[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

This is not a murder scene in the ordinary sense, and the people present are definitely not fledgling rookies, but they are just collecting clues outside the scope of the round table, bypassing the beautifully shaped victim on the central table in a very tacit understanding. By.

Putting aside all external factors and only looking at it from the perspective of artistic appreciation, it is indeed a masterpiece.

Wicked, seductive, and just the right amount of gore.

But among them, there is a trace of disharmony.

Gradually, Isaac's eyes fell on the disk she was holding in her hand.

That's not supposed to be a fruit bowl, that's supposed to be...

"Are you the only one here from BAU?" A police detective who had worked with BAU collected all the evidence that could be collected nearby, turned his head, and saw Isaac standing in front of the table staring at the female corpse.He still had an impression of Isaac, so he patted him on the shoulder from behind as a greeting.

Isaac was so taken aback that he almost missed punching him.

"They'll be back soon." Isaac returned to his senses, without correcting the detective's misunderstanding.Then he pointed, "Jully's body, do you want to keep it here?"

The police detective nodded slightly, "The captain said that we will wait until your BAU has seen it before moving it. This is not an ordinary crime scene, and the murderer's arrangement must have hidden meanings. If you only look at the photos afterwards, you may miss something. "

"Wise choice." Isaac had to say, it was a good idea.

"Did you see anything?" The detective was very interested in chatting.

Isaac clenched his fists, "The fruit plate in her hand... feels very wrong."

As for what was wrong, Isaac's previously interrupted train of thought couldn't connect.

"Fruit plate?" The police detective picked up the camera and clicked to take two photos, "I hope your colleagues can come here soon, the ice here has almost melted, even though the indoors are much colder than the outside, the changes that should be made are still there. Not less."

Isaac was more curious about how the corpse was held than the detective who cared about the corruption of the corpse.

The skeletal structure of the human body is inherently exquisite. July's shape looks extremely natural, and her expression seems to be joyful and sad, which are obviously completely opposite emotions, but they have a different kind of harmony.If the background is changed, if this is not a murder scene but an oil painting, Issac can even see a beauty in it.

If the murderer regards this as an artistic creation, then he must be a master with great artistic taste and cultivation.

But it’s not like this when real masters create. They should be more passionate, fanatical, and even crazy... just like... just like...

Isaac apologized hastily, covered his head and walked out quickly.His mind was like an explosion, all kinds of intense emotions collided with each other, and those fragments of memory that had been broken and had no sense of existence attracted and merged with each other, and became complete and coherent again.His headache was so bad that even his vision became blurred. Isaac tried to open his eyes wide, but finally he couldn't hold it anymore, and sat directly on the dusty up stairs.

Damn it!

Isaac swore and fell unconscious.

BAU came quickly, and the distance between Quantico and Baltimore was not too far, let alone they took a special plane.In contrast, it took them more time to get out of the Baltimore airport and drive to the scene of the crime.

If the case was taken because of Issac's plea and sympathy for not wanting a little girl to lose her only relative, when they received the photo of the victim's body on the plane, these two ideas disappeared.

This is no longer an ordinary disappearance or homicide case, but a more serious serial murder case that may have had more victims before.The layout of the corpses in the photo clearly conveys a message——

The murderer in this case is by no means a whim, his modus operandi is mature, he has formed his own style, which may include the murderer's personal signature that they haven't read yet.

This all means that this is a veteran.

And a veteran means there is more than one victim.

So, after getting off the plane, Hotch and the others didn't go to the police station, but went directly to the scene of the crime.The investigators had contacted him before, and in order for BAU to better study the scene, they didn't even move the corpse.

For BAU, this is good news.

The intact crime scene means they can find more clues.

"Have you reached Isaac?" Hotch asked while driving.

"It's a little strange. No one answered the phone." Reid shook his head, feeling a haze in his heart.

The road to the scene of the crime is not easy to walk, even with GPS navigation, it can't change the bad road conditions.

"It's really remote here." Morgan commented when he finally arrived at the place, showed his ID and went upstairs smoothly.During the day, it is always such a gloomy appearance, and at night, it will probably be even more serious.The murderer took great pains in choosing such a place.

It's a pity that it was completely destroyed by a few high school students who came to play haunted house adventure.

Hotch took people upstairs, and JJ stayed outside to continue contacting Isaac.It's just that all I received was a notification tone that no one answered.

A blond beauty frowning slightly anxiously is easy to attract attention. After chatting with a policeman, JJ walked to the car designated by the policeman and knocked on the window.

"Is there something wrong?" The car window was rolled down, revealing a pale face.

"I heard people say that you came with Isaac, right?" JJ asked.

Although it's not a good time to enjoy greetings from beauties, Hugh cheered up after hearing the familiar name, "Yes, that's right."

"Then do you know where he went?" JJ's eyes lit up.

"He said he wanted to see the scene of the crime, so he went upstairs, but he hasn't come down yet." Hugh, who had been staring at the exit, said with confidence.

Issac in there? JJ was a little surprised, but thanked Hugh with a smile, "I see, thank you."

"You have business with him?" Hugh asked gossipingly.

"It's just that I haven't been able to contact him, and I'm a little worried." JJ's previous anxiety disappeared, "Thank you again, I'm going to meet him."

Morgan was the first to spot Isaac. He didn't rush into the scene of the crime, but planned to observe the general structure of the building first. Then, he saw a huddled man at the stairs leading to the upper floor. Isaac.

"Issac?" Morgan walked over in a few steps, and after getting no response, he couldn't help shaking his shoulders, "Issac?!"

Isaac wasn't wearing much, and Morgan's back of his hand accidentally touched his neck, feeling wet inside.

It is true that the temperature outside is not low, but here, it is obviously abnormal to sweat so much.

Maybe it was Morgan's anxious voice, Reid ran over as soon as he heard the voice, "What's wrong with Isaac?"

"He's unconscious." Morgan spread his palms. "He's sweating a lot."

"Is it heatstroke?" Reid took Morgan's place and hugged Issac, "The ventilation is not good here, we have to..."

Reid didn't finish his sentence when he felt Isaac move.

"Hey, kid, are you awake?" Morgan saw that Isaac's open eyes were out of focus, and couldn't help but waved his hand in front of his eyes.

"...Morgan." Isaac reached out and slapped Morgan's hand away, then rubbed it, "Dr. Reid."

"What?" Reid stretched out his hand to test the temperature of Issac's forehead, it was wet but cold. "Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Morgan also looked at Isaac with concern.

After a while, he snorted, turned and left.

bastard!If you have the ability, wink and let Kid go!

"I'm fine," Isaac said softly, "just a little irritated."

Reid's hand tightened, and he suddenly remembered the weird resonance between Isaac and the murderer.He also reminded Issac about this before, but Issac will not encounter a murder scene for no reason, and it is not certain whether he will take this reminder to heart.

"You sense the murderer?" If so, it's not surprising that Isaac looked like this.

"No, it's just that this kind of artistic expression using the human body as raw material releases those unpleasant memories that have been sealed up." Isaac leaned on Reid, not caring about the dust, and had no intention of getting up at all. "At that time, I thought I was in hell on earth, and the pressure was too great. I didn't want to become a humanoid beast who only knew how to kill. In order to relieve this effect, I hypnotized myself."

Reid was taken aback, and immediately realized that Isaac was talking about the mission that almost killed him.

"You remember everything?" His voice trembled.

"Yeah." Isaac held Reid's hand, "But it seems too successful, and the traces of completely grasping the existence have been virtualized. Sorry."

"Compared with your life, this result is not unacceptable." Reid quickly regained his composure, "How did you remember it? Because you watched the scene here?"

"That's right, this scene and the artist's style have something in common." Isaac smiled ironically, "I didn't even think that it would have the greatest impact on my life, and even wake me up with a stick when I have after-hypnosis. My man will be him."

Regardless of whether Isaac admits it now, the influence of Artist on him has always existed, and it has become a forbidden area in his heart that even he himself does not easily touch.

"It feels like a loss," he told Reid. "But I'm kind of grateful to him for reminding me."

"As long as you're not under his control, it's fine." Reid had a kind of surprise that was lost and found.

"But it's not good news for a murderer." Isaac reached out and raked the hair back from his forehead. "I feel something interesting, want to hear it?"

"You can go and tell Hotch that before you come, he got you a consultant's work permit." Reid's eyes were bright.

"Great." Isaac was pulled up by Reid, "Hurry up and finish this case, I haven't discussed with Morgan in a long time."

"He'll be glad his opponent is back," Reid agreed.