[Variety Drama] Mobility Scourge

[She is my sister. 】

G’s words can be described as shocking. Anyone who knows G knows that this guy is an orphan, who has been fostered by many families, and the only known relative is his dead sister. G has been looking for himself all his life. Sam's life experience, and now he suddenly said that the kidnapped woman was his sister, Sam expressed great curiosity and doubts.

"younger sister?"

Sam frowned: "I remember, you only have one older sister."

Sam paid attention to G's expression, G's expression was very bitter, he seemed to be remembering something, and then GCallen, who always had a hippie smile and made people feel that he wanted to beat him up, showed a bitter smile: "A long time ago, I had a little sister, But I lost her."

When he was 18 years old, he lived in a Russian family for three months, which was the longest family he stayed in, but this is the record written in his file. Before this family, there was another one. It was the family that made him escape, which was not recorded. He had a big brother who was beaten to death by domestic violence, and a little sister who was lost by him. He kept that memory, because that past showed him He used to be cowardly, powerless, and weak, but he is not what he is now.

Lucida Genovese, how many times this name has appeared in his dreams, he lost that girl, still young and immature, how many times he woke her up crying in his dreams, he tried to forget, even thought she was dead , but now, she appeared again, as the victim, G stared at the front in a daze, if he didn't rescue her this time, he would not forgive himself.

"Eric, tell me about the situation carefully."

G's expression became serious, Eric shrugged his shoulders with puffed cheeks, and used the PAD in his hand to call up other information to G: "The situation is that after Boyle returned to the United States, his whereabouts are a mystery, and the last time he appeared was this robbery , he and two other unknown persons robbed this clothing store, and then kidnapped your 'sister'."

"Why rob a clothing store, it's next to a jewelry store."

Kensi raised a question. It is a very strange thing for a corporal to rob, and what he robbed was not a jewelry store but a clothing store with hundreds of dollars in cash. This kind of robbery is definitely weird. Standing beside the beautiful woman Kensi He is a tall man. He is not strong, but he is very tall. He is Nate Getz, an expert in clinical psychology at NCIS. With an innocent and helpless look, he looked at G and pursed his lips in embarrassment and said, "Uh, G, I think..."

"what?"

Nate turned his head to look at the screen. The video of the clothing store robbery was played on the screen. Nate opened his mouth and said, "I think their purpose is not to rob, but..."

……

"It's Lucida."

Reid's affirmative tone made Peter stunned, and Peter asked again uncertainly: "What did you say?"

"The purpose of the robbers is not to rob, but to Lucida."

Reid pursed his lips slightly, he is now worried, anxious, angry, angry, all his annoying emotions are intertwined, his brain is terribly calm now, and the faint agitation in his heart makes him hate it, he doesn't like this feeling.

"Why do you say that?"

The place where Peter and the others were located was Peter's office, and the video of the robbery was also playing on the screen behind it. Reid's eyes moved to the screen. He had watched this video many times. Whenever he saw Lucida being killed He felt a stabbing pain in the picture that was pulled away, and Reid’s voice was dry: “Panic robbers often kill or threaten hostages in fear and madness, the situation is not critical at that time, and there is even enough time Fleeing, but they still chose Lucida behind me as a hostage instead of me, and even a store clerk was even closer to them. The three robbers were thoughtful and methodical from beginning to end. They were a planned robbery. , the purpose is not money, but Lucida."

Reid's words are also very reasonable, but Peter still won't be sure because of this, he continued to ask: "However, it was a coincidence that we entered that clothing store, they couldn't have known in advance that we would enter that store..."

"No, it's not a coincidence, it's premeditated."

Neal, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke. He walked to Reid's side, and he seemed to be on the same side as Reid. Facing Peter, Neal looked straight at Peter with peacock blue eyes and said word by word. : "They were premeditated, Peter, remember how Lucida's clothes got dirty?"

"Someone..."

Peter's words came to an abrupt end.

Someone spilled coffee on her on purpose so they could go into that store, start over, was Lucida Genovese the target?

"So, why? Why kidnap Lucida, what's the benefit?"

Peter put his hands on his hips, frowned fiercely, thinking about the benefits of Lucida, imitating famous paintings?Counterfeit art?

Peter looked at Neal, hoping that Neal would give him an answer, after all, the person here who knows Lucida best is Neal, oh, you mean that boyfriend?I'm sorry, Peter forgot, who is more familiar with a boyfriend who has been dating for two years or a man who has known him for more than ten years?

Neal pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows, and shook his head with an innocent look. He only answered Peter: "Peter, if I was kidnapped, what would you worry about the most?"

"..."

Neal's words distorted the expression of the always honest and kind FBI, and he cursed viciously: "Holy Crap!"

******

"Ok, G, I found an interesting thing."

Eric wearing beach shorts is simply out of place in this serious office. There is such a freak in the headquarters of NCIS in Los Angeles. He wears beach shorts to work every day. Maybe the geniuses who graduated from MIT are incomprehensible, wearing glasses The young man raised his eyebrows at G, and said with a look of begging for praise: "In addition to paying the electricity bill of his own apartment, Roy Boyle also paid the electricity bill of another place, 200 watts."

"200 watts? What does he do? Pay the neighbor's electricity bill too?"

G twitched the corner of his mouth, Sam shrugged, and said indifferently: "But it's worth checking, isn't it?"

"..."

Yes, he will not let go of any clue.

Another place that Boyle pays for electricity is 100 kilometers away from his apartment. This distance will make people feel that he is doing something sneaky. When G and Sam found the place, they found it was just a factory that was not commonly used. The two looked around. After looking for four weeks, they found no trace of anyone. The two touched the guns behind their waists at the same time. G was close to the locked gate of the factory, and Sam stood behind G in a supportive posture. G unlocked the lock very quickly. The big lock that opened in less than three seconds, this kind of door opening is in sharp contrast to the door kicker from BAU.

After entering the factory, G and Sam dispersed, and the factory was extremely quiet. The two surveyed around, and then said two words 'Clear' one after another.

"G, watch this."

Sam found a pile of waste paper garbage in the corner of the empty factory, and it caught his attention because the paper actually glowed at a certain angle.

"What kind of paper is this?"

Sam unfolded a piece of paper and showed it to G. G stroked the surface and frowned slightly: "Cotton linen fiber... tsk..."

G looked at Sam, and said in an extremely positive tone:

"Roy Boyle is making counterfeit notes."

Paper, electricity, and the faint magnetic ink on the ground can be linked to counterfeit banknotes, but what does this have to do with Lucida?

G can't find a clue.

******

"Neal, you mean, those people kidnapped Lucida to make counterfeit money?"

Peter put his hands on his hips, this action shows that he is very anxious, oh, by the way, Peter will also put his arms on his hips when he is angry or depressed, Neal is leaning on the edge of the table on one side, and the casual movement is also handsome, his hands are crossed, thumbs are intertwined Turning around, Neal shrugged and showed a helpless smile: "Peter, you can't underestimate Lucida's ability, she is the best."

Neal Caffery is not stingy when he praises Lucida Genovese. He can praise his girl with great pride, because she deserves it. Neal's always confident smile will bloom an attractive brilliance when he talks about Lucida, because he He is praising the most perfect and outstanding woman he thinks.

Reid's pupils flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Because the best woman belongs to her, and she, in front of him, also blooms her most beautiful brilliance.

"I didn't deny her ability."

Peter curled his lips, he loves and hates Lucida's ability, if he works for them, Lucida Genovese is definitely a rare talent, just like Neal, it is a pity but a talent that has to be loved, but without grasping Before living in Neal, Lucida Genovese was definitely a super resistance, being hostile to her, it was a bad thing, Peter had to wonder how the thin bamboo pole of the FBI took down that murderous woman Lucida Genovese.

"Peter, you know, in making counterfeit money, there is a method called 'printing banknotes'."

Neal returned to the topic, and Peter nodded knowingly: "I know, this kind of counterfeit is generally very low-level, and can only be circulated in small shops or department stores, or busy restaurants, and there are some loopholes."

"No, in fact, printed banknotes can also be imitated at an advanced level. If you use engraving printing, good paper and magnetic ink, you can make fake ones, not to mention..." Reid paused, his clear voice changed. Sullenly: "They now have a very high level of technology."

Peter changed from hands on hips to arms crossed. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the two men in front of him. One of them looked to the left and the other to the right. They looked like puppies who had lost their treasure. Yes, Peter looked at the two and felt that the two had similar puppy-like eyes.

"Okay, let's reorganize. This group of people arrested Lucida to make counterfeit banknotes. So, why is Lucida and not someone else?"

Neal raised his hand. "I know, because of the painting in the gallery, they must have noticed Lucida's portrait of Franklin to choose Lucida."

Seeing the way Neal raised his hand, Peter twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, you still raised your hand!Are you a primary school student!

"But you didn't leave your name, how did they know?"

"Because the manager of the gallery contacted, when we asked him before, he lied."

This time Reid raised his hand. He is a behavioral analyst, and he couldn't hide from him whether he lied or not, but he didn't find out why he lied at the time.

Peter looked at Reid and twitched the corners of his mouth, damn it, you raise your hand too, are you a primary school student!

"Okay, this line can be followed, I will send someone to ask the manager, what does he know..."

"Peter, the NCIS people are here."

After knocking on the door, a tall woman opened the door and said to Peter with a blank face. Peter froze and frowned: "NCIS?"

He wouldn't be surprised that the Secret Service came. Why did the Naval Criminal Investigative Service come?

However, before Peter had any questions, the two NCIS outside the door had already entered. The nature of the NCIS agents was different from that of the FBI. The NCIS agents had all been agents on the battlefield. The two men walked in with different feelings. Not to mention the dark-skinned and strong-built man, he walked in front with a crew-shaven head and a medium build. The man whose appearance could only be regarded as pleasing to the eye actually gave people the illusion that he was not noticed.

"Peter Burke."

Peter stretched out his hand first, and the man walking in front slightly raised his mouth and held Peter's hand: "Callen."

"??" Callen?

Seeing Peter's doubts, Callen didn't answer much, but just repeated: "It's just Callen."

His name GCallen, no matter how you introduce it, you will feel that G is just a code name.

"Sam Hanna."

Sam also shook hands, Peter motioned for the two to sit down, and introduced the two next to him by the way: "He is our consultant Neal Caffery, and he is BAU agent Spencer Reid."

G smiled at the two of them. At this time, none of the three of them realized that there was a common connection between the three of them.

Lucida Genovese.

"So, what are the people from NCIS doing here?"

Peter doesn't mind working with other departments, but he needs to know why.

"We believe that RoyBoyle is making counterfeit banknotes. This is the counterfeit banknote currently in circulation. The Secret Service is investigating and will contact us with any updates."

Sam had a document in his hand with a dollar bill in it, Peter couldn't tell if he just looked at it with the naked eye, and he pushed the document in front of Neal and Reid.

"Oh, the 1996 version."

Neal touched the paper: "The paper is pretty good."

Reid squinted at the number part, licked his lips and said, "Scrolling serial number, this is printed with a real image, but there are defects."

"What do you mean?"

"There are cracks in the plate and these notes can only be poor quality counterfeits."

Peter nodded knowingly: "So they want a new art forger."

"Yes, the real version is hard to get, but there are Lucida, 10 yuan, 20 yuan, 50 yuan, 100 yuan, these templates can come out immediately."

Neal raised the corner of his mouth helplessly, he knew best what Lucida was capable of.

"Lucida?"

G was taken aback for a moment, this man just said Lucida?

"Oh, Lucida Genovese, we believe that woman was kidnapped by the robbers to make templates for counterfeit banknotes."

G blinked his eyes: "Uh... she, is she so powerful?"

G looked at Neal and Reid. They seemed to be very familiar with Lucida. G was not wrong. He saw Neal and Reid showing similar smiles, with such proud and proud expressions, and said in unison: " Of course, she's the best."

Peter's face twitched, you two, stop being such elementary school students, please be more humble when you praise your girlfriend!Don't lose face and throw it to another bureau!After all, you belong to the FBI, so save your face!

Didn't you guys hate each other very much before?What's going on with this appearance of standing in the same camp!

******

A red-haired woman sits at a work table full of various painting utensils and tools. The incandescent desk lamp illuminates the work table. Under the woman's hand is a half-painted one-hundred-dollar bill. The fine craftsmanship makes people He didn't dare to disturb her, the room where the woman was in was very quiet, but there was a man with a fierce face guarding outside the door.

"I can't see it, your little hands are so skillful."

There is just one person who doesn't feel guilty about bothering women.

Lucida stopped the pen in her hand, turned her head and smiled, and looked at the man who was sitting on the side of the chair and lying on the back of the chair. This man was no stranger to her.

It was a case after Halloween last year, the case where the Mafia took out the traitors.

And the man in front of him was one of the executors who purged the traitors at that time, the other one had been killed by Reid, and this one was the one who escaped at that time, this time Lucida knew his name.

Luca Wells.

But why is a mafia here?

"Should I be happy to hear such a compliment?"

Lucida raised his eyebrows slightly, and Luca Wells also raised the corners of his lips and smiled. This man didn't look like a mafia, but more like a university teacher, an intellectual. Wells shrugged and smiled relaxedly: "Of course, because I don't often praise people."

"Then, can you tell me why the Mafia is here?"

Wells chuckled, thinking Lucida's question was very interesting, he had to admit that Lucida was an irresistible woman, and he was willing to tell her why, as for the reason why he was willing to tell her...he couldn't say it yet.

"Because, we made a deal with Roy Boyle, well, even though he was beaten to death by your man now, the deal still has to continue, but I didn't expect that the new painter they caught was you, you said, we Is it fate?"

"What deal?"

"Really want to know?" Wells winked at Lucida with an indescribable look, and Lucida also winked at Wells when she saw this: "Of course, if I don't want to draw, your deal can't be completed, of course, you can Find another painter, but I think, if you are willing to kidnap me in public, your transaction must have a time limit."

"Clap clap clap."

Wells applauded: "Exactly, it's different from what I thought."

"What do you think of me?"

Lucida narrowed her eyes and asked with great interest. Wells' eyes looked directly at Lucida's green pupils, and the more she looked at her, the more she felt that this woman was more beautiful. He curled up his mouth and smiled: "Well, a little princess full of artistic cells and pursuing romance."

Wait, who are you talking about?

Lucida twitched the corner of her mouth: "You must have identified the wrong person."

"Pfft ha ha ha, don't you think the title of little princess is quite suitable for you?"

Wells shrugged his shoulders and laughed, but there was no sign of a joke on his face. Lucida curled her lips before disagreeing with him: "Of course not, because I don't like princes and knights."

Wells' eyes lit up: "Don't you like the big devil who snatched away the princess?"

"That's obviously Stockholm Syndrome."

Lucida decided not to talk to this boring mafia, she continued with the work she was doing, she didn't look intimidated at all, just took it easy as if finishing a work of art, the $10 template was done, Now she has a $50 stencil, which will be available on the market soon.

"Then what do you like?"

Wells asked curiously, Lucida thought about it, and murmured with a smile: "It should be a hunter."

The kind of person who keeps silent and pays silently.

"...What a pity."

Wells murmured thoughtfully, he stood up and stopped disturbing Lucida, he walked out the door, and the two men outside the door stood up at the same time after seeing him coming out, one of them asked in a cold voice: "Who is that?" How long does it take for a woman to fix it?"

"There is another version."

Wells paused: "The transport truck will arrive the day after tomorrow, the line has been cleaned, is the paper ready?"

"Ready."

The man on one side answered Wells, but he thought of another thing: "Do you want to kill the woman after she finishes painting?"

After the matter was completed, the woman's use value was gone, and they could not leave a threat behind.

But when they thought Wells would agree with them, Wells gave the opposite answer: "No, she can't move."

"why?"

"Because Don won't allow it."

"!!" The two men were stunned together.

The other two men were kidnapped by the navy with Roy Boyle. They and Roy went to the battlefield together and came back from Iraq. It can be said that they have seen many terrible things on the battlefield, but they are still afraid of the man in front of them. power.

The Gambino family.

【Don】

The youngest, most mysterious, and cruelest Boss in the history of the Gambino family, they collectively call that Don, not the Boss.

"..."

Lucida didn't know what was being said outside the door, she didn't stop working, she was finishing the fine painting in an orderly manner, and she seemed to find something interesting, the corner of her mouth curled into a smile like a Cheshire cat who had played a prank, She really looked forward to Reid's expression when these banknotes were circulated...

To put it bluntly, a certain woman had no awareness of being kidnapped at all, and the worry of a certain man in the bureau was completely wasted.