"Hotch?" Bruce picked up the phone. He had mixed feelings when he saw the caller ID,
But he desperately wanted to hear Hotch's voice.
Things had changed too quickly,
He had been a little uneasy when he went to prison,
But he hadn't expected things to turn out this way.
At first, he was just like any other criminal,
But the day after Bruce went to prison, Dr. González, who claimed to be an excellent biologist working for the government, visited him,
And offered him a deal: González would keep him out of prison,
And he would help with the experiment.
Even if he followed the normal procedure, Bruce himself had a good chance of getting off the hook,
Not to mention that González's method was to get him to plead guilty and then get him out in a special way,
Of course, he refused the offer.
After that, González somehow became the prison doctor,
And Bruce was often taken to the infirmary for check-ups. Even if his body was cut to test his ability to heal quickly, or if he accidentally discovered that his blood still had a special effect in a short time after it left his body,
Bruce had only planned to endure for a while, and the trial would be over. In the meantime, he didn't want to complicate matters.
But,
Just a few hours ago, when González had taken Bruce's blood and told him mockingly that they had ten years to study it slowly,
His anger drowned him in an instant.
He broke free from his restraints.
Although Bruce calmed down quickly, he realized that whether or not González really had the power to influence the trial,
By not doing anything, he was leaving the decision to others. And what González had done to him was undoubtedly a good opportunity,
He had broken out of prison.
"Where are you?" Hotch's familiar voice came from the receiver.
Bruce sat at the desk, the light from the laptop on the desktop shining on his face,
Meggen's voice came from the headset in his other ear. "Sir,
Someone is tracking you through this call,
Do you want to intercept? "
Bruce raised his free hand and shook it. Meggen could see his intentions through the camera.
Without saying anything, Bruce felt a little wronged. He saved Haley and Jack, ensured that Foyet wouldn't be able to hurt anyone again, and even exposed his own abilities. Who was it for? He surrendered and endured what González had done to him in prison, all because he hoped that after this was over, he could return to Bau and return to his original life. Otherwise, with his ability, if he wanted to hide his identity, who would be able to find him?
"Are you still there, Bruce?" Hotch asked after a long silence.
"Say it again?" This time, Bruce quickly answered.
"What?"
"My name."
"… Bruce?" Hotch seemed confused.
"Yes, that's right. Don't call me 'Jones' in the future," Bruce quickly added. "Uh, all of you." He knew that his teammates must be there as well.
"Bruce, are you alright?" Reid's voice was suddenly heard.
Well, there were some things that Hotch didn't know about. It was his own choice not to tell Hotch. Bruce had unknowingly tossed his emotions to the back of his mind. With a gentle smile, he said, "I'm fine, don't worry."
"That's good. I have to say, your ability is very cool. I guess it's to change the temperature, but that doesn't fully explain what you've shown. Quick, tell me what it is. "Reid was a little excited.
"You know about it too? So you're in charge of hunting me? "
"Uh …"
Reid paused. Just as he was about to say something, Hotch's voice was heard. "Yes, where are you now?"
"Take a guess."
"Bruce, I know you've been treated unfairly, and what you've done is justified, but I hope you won't make this more complicated. I …" Hotch said.
"Let me see, a minute is almost up. Penelope's triangulation should be able to locate me soon, right?" Bruce interrupted Hotch with a smile. "Don't be surprised, I'm a member of the team after all."
"Okay, I'll stop talking. I'm at home, waiting for you guys." Bruce hung up the call.
"Signal lost." In the conference room, Garcia looked at the red display on the computer screen that indicated a failed location. He heaved a sigh of relief. "But he told us the location. Is that true?"
Putting down the phone, Bruce felt his stomach rumble. Because of what González had done to him in prison, he often used his super regeneration ability and often felt hungry. Although he could still eat his fill during meals, he had used this ability again during the prison break to prevent himself from falling into weakness after losing so much blood. In addition to other consumption, he had persisted until now and felt like he was about to faint from hunger.
Bruce rummaged through the fridge. Although the vegetables he put in the fridge a week ago were not spoiled, he didn't have the patience to cook on an empty stomach. He took out a large bag of frozen pasta. It was the kind that could be eaten after heating it in the microwave or a pot. Even the sauce was prepared beforehand.
When he heard the siren outside the window, Bruce had already finished a large bag of pasta. Still not full enough, he cooked a second bag in front of the pot. When the door to Bruce's apartment was pushed open, he walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of pasta. He was used to eating it with chopsticks.
"Good evening, have you eaten?" Bruce was surprised to see Hotch alone. Hotch didn't even have a weapon in his hand. He wasn't wearing a bulletproof vest either. He was just holding a box. "You came in alone? Facing an 'extremely dangerous fugitive' like me? "He used the description of him in the news. When he said this, there was a slight smile on his face.
"Are you going to hurt me?"
"Never." Bruce looked straight at Hotch.
Hotch looked away. "I want to stop them from rushing in with weapons. I want to talk to you first."
Bruce looked in the direction of the window. "Do you think they can subdue me? Or are you going to convince me to surrender? " His apartment was on the first floor. From the window, he could see that the outside was surrounded by police cars. The heavily armed SWAT officers had their guns pointed at him.
"Maybe these ordinary people can't do it, but you're not the only one with special abilities."
"If you're referring to the mutants, unfortunately, they won't do anything." Bruce was still holding the pasta in his hand. He walked to the dining table and sat down. "Do you want some?"
The first thing Bruce did after he got out of prison was to call the 'doctor' and explain what happened. He also asked Meggen to send the evidence recorded by the camera in her eyes to the doctor. The doctor had already started to contact the relevant departments. He also notified Professor X, who had already boarded the plane and was rushing to Washington.
Because of what happened in the past, the mutants were very sensitive to the protection of their rights and interests. After the doctor saw it, he even angrily promised that he would get justice for him. Professor X, who was originally here to capture Bruce, knew what his stance would be after learning of this matter.
Hotch didn't look at the pasta. He pulled out a chair and sat opposite Bruce. "I won't let you be treated unfairly again."
"But you still think that you should arrest me. Fine, after all, I'm a fugitive." Bruce picked up the pasta and ate it in big bites. He wasn't angry because he knew what kind of person Hotch was. He puffed up his cheeks and said, "But even if I surrender, will you be able to rest easy after seeing my ability?" Handcuffs were useless to him. How could he know that even if he went out with Hotch, those people wouldn't do anything? How could they know that he wouldn't do anything?
Hotch didn't say anything. He opened the box he had been holding in his hand.
Bruce looked at it. It was a ring-shaped object about twenty centimeters in diameter. There was a light on it. He lowered his eyes and slowly swallowed the food in his mouth. "Do you know what this is?" The light from the chandelier above shone on his face. His long eyelashes covered his lowered eyes in the shadow. His expression couldn't be seen for a moment.
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