble, but he really thought so.

Although the reputation in the industry is still good, it is far from the point where everyone knows it.Although he is known for his delicate emotions and skillful skills, he himself feels that there is still much room for improvement.

"What are you talking about?" Garcia dragged his wife and Emily over curiously.

oh!She would not admit that she was interested in this new handsome guy.

This is Viola's childhood friend!The most important thing is that he is so handsome!

Reid immediately gave them a popular science at a very fast speed, what kind of character William Hill is.

The words of praise revealed in it made the person standing aside feel ashamed.

They got together and finally attracted the attention of the other three men who were isolated from the outside.

Seeing the three new men who joined the topic, Reid was obviously still in a state of excitement, eager to try to say what he just said.

"Oh, please, Reid," Emily cut him short, "we don't want to hear it again."

And ** immediately took Emily's words and explained simply and clearly: "Mr. Hill is a pianist."

Hotch was already caught in his own thoughts when he heard this sentence, but he didn't show it on his face.

Viola stood beside him, listening to everyone talking and laughing, and occasionally interjecting a few words.

She suddenly realized that the man beside her hadn't spoken for a while, and looked up at him slightly.

"Aaron?"

He reacted and gave her a gentle smile.

Pianist...?

*****

The party lasted until very late, and William went back in the middle, and he had to discuss with them about the concert tomorrow, so it was not advisable to make a fuss too late.

Just after ten o'clock, everyone was ready to leave.

Hotch and Viola drove Emily and Garcia home before turning back to their own home.

Upon returning home, Hotch had just taken off his coat when he was 'attacked' by Viola's hands.

Because of the cold weather, her hands were a little cold, and they pressed against Hotch's cheeks, making him smart.

"What's the matter? You don't look particularly happy today." Viola's eyes showed concern.

She didn't say it at the party, but that doesn't mean she didn't notice.

"No, it's nothing." He gently stroked her hand.

"Aaron." She drawled out the end, squinting her eyes.

The man had no choice but to surrender: "OK, OK, let me say."

"It's actually about... Hill."

Hotch is not ignorant of the existence of this person. After the two dated, Viola mentioned several times about this person who grew up together.

But actually seeing it today is another matter.

As soon as he said this, Viola couldn't help but widen her eyes, and the smile on her face gradually widened, as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Are you jealous?" She grabbed the man's tie and pulled him towards her.

"No," Hotch denied directly, "it's not like that."

"Aaron, you are obviously jealous." She smiled lowly, as if she had never seen him like this before.

Hotch decided not to argue with her, and pecked her lips lightly, continuing to veto.

The two kissed together, mixed with vague words of jealousy or not jealousy, and gradually brought some laughter.

Gradually, the breathing became a little short, but Viola suddenly stopped Hotch's next movements.

"So, do you admit it?" Her eyes were full of mischief.

"Well, maybe a little bit," Hotch could only admit, "he seems to care about you...and a pianist."

It was a world he didn't understand and couldn't fit into, and this knowledge made Hotch somewhat uncomfortable.

"Good," Viola was satisfied with his honesty, "then let me tell you something as a reward."

"I think my godson must miss me, and I'm going to have a goddaughter soon." She leaned into his ear and said with a smile in her tone.

Hotch fell silent.

"Aaron? Aar... Oh!" She was a little puzzled by the man's lack of response at first, but the next second her feet left the ground, she subconsciously hugged the man's neck.

She was hugged horizontally by Hotch.

"What are you doing? Aaron put me down!" Viola was clearly taken aback by his action.

"You're right, I'm jealous."

very much.

Hotch carried him straight back to the bedroom, and closed the door behind him.

The author has something to say: writing four daily articles in a row is a record (.

When you saw Bill coming out, do you think that this article will really have a rival in love?

Of course it's...it doesn't exist anymore hahahahahahahahahaha

Then, please watch Ms. Viola Mill show what it means to lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot

Also welcome to enjoy the third car that disappeared in this article

The last case will start in the next chapter.

Characters in this chapter

William Hill Viola's childhood, talented and well-known pianist

Thanks to the little angel Yuma for mine, a kiss (づ￣3￣)づ