Chapter 152 Choice 5
Chapter 152 Choice 5
"That's Doyle, where did you get this video? Why is he sending this video to you? You have left BAU."
Prentiss sat at Oliver's front desk when he was working at BAU, and the two had a very good relationship, but compared with ** and Garcia, they still couldn't talk about everything. Oliver's identity is very special, but for a person who wants revenge, the relationship between him and Prentiss as a colleague and good friend is not the most special one.
"In the elevator of the Langley headquarters building." Oliver scratched the glass unconsciously with his fingers, "In addition to the video of Prentiss, there is another former colleague in the CIA, the kidnapping video of Arnold Blunkett—that's what you know The one. The video starts and ends with Moriaty's provocation. I wonder if he's behind it?"
"Did you have any personal connection with him while you were in London, apart from your connection to the case?"
"No." Oliver replied quickly. "We may have had some minor issues before that, but I think the incident I solved was enough to smooth over those minor issues. That's why I don't understand his intentions."
Oliver had never been cocky enough to think he could reach Sherlock's level in Moriaty's heart.
"And Moriaty is dead," Oliver said. "I think this video was pre-recorded. He was planning for it, including Siberia. Did he intercept Doyle from Siberia just to complete this plan?"
"Challenging multinational forces is very exciting for him, and he is showing you his control."
"But he also kidnapped Arnold at the same time. In the eyes of most outsiders, my relationship with him is very rigid. As for Prentiss, this is completely two extremes. He said to make a choice, let me befriend me in the eyes of others A choice between a man and a villain? Is he trying to do a test?"
"What about the chosen one in the selection?"
"I don't know, at the end of the video, Arnold had a knife on his neck, and Doyle pointed a gun at Prentiss. But Moriaty jumped out again, and I didn't see what happened next." Recalling Oliver's speech speed Speed up involuntarily.
"Calm down, Oliver. You're going to be in trouble," Hotch advised.
"I know." Oliver rested his forehead on his palm.If Oliver had had a knife in his own neck and a shovel to his temple, he would still have had a laugh with the enemy because he was pretty sure he was in control.But for his two friends?There was nothing he could do but wait and see.
Just like Tom once discovered, Oliver will become an autocratic leader, he will try his best to control the situation, he has done a good job of controlling himself, but the loss of control of others will make him restless and suspicious, subconsciously go Change those people.But with his two friends, he couldn't do that.
"I just don't understand, why the hell is that? What made Moriaty do something so pointless."
"Why them?" Hotch asked suddenly. "The question is not why Moriaty did what he did, but how he was selected in the process."
"what?"
"Why did Moriaty choose the two of them. If this is a test, he wants you to choose between saving the one you love or the one you hate. But your feelings for them are far from enough The highest level. Choose someone you hate. For Moriaty, since he can help Doyle escape from prison, he can also help a serial killer who was caught by you escape from prison. On the other hand, it may be as difficult as kidnapping Lily or Lim or Colin Too high, but if it were me..."
"Stop it, Aaron, don't think about it, it didn't happen."
"It's just a possibility."
"But it didn't happen, Aaron. Describing that possibility just makes me feel like a liability to you. I don't want to hear you say that."
"If that actually happens."
"I'm going to go crazy, I don't know what I'm going to do at that time, maybe I can't help but blow up Moriaty's grave."
"I didn't want that to happen," Hotch said, "and neither did Moriaty, so he didn't choose me...I'm sorry."
Oliver's breathing stopped for a second, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, "Nothing, it's... fine, I know what you mean."
"Oliver," Miller called out to him, "the video has been sent, check it out."
Oliver looked away from the light on the curtains and walked behind Miller's desk.
"I'm sending Garcia a copy of the video file," Oliver said into the phone.
"Okay, I'll let Garcia know. One more question, what was your answer after Moriaty asked the question"
"I didn't say anything."
For Oliver, this is not a multiple-choice question, but a solution question.
"Even if it wasn't Arnold sitting there, but a serial killer I had arrested, and I hated him to the core, I couldn't choose him to die, could I? Although I didn't go to the FBI academy, I should I read none of the rules, regulations, and instructions. Article 4 of Chapter 17, huh." Oliver smiled wryly.
Hotch didn't know why, but he breathed a sigh of relief: the unsub in the video raised his weapon, but didn't make a move yet, right? "
"Yes."
"Can you also send Garcia a copy of the surveillance video in the elevator at that time? If he asks you a question, then he needs to get the answer through some means of information exchange."
Oliver turned to ask Miller, Miller nodded and let Tom operate the computer.
But he still couldn't help asking, "Are you going to... profile me."
"If necessary, yes. BAU colleagues can't profile each other, but in this special situation, we are also profiling Prentiss at the same time, but if Moriaty is involved in this incident, our profile will be overturned. .”
"I understand, it's just that the feeling of being profiled by others is a bit strange."
"I'll watch the video and deal with the issues of the relevant personnel. Oliver, are you... planning to come to Quantico? It's more convenient to solve the problem together." Hotch added.
"He can't leave now, Miller interrupted, and Oliver turned on the speakerphone before he could turn it off when he was explaining the situation with Garcia, a BAU technician.
"Well, Aaron, that was Miller just now," Oliver gave Miller a helpless look.
"Detective Hotchner, if you think close communication can better solve the case, you can choose to come to Langley. Langley and Quantico are both in Virginia, not too far away. If there is any emergency, you need to go out and arrest , we can also prepare a special plane."
Oliver's eyes changed from helplessness to grief, and he quickly turned off the speakerphone and walked to the corner. The place in the whole room was farthest from Miller, with his back to Miller. "Miller, he's kind of... well, he's always been like that today."
Oliver felt that Miller's attitude towards Hotch was a little subtle, but he didn't understand Miller's idea of seeing Aaron Hotchner as a vixen who abducted his own good baby.God knows Oliver didn't go to BAU to flirt at all.
Everything is predestined by the laws of the world.
Oliver heard that there was no response from the other side, and asked a little uneasy, "Are you angry?"
"No." Hotch's soft voice came quickly, "I'm just thinking about Miller's proposal, maybe I can come over, BAU is under the supervision of Morgan and Rossi, there will be no problem. And Arnold is indeed a point worth analyzing. "
"You don't have to do this," Oliver almost agreed, but his reason overwhelmed his strong emotions. "You know what? I actually came to Langley in handcuffs on a special plane."
"what happened?"
"Arnold's disappearance, they think I am also a suspect, but now with this video, it can probably be cleared, but they restrict my actions in this building. If there is any problem, turn on the video call, so that I can still see the whole scene. The members of the team, uh, except Prentiss."
"If Moriaty is targeting you, Prentiss is safe for now, but we still have to hurry. If he asks again, you know what to do."
"no problem."
"I'm going to gather the team for a profile, and Garcia will get in touch with you."
After Oliver hung up the phone, he stood in the corner and stared at the lit screen in a daze. The strong emotions that were stimulated by those scenes in the elevator gradually calmed down during the conversation, but now they began to surge up again.The screen was turned off, and the black glass reflected his face, with a clear outline, but the shadow was illuminated even blacker.
"Oliver, don't be dazed." Tom walked behind him and patted him on the shoulder.
Oliver blinked, and then he had to continue watching those videos, and he couldn't hide what should come.
"Are you going to watch the video of the female FBI agent first?" Miller seemed to ask unintentionally, and the technician cut the entire long video into several small segments.
"No, look at Arnold's first." Oliver moved a chair, sat behind Miller, and helped Tom move one as well.
This changed Tom to a surprised expression, "You actually offered to help?"
"Didn't I have one before?" Oliver didn't look up at him, missing Tom's odd expression.
"Should I say thank you now and take back my previous sentence?"
Instead, Miller looked up at the stiff Tom, and actually said to Oliver, "Do you call asking Tom to finish all the reports for you to help? I can't tell the difference between your handwriting."
"But you accepted every report," Oliver said
Miller suddenly thought of something, and added, "There should be no one at BAU to write the report for you."
Oliver licked his lips. It is true that no one helped him write the report. Hotch will help the team members complete some non-essential administrative case documents, and when he is too busy, Oliver will also take over and help write some, but he is happy In it, the little doctor was never oppressed like Morgan.
"So what? What do you want to say?"
"Come back to the CIA, Tom will write the report for you."
"Hey, you can't do this." Tom shouted dissatisfied.
Oliver didn't raise his head, and stared at the screen intently, his eyeballs rolled around, but the square light projected on the eyeballs by the screen remained stagnant in the same place, "Don't think too much, the Avengers don't need to write any reports. Do pre-war The plan is also recorded with the help of artificial intelligence."
He clicked on the first video, and the slightly relaxed atmosphere disappeared in an instant.The captain's cabin with glass embedded appeared on the screen. The sunlight outside the window was too bright, which seemed a bit harsh in Miller's dimly lit room.
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