[Variety Drama] Mobility Scourge

Peter's office has a clear view, and the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows can overlook the scenery outside the window. At this time, there are three men sitting in the office. Their positions are like an equilateral triangle. You can look at me and I look at you.

I have to say that these three men are three men with completely different styles. The man in the blue suit is extremely handsome, and the peacock blue eyes seem to reveal the tenderness and fatal temptation of the dead, and he is wearing a trench coat near the window. Wearing a scarf, the young-looking man looks like a college student who has just graduated, with an immature face, clear eyes, a clean and gentle temperament, that shy and shy smile, very naughty, and finally approached At the door, the man with his arms crossed and his chest smelling like a ruffian has a vicissitudes of life at first glance. He has an indescribable charm from too much experience. He has a clean shaved crew cut and does not have a handsome face, but He raised the corners of his lips and smiled, so he couldn't guess what he was thinking and what he was going to do. In front of others, people could know nothing about him.

Neal, Reid, G, if these three men were separated, they would be in different worlds, but at this moment, they have intersected.

Lucida Genovese, that disobedient, self-willed, mobility scourge who always gets herself into trouble.

"Ziz..."

G's cell phone rang, and he knew it was called by their NCIS technical consultant without looking at it. G took out the cell phone, glanced at the two people opposite, and what was rare was that he turned on the loudspeaker. Eric's clear voice came from the other end of the phone: "Uh, G? I think I found something."

"what?"

"Roy Boyle appeared in the New York port 27 times intermittently in three months, and every time he hovered in front of a certain container, and every time he appeared, there were at least three or four containers of goods destined for Iraq and the Middle East. , there are also containers coming from the Middle East.”

"Do you know what's in the container?"

"I don't know. It seems that Roy Boyle is a liaison officer. He is responsible for shipping out and receiving the goods, but you must not think of who is in charge of the delivery and receipt and the transportation line."

Eric wanted to show off, but G didn't give him a chance: "Who is it?"

"Second head of the Gambino family, Luca Wells."

"mafia?"

How is it related to the mafia?

Listening to the conversation between G and Eric, both Neal and Reid can feel that the situation seems to be getting more and more weird and complicated. Neal is not sensitive to these news, but Reid, the encyclopedia, knows it clearly. He put some clues Together, it seems that something extraordinary has been discovered.

Iraq, containers, Air Base Transportation Command, port shipments, counterfeit bills, dollars, one dollar, five dollars, ten dollars, twenty dollars, mafia...

These words flashed through Reid's mind, and then recombined, a few words that seemed to have no connection, but Reid connected them with an event.

"I think I know why."

Reid opened his mouth slowly, his frowning seemed to indicate that this was not a good reason, at this time Peter also walked in, he was stunned for a moment when he heard Reid's opening, and planned to talk about his own affairs later, let Reid first Tell him what he knows first.

"what reason?"

"The purpose of RoyBoyle was this container from the beginning."

What is the relationship between making counterfeit banknotes and containers?

"What do you mean? What's in the container?"

Peter frowned and asked, he looked at Neal, but Neal shook his head towards Peter, Reid licked his lips, although his voice was soft, but his tone was unflinching: "If I'm not mistaken, The contents in the container should be in US dollars."

"U.S. dollar? How? Where did it come from? How much?"

Peter knew it was bad when he heard the US dollar. This case will not be as simple as making counterfeit banknotes. Peter asked four questions in a row, looking a little aggressive. Neal raised his eyebrows and said leisurely: "Relax Come on, Peter."

Let it go, take it easy, fart!I can't relax!

Neal, you're completely on the FBI's side now, aren't you!Wow, that woman LucidaGenovese must be very pleased to see her 'ex-boyfriend' and her current boyfriend get along very well!No!wrong! ! !

"These US dollars came from Iraq. If there are so many, a container is about [-] to [-] million US dollars."

Reid said a terrible number lightly, and Peter immediately shouted loudly: "Wait, wait, two or three billion, that billion's b?"

Not millions, tens of millions, but hundreds of millions?

Hell, he has never encountered such a large amount in any of the various dollar counterfeiting cases he has handled.

Peter wanted to touch his forehead, but he felt a bit of a headache, and his temples twitched. Peter took a deep breath and asked, "How do you know there are US dollars in it? How do you know... There are hundreds of millions of dollars in here?"

He didn't get any news about this at all. How could they not receive such sensitive news?

Peter forgot at this moment, the man in front of him, Spencer Reid, is the most proud existence of BAU, there is nothing he does not know, and there is nothing he does not remember, Reid pursed his lips and smiled faintly at several people, then said : "A few years ago, IYS insurance company helped to insure the largest currency shipment in history, billions of cash, one dollar, five dollars, ten dollars, twenty dollars, as reconstruction funds at the beginning of the Iraq War, it is said, Nine billion of them were lost."

"Wait, wait, 90 billion?"

Peter really couldn't accept this matter calmly, the 90 billion tax was just thrown away, Peter felt a little stuffed...

Because of the different departments, Peter really doesn't know much about this matter. On the contrary, the people in NCIS are the ones who know the most. He curled his mouth, raised his legs and smiled comfortably: "It is true that there is such a thing. The lost cash is still being traced, but cash is cash, and it is a small amount, so it is difficult to trace. It is said that several The big insurance companies have a piece of the pie, but there isn't enough evidence, wars are going on everywhere in Iraq, and it's not uncommon to move supplies and containers."

Reid nodded in agreement with G, and he continued:

"The [-]-[-] million in cash that was transported back from Iraq unknowingly took the transportation route, and people from the Transportation Command were connected, so it was difficult to be discovered, and they took the right path."

"So what does it have to do with the Mafia, and why is it involved with the Gambino family?"

Peter still doesn't understand the involvement of the mafia, and Reid just guesses about this: "Since 30 years ago, the Gambino family has been with..." Reid suddenly paused, and continued: "They are firmly They control the freight dock unions in New York and New Jersey, so they know every move on the docks in New York, of course including a container of cash, and they will not miss this opportunity."

"But if you just rob the cash, it will be obvious, but if you replace it with counterfeit banknotes, it will be invisible, so they need Lucida to make counterfeit banknotes."

At this point, Neal also understands all the reasons and connections. Although it seems to be a very troublesome matter, it involves hundreds of millions of dollars in profits, and no one will let it go, let alone the villain in New York, Gambino family.

"Yes."

Reid nodded, but felt a little strange in his heart, why did he feel like he had seen this technique before?

"So, how do we stop them?"

G touched his chin and smiled lightly: "well, their liaison officer died, I think they will find a new one to connect."

NCIS is a special agent, what they are best at is role-playing, being an undercover agent, and then completing tasks, this kind of thing is commonplace for G.

"Okay, then we only have one goal left, to rescue Lucida."

Speaking of this, Reid and Neal had the same expression on their faces. At this time, one of Peter's agents came in with a document and whispered something in Peter's ear. After Peter nodded, the man slowly After leaving, after the door was closed, Peter showed the document in his hand to Reid and Neal: "This is the latest counterfeit banknote on the market, it is very difficult to detect, you see, is it drawn by that woman in Genovese? .”

A 20-dollar bill looked like a perfect counterfeit bill at first glance. Neal pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and then exhaled forcefully. His bulging cheeks made the handsome man look mischievous. Chao rubbed back and forth with the thumb and index finger of both hands, and then tilted it a few times to see the picture when tilted. Neal shrugged, not knowing whether to be happy or helpless: "Perfect imitation."

"Isn't that..."

"I'm not sure." Neal pouted, his innocent expression made Peter look angry, Neal said with a smile: "Some artists have their own unique style, of course, Lucida also has it, but what Lucida is better at is copying , you know Lucida, you should know her, not only in terms of artwork, but also in other aspects, once, twice, third time, Lucida can do it perfectly, she has a talent that makes people have to love, this dollar , I can't say for sure that she did it, but, I think she did it, the dollar looks perfect, but, it makes me feel weird."

Neal said yes, and said no, no. Neal's artistic talent was only higher than Lucida's.

"Then tell me, what is the strange feeling?"

G looked at Neal seriously. From Neal's tone, he and Lucida were very familiar. G couldn't help but recall Lucida's appearance back then. She was small and immature, but the time was too long. From Neal's Judging from the description, Lucida has grown into an excellent girl, and he should be happy.

The little sister back then was fine, she was still alive.

"...Well... At first glance, there is no problem, but there is always a feeling that there is a problem."

If it weren't for Neal being a master counterfeiter, he probably wouldn't have any illusions, but because Lucida's skills were taught by him, no matter how perfect the counterfeit money is for him, even if he can't find subtle problems, he still has an overall The sense of incongruity on the Internet made him feel strange.

"..."

Feeling, there is a problem...

Peter's face twitched, Neal, I'm most afraid of your feelings...

"Uh, can you show me?"

Reid tilted his head and looked at the counterfeit money in Neal's hand. Like Neal, he had a weird feeling, but since Neal couldn't tell what was weird, he seemed to have some clues. Neal glanced at Reid, He gave Reid the money in his hand, and Reid's way of checking the counterfeit banknotes was different from him. He didn't look at the watermark or the serial number, but repeatedly observed the insignificant pattern parts.

Suddenly, Reid seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly raised his head and said to Peter: "Can you give me a computer?"

"okay."

This looks like he found something, Peter nodded cheerfully.

"Okay, then, let us be responsible for stopping the transaction. You save people, we arrest people, you save people, just right."

There is no reason to reject the suggestion made by G. In terms of undercover operations, there is no better agent than NCIS, and among NCIS agents, there is no better agent than GCallen, a natural mission operator.

******

On a sunny afternoon, a woman with loose red hair and only wearing a simple vest, showing her good figure, was sitting in front of the balcony and drawing a picture. Sitting on the sofa not far from the woman was a young man, with his head down Holding a thick book in his hand, looking at it from a woman's point of view, the sunlight outlines the man's handsome side face, and the way he read quietly makes people reluctant to disturb him.

The man's slender fingers turned over a page, and he found a piece of folded kraft paper in the book, which looked crumpled. The man unfolded the paper suspiciously, looked at the contents inside, but did not read two pages, the man's His face turned red slightly, and he asked the woman next to him awkwardly: "Lu, Lucida, what is this?"

The woman turned her head to the side, blinked her eyes, and nodded suddenly: "Ah, that's a love letter."

Reid listened, his eyes widened, his cheeks bulged inadvertently, Reid's voice was muffled, and he asked softly, "Written for you?"

He couldn't bear to look at the explicit love and open vocabulary on it.

"Hmm, what's up?"

Lucida was concentrating on the painting in her hand, and didn't listen carefully to what Reid was asking. Reid pouted, like a wronged child, sniffed, and rarely said bad things: "Well, the grammar is wrong, the wording is wrong. Inaccurate, the sentences are too nasty, the language is too old, the vocabulary repetition rate is too high, who wrote it?"

Reid's focus is still on the last one.

Lucida was stunned for a moment, and finally looked seriously at the love letter in Reid's hand. The love letter written on brown paper made Lucida couldn't help laughing out: "Ha, you think it's disgusting too, right?"

"It's too nasty."

As he said that, Reid also added: "It's no wonder that such a love letter can catch up with girls."

Lucida agrees with this very much: "Indeed, he didn't catch up with that girl in the end, and that girl ended up marrying his best friend."

"..."

Reid opened his mouth wide, as if startled by Lucida's sudden words, Lucida continued viciously: "You should see his signature on the reverse side." After Reid turned over the paper, Lucida read the name for him: "Then It's Franklin's love letter, and here's the facsimile."

Reid opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He, it seems, complained about the love letter written by the father of the country...

"Don't worry, you're not the only one who made complaints about it. He really writes quite nasty. The girl who didn't marry him must have been frightened by his nastyness."

Lucida smiled, like a cat stealing a fish, and Reid curled his lips and muttered, "I wouldn't write such a love letter."

"Wow, what about Spencer Reid's love letters?"

Being asked this question suddenly, Reid pursed his lips and thought about it seriously, and then answered that the woman in front of him was probably the woman he would only write love letters for in his life.

"Probably... a sonnet kind of thing."

Reid said jokingly, it took more than half of his courage to confess, writing a love letter?Still be silent.

"Wow, it's quite memorable."

Lucida turned back sideways again, turned the paintbrush in her hand, and smiled lazily: "well, if I were... I would definitely write straight... let's be fair..."

Reid is hard to forget, under the sunshine, there is a sly look under the woman's lazy smile...

However, now, Reid seems to understand the meaning of that smile...

It has to be said that Lucida is an extremely rampant and willful woman.

When Reid deciphered the deep meaning hidden on the counterfeit banknote, Reid's face turned red.

"En? What happened to your face? Do you know what?"

Suffice it to say, Peter was a winky man in some ways, and his savvy was spent on work, enemies, and, oh, Neal.

"Oh, yes, yes."

Reid replied dryly, that appearance can be described as shy and flustered, Reid connected his borrowed computer to the big screen in the conference room, enlarged the dollar infinitely, then took a deep breath, and used his "Well, we know that those spiral patterns on banknotes are based on a technology called linking rings," said the usual fast tone.

I have no idea! Peter said angrily.

"Like a ring within a ring, this pattern comes from the addition and multiplication of nested sine waves. Then, when I analyzed the fluctuations of these spirals, I found that at these nodes, there is a certain Several nodes have subtle divisions, and these subtle divisions are not a problem when viewed from the front, but when we tilt an angle, we can see that they can be connected..."

Reid was operating the computer, the dollar on the screen tilted at an angle, and then stopped, Peter narrowed his eyes, and then was taken aback: "This is..."

number?Can these dots be connected into numbers?

"Yes, this is a method derived from the principle of false same color. It has a similar principle to the graph for testing color blindness. Lucida processes these nodes with dark colors. When tilted to this angle, you can find this information."

"Then, these numbers..." Peter squinted and read Lucida's message: "223, 3815."

"The former is the place name, and the latter is the street or door number."

Neal said suddenly, Peter raised his eyebrows, before asking anything, Neal replied: "This is what I agreed with Lucida."

Code word between them.

Peter couldn't help but roll his eyes, you have the nerve to say it in front of his real boyfriend!

Peter looked at Reid, and found that Reid didn't listen to them at all, and was thinking about something with his head down. Peter couldn't interrupt him, so his eyes moved back to the screen. Suddenly, he seemed to find more than one message on the screen.

"Wait, she also has a message in the upper left corner!"

Peter said aloud, and then excitedly read him: "It's LO..."

"The address is CitrusArfFactory3815ndstreet."

Reid interrupted Peter's reading, Reid's face was slightly red, and he said to Peter stiffly: "The address in New York that matches this code is this, go!"

Suddenly interrupted by Reid, Peter forgot what he had just done, he nodded and praised Reid: "Good!"

Said, immediately ran out to prepare for action.

******

"Well, I think the FBI will be here soon."

After Wells finished his task, he went back to the factory just to say goodbye to Lucida, but the man smiled meaningfully: "But don't worry, little princess, we will meet again soon."

Little Princess.

Lucida really doesn't like this title.

"It's a pity, I don't want to see you again."

"It really breaks my heart when you say that."

Wells pretended to be sad, but he walked towards the back door of the factory. Lucida sat still and smiled faintly: "Sorry, I am only in charge of my boyfriend's heart, I can take care of others. in spite of."

As she said that, Lucida heard Reid shouting from outside the door: "Lucida!!"

According to the address provided by Reid, the place was quickly found, and the FBI quickly subdued the two people at the door. While looking for Lucida, Reid couldn't help calling out the woman's name, expecting the call to be answered.

"Spencer!!!"

Now Lucida couldn't sit still anymore, she stood up abruptly, walked quickly to the door, opened and closed her door with force, it was only a door away, and as soon as Lucida opened the door, she saw Reid behind the door, Lucida's eyes Yiliang hugged Reid excitedly: "I knew you would find me!"

There was an unprecedented level of trust in this tone, and the woman in his arms was lost and recovered, so Reid felt he could breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing you're fine."

Being held tightly in Reid's arms, Lucida shrank back happily: "Did you receive the message I gave you?"

"yes, I……"

Reid nodded, and when he was about to say something, Lucida raised his head and smiled slyly: "Of course it's not that message, it's the one in the upper left corner. I left a message for you, did you receive it?"

Reid opened his mouth, his fair face turned red again, can he say he didn't receive it, such an obvious and straightforward message, hidden by her on the counterfeit banknote, that's so...

"Well, what about your answer, Spencer?"

The woman didn't care about the situation at all, she put her arms around Reid's neck and whispered in his ear, Reid swallowed, met the woman's smiling eyes, Reid pursed his lips, finally clasped Lucida's waist, and kissed down.

The woman's soft lips made Reid sigh:

[How could he not love her, every day, every day, love a little more. 】******

After the operation, Neal didn't have too much reminiscence with Lucida. Reid took Lucida back to Washington, and Neal went back to the meeting room to get his forgotten hat.

The screen in the meeting room was still on, and it was still the US dollar played by Reid. Neal looked at the US dollar, looked at the code word and smiled helplessly, and used the remote control panel to exit the interface, but unexpectedly, after pressing a button, the US dollar Following the program and tilting at another angle, the message left in the upper right corner clearly appeared in front of Neal. Neal looked at the straightforward, simple and crude message, and the handsome man really laughed helplessly and lonely this time.

"Really."

Neal covered his lips and smiled lowly: "You really deserve to be my girl..."

Love letters and such, compared to women's, are really weak.

【LOVESR】

It's really bold and crazy to paint love on the dollar.

[If I were to... I would definitely write it bluntly...and aboveboard...] She really responded to the woman's words, she wrote her love on it frankly and aboveboard, and everyone could see it ...