[Zhongyingmei] That snake

However, he encountered obstacles when opening a folder with a password set. He tried and explored all possible combinations of numbers, but ultimately failed.

"Aaron, when is your birthday?"

Oliver typed in the time given by Hotch and opened the folder.

But when he saw that the folder was full of various photos of Hotch, and Hotch himself seemed a little shocked, Oliver closed the page silently.He didn't expect that he still has the attributes of an idiot. What kind of magical place is the United States?

Oliver clicked here and there on the computer, flipping through several work reports when he worked in the FBI and CIA.I also accidentally found a hidden deep folder, no password is set, but the file name is marked in Chinese.

"What do these words mean?" Hotch watched as Oliver kept the cursor on that folder for a long time, but never clicked.

"The dead are like a husband. A sentence from the Analects of Confucius means that time flows like a river and never turns back."

"Then why is that used to name this folder? Do you remember what's in there?"

"No," Oliver shook his head lightly, "but I remember, if I marked something with this sentence, it must mean, don't open it."

Oliver moved the mouse away and said relaxedly: "Probably not something important, don't look at it."

"I am sure that I have always been in control of this body, but the problem now is that I still don't know how to get back the previous memories, and I want to get them back"

In addition to Oliver's cursive notes, Hotch also brought him some notebooks from Oliver's college days. Oliver looked at these troublesome English terms of biology and chemistry, so he could only bite the bullet and poke the translator. After reading it, I fell asleep on the sofa before seeing half of it.

After Hotch took Oliver back to his room, he ran into Lily.

"Hi, Hotch."

"Good morning."

Lily looked towards the closed door, "Is there any progress?"

"He didn't continue to deny that he wasn't himself anymore."

"A lot of progress. But...Hotch, I've been thinking about one thing, although it's a bit unreasonable, but will you listen to me?"

"Of course." Hotch replied patiently.

"I thought about it for a long time, why Oliver would selectively forget me and my parents. You see, the brain imaging results checked by Tony showed that the energy of the Mind Stone was still entrenched in his brain and fighting his will, and the battle always Ends with the death of one party.

But if there is no birth here, how can there be death?If Oliver erased the existence of Colin and Lim from his self-knowledge, then he would not exist, and neither would I.I still remember you, but I don't remember the relationship between myself and you, because Oliver Williams never existed in his settings, so the soul gem will not be able to kill him.Then the only thing left is that he killed the soul gem—I don’t know if this word is used correctly——maybe the soul gem is just energy that cannot be destroyed, this is the result. "

"But he has just confirmed that he is Oliver Williams. Will this be dangerous for him?"

"Probably not." Lily bit her lip, her lips were red as if they were about to bleed, she was a little nervous, and her hands were sweating, "If that memory doesn't come back, then in his self-judgment, he Still not Oliver Williams. I guess that key might be birth and death in some way, so I want you to do me a favor."

"As long as I can do it, I will definitely agree."

"Tell him to go back to BAU and continue to work as a special consultant." Lily saw Hotch frowned, "I know this may be disrespectful to death, but I can't figure out where the key is hidden. item to try."

"You made me think about it. His current position in the Avengers will make it difficult to request a report."

Lily's eyes lit up when she heard Hotch's answer.

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"There have been three serial dismemberment cases in Colorado. The plane is already waiting at the airport. Please go there as soon as possible." ** informed the BAU team members.

"Don't you need to go to the conference room first? Where's Hotch?" Reid asked.

"He's already waiting on the plane," Morgan said with a dozen documents in his hand. "I'll bring the documents. By the way, there is a special advisor this time."

"Is there anything special about this corpse dismemberment case?" Prentiss was a little puzzled. The FBI did hire a lot of special consultants, but BAU rarely encountered them.

"You'll know when you meet someone." Morgan opened his mouth, swallowing the original words, and let the team members be surprised by themselves.

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Prentiss was the first to walk into the cabin, and immediately saw Hotch sitting in the previous seat, and the back of the man opposite Hotch. She felt that the beautiful golden curly hair was very similar to Oliver.But after thinking about it, Hotch said that Oliver's memory still hasn't recovered, so he shouldn't be here.

Hotch raised his head when he heard the sound, saw Prentiss, and that figure turned around with Hotch's movement, "Long time no see, Prentiss."

Although the accent sounded odd, Prentiss was sure that familiar face belonged to Oliver.

"Williams, I thought you..."

"I don't really remember a lot of things about myself, but at least I remember you guys. So I promise, I'll be quiet along the way, lest you throw me off the plane."

"If there is no special design for the cabin of an airplane, it will suck people out of the cabin due to the pressure difference between the inside and the outside if it is opened suddenly during high-altitude flight, so no one will..." Reid looked at the gloomy eyes around him, "No one would open the cabin, just In order to throw people down, they will throw themselves down too."

Reid looked at Oliver, who had kind eyes, and waved hello.

In fact, Oliver was just thinking about the professional terms that popped up under Reid's speaking speed, and greeted his old colleagues one by one by the way.

"Okay guys, the plane has already taken off. After you get the information, read it as soon as possible." ** clapped his hands and let everyone get into work as soon as possible.

"The cases all took place in Colorado. Two of the victims died of excessive blood loss, and one was suffocated. She choked to death with her own blood."** said, "After Unsub dismembered the victim, he took The bodies were dumped in three different cornfields, and after a forensic examination, it was found that the victim's hands, feet and head had been chopped off, and that Unsub's crime tool was a No. 3 chainsaw."

"The first victim was killed three months ago, the second victim was killed at the beginning of this month, and the third victim was killed ten days later. Unsub's crime time is rapidly shortening." Rossi analysis Asked, "Why did he chop off the hands, feet and head of the victim? Is there any religious overtones or thoughts of punishment?"

"I don't think so," Reid said. "The coroner's report shows that there are no rope marks on the reassembled bodies. The blood loss means that they were still conscious when they were dismembered. There was no drug injection. Then Unsub must have Find a way to control them. It is possible that he used the rope to control the hands and feet of the victim, but it also left marks, so in order to avoid exposure, he cut off the hands and feet for other treatment."

"What about the head?" Morgan asked.

"The third victim was choked to death by his own blood." Reid thought for a while, "This is already the third victim, Unsub should know where to start the knife, so as not to mistakenly start at the beginning." Killing the victim, after all, most of the Unsubs who dismember the living people have crazy control desires and sadism**. So the reason why the third victim was choked to death was controlled by Unsub. I guess he may Hanging the victim upside down, with the blood flowing back to the head, could keep the victim awake for a long time, but it also required Unsub to decapitate the body to avoid possible damage to the brain if the body was found."

Oliver followed Reid's words to the documents, and found the photos of the corpse, including the individual photos from the scene and the forensic room.

He automatically ignored the long and complicated words on the report. After staring at the photo for a few seconds, he couldn't help but rubbed his eyebrows, trying to wake himself up.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Hotch asked softly.

"Maybe there are some small problems." Oliver put one hand on his lips, and gently closed the file with the other hand, so as not to disturb the team members who were analyzing the case, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Morgan looked at Oliver's back and paused the discussion, "His current state...forget it, is there anything we can do to help."

Hotch shook his head, eyes deep, "We can't help him. Go ahead, I'll go and have a look."

The water flowed down from the faucet, splashing a burst of white foam in the sink. Oliver took a handful of water and slapped it vigorously on his face, and then smoothed his long hair back with wet fingers.

Oliver looked up in the mirror, blinking, as Hotch stood by and handed him a piece of paper.

"Thank you." He took it, covered the face with the paper, closed his eyes, and sucked off the water stains.

Hotch looked at the balls of paper piled up in the trash can, "Have you vomited?"

Oliver threw the wet paper in his hand into the trash can to cover the original marks, "Well, it's a physical discomfort. I've forgotten too many things, and I haven't gotten used to it yet."

Hotch tried to meet Oliver's eyes in the mirror, but Oliver dodged his eyes, and finally locked his eyes on the water in the pool that was slowly swirling into the spout.

"Any other questions?"

"I... seem to have some hallucinations. Just now, when I looked up in the mirror, some images appeared in my mind. Listen, I saw a flash of white light, a huge giant with a metal frame In the mirror, a person with long hair in red is surrounded by white light, and there is a wizard in black robe beside him, have I seen such a scene before?"

Hotch categorically denies it.

"Are there wizards in this world?"

"As far as I know, no."

"Harry Potter?"

"That's a book."

"Twilight or Vampire Lester?"

"Movies and novels."

"Okay." Oliver breathed a sigh of relief. My world probably doesn't incorporate any magical settings.

"Are you sure what you saw was a wizard in a black robe?"

"Not sure, it's a dark figure with a pointed hat or mask, I can't see the face clearly, but I'm sure it's a person."

Oliver tapped his head, and the image disappeared.

"Maybe you should go back," Hotch said.

"No, come on, it's half the flight, are you going to throw me off the plane? I think I can adapt."

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Oliver tried his best not to vomit over the pictures of dead bodies, but after the real case started, he spent a day at the police station and decided to go back to his hotel room.

Seeing Oliver's always strong psychological quality, he quickly accepted the observation of the corpse well, but the real problem was the language.When he was in the police station all day long listening to the police speaking slang in a dialect, he was confused for more than half of the time.

In the end, he applied with Hotch, went back to the hotel to read the case report quietly, and checked the dictionary by the way. If there is any need for his help in the case, he can cooperate remotely.Although, Oliver understood that his current knowledge reserve could not be of much help, but he could not remain indifferent to the scene where the mother of the third female victim who was only 19 years old cried bitterly in the police station.

Now he doesn't know much about the profiling method used by BAU, and he can't extract the required information from the text of the case materials. In comparison, he is more willing to spend time studying the condition of the corpse.

The first two victims were both male and local, and the first, Mr Lichev, was a CD shop owner.

The second, Mr Yingluckent, runs a family farm with his wife, both in their 30s and without children.

The third one, a student named Laura, was on a solo school trip, taking public transportation all the way, or looking for a ride on the way.

Although Oliver thinks that the behavior of hitchhiking is very dangerous due to the security situation of American interstate highways, but there are indeed many young people who have been doing this. It’s not that they haven’t seen the murder reported on TV, but they are innocent and cheerful. Because of a little darkness, he would regard the whole white paper written in black as black, and he didn't know whether he felt relieved or regretful about it.

Leaving aside the undiscovered hands, feet and head, the body of the first victim was in an extremely chaotic condition.The first sentence of the corpse is most likely Unsub's first crime.

There are quite a few serial killers who will use something else to practice before starting their first work, in order to achieve the most accurate results.But for this Unsub, it seemed that he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and was guided by the devil to start killing.

But, right there in the second body.The body parts were divided into pieces, but Unsub's progress can be seen in the neat skeleton section, but this time Unsub specially cut off the male reproductive organs.The absence of such traits in the first and third bodies made it impossible to determine Unsub's exact gender and whether he or she knew the man.

For the third body, Unsub may have been carefully planned at the beginning, but the victim was choked to death with his own blood, which angered Unsub, compared to the elaborate production of the first half, this time the second half is just sloppy .

All three bodies were dumped in separate cornfields, but this is not enough to provide special information.Because almost all the land that grows grain in this region is planted with corn, and although agriculture in the Great Plains of the United States is highly mechanized, it has not reached the point where cameras are installed on every farmland.

What is certain is that several cornfields are just the scene of the corpse dumping, not the scene of the crime. Unsub has one, a larger but understated car.

If he had to say something special besides this, Oliver would choose a special scar on the third corpse besides the dismemberment wound.

The scar was on the victim's thigh. The forensic autopsy found that the thread of the victim's clothes remained in the wound. Judging from the shape of the wound, it should be a blunt object pierced into the flesh through the trousers. It was about five centimeters deep and one centimeter wide. , Just outside the blunt trauma, a group of bruises about half the size of an adult man's palm appeared in one direction.

Oliver looked thoughtfully at the photos of the wounds taken in the forensic room.The downstairs floor of the hotel is being renovated, and the constant sound of axes and ding-ding-dong-dong-thumping, mixed with the sound of car engines and sirens on the street outside the window, is disturbing, but it also provides additional inspiration.

An idea hit Oliver, but he couldn't be sure and called Hotch instead.

"What's wrong?" Hotch quickly connected.

"Are you at the police station? Can you help me go to the forensic room to check on the third victim?"

"Sorry, I'm on my way to the second victim's home. The first victim has lived alone for more than a decade and has no family here. The third victim's parents flew in from Ohio , We talked at the police station, and only the wife of the person with the second number remained, although the police summoned her to the police station to make some records, but we still want to have a chat with her alone."

"Ah."

"Reid and ** are still at the police station, you can call and ask Reid, if you don't want to go there in person."

"What's Reid's number?"

"It should be in your address book."

Oliver was sure he heard the helplessness in Hotch's tone.

Then it was Reid who called first.

Oliver would never admit that he was caught in the shock of flipping through his address book just now.

His address book has the contact information of the Avengers, which is fine; the contact information of the X-Men, which is normal; the contact information of the BAU members, which is fine.

But in addition, he also saw the phone numbers of the two Holmes brothers and John; the names of several knights of the Kingsman agent; name.

Oliver held his phone and spent 10 minutes thinking about what he had done in his life in this world.Is the big thing already done to death by me?

"You mean to re-examine Lola's body?" Reid asked on the other end of the phone.

Probably because Oliver's accent after amnesia was strange enough, Reid didn't hear the shock mixed with the strange tone when Oliver greeted him.

"Instead of re-examination, I want you to help me look at the wound on Lola's thigh."

"Okay, I'll go to the forensic doctor."

Oliver heard papers slide and footsteps across the way, and Reid was hurrying towards the medical examiner's room.

He asked suddenly again, "Williams, what's going on with you? It sounds loud."

"The downstairs is being renovated. Most of the guests are not in the hotel at this time, so they started working."

"I'm here, how do you want to observe"

"Can you take a look at that bruise for me? Is it approximately a triangle, and there is a distance between it and the scar, about two or three centimeters?"

"Triangle? If you look at it from the whole range, it looks more like an ellipse. But wait a minute." Reid clamped the phone around his neck, asked the forensic doctor to borrow a pen, and gently outlined it on the bluish skin , "If you ignore the spread of blood and the rigors after death, and outline the heavy bleeding point under the skin, it will roughly have a triangular shape, but the edges are very rounded, and the overall weight is on the left front."

"About four or five centimeters long. Is that right?"

"Yeah, almost, the boundary is blurry, it may be longer, but it will not exceed seven centimeters."

"Then the shape of the punctured wound is thick at the top and thin at the bottom, almost round."

"Yes. Have you thought of the murder weapon that caused this wound?"

"I have a guess that the murder weapon that caused this wound was a high heel shoe."