The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 257

"Huh?" Both Jiejie and Jack were at a loss.

"The bureau's regulations do not allow dating between employees, I'm screwed." Garcia's face was full of tension.

Jiejie looked at each other with some guilt, and said with relief, "As far as I know, Rossi himself was the reason why the bureau made these regulations, so he won't say anything, just relax."

This Jack has also heard about it. It is said that to this day, there are still several female executives in the FBI who have extremely bad relationships with each other because of Rossi.

"Wait, what is Rosie doing at your house?" Jack finally noticed the point.

"I don't want to talk about it." Garcia became a little frustrated.

"I was naked, dripping, just wearing a bathrobe and, oh my god, it was a nightmare."

Suddenly a flash of inspiration came to Jack's mind, "Let me guess, Rossi asked you to help him investigate a case in private?"

Garcia covered his mouth in surprise, "I didn't say anything, Jiejie, you testify, Rossi said that he hoped that only the two of us would know about it."

"Let me guess, Rosie wasn't absent early this morning."

Before Jack finished speaking, Emily knocked on the door suddenly, "Why are you all here, hey, guys, something is wrong."

Several people followed Emily to Rossi's office, the door was open, the desk was in a mess, and many documents fell on the floor.

"What's the matter?" Reid and Hotchina also came over, and they all showed surprise expressions when they saw the situation in the office.

In everyone's impression, Rossi is polite, cautious, extremely picky about details, and meticulous. It is not like he would do this scene.

"Who can tell me what happened?" Hotchner didn't know why he looked a little irritable and his hair was messed up. This scene also surprised everyone. This old-fashioned guy has always been meticulous about his appearance.

"I think Garcia may know. She said that Rossi went to her house last night." As soon as Jiejie finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to Garcia who was a little at a loss.

"Garcia?" Hotchner's voice was a little raised, and Garcia was terrified immediately, and he spoke out like beans in a bamboo tube.

"He went to Indianapolis to investigate a double murder 20 years ago, looking very agitated, talking about what the murderer should pay for."

"We should help him." Emily said urgently.

"But he didn't ask anyone for help." Reid was a little hesitant. In European and American culture, sometimes being too enthusiastic will cause resentment from others.

"This is his silent cry for help. He has collapsed. Did you hear his desperate cry?" Emily wished she could tap Rhett's head hard.

Jiejie raised her beautiful eyebrows, "The plane is always on standby."

"Then let's go." Hotchina was about to turn around when Jack stopped him.

"It's us, not you."

Hotchner stared at Jack angrily, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course you're still wearing yesterday's shirt, uncut hair and unshaved beard, that's not explained by a rowdy baby, we already have a boss who might be having an emotional meltdown, two? Come on!"

Hotchner stood still, and everyone looked at the two worriedly. Jiejie took a step forward and stood behind Jack.

"I think Jack is right. Maybe you, like Rossi, think that we don't need our help, but obviously you are already standing on the edge of a cliff."

"Oh come on, we thought we were going to be a family, but we're just rejected teenagers, and our parents are leaving us."

Emily's words made everyone amused. This was a private joke. If the team was compared to a family, the stern-faced Hotchner played the role of a strict father.

And Rossi, who pays attention to everyone's emotions at any time and comforts them, is naturally a loving "mother".

"Well, it wasn't me, it was my wife Harley, she had a breakdown, we had a big fight last night and she tried to leave me with Jack." Hochner's newborn son is also named Jack.

"My God, what happened between you?" Emily covered her mouth in surprise.

Hotchner and his wife Halle are recognized as model couples. They are both professionals. You can know the true relationship between a couple after a few contacts.

"I don't know. It was fine before. Rosie helped me take on a lot of work, so that I could go home from [-] to [-] every day to take care of the children. Even if she was on a business trip before, she didn't complain about anything, but all of a sudden."

Hotchner was a little annoyed.

"Haven't you considered the possibility of postpartum depression?" Rhett asked.

Hotchner's expression froze, with some uncertain hesitation, "But we did the 'EPDS' (Edinburgh Postpartum Depression Scale) six weeks after giving birth, and there was no major problem except for slight anxiety."

"A small number of pregnant women will have a tendency to depression 3 months after delivery, usually due to reasons such as cessation of breastfeeding or endocrine. It is recommended that you do a 'BDI' (Beck Depression Inventory) for her, or go to the hospital to test the hormone level .”

With plausible words, Rhett entered the omnipotent encyclopedia mode.

Hotchner's specialty lies in interrogation and negotiation. Obviously, this has touched his blind spot of knowledge. He looked at the crowd blankly, and saw that everyone was nodding, and he was a little dazed.

"Typical healers don't heal themselves. Both of you, husband and wife, should see a psychiatrist together." Jack said and handed Maureen's business card.

"This is my professor of psychology, the best psychiatrist in Los Angeles, you'd better go home now and leave it to us from Rossi."

Seeing that Hotchina was still hesitating, Jack stuffed the business card directly into his hand.

"Why are you still hesitating, what a gentle and beautiful wife Harley is, do you really want her to leave you?"

Rossi helped Hotchner take on a lot of administrative work, but he threw it all to himself as soon as he turned his head. Jack has done so much paperwork. Then I didn't pay for nothing.

"Let's go!" Abandoning Hotchina with a complicated expression, Jack waved his hand, humming the tune of "Freaks" in his mouth, and led everyone out of the office.

"What is he singing?" Rhett was a little puzzled, he never paid attention to any Internet pop culture.

"Mom isn't home tonight, isn't it? Haven't you heard?" Emily's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Never, that tune sounds weird." Rhett shrugged.

Emily's expression froze for a moment, then she waved her hand dejectedly, "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

　Recently, I have been drinking too much and feeling unwell. I slept for more than 20 hours yesterday and today, and my mind is still groggy. So the author decided to quit smoking from today.

　　
　
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