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"Probably. No?" Jack wasn't too sure. He had no ambition. If he were put into Rossi's current perspective, after getting rid of his inner demons, he really couldn't think of a reason to stay.

But his heart told him that this was unlikely. Rossi had gone to great lengths to form this action team just for an unsolved case that was almost impossible to solve?

If the father and son hadn't been guilty of secretly sending those gifts for twenty years and were accidentally discovered, this case would have been destined to remain an unsolved mystery.

"But he hasn't finished writing his book yet." Rhett looked confused. He was not as complicated as everyone thought. He seemed to be simply worried about having his cake and eat it too.

"I won't leave for a while." Rossi woke up at some point and looked at these worried young people with some amusement.

"I'm not leaving this group until at least I've tasted some of Jack's weird delicacies."

"Then it may be difficult for you to leave the FBI in your life." Jack replied confidently.

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Although the case was over, Rossi still invited everyone to stay in this luxurious five-star hotel for one more day. The next day, refreshed and refreshed, he drove out to visit the three Connie brothers and sisters without letting anyone else go with him.

Emily took Jiejie out for shopping, while the two men stayed in the hotel and didn't want to move.

After the two ladies went out, Jack went out to the bookstore on the corner and bought a copy of "Of Mice and Men" and returned to his room to read.

He really didn't like tragedies, including novels, but it had to be said that the writing skills of dramatic situations in this book were very good. After a while, he was immersed in it, and even Jie Jie sneaked into his room without noticing it on purpose.

"Still thinking about the father and son?" Jiejie glanced at the title of the book and placed a bottle of good champagne and two goblets on the coffee table next to him.

"Although the case was solved, this is the first time that I didn't feel any sense of accomplishment after solving the case."

Jack also put the book on the coffee table aside, stretched out his arms to hug her into his arms, and then buried his body in her neck, breathing in the fragrance of her hair.

"The stone in Rosie's heart is relieved. As for you, I don't like to see you looking so gloomy, even though you look handsome."

Jiejie pushed his head away and squeezed her body completely into his arms. She liked this position very much.

"I'm not as fragile as you think. I just hate the feeling at that time. I always hope that I can stand on the side of complete justice."

"For Connie's family, we are just." Jiejie had already noticed something was wrong with him, and was here to comfort him.

"I know, I just feel uncomfortable." Jack didn't know what he was struggling with, he always felt uncomfortable.

Since getting the system, he has become much more confident than he was in his previous life, especially the healing technique that was like a trick, which allowed him to save many doomed tragedies.

However, this time, reality seemed to be deliberately mocking him, telling him with a sneer that he was too arrogant and many things were already doomed.

Jack knew that this was actually a good thing, and it reminded him in time before he fell into self-aggrandizement without realizing it.

Otherwise, he may really embark on the path of American heroism and play a drama where with great power comes great responsibility.

Although he may not really save the world, it is still very possible to take all the responsibilities of those around him on himself, and such a person is almost destined to suffer for a lifetime.

"I didn't expect you to be a perfectionist." Jiejie kissed him on the cheek in a funny way, as if coaxing a child.

Jack searched her white neck for a long time with his mouth raised, and finally put his earlobe in his mouth and said vaguely, "Children are perfectionists, and I never want to grow up."

"Jack. I want to take a shower first."

"As commanded."

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Rossi returned the property to Connie's family. In his words, whether they sold it or moved in, he hoped that this small amount of help could help the three siblings rebuild their lives. Start living.

He also planned to return the bracelet to them, which belonged to the children's mother and was given to him by their grandmother.

Connie accepted the bracelet, then gave it away again and put it into Rosie's hand.

In any case, for Rossi, the inner demon that had troubled him for many years was finally put to an end by his own hands.

Back in Los Angeles, Hotchner's problem seems to have been resolved. The couple is receiving psychotherapy together. Although it may last for several sessions, everyone's hearts are finally relieved when they see the stiff smile that occasionally appears on that poker face. down.

Just when Jack thought everything had finally returned to peace and quiet, an unexpected Shura field caught him off guard and came suddenly.

"We need help from the BAU team." As she was about to get off work today, Hannah suddenly appeared on the 16th floor with a straight face, and found Jiejie with a reluctant expression.

The atmosphere called gossip suddenly spread throughout the office. Even Rosie, who had been shutting himself in the office to write a book, rarely appeared in the corridor.

"What happened?" Seeing that Jack was fidgeting but trying to act as if nothing had happened, Red, who was rare and spiritual, did not ask directly, but turned to look at Emily.

Emily ignored him at all, opened the bag of potato chips, craned her neck to look at the closed door of Jiejie's office, and looked back at a certain scumbag from time to time.

Finally, the office door opened again, and Hannah walked out, followed by Jiejie.

"After explaining the situation to the team members, we will set off immediately." Jiejie sent Hannah into the elevator with a very friendly attitude, turned around and glared at Emily, who looked like she was eating a melon.

"Gather in the conference room, I think we have some work to do." After speaking, Rossi knocked on the door of Hotchner's office with a strange smile on his face.

A few minutes later, everyone walked out of the conference room quickly. The case was urgent. Two girls had been missing for more than 18 hours. Three hours ago, the body of one of the girls was found. The situation was horrific.

The LAPD urgently contacted the FBI. The Bureau wanted the BAU to take the lead in handling the case, and they needed to go to the scene immediately.

The body was found in a dry drainage ditch in the southern suburbs. When everyone arrived, the LAPD had already cordoned off the scene and several news trucks were surrounding it.

This place does not fall under the jurisdiction of the Wilshire Precinct. Jack did not see those familiar friends, nor did he see the Channel 8 logo in the news interview vehicle, which made him secretly relieved.

"Have you identified the deceased?" Hotchner briefly greeted the police sergeant in charge at the scene and then went straight to the point.

It rained heavily all day and I couldn't go anywhere. I found a few sets of shoulder blade stretching exercises at station B and practiced them, which made me feel a little better.