[Red is missing, Gordon and Red are in the parking lot at BSU when a man in a cap stops them, gives Gordon a package and runs away.]

Gordon realized that it might be a new arm and immediately dropped the package and chased after him, but he didn't, and when he turned around, Red was gone.

……

Jack also just received the news, thinking that Lance and Rhett should have a good relationship, and Lance refused to test Abigail again, so he sued him, and the first thought that came to Lance's mind after hearing the news was: [Sure enough, Rhett looks weak, and the best one to do is him.] Then his head went blank, and he seemed to be in a daze.

Red's disappearance, perhaps by accident, or perhaps part of a plan, also shows that the suspects know their whereabouts well.

When Lance saw Gordon, he saw that his forehead was already full of beads of sweat, and when Rhett joined the group, Gordon was taking care of him, although Gordon was not there for a while, but as long as he was there, he was always protecting Rhett and encouraging Rhett to try to contact and socialize with the people around him.

He should play a role similar to his father in Rhett's life, and his concern for Rhett can be seen, and now that Rhett is missing under his nose, he is undoubtedly the one who is hit the hardest, and it can be said that if something happens to Rhett this time, he will definitely not be able to forgive himself.

"How many can you find?" Lance sat down on Gordon's left-hand side, "I didn't get a call from Garcia or anything like that, was that notified?"

Gordon's eyes narrowed slightly, and Lance squinted to see his slightly shaky fingers.

"It's been notified. There wasn't much in his voice, and Lance knew that the experienced FBI was already calming himself down.

"What about surveillance?" asked Lance again.

"There was a car in the parking lot that had gone out and was empty when it was tracked. Priss raised his voice slightly, "The surveillance in that place is broken. ”

"Investigated?"

"It's sabotage. Gordon continued, "It was premeditated. ”

"Sounds pretty well prepared. Lance touched his nose, "Can you be sure who did it?"

"The package has been inspected and is a new arm. Beverly rubbed her eyebrows, "It's the same situation as the previous two times, the only difference is probably that it was sent directly to us." ”

"Monitoring...... Shouldn't you have caught it?"

"Yes. Gordon propped half of his face with his right hand, "Someone is helping him, or maybe he's proficient himself." ”

Lance blinked, and suddenly thought of a case he had worked on before, which was also the moment when he knew that the world might be a fusion of Sherlock Holmes.

Professor Moritia.

Lance lowered his eyelids and habitually nodded with his right hand.

"What comes to mind?"

"I didn't put sugar in his pocket today. Lance lowered his head, "I don't know if he'll cry." ”

Gordon: "...... He's not a kid anymore. ”

"Yes. Lance nodded, then stood up and pointed outside, "I'm going to wash my face." ”

The corners of Gordon's mouth tugged down, and he heard it.

Lance grabbed his hair and left, Will looked at Lance's back, his lips moved, his body reflexively turned around, and he took a step forward, but he still stopped alive.

The mirror surface is very clean, his hand hangs on the faucet and does not press it for a long time, he feels that the qiē around him now has been out of control, whether it is about the profession of FBI, or for some people, the people around him are so good, their sense of responsibility to the society has lit the little flame that has been wiped out in his heart.

But at the same time, there were other people hiding in the shadows, holding the lit matches in their hands, and staring at him all the time, and if they let go of their hands, they could burn all his witnesses.

Raising his head, the person in the mirror also stared at him, slowly curling the corners of his mouth at him.

It's so handsome.

It looks much more handsome than before.

His fingers tapped lightly on the faucet, of course, no water would be left with such force, and Lance didn't care, he needed to gamble.

The phone lay quietly in his pocket, and it didn't take much effort to take it out.

[Did you do it?] The other party has changed a lot of numbers, and Lance just clicked one random number from many, and he believes that these numbers are still usable, if he is really facing the legendary Moritia.

Within seconds of the message being sent, Lance's mind was racing, and he had even thought about whether he could get the key to Red's apartment if he didn't come back safely.

……

It doesn't seem to be going the right direction.

[A genius, little Jim likes genius~] Lance paused.

[Your purpose.] The text message came back quickly.

[I have an opponent who can make my heart pound, he has grown to my expectations and will soon be able to play games together, I want you to play games with us~]

game

In the eyes of such a person, all Yiqiē can become a game, and I don't know why I got into the other person's sight, maybe I did something that interested him at a certain time and place, or maybe he glanced at the crowd and chose him at random.

After all, if you keep staring at someone, it's natural that you'll be interested.

[He's a genius ~ he might be able to join you in this game]

[He's different.] ]

[He's different, he's different, yes, he's different, but you're the same as me, I can feel that you're the same as me, restless desire to control and even subvert. Hopefully, you're just being suppressed. ]

Lance looked at the words on his phone, his eyes flashing slightly.

[You know me, I just want to play a game with you~ Besides, you also took the initiative to contact me, didn't you?=w=]

[You're threatening me.] ]

[I'm helping you, make a choice, do you want to participate in this game, or let him participate in this game with you?]

……

The author has something to say: drive into Shenxia.

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