sinovels Chapter 23 Part 1
Chapter 23 Part 1
It's Reid calling.
Scott was a little surprised, but answered immediately: "This is Scott, Reid?"
"Well, it's me, Garcia said there was a shooting near us, so I'm... I'm a little concerned, are you okay?" Reid's voice was low, sounding like he was calling him secretly during work hours.
Scott couldn't describe how he felt in that moment.He knew that Reid suffered from insomnia yesterday and was not in a good mood, and he didn't even eat a few bites of breakfast.At this moment he should be sleepy and uncomfortable, but he called during work hours because of a shooting that happened in their neighborhood.
People around me will not worry about such a trivial matter out of trust in their own abilities. Dr. Watson is probably an exception, but that's because he will always be a child in his eyes.But Reid was different, he never looked down on him, but still worried.
There was no answer, and Reid couldn't help being a little anxious: "Scott, are you still listening?"
"Well, it's okay. What's the matter with you, your voice sounds a little tired. Work is not going well?" Scott quickly collected his emotions, he couldn't help smiling, and the warm atmosphere around him made Helay's skin almost crawl.
"Well, because a baseball star and an actor disappeared from our agents' hands..."
Scott's hand holding the milk trembled, his face darkened slightly: "That baseball star and that actor won't be called Brady and cheeks, right?"
"how do you know?!"
"These two are at my house now."
"Hold on to them, we'll be right over."
Scott hung up the phone, his smile becoming enigmatic.
"What's wrong?" Helay's expression also changed because of Scott.
"Well, my client has commissioned the FBI again, which makes me feel very distressed." Scott glanced over Brady who had just come out of the phone, and finally landed on cheeks: "You decided to come to me?"
Cheeks admitted generously: "Don't you think I have good eyesight?" He also gave Scott a wink. "I think a capable private detective is definitely more effective than a group of policemen who just eat and don't work." He said, shaking his neck like a snake.
Scott really wondered what his body was made of, it was so flexible.
But he still sat down and looked at the two seriously: "Why are you so prejudiced against the police?"
"Because they often destroy our parades, when same-sex marriage is not yet legal. I don't expect the world to protect my human rights. Maybe I should go to China to feel their malice, and then I will find how free the United States is. " said cheeks selfishly.
Brady: "..."
Scott turned to Brady: "Sorry, what was he talking about?"
Helay held the largest goblet in Scott's house, which contained her own drink. She took a sip and said, "Aren't you desperate for this world? I think you should go to Denmark, and then you will be with me Brady is thinking about immigration."
"It's impossible, we still have work!" Brady retorted immediately.
"Good idea! I think you can try it!" Cheeks said at the same time, but the content was quite different from what Brady said.
Cheeks immediately turned his head away from Brady: "In your heart, work has always been more important! If that's the case, why do you want to marry me?"
"Oh honey, don't do that!" Brady immediately put on a condescending, cordial and sincere tone and put his arms around Brady, "You know I didn't mean that, I just think about our future. Think about it, immigrants need a lot of money, although we There is no shortage of money, but I hope you can always have a good life."
"Our future?" Cheeks pretended not to care and glanced back at Brady, and after another sweet talk from the other party, he turned into her husband's arms, and the two were as loving as ever.
Helay has long been used to it.
Even if Scott had been trained, he was dumbfounded at the moment.
It didn't take long for the bau team to flood into Scott's room.Fortunately, Scott's hall is tidy enough, so it doesn't look too crowded.
Cheeks and Brady are sitting on the sofa making out, kissing sweetly from time to time. Scott and Helay are watching a small disc, Helay brings a collection of cheeks and brady making out in public and cheeks telling nasty jokes.
Helay watched with relish while eating snacks, and Scott calmly wrote about the three of them from head to toe, from inside to outside.
"I hope I haven't troubled you." Scott shook hands with Hotch, politely.
Naturally, Hotch would not vent his anger on him: "Of course not, thank you for the information."
"Cheeks, you guessed wrong, none of the police here is a potbellied idiot, they all look attractive." Helay made a summary to the men who entered the room.
"I remember you saying that you don't know where these two potential victims are, Miss Helay." Elle, who had contacted her before, looked at the young and beautiful girl and felt her head was getting bigger.
Helay spread his hands after eating the snacks in his mouth, and looked at her as a matter of course: "Sorry, I didn't hear what you were talking about, the snacks are ringing."
"Helay, you can't keep doing this to others, it's too impolite." Cheeks, who was being stared at by Hotch, didn't care about the serious officer in front of him, and gave his best friend a wink.
Scott took advantage of the chaos and dragged Reid into the study.
The two summed up the situation of both sides, and immediately understood the whole thing.
Because of the indiscreet behavior of these two foolish couples, the executioner targeted them and sent them threatening letters.
Brady's agent felt that he should not be careless. After calling the police, a police officer who had worked in the FBI discovered something special about the threat letter, and reported it immediately after researching it.The executioner was also a fugitive serial killer on the bau list, so the case was quickly brought to Hotch's desk by his superiors.
However, the two uninformed parties seemed to have a general impression of the US police agency, and they had already left the residence with their families before the agents went to pick them up.They accidentally saw the important role played by Scott, a private detective, in solving the Death Brother, so they went straight to him-the matter was in the newspaper at the time, and Scott's information could be found on Google.
But the executioner seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He carried out an ambush at the door of the garage. Unfortunately, he failed and was wounded by Scott with a gun instead.That's what happened with this morning's shooting.
"Wait, you said you shot the unknown suspect?" Reid suddenly realized the problem.
Scott nodded: "I fired two shots. The first shot forced him to show up, and the second shot hit him. But in order to protect the client, I didn't chase after him."
Reid took out his mobile phone: "Wait a minute, I'll contact the local police station to ask them to collect blood samples. We don't have the identity information of the executioner here, maybe it can be used as a reference."
By the time Reid and Scott left the study, the two parties had already continued to flirt with each other.The bau team members found their own places to sit down.
Reid told Hotch what he had learned from Scott and what he had done to deal with it, and after getting the affirmation from the other party, he went to make coffee for Scott.
"Hey, are you a couple?" Cheeks lay on the back of the sofa and stared at Reid and Scott, "I thought you were straight."
"Huh?" The two people who were called were taken aback for a moment, Reid silently walked away and handed a cup of coffee to gideon, then sat down opposite him.
Gideon glanced at Reid, and although he could see how stiff the doctor's posture was, he remained silent.
Scott smiled: "No, why do you think so?"
"I knew you were not straight!" cheeks said with certainty.
"No, I mean we're not together." Scott froze for a moment before he realized cheeks had just made two theories, but his focus was on the one about Reid.
Cheeks glanced at him contemptuously: "Coward, don't you dare to admit this? What's so difficult about admitting that you like him?"
"..." Scott chose to ignore this sentence automatically, and he looked at Brady: "Why don't you keep kissing?"
Brady thought for a while: "Because..."
Scott ignored him and walked away.
Brady looked at his back and whispered, "I haven't finished yet, buddy."
"Two gays, do you think the whole world is gay?" No one accompanied Helay to watch the couple's foolishness, she had already changed the channel, and then turned to cheeks and said.
Cheeks is confident: "Because the world is wrong, so they are not gay yet." Then he thought for a while and looked at Scott and Reid sympathetically: "So there are such people who dare not admit that they are gay."
Man and Elle are watching the gossip with great interest, while ** has to deal with the media. Brady and Cheeks are celebrities, especially Cheeks, so the job of the fuck becomes difficult all of a sudden.She does have many journalist friends, but those in the entertainment circle are not among them.
The contacts in the sports circle are also negligible.
Gideon looked at Reid who hadn't spoken since cheeks teased: "Do you care?"
"I don't know how to say it," Reid replied quickly, and he asked in a low voice, "What are we doing here?"
"Wait a minute guys, you're not going to spend sixty hours at my house?" Scott realized a serious problem. "I'm not a public office here."
"A commission fee of $[-], are you going to send them away?" Hotch raised his eyebrows.
Scott didn't answer the question: "You guys read my email."
Man pointed to the laptop that was not closed at all on the table: "I didn't peek at it, I looked at it openly."
"Oh okay, but where do you sleep? I don't have enough space here to sleep people." Scott spread his hands helplessly. It would be fine if it was just a client, but there is no place to sleep when there are so many people all at once.
"Don't worry about that." Hotch looked at the team. "I don't think many people will sleep for the next sixty hours."
"It's 59 hours and 27 minutes." Reid looked at his watch and corrected in a low voice.
Hotch didn't speak, Elle looked at Scott: "Reid, why didn't you correct Scott's mistake just now?"
Bowing his head, Reid entered a state of automatically ignoring all useless information from the outside world.
The bau man smiled tacitly.If Garcia is there, it will be even more exciting, but it is a pity that this computer genius can play a greater role by strictly guarding her little black room.
But Scott could probably guess the reason why they didn't want to go back, presumably the regional director Staruss in the office must be very angry at the moment.If it was him, he didn't want to work with a woman who was angry.
Bau ran busy but orderly all afternoon in Scott's room, concluding that the attacker this time was not the executioner.
The executioner's method is not so simple and rude, and he has been improving.But this shooting in the street was too unaesthetic, and it didn't conform to his usual style.
Just imagine, how could a psychopath, paranoid, and obsessive-compulsive who would carefully select envelopes and letterheads and seal them with rose-coloured clasps do such a thing?
Then the question also arises, if today's executioner is not, then who is he, why did he attack Cheeks and Brady.
For Scott, there is one more question, is that person really targeting cheeks and brady instead of him?