Chapter 445 Emily's Trouble
The "Boston Death" died under the gun of "Batman". To be precise, it was the serial killer Foye who died under Chris' gun. One shot exploded. The head is too dead to die.
Rosie speculated that Foye might be looking for trouble with the Hotchner family, and Jack decided to use the trick and simply stay put.
Yesterday during the day, the FBI held a press conference and announced a reward on local TV, creating the illusion that the BAU was still kept in the dark.
Sure enough, just last night, Foye took a flight to Los Angeles under a false name, sneaked into Hotchner's new house in Los Angeles, and then, as expected, bumped into the man who had been waiting here for a long time. Brothers Wolfe.
It's a pity that Chris is not a serious "Batman", but an "accounting assassin". Although Braxton's attacks are not as harsh as the "Punisher", they are not far behind.
A serial killer with only a little bit of skill faced off against two professional killing machines, and he pounced on the street without any suspense.
Just a few hours before Hotchner woke up from the coma, Hannah had just led people from the FBI office in Los Angeles to confirm Foye's identity, and the "Boston Killer" case was closed.
Hotchner lay in the best hospital in Boston for two weeks in a wheelchair. Accompanied by his wife Hallie, Hotchner returned to Los Angeles. Everyone at BAU held a grand welcome ceremony for him.
In the FBI's official report, it was Hannah who killed the murderer who tried to sneak into Hotchner's house, but Rossi's expression seemed a little meaningful when he signed the report.
While Hotchner was recuperating, Rosie temporarily took over his duties, and then passed on most of the paperwork to Jack on the grounds that older people were not suited to overwork.
Reed, who was originally good at dealing with these forms and reports, recently had a heated relationship with a certain starlet.
Hotchner was still recuperating from his injury, and since there were no recent cases, Rhett simply took a few days off and was dragged to Europe by Laila, who also had nothing to do because her agent was injured.
Fortunately, the beautiful and kind-hearted Jiejie helped Jack share some of the burden, otherwise someone might have been stuck at his desk before Christmas.
Fortunately, today is the last day. After finishing the last report, I can enjoy the Christmas vacation half a month early tomorrow.
Jack looked up from the high pile of documents and found that there was no one in the office. The lights outside the window were brightly lit, the night was already dark, and it was still raining lightly.
He stood up and stretched, and there was a crackling sound in the joints all over his body. Just as he was about to pack up and get off work, the elevator outside the office made a ding, as if someone was going upstairs.
He looked back, and sure enough, the elevator door had opened, and a dejected figure appeared at the elevator entrance, holding a cat in one hand and dragging a suitcase in the other.
"Emily? What's wrong with you?" Jack looked at Emily who was soaked all over in surprise, and quickly found a towel and handed it to her.
“Why are you still in the office?” Emily asked without answering and handed the little black cat she was holding to Jack.
"I just finished my work and am getting ready to go home." Jack took another towel and dried the little black cat's body which was also wet.
Seeing that Emily had dried her hair and was dazed there, he could only ask in a joking way, "What happened? Was the landlord kicked out?"
"Jack, I might be in trouble." Emily had no intention of replying, looking weak.
"Well, I can see that." Jack was not surprised and just teased the little black cat, waiting for her to speak.
"I" Emily opened her mouth, but swallowed the words as soon as they reached her lips.
Jack sighed, stood up and made a cup of hot tea, then took out a piece of cake from the refrigerator and placed it in front of her.
"Add some sugar to help sort out your thoughts." Emily ate the cake on the plate very quickly. It could be seen that she hardly ate much tonight.
“This is very dangerous, I don’t know if I should do it.”
“Are there dangers from ogres or terrorists entrenched on small islands in Southeast Asia? ?" Jack was curious.
"Well, I don't know, maybe it's about the same."
Jack was a little surprised by Emily's answer, but he thought it was reasonable. If he could force this strong woman, who is soft on the outside but strong on the inside, to run away with the cat overnight, then It's definitely a big trouble.
"I once hunted down an international terrorist for the CIA. His name is Ian Doyle, nicknamed 'Valhalla'."
Jack did not interrupt this time and listened quietly. As Emily recounts her past.
Before joining the FBI, Emily once joined a task force called "JTF-12" as a CIA agent. They specialized in psychological profiling of terrorists to help the United States. and its allies to destroy those terrorist organizations.
Ian Doyle, nicknamed "Valhalla", is the leader of a terrorist organization in Northern Ireland. Of course, Emily did not know his true identity until she approached Doyle as an arms dealer. identity.
Her mission goal at that time was to get close to Doyle, gain his trust, and then find out the true identity of "Valhalla".
"Close? You went undercover? Aren't you doing psychological profiling work?" Hearing this, Jack almost cursed. He never expected that Emily would have such an experience. .
"Due to the hidden nature of those terrorist organizations, we could only do this this way. We conducted a background check on Doyle, which included his love history."
Amy Li's expression was very strange. Although she tried her best to use tactful expressions, Jack still picked up on the clues.
"You slept with him? Holy shit! What were you thinking at that time?"
Emily scratched her hair frantically, feeling ashamed of being exposed. and Jestilius.
"Ah! I don't know, I was too young at the time, and all I could think about was making some achievements that would impress my family."
Jack wanted to crack her head open and see. Look at what's inside. It usually looks like a heroine in any drama, but when you cut it open, it turns out to be a silly and sweet one.
“So, he has escaped from prison now and is coming to hunt you down?”
He knew with his ass that the next eighty percent would be the unfolding of this shit.
"Yes! You guessed it right!" Emily broke the jar and looked like she was about to cry without tears.
"'Valhalla' was captured and they spent two years prying his mouth open. This terrorist organization was completely dismantled. I thought I would never hear this name again in my life."
"But?" Jack rolled his eyes.
“But a few days ago, my old boss, the captain of the ‘JTF-12’ task force, came to me and told me that Ian Doyle had escaped from prison.”
(End of this chapter)