[Variety Drama] Mobility Scourge

Reid held Lucida's hand tightly, and looked around to see if anyone was walking by. This was probably the most exciting thing he had ever experienced. He had to put his whole body on guard, trying to avoid the group of armed men with guns Hotch got in touch, and now knows that their purpose is the serial number, and the serial number is on Lucida's body, to be able to enter the police station so blatantly and recklessly... Who gave them the confidence? !

Reid also found that there seemed to be a lot fewer police officers in the police station at this time than in the morning. It seemed that a group of police officers had just been dispatched because of a case. Did this group of people deliberately choose a time when the police station was empty?Coincidentally, a bad possibility popped into Reid's mind.

Someone from the police station called.

"Spencer, how is Garcia?"

At this time, Reid and Lucida were hiding behind a desk. Lucida asked Reid in a low voice, and Reid gave Lucida a reassuring smile: "Don't worry, she is safe. I let her hide in a safe place." Said Then Reid added: "By the way, I took a table to block it, so they couldn't see her."

He could imagine that Garcia must be holding the phone tightly at this moment and whispering Morgan's name. He really hoped that Morgan could feel Garcia's deep thoughts.

"We're going to get in touch with Hotch now."

It was impossible to wait for Hotch and the others to come back. Lucida also knew that she had to contact Hotch for support. Lucida frowned: "But the signal was blocked by them." No phone, internet, or signal.

Reid nodded: "Yes, their signal shielding range can probably cover the entire building, and the transmission frequency range is between 2010-2145MHz. The signal shielding is just electromagnetic interference. We only need to block the propagation of electromagnetic waves, and we can get hotch with Hotch." connect."

Reid was extremely confident when he said this, a small signal jammer can trap him?As a top student at MIT, he gave him materials and he could make an electromagnetic pulse gun!

Lucida really wants to tell Reid, does he know that his confident look is super attractive?His slightly raised chin can't hide his academic talent, and there's no question it's hard to get Spencer Reid.

"There is a storage room on the second floor..."

Reid had seen the floor plan of the police station before, and he remembered all the rooms very clearly. Lucida couldn't help laughing, and she said in a low voice, "I found that no one is more reliable than you, Spencer."

"..."

Dr. Reid, who was still confident before, suddenly returned to the look he had when he was at a loss. He blushed and tightly grabbed Lucida's hand and went to the storage room quickly and carefully.

After entering the storage room, Reid immediately looked for available materials in the storage room. Lucida leaned against the door and looked out for Reid through the small window on the door, while Reid did what he was doing without hesitation. Both of them trusted each other. , and believed that the other party could do the work at hand, Reid found a rusty metal plate, a Phillips screwdriver, and an abandoned walkie-talkie. Reid removed the plug on the wall, and connected the wires and ground inside The wire was pulled out, and then the walkie-talkie was removed, the red wire and the black wire inside were tied together, and then the walkie-talkie and his mobile phone were tied together with tape. The frequency changed, and the noise of the walkie-talkie became rhythmic. One end of the ground wire was connected to the mobile phone, and the other end was connected to the floor. Finally, Reid inserted the mobile phone into the groove of the removed plug, and covered the hole with a metal plate. The principle of metal shielding electromagnetic waves and directing electromagnetic waves to the floor through the ground wire is very proficient in Reid. Reid exhales and walks to the door. Lucida whispers to her: "Okay, after about 3 minutes, the mobile phone can avoid the interference of electromagnetic waves. phone will automatically dial Morgan."

"Do we have to wait another 3 minutes..."

While this is the best news, a lot can happen in 3 minutes.

"We can't stay here forever, they will search..."

Reid's voice rang right next to Lucida's ear, his clean and clear voice was subtly magnetic after lowering his voice, Lucida shrugged her shoulders and nodded, opened the small door, looked left and right, and signaled to Reid if no one was there leave.

Lucida and Reid took the escape route. It seems that the first floor has been searched. At this time, no one handles the escape route. Reid and Lucida walked very carefully. Going to the first floor, there are two police corpses in the stairwell, with large-caliber bullets in their chests, and their guns were also taken away. You can tell that the other party is a professional.

"..."

When approaching the first floor, Reid and Lucida saw an unexpected person, Arnold Snow. Unfortunately, this handsome Secret Service agent did not meet them standing, but leaned against the corner of the stairs, on the wall There was still a pool of blood, Reid frowned, and reached out to explore the artery in the other's neck.

"!!"

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Reid violently, and the hands were still stained with blood. Those hands clasped Reid's wrists firmly. Arnold Snow, who looked dead, suddenly raised his head like a corpse. He stared at Reid and Lucida with wide eyes, moved his lips, looked at the vicious expression but said the words softly: "It's you... that's great... I almost thought I was going to die..."

"..."

Reid and Lucida both twitched the corners of their mouths at the same time, they thought you were dead just now...

Of course they can't let Arnold Snow stay here alone, if they find that he is still alive, those people will definitely shoot again, but Lucida and Reid, both of whom seem to be slender, stood on the left and right. A burly Secret Service agent makes his way to safety...

And from Lucida's point of view, where can it be regarded as a safe place~ Of course it is...

"Wait, wait, you want me to lie there?"

How could this Secret Service agent still be so energetic after being shot? Lucida curled her lips: "Don't worry, the table is of a suitable size and won't make you feel uncomfortable lying on it. At least I haven't seen anyone complain about that table..."

Arnold Snow twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, but unfortunately his body didn't allow it, and he didn't have the extra strength to shout, but he still couldn't help complaining: "Nonsense, nonsense, that's a dead man's table, of course the people lying on it I won't complain, you let me lie on the deathbed, I'm not dead yet..."

Yes, Lucida and Reid brought Arnold Snow to the autopsy room, they didn't even give him room to refute and put him on the dead man's bench, Arnold Snow felt that even if he was shot, he felt no worse than lying on the dead man's bench Yes, he even felt a chill behind his back.

Arnold Snow wanted to take a deep breath, but the wound on his abdomen would be affected by breathing, the bullet was still in his body, Arnold Snow's expression twisted, he turned his head to look to the right, and then he groaned in pain: "Is that over there dead? ..."

Reid glanced at the corpse next to him, and replied softly: "Yes."

Reid carefully inspected Arnold Snow's wound. Seeing Reid's dignified expression, Lucida tilted her head to indicate that there was something wrong. Reid shook her head, walked aside with Lucida and said in a low voice, "It's very bad, there's been a lot of blood loss." , if the speed formed by the bullet in the body is too high and hurts the internal organs, it must be rescued as soon as possible. Now that the bullet stays in the body for too long, the wound will become inflamed..."

Reid's words actually had another meaning, he had to take out the bullet now and stop the bleeding.

"He can't take it."

Lucida frowned slightly. This is the autopsy room. Except for the autopsy equipment, there are no first aid items. If something happens, they will not return to this Secret Service agent. Lucida licked her lips and walked to Arnold Snow's side gently Touching his forehead, the other party struggled to open his eyes, and forced a smile at Lucida: "Hey, is it bad..."

He is an agent, he can guess what is going on by the expressions of Lucida and Reid, Lucida withdrew her hand, Arnold Snow's forehead was a little hot, with a fever, Lucida took a deep breath and pretended to be serious and said: "Yes, It's terrible, if you don't deal with it, you can become a good partner with the boy next door."

"..."

After Lucida finished speaking, Arnold Snow's handsome expression twisted again. Arnold Snow closed his eyes and was silent for a long time. He opened his eyes, staring at Lucida with his blue eyes and said word by word: "I can save my life." To you, Lucida Genovese?"

He is an agent, and the only ones who can commit his life are his companions and the country. This time, he wants to trust the woman in front of him.

"..."

Reid raised his head to look at Lucida, then lowered his head and remained silent. Reid counted his heartbeats silently, and then he heard Lucida's answer.

"No."

The woman chuckled.

"I've given Spencer my life, I can't take anyone's life."

"..."

Clearly knowing that he shouldn't laugh, but Reid still couldn't help laughing, licking his lower lip, the young doctor smiled shyly, Reid coughed lightly: "I said... I will protect you..." Big The boy was a bit childish at the moment, he glanced at Arnold Snow quickly, and added: "And you..." The tone seemed to be protecting him by the way, Arnold Snow twitched the corners of his mouth and gritted his teeth, saying: "I should say thank you Is it?"

"You're welcome, this is my duty..."

Morgan must feel very relieved to be here at this moment, and finally someone feels the same aggrieved as he does! !

******

"There were two stacks of [-]-foot papers in the truck at the time, why did the unknown suspect only grab one stack?"

Emily felt something was wrong after getting the on-site information, and Morgan frowned after receiving the information: "Since it is to make counterfeit banknotes, of course, the more paper the better, 1000 million and 2000 million, why did the other party give up the 1000 million paper? "

The phone in his pocket was vibrating, which interrupted Morgan's train of thought. Morgan took out the phone, raised his eyebrows and pressed the answer button: "What's the matter, kid?"

"..."

No one answered the phone.

"???"

Morgan looked at the caller ID depressedly, it was indeed Reid's call, but why was there no sound?

"Hey, boy, are you playing a prank on me?"

"...Zizizi."

There was still no sound on the other end of the phone, only faint murmurs could be heard.

"what happened?"

Emily asked curiously, Morgan frowned tightly as if something bad had happened, Morgan gestured towards Hotch who was not far away, he hesitated for a while and said slowly: "Reid's phone, the phone is there There is no sound in the head."

"Could it be a bad signal?"

"That's the weirdest bit."

At this time Hotch came over, Morgan turned on the speaker, and the noise on the other end of the phone was instantly amplified.

"Zizizi-zizizi-zizizi-zizizi-"

Such a rhythmic noise is indeed very strange, until the rhythmic noise repeated for the second time, Emily suddenly yelled: "SOS!"

Three long beeps, three short beeps and three long beeps, this is the SOS distress signal!

Reid is calling for help!

Emily took out her cell phone and called Lucida, there was no response as expected, Emily looked at Morgan and Hotch, she didn't need to say anything, the two could tell what happened from her expression, they were indeed in danger, Hotch was cold With a straight face, the serious expression seemed to be even more gloomy, and he said coldly: "I hate this, let's go back."

It's best if his crew is fine, or he'll let them know what Aaron Hotchner is capable of.

******

"..."

Blood on the ground, blood on one hand, Lucida bit her lip and used a sterilized scalpel to make an incision in Arnold Snow's abdomen. God knows the last time she touched the scalpel was when she was an intern at CSI a few years ago, and the object was still a corpse. This time it's a real guy, or a guy who hasn't been anesthetized!

"pat..."

The sound of the door being opened, Reid subconsciously touched his gun, and the other party shouted first: "Wait, it's me."

It's Detective Flower Leslie of the San Francisco Police Department.

Reid didn't let his guard down in his heart. He could find this place, and those guys could also find this place. This place is no longer safe.

"Great, you are here, there are eight militants outside, it's too bad..."

Detective Flower Leslie walked in while complaining, Reid's pupils shrank suddenly, eight of them...

Reid pulled out the gun at his waist as fast as he could, and at the same time, Flower Leslie's gun was pointed at Reid. For Reid, the experience of confronting gangsters with guns is rare, and his actual combat experience of even shooting is rare. , but at this moment he had to calm down and hold the scene, because there was Lucida behind him, and there was an injured Secret Service agent.

"How do you know eight people?"

Reid's eyes were fixed on the other party, and the gun in his hand trembled slightly. He warned himself to be calm, not to shake, and not to let the other party see his trembling. Flower Leslie sneered: "Because, I am the eighth person, Boy, you actually saw it."

Flower Leslie has to admire this immature FBI. He thought he would gain his trust and let him approach them, but he was exposed by this kid in less than a minute. Reid swallowed his saliva and said coldly: "Because I Counted, a total of seven gunmen."

"Okay." Flower Leslie shrugged: "You don't think you can escape, give me the serial number, I know it's on you."

Lucida had already wrapped the gauze at this time, she turned around, and the detective of the San Francisco Police Department had a hideous expression on his face at the moment.

"How do you explain everything if we're dead?"

"I would say that I was the only detective in the entire police station who fought to the end."

He's going to make himself a hero, everyone dies, no one knows what happened, and no one knows he's DirtyCop, he got the serial number, he got the hero, money and fame, both .

"Hand over the serial number."

"You can't escape, the BAU people will know that the murderer is you."

"No, they won't have proof, I put everything on Robert Peters and Noah Christian, I just gave him the name and the time."

As soon as Flower Leslie finished triumphantly, the intercom at his waist rang. It was the only internal intercom that could connect to the serious crime unit, and Hotch's voice came from the other end of the intercom: "Flower Leslie, I know it's you." .”

"……what do you know?"

Flower Leslie asked back, but the next moment Hotch's words made him shudder.

"I know you killed Theresa Oliver, Wallis Bell and Althea Clive, you put all the evidence on Detective Robert Peters, you contacted Noah Christian to rob the paper truck, and you sent him a letter telling him The manpower and layout of the police station, I even know that you and Noah Christian are going to rob the Federal Reserve Bank of San Francisco three days later to rob 1000 million damaged 96-year-old coins, the 1000 million will be sent to the secret treasury for destruction, and you plan to use your The counterfeit banknotes are exchanged, and the counterfeit and old coins that are destroyed afterwards are untraceable, am I right?"

All this information was analyzed by Hotch on the road. After a short distance, Hotch analyzed the matter to such an extent that it can be seen how terrifying Aaron Hotchner's ability is.

"Oh? Now that you know so much, what are you going to do next?"

Flower Leslie's gun was still pointed at Reid and Lucida, Hotch was silent for a while and asked coldly: "Is my team member okay?"

"There is nothing wrong with it so far, but if I don't get the serial number, if I'm upset, maybe they will have something to do."

FlowerLeslie started laughing, the honest appearance of the police detective who worked with them before was all in disguise, Hotch on the other end of the phone didn't answer, FlowerLeslie sneered, Hotch's voice sounded again, this time, on the other end of the phone The man's arrogance was almost transmitted through the phone: "Flower Leslie, the only reason you haven't been shot now is because they are fine. If something happens to them, I can guarantee that I will walk in and treat you personally." There was a hole in his head."

"..."

Lucida opened her mouth wide, oh! Hotch is domineering!

The one who had the same idea as Lucida was Morgan next to Hotch. After Hotch hung up the phone, Morgan said a little depressed: "You don't usually negotiate like this." This domineering mode is simply amazing!

Hotch replied lukewarmly: "Treat individual characters individually."

Some unknown suspects can't speak nicely.

"Do you ever think Hotch looks like some kind of animal?"

Morgan looked at Hotch's back. A man in body armor was standing behind a police car closest to the entrance of the police station. The shooter on the roof had been dealt with, leaving only a few suspects in the police station. Emily thought for a while and shook her head :"like what?"

"The hen guarding the cubs..."

"You watch out for Hotch's gun."

Emily held back her laughter and didn't let herself laugh too much, you must know that she also had the same idea!

******

"The outside has been controlled, what should we do?"

A man with a gun walked up to Flower Leslie and whispered, and Flower Leslie cursed angrily, "Where's Noah Christian?" The answer made him even more angrily, "He fled before the police came."

"Damn."

Flower Leslie quickly glanced at Lucida and Reid, then pulled Lucida's arm and pointed a gun at Lucida's head, Reid growled: "Let her go!!"

"Oh, that's not okay."

Flower Leslie restrained Lucida and held the gun to Lucida's temple. The obvious hostage made Reid unable to do anything. Reid pointed at himself and said, "I'll be the hostage instead, let her go."

"Wow, my little boyfriend is in a hurry, but it doesn't work."

"Please don't hurt her."

Reid felt that he was still very weak, and he didn't know what to do in this situation. He was thinking, what would they do if it was Hotch or Morgan?

He clearly said that he would protect her...

Reid's eyes looked directly at Lucida, she didn't blame or complain, she even spoke to him with a smile: "I'm fine."

She told him so.

Then Lucida was pulled out.

"One shooter, one hostage."

A message came from the walkie-talkie in Hotch's hand. Hotch squinted his eyes. The two figures coming out of the gate overlapped. The person behind Lucida blocked a large area of ​​the body. Hotch said to the walkie-talkie: "Don't shoot .”

Such a distance was too dangerous, and Lucida was the one who was almost injured.

"Put down the gun, Flower Leslie, it's over."

"No, not yet! Stay away! Or I'll shoot!"

Flower Leslie strangled Lucida's neck hard, Lucida was so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe, the muzzle of the gun was too close to her temple, Lucida couldn't fight back, she could only obediently be a hostage, but the people behind were a little excited, Lucida always had a kind The illusion that the opponent will shoot when he is excited.

"boom!!!"

With a gunshot, everyone was stunned.

Who fired the shot! ! !

The people behind Lucida fell down slowly, and the nearest Lucida opened her eyes in a daze, as if she was taken aback.

Flower Leslie had a bullet hole in his forehead and was killed by a single shot. Hotch raised his head and looked towards the roof, but there was no one in sight. Reid hurried out from the door: "Lucida!"

When he saw the corpse on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief. He heard the gunshots inside, and he was afraid that he would see a bad picture when he came out. Lucida's cheek was still splattered with blood. She seemed to be Terrified, a person very close to him was shot, Reid stepped forward, carefully wiped off the blood on the woman's face, then pulled Lucida into his arms and hugged her tightly, Reid pressed Holding Lucida's head against his chest, Reid slowed down and said softly, "It's all right, it's all right, you're safe."

"..."

Lucida hugged Reid back, Reid's body stiffened for a moment, Reid pursed his lips, and said bitterly, "I'm sorry, Lucida."

I failed to protect you.

Lucida's small arms wrapped around Reid's waist, the girl shook her head and smiled, "No, you've done a great job."

"..."

It's not enough, he's not strong enough, and he still doesn't have the power to protect her.

Reid leaned down and kissed Lucida's forehead, almost reverently.

"There won't be a next time."

He will become strong enough for her to rely on herself.

The young doctor swore secretly.

******

Lucida fell asleep next to Reid on the return flight. She had experienced so much that day. Emily carefully covered the two with a blanket. Morgan smiled and shook her head. Two guys who need to be taken care of. Garcia also received a shock today. , Morgan gently patted the woman who had fallen asleep on top of him, Hotch was still looking at the document in his hand until a phone call interrupted him.

"Hotchner."

Hotch deliberately lowered his voice. This man always took care of everyone with his casual gentleness. He didn't know what the other party said. Morgan saw that Hotch's expression changed obviously.

"what happened?"

"fine."

Hotch didn't say anything, and Morgan didn't intend to ask in detail. Hotch picked up the document in his hand again but couldn't read it at all.

【SpecialAgentHotchner, we found a problem. The bullet in Flower Leslie's body did not match any of the police guns, and the ballistic traces of this bullet can be traced to 34 unsolved cases in the federal file. They came from the same gun. 】