[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Hotch yelled and suddenly remembered that Oliver's ears were damaged and he couldn't handle too much volume. He immediately lowered his voice, kept looking around and waiting for the medical staff.

Oliver silently repaired his own damaged eardrum twice, and now Hotch has seen blood stains around his ear, he can do it to the extent that the doctor will state that the eardrum is damaged in the medical record report.

The voice from the ear was very vague, and Oliver could only infer what Hotch said by the shape of his mouth.He grabbed Hotch's bewildered hands and held them in place with his hands, caressing the sides of Oliver's cheeks.

"Hotch, listen to me, that doc, he's going to detonate a bullet in the hospital. Go check his phone, I guess that's the detonator, and the ambulance, it should have a bullet on it .”

"I know, I know, but you need a doctor now." Hotch gave Tom an eager and earnest look.

"I'll go check it out." Tom said helplessly. After following Oliver for so many years, he had never seen Oliver have such close physical contact with anyone. How could Tom not think of anything.

Although Oliver's IQ has been hit all the year round, his EQ has never been complained about.

After explaining everything, Oliver was sure that the wounds on his body were almost healed. The wounds were still able to fool the doctor, but within a few days he was alive and kicking, opened up the pain sensation with peace of mind, and successfully passed out from the pain.

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Oliver's injury is not serious, at least he can sit in Kate's ward now, watching him still have various needles for infusion, and he has been discharged from the hospital by the doctor.

After Kate and Lim had a phone call, Oliver was very helpless to learn that a woman had been added to the list of people who would call him Liv.

"Little Liv~" Kate called with a smile, "Did you look like a girl when you were young? How did you get such a name?"

Oliver said that he didn't want to talk. He now believes that Kate and Lim are sisters. Hearing his tone, it was almost the same.Look at their faces carved out of the same mold. Although they all have soft and beautiful features, their personalities are all heroic and courageous.

"Your father must have been a very handsome man."

Oliver raised his eyebrows, Colin is indeed very handsome, even though he is becoming more and more a house husband now, he can't hide the sharpness in his bones.

"Otherwise, Kate's genes will definitely make you look like a woman, not to mention your half-long hair. But now, you look like a Greek statue with strong brows."

"I'll pass on your compliments to my father, beautiful Kate." Oliver said in a drawn out voice, deliberately putting on an Oxford accent.

Kate covered her lips and laughed, a trace of blood finally appeared on her pale face, "Thank God, you didn't just learn your handsome dad's American accent."

"Kate, are you going to meet my mother?" Oliver's tone returned to normal.

"Maybe, the FBI won't dismiss me, and I will stay in the United States." Kate said, "It's a pity that Kate has no plans to go to the UK to meet her parents."

"What kind of people were my grandparents?" Oliver was really curious about what kind of people could raise a daughter like Lim.

Lim can ride horses and hunt. He is very good at both modern shotguns and traditional bows and arrows. He can make suits and play many musical instruments.

It is worth mentioning that, as an Englishman, Lim's cooking skills are not bad at all. According to Colin, Lim only entered the kitchen a few times when he taught him how to cook after he arrived in the United States, so Oliver is a natural Good cooking skills are completely beyond the expectations of the couple.

"My mother, your grandmother is the daughter of a merchant. In short, he has all the looks that an English lady should have. As for the father," Kate thought for a long time, "he has a rich family fortune. I heard from my mother that he was born when he was young. He likes to travel the world, and then he is willing to stay at home because of his disabled legs, and now he is a painter."

"Sounds good, romantic artist?"

"No, it's not like that." Kate smiled wryly and shook her head. "He's very serious. What I have to say is that he looks a lot like you, but he doesn't have a ten thousandth of your gentleness."

"When you say that, I really want to meet my grandfather sometime." Oliver's lips curled into a mischievous smile, like all deviant children, trying to challenge authority.

"Then I hope you won't be scared to cry by his cold face." Kate comforted her pretending to gloat.

"One more thing, Oliver, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"You talk about it first."

Kate looked at the closed door of the ward, and there were only him and Oliver in the single ward, "Oliver, are you a mutant?"

Oliver's expression did not change, but a huge wave was already stirred up in his heart, "Why do you think so?"

"My spinal nerve was repaired by you." Kate affirmed.

Oliver pursed his lips, and Kate continued, "When I was in university in the UK, I met a professor who was very knowledgeable about mutant genes."

Well, Oliver knew he couldn't hide it, "Yes, I'm a mutant."

Kate stretched her brows, "As long as you want, this will be a secret between the two of us."

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The follow-up incidents of Huocha/Gongdan were handled by Tom, not under the jurisdiction of BAU, so when Oliver was about to leave the hospital, Tom was still rushing upstairs to the intensive care unit.

He bumps into Tom in the hallway.

"Oliver, you look better, are you leaving the hospital now?" Tom loosened the tense facial muscles, showing the same typical American goofy smile as before.

"Yeah, what's wrong with me?" Oliver joked.

"Could it be that if I say that I can't bear to part with you, you will stay?"

"Hmm..." Oliver pretended to think about it seriously, and then calmly broke Tom's confidence, "No."

"Well, you are such a cold-blooded animal. But, are you serious? With your team leader." Tom couldn't help gossip, Oliver's character is not abstinent or frigid at all, but in During those years at the CIA, he hadn't seen any emotional changes.

But now, after only going to BAU for a few months, I have locked my target.

"Very serious." Oliver said seriously.

"Then I wish you good luck. I heard that BAU's rules are not easy to break." Tom began to worry about him.

"But do I look like someone who would give up?" Oliver asked back with a smile.

"No, no, of course you are not." Tom knew very well that if he saw Oliver's expression like this, he must appease him and do everything according to his wishes, otherwise the little devil would immediately pierce the angel's skin, It flew out with a flick of its tail.

It can be said that their boss, Miller, has been recruited several times, which is very tragic.

A CIA agent trotted to Tom's side and whispered a few words in his ear. Tom's expression was suddenly tired, and he pressed his forehead, "Oliver, I still have work, so I'm leaving first."

"To see the patient upstairs?"

"Yeah, we gotta keep prying things out of his mouth."

Oliver rolled his eyes, and stuffed a bunch of bouquets he was holding into Tom's arms, all of which were sent to his ward because of the civic awards and other messy things. "Take that patient, and wish him an early escape from the clutches of evil."

Tom gave him an annoyed look, but took all the flowers anyway.

"Let's go, goodbye!"

"Goodbye."

Then Tom, who was promoted, put the bouquet in his hand to the agent behind him. Speaking of which, Oliver's level dropped a lot after he was transferred to BAU. After all, if he moved directly to the CIA level, he would surpass his boss Hotch. That is to say, Tom's current position is much higher than Oliver's.

Realizing this, Tom sighed resignedly.

The agent behind him was a little flustered, the bouquet was staggering in his arms, and then something fell to the ground with a snap.

Tom bent down and picked up the notebook that fell on the floor. He opened it and saw that it was Oliver's handwriting, which was neat and regular enough to cure obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Above is all kinds of information about the organization, what the CIA wanted but couldn't get out of the mouths of those two traitors.

Although he is grateful for Oliver's help, Tom still wonders how he got into the ward guarded by countless secret agents.

Regarding this question, the newcomer who guarded the ward and stopped Oliver at the entrance of the hospital burst into tears. He should have listened to his boss and believed that Agent Oliver was the scariest person in the world.

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After solving all the problems, Oliver walked out of the hospital gate easily, and Hotch stood in front of an SUV and waited for him

"Sorry for the long wait." Oliver said with a smile, not affected by the explosion at all.

"Did you say goodbye to Kate?" Hotch asked.

Oliver was slightly taken aback, and then replied: "Well, he had a phone call with my mother. I didn't expect to meet an aunt I had never met during the mission."

"Going to the airport now?"

"Oliver, did you forget the doctor's order?" Hotch reminded, "You can't fly now, and you can't be stimulated by loud sounds."

Oliver really didn't remember the doctor's order. After all, he had repaired the very hidden wound of damaged eardrum, and it didn't matter if he put a bullet in his ear, and the plane was naturally not a problem.

But he couldn't say this out, "Then I'm the only one who drove back. Fortunately, New York is only a few hundred kilometers away from Washington."

"But to be honest, I'm about to have a psychological shadow on SUVs." Oliver said with a smile.

"So I'll take you back." Hotch had already opened the driver's door.

Oliver could only follow him, took the passenger seat, and asked doubtfully, "Don't you need to rush back to BAU to deal with the case report?"

"Morgan and Rossi will take care of it," Hotch said, starting the car, "fasten your seat belts."

Oliver obediently let the seat belt restrain him in the seat, with his back against the curved seat back.

"Hmm." The wound on his back was a bit painful. These wounds that were written in the medical records and required regular dressing changes were not repaired by Oliver. He didn't want more people to know about his mutant ability. It was an accident.

Hotch turned his head and glanced, "The injury on your back..."

Oliver smiled and shook his head, "Being blown out by a flamingo/bow sheet, such a minor injury is already a blessing in misfortune."

"Your life is very important. If there is danger, don't just rush up." Hotch stared at the road ahead, "You guessed that Huozhu/Gongdan."

"It's just some vague thoughts, but I didn't expect it to come true." Oliver's tone was self-deprecating.

"BAU should be a group that can deliver trust and life to each other."

"I knew this, so I rushed towards Huocha/Gongdan like a fool, but this is the best result. Hotch, I will always do something for your trust."

Oliver heard Hotch say thank you in a low voice. He rested his elbow on the car window in a happy mood, propped his chin on his palm and looked at the scenery on the side of the road, and tapped the seat rhythmically with five fingers of the other hand.