Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

When Reid saw Triton the next day, the man was wearing a red dress so gorgeous that it almost seemed to be on fire. The white skin and fabric cut out on the back of the large area outlined a sharp boundary that was almost fatal. The black hair was tied up casually and fell The white jade and pearls at the end of the hair complement each other, echoing the light sound of the red-backed black leather stilettos hitting the concrete road.

However, he didn't seem to notice Reid, who was across the road from him, and just walked by with a small black leather bag, slightly raised jaw, indifferent eyes, scarlet lips parting a gentle and cool Radian, red does not have any aggressiveness on him, but loses its own color because of him.

Some people are able to wear the revealing red backless short skirt without any suspicion of coquettishness, and their frowns and smiles are all indifferent and elegant. When they walk around the corner with steps, it is already a frame that people can't help but stop. landscape.

It was clean, elegant, yet sexy, and Reid was stunned for a moment unconsciously, until he couldn't help but take two steps forward when he couldn't catch the bright red in his sight, and then he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Hey, kid." Morgan opened the cordon and came out of the alley, looking suspiciously at Reid, who was obviously distracted, "Are you okay?"

"Ah, it's all right." Reid said with a dry cough, and asked him quickly, "How's the corpse?"

——They just found the body of the first missing person. One and a half months after his disappearance, he was randomly discarded by the murderer in a trash can on the corner of the street. Homeless people rummaging through trash cans.

"The internal organs are missing." Morgan said, his face was not very good-looking. "The specific situation has to wait for the forensic identification."

"I asked the people around." Reid flipped through his records to cover up his lack of focus, "No one noticed any suspicious people appearing around here, to be precise, in their words—— —Is there any suspicious person around here?"

Indeed, this is one of the most impoverished and chaotic neighborhoods in New York. Various social problems are obvious. Residents living here are too busy to take care of themselves. They close their doors and windows at night and never go out. Who cares about the garbage bins in front of their houses? Didn't come out with an extra corpse?

Well, if they have time to care about this, they might as well buy a pair of earplugs so as not to be woken up by the gunfire of the argument downstairs.

"The murderer just left the victim here without any trace of cover-up." JJ posted a photo of the scene on the case board. Garbage put together.

He was the third person to go missing, but the first body to be found.

"The bodies were covered, that's a sign of remorse," Hotch said, "but putting the bodies in the trash meant they were like trash in his eyes."

"It's very contradictory. It doesn't fit Marty Pino's character." Morgan frowned. "From the data, he is an impulsive, irritable and emotional person. It is difficult for him to complete the work of kidnapping, murdering and throwing corpses behind everyone's back."

"He's not stable enough," Emily said. "We're looking for someone who is more calm and has a plan."

Hotch, who flipped through the forensic report, added, "The forensic report indicated that he had been well nourished and had an adequate supply of drugs over the past few days."

"They also had their kidneys, liver and bladder removed after their last drug injection."

"The murderer is raising them!" Reid's eyes lit up. "Pay attention to the time when these people disappeared. During the review period before the exam, students like this will use a lot of that kind of drug during this period to improve their study efficiency, so a large amount of drugs are deposited in their bodies. The accumulation of drugs is like extracting salt from seawater. After the first filter to extract coarse salt, various chemical reagents such as barium chloride, sodium hydroxide, sodium carbonate, etc. are added to refine to obtain higher purity. Refined salt..."

"Important." Morgan poked Reid quietly and reminded him in a low voice.

"Oh." Reid summed it up unsatisfactorily, "The murderer is using the filtering function of the human body instead of chemical reagents for the second purification of drugs to obtain heroin with a higher purity than the first time, so he needs to make the victim's body Works well while ingesting as much drug as possible, when the victim's absorption of the drug has reached its peak during this period, like coarse salt reaching the saturation of the solvent after it can no longer absorb more drug, continue to let There is no point in the victim's life."

"How long does this take?" Hotch asked.

"I don't know." Reid shook his head. "This process will vary greatly depending on the individual's physique, but I think the first two victims have a chance to be alive."

"We should all have hope until the body is found," Hotch said.

"If it was a murderer who was in personal contact with the victim, he wouldn't bother to cover up the body." Morgan looked at the photos of the scene thoughtfully, "To him, these people are just raw materials, and after taking out what they want to use, they will become waste , so he threw the body in the trash."

"But the killer showed remorse," JJ said. "It's a very personal emotion."

"So the victim must be connected to him somewhere." Morgan nodded. "One-sided connection."

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The wizard's business is getting better and better. He sold a lot of medicines and made a lot of money. He married a beautiful and virtuous wife and had a big house. They are even planning to have a lovely child.

Of course, the wife was unaware of the ghastly schemes behind the wizard's backside, and was bent on thinking she was married to a clever doctor.

However, paper can never contain fire, and there is always a time to wake up from this beautiful dream.

When the wizard encountered a terrible demon one day, he exhausted his savings and could not let the demon let him go, so he had to turn his mind to his own potions—although they had not been sold, the potions themselves were worthless Fei.

The wizard's wife was very scared. She was afraid that the devil would be harmful to the wizard, so she volunteered to go to the devil with the potion, hoping to let the devil let them go.

However, the demon didn't want the potion, he killed the wizard's wife in a rage, threw the potion on the ground and left, and then two little goblins stole the potion and wanted to exchange it for money.

This angered the wizard, who growled and vowed to tear the two young goblins apart and retrieve his lost potion.

He caught the goblins in a warehouse, along with the merchants who did business with them.

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"Marty·Pino! Put down the gun!" The police and FBI surrounded the abandoned warehouse, pointing their guns at the surrounded people.

The man with short black hair and a haggard face pointed a gun at the neck of the terrified woman, and yelled at them to back off, but his wandering eyes and trembling lips revealed the truth of his sternness.

"Marty, calm down." Mac calmed down, but he felt a little dramatic and absurd in his heart. Not long ago, they were colleagues who solved the case together, but now they want him to arrest him personally, "We all know you don't want this, Is it right?"

"comeon, Mac, I don't want to hurt anyone..." Marty·Pino looked left and right and backed away, "I just want to get out of here..."

"We know that's impossible, put the gun down," Mac said. "It's over, Marty."

"No…" Marty shook his head, "It won't end…"

"We know you didn't kill Anabel," Hotch said. "Put the gun down."

"It was me..." Marty said painfully, "If I hadn't owed the debt, everything would have been better, and I killed her..."

"I love her……"

His hand holding the gun kept shaking, his throat choked up and he couldn't speak. He was already in a trance and fell into his own emotions, and the hand holding the prisoner couldn't help but relax a little.

It's now!The young man who had been kneeling on the side and peeking at him seized the opportunity to reach out and grab the hostage in his hand and pull the girl over. The sudden void in his arms made Marty wake up.

"No——!"

At this time, the police and FBI surrounding him couldn't help but take a few steps closer to raise their vigilance, and the atmosphere became tense in an instant.

"Marty!" Mac yelled, "Don't do this!"

"I didn't choose Mac." Marty put the gun to his throat, "Nochoice."

Moisture gradually seeped out of his eyes, and he closed his eyes gently...

"Marty! No—!!!"

The familiar voice made him stop pulling the trigger, and opened his eyes in disbelief.

"Sid..."

"bump!"

The last thing he saw was the sad and terrified old face of his mentor, his and his wife's most respected friend, the chief medical examiner of the NYPD, Sid.

"Marty!" Sid walked to his side in three steps in two steps, knelt down and held his hand.

No matter how much disappointment, no matter how helpless, they become insignificant in the face of life and death.

"Sorry..." Marty stared at the ceiling out of focus, where the gray and black beams intertwined, just like the dark sky of New York.

"I'm Sorry..."

He must go to hell...

killed so many people...

In a trance, he saw Anabel smiling at him in a white wedding dress, the fragrance of white roses, and the ringing of church bells in his ears.

clang - clang - clang -

clang... clang... clang...

……

The wizard is dead.

The Cavaliers knew the news immediately, just like Triton knew the news of Marty's death immediately-even though he didn't know who the other party was.

Who made the knight's landlord a young man who likes to babble, and who made the Triton's landlord a chatterbox with a dark heart.

"What are you thinking, Mr. Triton?" The handsome young man tilted his head and asked, fiddling with a small knife with his fingertips. The girl on the operating table beside him was barely breathing.

Her lower abdomen was bright red, and Triton speculated that it must have been injured last night.

"I was thinking, since ancient times, villains died because of talking too much." Triton evoked a slight smile, not showing half of the fear and shock that the youth expected, just like he was not in a dark, damp, bloody underground dark room, but in a golden and magnificent Palace banquet.

This kind of reaction made the young man's complexion appear frenziedly distorted, "I knew you were different." He murmured, reaching out to touch Triton's face, but stopped in the other's cold eyes .

"You can't resist..." He twisted his wrist and tied another knot on the rope that bound Triton, and sniffed fascinatedly on the almost transparent white back in front of him.

"We'll be the best, Mr. Triton, we'll be the best."

"Crazy." Triton closed his eyes in disgust and turned his head to avoid his outstretched hand. The messy black hair against the pale complexion was still so holy that it was almost divine.

Slutty and holy, just like the gods in ancient Greek mythology, it is this quality that fascinates young people, and they are obsessed with him.

"You're just a little bit lost...just like me..." He stared at Triton's cheek, like he was at the self who spent the night with the corpse, "I'll make you back..."

With difficulty, he dragged Triton to the wounded woman, so they lay face to face.

"You will return..."

He took off the hemostatic bandage on the woman's body, and blood gushed out under his rough movements.

The heavy iron door opened and closed, and under the dim light, Triton saw the girl's eyes—a pair of desperate and helpless eyes struggling on the verge of life and death.

"Don't be afraid..." A soft singing voice slowly sounded here.

"Don't be afraid..."

And his wandering spirit excitedly licked the fear of strawberry candy flavor, so happy that he wanted to roll.

At that time, it was the right decision to decisively pretend to be knocked out!

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In this way, the knight and the injured girl were locked into the cellar by the vicious landlord.

it's dark.

The author has something to say: Complementary, I am really tired recently, and I am still immersed in the anxiety of not knowing the future

Homework, orientation, student union, all kinds of things I really want to be taken care of by the dog, and I will be dragged to do student union affairs after I write a few words during the holidays. I still have a lot of homework waiting...

Anyway, I'll see if I can write more later [sigh

For the code word, push the date of the male ticket and tell me I'm not alone

Ps. His birthday is coming soon, but I haven’t bought a gift. It’s so good. Boy’s gifts are so hard to buy.

After the hand-woven hats and hand-woven scarves were delivered, I was at my wits end!

Don't talk about it, let my dog ​​take it [manual goodbye

The names of the people in this chapter are translated as follows

Triton-- Triton

Hotch--Hodge--【Criminal Minds】

Morgan--Morgan--【Criminal Minds】

Reid--Red--【Criminal Minds】

Garcia--Garcia--[Criminal Minds]

Gideon--Gideon--【Criminal Minds】

JJ--Xiaojie【The version I read was this translation--【Criminal Minds】

Mac.Taylor--Mike Taylor【CSI New York S05E18】

Anabel·Pino--Annabel·Pino【CSI New York S05E18】

Marty·Pino--Marty.Pino【CSI New York S05E18】

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