Rhett: "Then why did you become a psychiatrist?"

Lance: "......"

"Because something happened. Hannibal sighed, "I know that being a doctor doesn't save everyone, I ......"

Rhett: "Actually, you shouldn't have such a worry, in many parts of Africa, countless people die every day, and in some slightly more developed countries, death is inevitable, surgery is just a means to give people a chance to survive, even in country A, there are ...... people who die on the operating table every day in hospitals"

Lance: "......"

Beverly: "......"

Hannibal: "......"

In a sense, Red is much more powerful than the others, Lance glanced at Hannibal quickly and quickly shifted his gaze, "Spencer." ”

Red: "I'm sorry."

"No, no, no!" Hannibal waved his hand and smiled a little far-fetched, "You're right, it's my own problem, but I can help a lot of people as a psychologist now." ”

Red nodded.

Lance: "......"

"So will you be able to find out who she is?"

"Well, Priss is already looking into it, and I believe there will be a result soon. ”

When they returned to the office, they saw that Will was already sitting on the side, still looking in bad spirits, and Gordon was also sitting, holding a newspaper in his hand and wearing glasses to read it carefully.

Hearing the movement, Gordon raised his head, then handed over the newspaper, "Look at it. ”

Lance looked at Red, didn't say anything, and just reached for the newspaper and read it.

[There is a stump arm in the car, targeting the police or an individual!]

Lance raised his eyebrows, thinking that the title of the article was very good, simple and rough and attractive, so he also read it carefully, it was basically a guess of what happened last night, and what made him more concerned was that there was no photo of him and Rhett on it, but Jack was very photogenic, and he looked quite domineering.

Finally, he took a look at the author of the article, Freddy Lowndes.

"What is it?" said Red, seated next to Gordon.

"Freddie Lowndes," Jack picked up, not in a very good tone, "but a difficult reporter. ”

"Huh?" Lance handed the newspaper to Red, turning back, "Looks like he's offended you." ”

Jack shrugged his shoulders, "Actually, it's her, oh, you're going to be here for a long time, and I think if this female reporter is still so uninteresting, there will be a lot of opportunities to get in touch with her." ”

"I'm even more curious about what you said. Lance reached out and pinched his face, feeling that the flesh on his face that had been frightened for the past few days had been frightened away.

Red quickly finished reading the newspaper text, "It seems that she has been keeping an eye on this place, and she also reported on the 'corpse mushroom' last time, and Garcia has also found out that she has been in and out of the 'hunting lodge' and that she has reported on Mr. Graham at length." ”

Lance smacked his mouth, glanced at the pile of documents on the table out of the corner of his eye, and decided to re-read the case.

"So what can we do about this suspect now?" Beverly looked at Will, who was still sitting motionless in the corner, and turned her gaze back to the whiteboard, "We have very little information, and we don't even know the specific characteristics of the suspect. ”

"A lot. Red frowned, "We know a lot, about the murderer, and about the victim, but all we can do now is wait." ”

"Yes. Gordon took off his glasses, "Waiting is what we're going to do now, and it's just the beginning to go out and investigate clues that we can't even get hold of, and it's an extremely risky method that we will only use when we are cornered." ”

"Your ...... They had just guessed that the owner of this arm was probably still alive! Isn't this a desperate situation?"

"Listen, Miss. Lance's anger suddenly came up, "So what do you want us to do? Now stand in front of the public and beg for mercy in front of the murderer, 'Please give us this poor girl?' We are just cowards, please don't hurt her?', please do your job, can you be professional in this aspect of the case?"

"Noah. ”

"Tsk. Lance scratched his hair, he just didn't understand why some people thought that they could be on par with real case handlers because they were involved in the investigation of some cases, and the forensic doctor could make the dead man speak, which was an indispensable key in handling the case, but this did not mean that the forensic doctor could directly point fingers at the case.

No one has ever seen Lance get angry, no matter what kind of situation he encounters, in the eyes of others, Lance is annoyed, gentle, and playful, even if he was handcuffed by Morgan at the beginning, he only resisted at first and obeyed after realizing that it was the FBI who came.

There have been too many things that have happened recently, and there are too many things that have made him panic, and it is already very uncomfortable to pile up so many bad things in his heart, but there is still someone who is aggressive on the side and successfully detonates Lance.

As a leader, Jack has to adjust the relationship between his subordinates, and Beverly, as a forensic doctor, seems to have impeccable work ability, and she has also accumulated a lot of experience in many cases, and she has learned and grown quickly, but this time, she ......

"We need to talk. ”

Beverly gave Lance a blow to the eye and followed Jack away.

Lance took a deep breath, and then Hannibal pulled up his chair and sat down, and Lance almost didn't take this breath.

"I think we can talk about it if we can. Hannibal said.

Lance: "......"

"I don't think we've been as stiff as we were in the beginning, and we even went to see an arm together just now. Hannibal blinked, "You should know what this means, and you didn't refute what I said at the time." ”

"......" takes care of the case + keeps a certain distance with the little doctor + deliberately diverts attention = temporarily hypnotizes himself and it is not Hannibal who is standing next to him.

"Ahem. Red coughed dryly, "Can Noah pour me a cup of coffee?"

Lance stood up with a calm face, picked up Red's coffee cup and walked away.

Hannibal frowned slightly, and the corners of his eyes swept to Will, who was still sitting motionless like a sculpture, got up to talk to his partner.

Gordon glanced up at Red, "Spencer, good job." ”

"Huh?" Red blinked in confusion, "I didn't do anything. He said and touched his head, he hadn't gotten used to the new hairstyle, "When I came in the morning, I saw Noah stuffing sugar in my bag. ”

Gordon: "Keep it for yourself." ”

"Yes. ”

After Lance slipped around for a while, he regained his malaise in the morning, and when he saw Will, who had only nodded and stopped talking under Hannibal's persuasion, he felt even more tired, and there was no way to live this day!

I don't know if it was because they had a very large secrecy about the case, or if they didn't react to the outside world for so long after receiving the arm, the suspect apparently felt that he was being treated rudely, and he didn't get enough attention to send a package to BSU.

It was already afternoon, during which Lance made no excuse to look at his arm again, and Jack was told that there was a delivery.

The courier sent to BSU is particularly interesting in this period when everyone is waiting for it, and there is nothing wrong with the security check, it is not a dangerous item.

"I need a knife. Jack walked into the office with the rectangular box, "It's heavy." ”

Lance narrowed his eyes and looked at the box in Jack's hand, and instinctively told him that it wasn't a good thing in it.

Hannibal, on the other hand, closed his eyes slightly and took a breath, then shook his head seemingly dissatisfied.

The box was opened, and the contents were revealed to the others, the same arm, also wrapped in plastic paper.

The on-site evidence collector arrived soon, and Beverly was of course there, but she was much lighter than the proud peacock in the morning, and it seemed that Jack's conversation was still very effective.

"Didi-"

Lance felt a chill in his heart, and he turned on his phone.

[It's a guy who doesn't calm down very much~]

"This time the arm is for Jack, and it doesn't look like a crime against an individual. Will spoke, he hadn't said a few words since he got here, and now he had a sense of consciousness when he spoke, "I want to ......"

Jack waved his hand, and everyone began to step back.

Lance watched Will's eyes fixed on the arm but seemed to gradually lose focus, unconsciously walked towards the table where the arm was placed, and his right hand began to slowly hold and droop slightly as if holding something, then he approached the arm and stood and looked at it for a while.

Raise your arm, look a little struggling, and then ...... down hard

He's impersonating a suspect! Lance realizes this, and so do Gordon and Red, of course.

"I'm appreciating, but I'm not an artist, I'm more of a butcher than an artist, I have a heart that can't be compared to human beings, I don't need other feelings, I'm a qualified butcher. Will's lips moved, and his words were clear.

Jack looked at Will's eyes flashing, pride could not be stopped.

This is Will, who has studied the psychology of the suspect in depth, and he can even reconstruct the murder scene at that time. ”

"So he needs a good psychiatrist on a regular basis. Gordon just nodded and didn't react in particular, "He can't do it all the time, though." ”

"He's my finest hound. Jack narrowed his eyes, "Of course I won't put him in danger, I promised." ”

Lance's finger moved, then his gaze lowered.

There is no name on the arm.

The author has something to say: ...... Well, there will be an extra fan in a few hours, make up for Tanabata, I hope you don't dislike it, don't you want to be sweet!!!!!! give sugar.

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