[Zhongyingmei] That snake

That night, another shooting occurred in the New York subway, and the BAU team and Detective Kate were called to the federal building urgently.

Unsub accelerated the speed of committing crimes, but two people were killed within a few hours. Oliver couldn't help but wonder if this unsub had sex skills?

Although there is no sex technique, Garcia's digital perspective analysis shows that the murderer is not the same person.

"So, there is more than one unsub, what does that mean?" Rossi said a little tiredly to the team members.

"Most groups will support each other, such as NG and Lake, the Krays brothers, and Bittaker and Norris, they generally act together." Reid said.

"Probably the beginnings of some kind of gang," Morgan said.

But Prentiss shook her head when she heard Morgan's conjecture. Her past experience made her know some remote information like the back of her hand, "If gangs want to occupy the chassis, they will kill you directly instead of killing people all over the city."

Faced with differences of opinion, ** said: "I will contact the gang special investigation team and make sure to get an overview tomorrow morning."

"Do you think the current clues are enough for profile?" Kate asked Hotch, her lips were pursed into a straight line, and she could see that she had put a lot of thought into this case.

"Basically," Rossi replied.

Hotch began to assign tasks, he habitually held his left elbow with his right hand while thinking, while the fingers of his left hand rested on his chin, "D□□e, you and Reid talk to the agents here; Morgan and Prentiss will call the police tomorrow briefing staff when they are on duty.”

"I think we should go out and see." Morgan retorted Hotch very rarely.

"I asked you to come here for profiling." Kate said bluntly.

"We can do profiling tomorrow morning, and they can tell the police officers on shift in the afternoon." Morgan still insisted.

"We've got all the police forces out there," she blinked. "This is New York. It's not a small place where a few people can spread all over the city."

Kate's voice is very gentle, with a slenderness unique to women, but this does not mean that her speaking tone is weak. Coupled with the Oxford accent, Kate's every word is resounding.

But it didn't hurt Oliver, who was used to this accent, and he agreed with Morgan's point of view more.

And Kate may not be able to realize this, but the senior management of the bureau said that if she can't solve the case, she will be dismissed, and the No. 1 candidate to replace her is Morgan, after all, his ability BAU is obvious to all.Therefore, it is understandable that the two of them were not at odds when they met.

"They committed the crime at noon, and there are traces of the crime location. They only need to monitor a few specific entrances and exits and arrange personnel near the subway station." Oliver said.

"Like 14th Street, 42nd Street, 59th Street." Morgan answered quickly.

"Oli, it's not up to you here." Hotch said this very helplessly, and even called out Oliver's nickname to calm his emotions.

He didn't want the team members to argue with Kate. If Kate was really dismissed, how many people would stare at BAU? Hotch hopes to solve all unnecessary interference factors of BAU, so that the team members can have a case-handling environment that is not disturbed by political struggles.

Oliver thought clearly, and although he wasn't angry, he didn't intend to give up, "Agent Joyner, this question is up to you now."

Oliver was standing next to her, Kate was still shorter than him even in high heels, and she had to lift her head slightly to meet Oliver's eyes.

She saw Oliver's eyes looked like a pool of deep, drowning lake under the dim light. You couldn't tell whether it was dark blue or dark green.

This reminded her of her father, that stern and unkind old gentleman, even though he was just a painter who lived in a wheelchair all day long, his long white blond hair could not hide his sharpness.

In order to escape her father's restriction, she ran to Scotland Yard in spite of her parents' prohibition, and now she even went to the American continent on the other side of the ocean.Then he meets someone like his father again.

But there is still a difference after all, Oliver's wheat-blonde curly hair is less alienated and aloof than his father's light-blonde, and looking into his eyes is a gentle harbor.

He was not as strict as his father, but asked the lady for advice politely with a smile.

If Oliver was really like her father, Kate might still be stirred up to rebel, but now?

"There are no more people here." She sighed, "But if the BAU team members are willing to accept this field work, we will finish the preliminary profile tonight, and we can go to a specific location for surveillance tomorrow morning."

Hotch looked at Morgan, who shrugged, "That's probably the best solution."

"If I don't offend, I'd like to add to your profile," Kate said.

"no problem."

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After returning to the hotel in the evening, the BAU team ran into Will who had come to New York to meet his wife.

When everyone was pleasantly wishing that ** was pregnant, Hotch noticed Oliver's expected expression. He stood aside with arms folded, with a warm smile on his face.

After leaving enough private space for ** and Will, Hotch asked Oliver, "You already knew?"

Oliver nodded.

"You should have told me." Hotch was also happy for **, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "If she needs to ask for leave."

"If she needs to ask for leave, of course she will tell you." Oliver said lightly, "But she didn't."

"**** doesn't want to leave BAU, even if it's only for this period of time. Not just because of responsibility, but also because she treats BAU, you and me as family." As he said, Oliver put his arms around Hotch's shoulders.

He looked into Hotch's familiar eyes, and for some reason, a warmth from the bottom of his heart surged up, and the muscles on his face suddenly stopped working.

So, Oliver approached Hotch with a smile, and kissed Hotch's cheek. His steamy lips didn't stay for too long, and he didn't make a sound.

Hotch looked at Oliver's lake-green eyes that opened again, still a lake full of gentle smiles, but it looked like a large dog that turned over and exposed its furry belly defenselessly.

He heard Oliver say "Good night, sweet dreams."

"Good night." Hotch heard his own laughing and awkward voice.

Oliver walked back to his room very calmly. As for how much effort he had spent to calm down the dopamine that was so happy that it was about to overflow, only he knew.Perhaps, add another Hotch?

BAU’s treatment for going out to handle cases has always been very high, including but not limited to booking a double room for each agent, and the unique floor-to-ceiling windows of the New York copy to enjoy the night view of New York.

Oliver has some ideas that need to be put into practice temporarily, so he simply opened the opaque curtains, moved a wooden chair, and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if he was stepping on the vast galaxy of New York City.

"Lim?" He dialed the phone, "This is Oliver, sorry to bother you so late."

"Oh Liv, you finally missed me?"

"I don't think about you all the time, Mom." Oliver smiled softly.

"Well, I know how much you say that against your will. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Lim, do you know someone named Kate Joyner?"

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, and there was no hang-up sound for a long time, letting Oliver know that the phone was still online.

"Why do you ask, you know about Kate Joyner?"

"Well, I actually met Kate Joyner. An FBI agent transferred from Scotland Yard."

"Wait, why did you meet the FBI agent?" Lim's voice was a little dangerous.

"It's my fault. I should tell you that I'm working in the FBI's BAU." Oliver obediently admitted his mistake.

"BAU, Behavior Analysis Unit?"

"Yes, Mom." Oliver said, "Please don't ignore Kate's question so quickly. I'm working with her on the case now. She looks very much like you."

"how old is she?"

"Around 30? Lim, age is a woman's secret."

"Okay. I have an idea. She might be your aunt."

"Lim, are you serious?"

Lim changed her surname to Williams after marrying Oliver's father, so Oliver doesn't know her real surname either.

"Your tone doesn't seem suspicious. I do have a younger sister. She was only a few months old when I left England. I just didn't expect her name to be Kate."

"Why do you say that? Newborns should have names when they are born."

Lim laughed self-deprecatingly, and said, "Kate is my name, and her name at the time was Kathleen, a transformation of Kate."

"Why did you change your name and never return to England?"

"It's all in the past, Liv, let Kate call me if you can."

"When this case is over, I will."

"What's New York like now?" Lim asked suddenly.

"The city that never sleeps is full of tall buildings and bright lights, do you want to come and play?" Oliver really wanted Lim and Colin to leave the town and play around, but the two of them seemed to plan to stay there forever and be isolated from the world.

"I just thought of London. It seems that there is still no city as charming as London. The sky there is not divided by tall buildings like New York, although it is gray all year round." Lim is immersed in the memory, "But I don't Will go back again."

"Lim, one more thing. I feel like I've been shot by Cupid's golden arrow."

"Which boy is so lucky?"

"My boss."

When Oliver was in middle school, everyone was double-crossing and he was always alone. When Lim and Colin asked him why he rejected all the girls in the school, he came out to them very frankly.

For a closed-off town, Lim and Colin were too enlightened. Not only did they not object at all, they asked him why he rejected all the boys in the school.

"Office romance? Is the FBI allowed?" Lim wasn't worried about his son's eyes, but he wasn't completely worried either.

"Not allowed, but who told me to like him?" Oliver cut to the point.

"It's good for young people to be a bit rebellious, but unfortunately I was..." Lim paused, avoiding the topic about himself, "Can I see him next Christmas?"

"I don't know either." Oliver suddenly felt melancholy.