I have answered some questions that were asked in the previous chapter. Enjoy!
It's Not What You Think-Chapter 4-What's Happened?
12 hours ago--NCIS San Diego field office.
Special Agent Conrad Michaels walked down the stairs to the bullpen, a mixed look of annoyance, fear, and concern etched on his face. As he approached the area where his team worked he spotted a young blonde woman quickly typing up a report. He smiled as he saw the look of determination on her face; the report was being translated from Japanese. Despite the early hour (4:30 AM PDT), his team had been hard at work, trying to solve a triple homicide involving two Marine PFCs and a hooker; all three had been killed by an unknown assailant who had left a trail of bodies throughout the Ring of Fire, the latest case having taken place in Japan.
"Lili, you're wanted in D.C."
The woman looked up from her typing and stared at her boss and colleague. When she saw the mixed emotions on his face, she knew something had happened.
"What's up?" she asked; she knew the bosses didn't send you to the capitol for no reason.
"Your old friend Jethro Gibbs needs your help on something. The Director didn't say what." He handed her the file he had been holding and watched as she scanned the first page. The report had been written in Welsh, probably to keep prying eyes from knowing its contents. Another agent, Arturo Gomez, looked over her shoulder to see what she was reading.
"Is there a reason everything you're given is written in another language?" the tall Latino asked her.
"Yes; it's so people like you don't find out what only I'm supposed to know. Who sent this?" she asked Michaels.
"It was faxed over from HQ."
"That explains some things. I guess I'd better get going," she said as she got her things.
"There should be a red-eye ticket in the file," Michaels told the young agent as she took out her service weapon and placed it in her book bag.
"Yeah, there is. Here," she said as she handed Arturo another file, "I've finished translating it. Have fun."
He stared at her retreating form and then took a look at what she had handed him. The report (not the one she had been translating when Conrad had told her her D.C. assignment) was written in Portuguese.
"Gee, thanks!" he called after her.
"The English is on the next page!" she called back.
He went to the next page, and sure enough, the report had been translated into English.
NCIS HQ bullpen.
Lili quickly typed up her findings from the security videos. Tony walked up to her to see what she was up to; she had been furiously typing for the past half hour, and the sound had gotten him both annoyed and curious as to why she was typing as fast as she could. When he looked at her computer screen he saw words written in another language.
"It's Gaelic, or at least, it's phonetically Gaelic," she told him, not stopping once as she looked over her notes, which had been written in what looked like Chinese.
"How many languages do you know?" he asked her.
"Ten languages and about sixteen dialects," she answered, finishing a paragraph.
"Dinozzo! Let her work!" Gibbs yelled at the younger man as he came into the bullpen and walked over to where Lili was situated.
"Have you found anything?" he asked her.
"Sí und nyet," she answered him, smiling as Tony gave her a puzzled look.
The security tapes for the morgue were doctored, she signed.
How much?
About fifty percent, she told him.
"It's a start. Good work. Let me know if you've found anything else."
"You got it," she answered as she went back to her typing.
Does that explain some things? I hope so. If not, have no fear! More will come. Please keep your reviews coming!
