Lance was escorted home by the police officers, turned on the computer as soon as possible, kept his fingers on the keyboard for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and knocked down Arthur Conan Doyle.

This was followed by the enter key, the network speed was not bad, and the interface was swiped out in a few blinks of an eye.

Lance clicked on an encyclopedia, looked at it carefully, and did not miss a word, and sure enough, he did not see the familiar "The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes" in the introduction to the works of the father of detective fiction.

So this time, the so-called perfect plan in Randall's mouth was conceived and implemented by the modern version of Professor Moriarty, otherwise Lance really couldn't think of anyone who could get Colonel Moran to do something.

Professor Moriarty in the original book is mysterious, intelligent, elegant and powerful, dedicated to making * Dun, half of the cases in London are controlled by him, if it is in this era, he must not be satisfied with small London, Lance is almost certain that this boss has set his eyes on the world and is committed to building a powerful worldwide criminal empire.

……

It's really acne.,Lance has no other thoughts about such a boss except for being full of cowardice.,I don't want to deal with this person who can't be defeated at all.,He can't be a hero.,Because he can't have the evidence of the other party's crime at all.,Such a person can't be caught even if the police around the world are dispatched.。

Unless someone feeds him a gun without being protected.

Lance ruffled his hair, jumped twice on his temples, and finally typed 'Jim Moriarty' on the search screen

There were no strange things that Lance imagined, such as the page being completely white and no results, but he did find some people who were slightly more famous. But apparently none of that was what Reims was looking for.

Lance scratched his head again, he sighed and dropped his computer to take a shower in the bathroom.

Far away in the UK.

The protagonist of Lance's heart is elegantly holding a red wine glass to his lips and taking a sip, standing boredly in the huge floor-to-ceiling window looking at the green scenery in the distance.

"Hmph~" I don't know what I thought, Moriarty suddenly laughed, and the white fingers printed on the glass wine glass are very beautiful.

Then he turned around and jumped a few times, a gesture that made him look a little boyish, but it didn't ruin his own temperament, which was amazing.

He put the wine glass back on the desk, drank red wine in the study, he didn't feel anything wrong, he flipped a page with his fingers, and swept the pages with a lazy gaze, when he focused, all his eyes were focused on one thing, as if he was looking at the love of his life, but after a while he was disgusted, he picked up the red wine again and took a sip, and he didn't even look at the book he was turning over.

After a while, the ** in his pocket shook twice, he didn't hurry, slowly picked up a handkerchief from the side and wiped his fingers carefully, only to find the ** and pressed the answer button, "Huh?"

He slammed his mouth twice as he listened, until at last his eyes suddenly widened, and the light in those eyes with nonchalant emotion suddenly burst out that was difficult to ignore.

He hung up.

"It's funny, it's funny!" he repeated, seemingly unconsciously, and then he thought what he was saying was also funny, smiled softly, picked up his glass, and drank the red wine from it.

Then the glint in those eyes did not go out, and he stood up, looking back and forth for something on the huge bookshelf behind him, and in a few moments pulled out a photo album from it.

He couldn't wait to sweep the other things on the table aside, opened the album, stopped on the penultimate page where the photo was placed, and then slowly pulled a photo out of the album, opened the drawer in the middle of the desk, and took out a small album with a black leather cover, which looked very classy.

He carefully clipped the photo to a separate page, and then breathed a sigh of relief, no longer caring about the original album.

"Noah Lance, Noah...... Noah...... Huh, Noah?"

He was in a good mood and flipped through the black album, and stopped on the next page, his finger on the face of the man on the page of the photo slid away, and he couldn't help but stretch out his tongue and lick his lips, he was a little thirsty, he reached for the wine glass placed next to him, the wine in the wine glass had been drunk by him just now.

Moriarty frowned in annoyance and let out a sigh.

"Sherlock Holmes ......"

He pondered for a long time as if he had a difficult question, "Which one?"

Although the suspect was found, the vacation was interrupted, because in the end Randall was shot and killed, so the BAU team suspected that Randall was just a small minion, and he had someone behind him who was specifically giving him advice, and this person was also watching BAU, knowing that this is not something that people can relax.

So in addition to the BAU team's in-depth investigation, FBI regional director Erin Strauss called Lance into his office and asked him to do an undercover report.

Lance took the report off the script very carefully, because he had not been notified the day before, and perhaps the female supervisor had done so that he did not have time to prepare for the most realistic inspection.

Lance had a cup of coffee in front of him, he took a sip of it, and put it down.

"Noah Lance. Strauss began, "How does the coffee taste?" ”

Lance nodded a little stiffly, he seemed to be trying to make himself look decent, and deliberately straightened the expensive pin on his clothes, "Ahem, as you can see, it's very good." ”

Strauss narrowed his eyes, "That's good, but Agent Reims, I think you know what I called you for." ”

Langston sat up straight, "I, I know." ”

"Then let's get started, Anna tried her best to recommend you to me, and you have to let me see the results. Strauss smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Then came Lance's very detailed report.

"It's just too much of a fuss, just like this time, obviously the suspect has been caught, although the suspect was killed in the end, but it seems that it is impossible to catch the current clues, but they mean that it will take time to do this. ”

Lance seemed to say something that left him speechless, and his brow furrowed.

Strauss nodded at him and didn't say much, "So on the part of the group, is there anyone who has done anything out of the ordinary?"

Lance immediately stole a glance at Strauss before saying, "They're all too cautious......

It took more than half an hour for Reims to be released from the office by Strauss, who squinted back to BAU.

BAU was still the same as it was, many of the agents were walking around, and Lance saw several people reading the materials while walking, apparently busy, and he took a deep breath.

"Man, it's not a forest where you can't breathe fresh air. Morgan didn't know when he stood behind Lance and patted Lance on the shoulder to interrupt his movements.

Lance was a little unhappy, puffed out his cheeks and turned to stare at Morgan, "It's not polite to interrupt someone to embrace innocence. ”

Morgan raised an eyebrow, "Innocence, huh?"

Lance looked around, then lowered his voice, "Actually, I have been hiding something from you. ”

"Lance, anyone has a secret. Morgan shook his head, indicating that it didn't matter.

Lance was happy, "You don't ask me what the secret is, Derek is a good person~ What if I hide it from you is that I am actually a perverted murderer?"

Morgan took a step back in surprise and then went up and down Lance several times, and Lance looked at him generously.

Morgan shook his head, "Honestly, if it's true, then you're the most handsome and rich perverted murderer I've ever seen." ”

"My pleasure. Lance replied, "Oh~ I've been here for a long time, and I've even lost the taste of jokes." ”

Morgan shrugged his shoulders and walked inside.

"I'm a mole. Lance whispered as Morgan passed him.

Morgan immediately stopped and turned his head.

Lance spread his hands, "I just came back from work~"

Morgan took a breath, a little more struggle in his eyes.

"What kind of expression do you have, don't you already know?" Lance looked happy, "I can go to the Oscar for my acting skills just now!"

Morgan shook his head, "Lance, we're not ......"

"I know. He never wanted to deceive the smartest group of people in the entire country A, "I'll go up and chat with Hu Qi, do you want to be together?"

Of course, Morgan refused.

Lance didn't care, and ran upstairs to vent his bitterness with Hookey.

After that, the attitude of the other BAU players towards him was not the slightest different, and Lance himself did not feel anything wrong except for the cancellation of the holiday and Yan zhòng's dissatisfaction.

However, since this incident, the friendship between Lance and Red has improved, and Lance will take Red to the bookstore every Friday every two weeks, and then buy a book for Diana, Red is still awkward at first, but Lance is calm, and Red is used to being awkward.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that Lance has met the beautiful girl Beni who accosted him many times in the last few months, although he has always been respectful of this girl, but he can't stand the legendary fate.

It's different from the party I've seen before.

Benny covered her head and felt a little dizzy, this was different from some of the banquets she had attended in the past, she thought like this, but her eyes were not looking at the people around her.

Young men dressed in extremely scantily revealing clothes were piled up in groups, all holding wine glasses in their hands, talking to each other.

It was Bennie's first time in this place, and such a fresh face was naturally eye-catching, and she herself was a little reserved, looking down at her shoes from time to time, as if she could relax at a glance.

Tina was by her side, watching Beni's actions, but she couldn't help but roll her eyes not very elegantly, she was not her usual outfit today, her hair was tied up high, although the makeup on her face was thick, but it was indeed exquisite, and the clothes on her body revealed a beautiful belly without fat and round shoulders, making her whole person look youthful and a little rebellious.

Beni finally couldn't help but take Latina's hand, "We're ......"

A smile tugged at the corners of Tina's mouth, her eyes seemed to be hooked, and then she picked up a red cocktail from the plate in the hands of the bewitching girl who walked by, and without saying a word, stuffed it into Beni's hand, "Don't ask so much, you're the one in our circle after tonight, and you've come to drink this wine." ”

Beni was obviously shocked by Tina's words, and her face was visibly excited, her hands trembled a little, her fingertips trembled to touch the wine glass, and then she looked at the more or less stolen eyes of the people around her, and swallowed a little before drinking the wine in the glass.

And after she finished drinking, she obviously noticed that the people around her had taken back their original scrutinizing eyes, and she touched her head.

"Not bad. Tina smiled, "Come with me and I'll introduce you to a few people." ”

"Yes. Benny nodded, following Tina, who held her forehead again, as if she was a little uncomfortable because she had just drunk too hard.

It was Wednesday, Lance was holding his head, and there was a feeling of 'depression' all over his body, and he muttered something softly, causing several colleagues sitting at the table next to him to raise their heads and look at each other, and after a few eye contacts, Morgan ran over to care about his colleagues.

"Man, you've been like this for days, except for work, you're sitting down like this, are you in any trouble?" Morgan held up a hand, "just concerned." ”

"Derek......" Lance lowered his hand, his tone tinged with imperceptible chagrin, "I've been in an emotional crisis lately. ”

"Huh?" Al let out a soft sigh as he craned his neck, "Emotion?"

Red's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly lowered his head and pulled out a magazine from the book next to him, pretending to flip through it casually, and if he looked closely, it was not difficult to see a little red on the tips of his white ears.

Morgan didn't look back, but continued to tease, "Then can I know which girl won the favor of our noble son?"

"No, the word favor is misused, it should be irritability or panic. Lance scratched his head, "I swear to God, I've seen that girl every time I go shopping for something in the past month...... It's like going to buy something and automatically binding the rhythm that can't be sold!"

"......" Morgan thought to himself, and if it was him, Rao was his heart couldn't help but tremble, "It's really not good." ”

"Yes. Lance was helpless, "I've tried to go to another place to buy groceries, but I still come across it." ”

"Is this fate?" Al finally interjected, "It seems that God is arranging opportunities for you." ”

"......" Lance looked up and looked back and forth over the faces of the two gossipy men, "God knows what you look like now, I really thought you were long-lost brothers and sisters. ”

"It's mean. Al pursed his lips, then turned to look at Red, "Rhett, do you know who Lance's 'haunting object' is?"

Red's hand shook, the pages slipped between his fingers, and he coughed dryly, "No, I don't know. ”

"Really?" Al clearly didn't believe it.

"Come on, Al, don't embarrass the little doctor, that girl you know. Lance waved his hand, "I don't think it will be long before I can accept God's arrangement with peace of mind." ”

"Oh?"

* Came out of the office with a large stack of papers in his hand, and then went straight to Hu Qi's office, which made Lance see it, and his face immediately wrinkled, "Something happened while I was still struggling with my heart." ”

Morgan also raised his eyebrows when he looked back at Lance's direction, and most of his mood of joking with Lance was gone, and he turned back to his desk, "Those bastards won't stop committing crimes just because we haven't rested." ”

"You remind me again of our tragic holiday. Lance frowned, "By the way, I got a message a while ago that our colleague is in trouble?"

"We have a lot of colleagues, Lance. Seeing that the topic just now had been revealed, Al didn't delve any further, "Which part are you talking about?"

"Division. Lance thought for a moment, "It's like investigating a perverted murderer." ”

"Haven't we been working on this kind of case all the time?"

"That's right. ”

It didn't take long for Hutch to come out of his office and knock on Gordon's door,* standing on the stairs, "Here we are." ”

This time the case is more tricky, it is said to be in Des Moines.

"Huh?" Lance put down the information in his hand, "Isn't the mayor in a hurry with a fire on his head?"

Des Moines is the capital of the United States, and because it is located in the 'swing state' area, it is a must for every US presidential election.

"We can see that the suspect is provoking the government. Hu Qi flipped through a page of information, "*, you can get started." ”

Rhett moved the coffee in front of him to Lance without moving, Lance nodded at Rhett, and then unceremoniously took a sip of the coffee, the taste was a little sweet, it should have been added sugar later, Lance raised his eyebrows slightly.

* Stood up and was obviously a little surprised to see the interaction between Red and Lance, but didn't say anything about it, just turned on the projector and introduced.

"Our case this time was in Des Moines, and there were at least four deaths within a month, but almost all of the deceased were tourists to Des Moines, and there were no locals. ”

"So this case could have been done by xenophobia?" Al gestured with the pen in his hand.

* Shrugging, "At least the police haven't found a local victim yet." ”

"And what connects these cases?" Gordon interrupted, flipped through the information in his hand, then looked at a few photos and groaned, "Looks like I found it." ”

In the photo, the clothes on the back part of the deceased were torn off and naked. Words were written on the exposed skin with black markers.

"What are these words?" because the angle of the photo is not very clear.

It's the victim's name. * Answer.

"Yes. ”

"Okay, all ready, we'll be on the plane in 20 minutes. Hu Qi gave the final order.

Lance took another sip of his coffee, "Thank you for your hospitality." ”

Red pursed his lips and didn't speak.

The BAU's plane flew smoothly as always, and Lance sat down on the couch after putting his luggage away, while Gordon was still reading the information, and he was clearly interested in the suspect's approach.

"Remember to study the basis of the victims, Lance?" Gordon asked coldly as Lance sat down.

Lance nodded, "What is the reason, why this time, why this place, why this victim." ”

“Good.” Gordon nodded, "They're just traveling to Des Moines, why would our suspect choose them." ”

"More than that, I want to know why the local police didn't ask us for help earlier. Lance was puzzled, "Isn't it enough to be alarmed by two such tactics?"

* Don't raise your head, "because of the recent mayoral re-election." ”

"So voters can't be allowed to see such a bad case happening. "First of all, the first victim, Getter Arbor, a 20-year-old college student who came with his classmates in Des Moines, disappeared in a bar the night after arriving in Des Moines, and the police found his body two days after the incident, in the toilet of the bar where he disappeared." ”

Morgan went on to say about the second victim, "Like the first victim, she was from Des Moines, but she was a brown-haired girl who was only 18 years old, and she was said to have left her hometown to try her luck in the city, she played guitar and sang in the park, and passers-by said she didn't show up for two days, and the next morning she was found dead on a park bench where she used to sit." ”

Lance asked, "Although I don't go out much at night, I also know that the park benches are usually reserved for the homeless, how do I do that?"

"UM ......" * quickly flipped through the information, "because the park benches were repainted in those two days." ”

"Tsk. ”

"Well, this is 25 Deya Cross, a company employee, on a business trip to Des Moines, it is said that no one has seen him for two days after arriving at the hotel, and he was called to clean the hotel on the third day, and then the waiter found his body when he opened the door, and the police arrived in time and quickly blocked the news. Al raised his eyelids, "Who can sue me that this person has been missing for so long, and if the body has not been found, will it not be pursued?"

"These are critical times. Lance scoffed, "But I don't think our murderers wanted the bodies to be hidden. ”

"You're right. ”

Gordon rubbed his chin, which had some fine stubble on it, "Then our last victim." ”

Rhett quickly replied, "Yes, yes, she is 22 years old, she is a prostitute, a woman, and she was found in the red light district yesterday. ”

"Red light district. Lance chewed on these words, suddenly felt as if his reaction had been excessive, and lowered his head and said sorry.