Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

In a blink of an eye, it's summer, whether the days just at the end of June can be considered summer is still open to question, but for most sea monsters living in the deep sea, this weather is already a first-class scorching heat.

Although they like the warm feeling of the sun on the scales, they are still not sensitive to the 35-degree upward temperature like the living places of the same family in the East.

The chat room was full of complaints such as "It's so hot", "I must go back to the sea this year", "I want to move to the Antarctic", and Triton silently took a picture of the real-time temperature of his location and sent it, and then continued to fall in love. Lie dead on the bed.

It’s not how hot it is. After all, the hottest time in Miami is around [-] degrees Celsius, which is far from midsummer, but the extremely high humidity can kill fish. Triton feels the moisture in his body when he falls there without moving. It was evaporated little by little, like a salted fish being slowly dried.

Even in fact, he is still strong and strong, and he can break the steel plate by kicking his legs.

Dying, miserable.

Well, here is indeed close to the beautiful and vast sea of ​​Miami, but simply calculate the distance from the hotel to the beach, the crowds on the beach and the various flirtations to deal with...

Forget it, let's go soak in the bathtub.

Throwing himself into the bathtub filled with seawater, the fish tail hooked on the edge of the bathtub, feeling the water slowly filling, Triton sighed contentedly.

In summer, one should soak in the sea water. If there is nothing wrong, they should not come to this kind of place that is not suitable for fish to live.

Even if this decision is actually made by himself.

In fact, he didn't understand why he agreed to the invitation of the University of Miami on a whim, and ran here under the name of a well-known writer to give a professional lecture with a group of guests from all walks of life. God knows he regretted it as soon as he got off the plane—— In just one month he had forgotten how miserable the weather in Miami was.

If he hadn't caught sight of a fairly familiar name while looking through the guest list while he was bored on the road, he would definitely have turned his head and flew back by plane.

Jason·Gideon, the former chief profiler of BAU, he is the elder (accent) of the most admired, admired, loved, and...

In fact, if Gideon hadn't been old and decrepit (it wasn't), the sea monster who was full of jealousy and possessiveness didn't know what he would do.

That's why Triton still looks like a salted fish that is about to die in the next second, but when he walks out of the room to attend the welcome banquet, he is immediately full of fighting spirit and full of anger. So much so that when Gideon saw him, he didn't dare to recognize him for a while.

After all, there is more than one Mariana Trench difference between a desolate homeless man squatting at the entrance of an alley every day and a well-known writer in a neat suit.

The two quietly looked at each other tens of meters away, and finally Triton stepped forward and said, "Long time no see, Agent Gideon." The deepest and most thorough gray blue in the deep sea, the hand holding on to the champagne glass is slightly raised, and the elegance is called etiquette.

In other words, the standard readiness state.

"So it's really you." Gideon's brows relaxed, he clinked glasses with Triton with a smile, and took a sip of champagne, "I think I've got the wrong person."

"It's a bit worse than before, isn't it?" Triton blinked and showed a little playful smile, "If I don't dress up like that for a few days, I can't write anything about homeless people, because this guy died young But it’s really not worth it.”

Indeed, it is well known that although the books written by this author are very popular, the delay caused by his obsessive-compulsive pursuit of perfection also made his editor extremely crazy, and repeatedly roared violently to throw Triton into the sea to fill the trench .

Too bad it never happened.

The young man in front of him smiled with a bit of cute smugness, like an underage high school student who succeeded in pranking, but unexpectedly likable.

"Speaking of which, I haven't thanked you for saving Sarah. If it weren't for you, I would have lost her forever." Gideon raised his glass and said solemnly, "You saved half of my life."

"Miss Sarah is a good person," Triton said. "Her burger saved half my life."

Gideon laughed when he heard the words, "Sarah kept talking about you to me a few days ago." Saying this, the chief profiler of BAU showed happiness and warmth on his face, "I said that I must invite you to our wedding. "

"Wedding? That's really... an honor." Triton raised his voice a little at the right time, put on a surprised look, and touched Gideon's wine glass, "When are you going to hold the ceremony?"

"August this year." Gideon drank the champagne in his glass, "and then go to Europe for honeymoon together." The man's face was filled with uncontrollable joy, probably every human being who fell in love and got his wish would be with him It's the same, it's not intended to show off, it's just that the happiness in their stomachs is about to burst out, and they can't wait to share their inner joy with everyone.

"I will definitely be there on time." Triton smiled and congratulated him.

Former agent Gideon and Ms. Sarah are both good people, God will bless them for a hundred years, right?

While thinking this way, he asked casually: "Will your group go too...I mean, they seem to be quite busy."

"Probably." Gideon shrugged his shoulders indifferently and teased, "It depends on whether the serial killers give them a holiday."

"Mr. Reid will be very sorry if he can't go." Triton picked up another glass of wine from the waiter's tray, covering his mouth with an expectant smile, "He is looking forward to it."

Yeah, look forward to starting wedding gift planning two months in advance.

And Triton, as one of Reid's counseling objects, facing his human beings' attention to Gideon's extraordinary colleague level, is enough to make the small-bodied siren light up a red first-level alarm in his heart.

But since Gideon is about to get married and go to Europe, it is estimated that he will not come back and rob Reid's attention for half a year... Triton smiled, and kicked Gideon's name from [Level [-] Alert] in his heart lightly. [No Threat] on the list.

Well, nothing to worry about.

"You know Reid?" Gideon asked, looking a little closer again.

"Some cases, you know." Triton spread his hands, looking helpless, "It's always not very peaceful when collecting materials, maybe I should change the subject of my writing."

"Oh, that will make many people sad, Mr. Triton!" A voice suddenly came in from the side announcing the end of their reminiscing time, and the man with a red wine glass and his face eager to get close to Triton squeezed enthusiastically Between the two of them, Gideon was pushed to the side in a self-conscious manner.

"I've read your great book countless times, and I swear there's never been a better fantasy novel. God knows how much I love your stories!"

Complimentary words are really not very clever, Triton gave Gideon a helpless look, Gideon smiled knowingly, and consciously stepped back to chat with other friends.

In this kind of banquet, besides the invited guests, there will be many wealthy businessmen and celebrities. Most of these people are school sponsors or alumni. They are happy to participate in this kind of banquet. After all, the guests invited this time They are all elites from all walks of life, which means countless business opportunities and connections.

Especially a writer like Triton, who only wants to be a computer-knocking writer who prefers to deal with books all his life, but his background is so deep that every time he appears on the stage, he becomes a big piece of fat that everyone covets .

But that analogy sounds disgusting. Triton set up the cold and abstinent Iceberg Face No. [-] dedicated to external use, and dismissed the man who came over with perfunctory perfunctory such as um, I got it.

He has no interest in banquets, especially in this climate that is not suitable for fish to go out. He just wants to lie in the seawater full of bathtubs. If Gideon's threat is too great, he probably wouldn't even be able to open the door. won't come out.

As Reid marked in red in the investigation report submitted by his subordinates is the most respected and admired human being, Gideon has always been Triton's confidant, and the first thing he did after landing was to give himself the name of collecting materials. Pretending to be a tramp, he lurked near Gideon's house, relying on his keen five senses to study people at close range, carefully analyzing over and over again why his human beings have a good impression of people with this personality, and happily in one of his own In his words and deeds, he blended in a steady style similar to that of the old detective.

To change for the sake of one's own human being, for the sea monster, it is just an instinct like breathing.

His humans will never know that those gentle and elegant, well-adjusted advances and retreats are all deliberate disguises of the sea monsters.

He can wear this disguise for the rest of his life, as long as his humans are willing to stay by his side.

Irritated with socializing with those who came to make connections, Triton put down the wine glass in his hand and turned to leave the banquet hall. By the way, he cleared his mind of the flooded city taking advantage of the chaos to take away his human beings and put them on isolated islands to raise them.

——Although this idea is really tempting, the tragic experience of the ancestors told him that it is safer to put vulnerable humans in the same group as them.

Walking out of the banquet hall, without the central air-conditioning, the air suddenly became unbearable. Triton felt that the water he replenished during the day leaked from his limbs and bones again. He looked up at the sky, and now he can go for a swim in the sea Circle, there should be no one on the beach, he thought.

Besides, if you stay in a hotel all the time, you won't get any surprises——

The human struggling to death in the sea attracted the Kraken who was a little hungry after swimming before attracting the shark.

Well... black pepper beef flavor, a bit tired of eating it for supper.