Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

Every fairy tale always stays at the ending of "the prince and the princess lived happily together". There will be quarrels, there will be resentment, and there will be distaste for each other and even try to see each other.

How do you know that those vicious queens and witches were also innocent and kind princesses in the past?

A story that is too perfect in reality may always imply a less than happy ending.

In the darkness, someone walked forward with a candle in their hands. The faint light illuminated the white silk skirt and the beautiful curly hair on her chest. She stumbled and let out a small sob.

"Please..." she begged, "let me go, I won't say anything..."

No one answered her, the weak voice echoed, there was a wind blowing from nowhere, the candle moved and went out.

Everything fell into darkness, and there was something flickering, a red light spot, probably...

It's a monitor.

The sound of begging and crying gradually became weaker and weaker, until finally there was no sound.

Dark, silent, this place has returned to its original appearance.

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"Emma Baker, 25 years old, Beck Martin, 26 years old, disappeared ten days ago, and were found yesterday in Portland Forest Park, Oregon." JJ called up the photos of the two dead, "The Portland Police Department found us It's because this case is really..." She struggled with her choice of words, "Weird."

"Oh!" Morgan muttered unpreparedly when he flipped through the files and found a shocking photo, "Is this some kind of Renaissance rally?"

In the photo, a man and a woman were lying on the ground in classic European dresses, with their eyes closed and their faces pale.

"In fact, this is the general dress of Germans from the mid-to-late fifteenth century to the sixteenth century. Because of the religious reformation, women advocate thick and dark tones, but the decoration is luxurious and elegant, with fine patterns and three-dimensional decorations, while men prefer it. All sorts of cutouts and lace-up blouses, and sabers,” says Reid, “The saber was a unique symbol of the German man during the Renaissance.”

"So... a German-themed renaissance fair?" Emily raised an eyebrow.

"Renaissance rallies don't have so many scars," Rossi said. "It's all about women."

"Witch hunt?" Hotch overturned his guess after finishing speaking, "The time is not right."

"Furthermore, the punishments for prey movement are basically stoning and burning. Most of the injuries on Emma Baker were caused by sharp objects. The forensic opinion is..." Reid flipped through the forensic documents, "A large number of injuries caused by arrows Hemorrhagic shock."

"Then she was being hunted?" Morgan frowned. "But Beck Martin didn't have any injuries. He was shot, and it was a fatal shot at close range."

"Pay attention to their posture, don't you think it looks familiar?" JJ frowned, "The murderer is expressing remorse?"

"This kind of posture with hands folded in front of the chest is usually placed by the embalmers at funerals, but here, rather than remorse, this deliberately placed posture and position are more like a... show, the murderer's attire They, pose for them, and here," Morgan pulls out a panorama of the scene, "the open woodlands are a favorite camping spot for many locals, so his masterpieces can be discovered before they rot."

"Excellent display location." Reid flipped through the map of Portland Forest Park, "This location is at the junction of several main routes in the park. It is convenient to enter and exit, and it is very hidden. There are not many surveillance cameras and you can drive the car. go in."

"At present, the Portland Police Department has reported that three people with similar characteristics to the deceased are missing. The earliest one has been missing for seven days. New bodies may be found at any time. Our time is tight." Hotch put the scattered information into Put away the folder, "The plane takes off in half an hour."

Reid put away the folders, they all have luggage in the office and can leave at any time, but he needs to make a phone call before leaving.

"Mr. Reid?" The voice of the old housekeeper on the other end of the phone was a bit puzzled, "What do you want?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." Reid unconsciously pinched the corner of the folder, "I have some things here, and I won't be able to pass them in the next few days. Please tell me..."

"Mister is not asleep yet." The old housekeeper's voice was gentle and firm, "Please tell him personally, otherwise I can't bear my old bones when he loses his temper."

After speaking, he seemed to think of something interesting, and there was a bit of a smile in his voice, "If it's convenient, please persuade Mr. a little bit, it's not something a mature adult should do if he loses his temper and refuses to take medicine."

"...Okay." Reid listened to the call being transferred. He couldn't imagine Triton losing his temper and refusing to take medicine. Little bad taste, and there will be no half-childish childishness.

"Dr. Reid?" Triton's voice over there was still the gentle and calm voice he was familiar with, but after imagining his childish temper, for some reason Reid always felt that the person on the other end of the phone must have puffed cheeks and puffed up, and A completely different cuteness than usual.

This kind of brain supplement also affected his perceptual cognition. The awkwardness and stiffness at the beginning were suddenly thrown into that corner, "I may have something to do in the next few days." His tone became very Soft, like coaxing a child.

It's a pity that in fact the kid over there is not as cute as the little Jack of the Hotch family, but a sea monster with ulterior motives and deep obsessions.

"Is there a case?" Triton asked, and swam for a while with his tail wagging. Reid must not know that after his daily visits, the "severely injured" Triton would return from the hospital to the manor by the sea, leisurely in the bay Enjoy your "healing" time.

It doesn't take much time on the road, if you also have a British wizard, oh not the wizard of the Hexenbiest, but those wizards who are of the same origin as humans and have just experienced a faction war for a few years ( Wizard).

"Yeah." Reid replied, "I'll see you when I get back. You should have a good rest."

"I will." Triton was lying on his back on the sea relying on the buoyancy of the sea water and the fish's tail, his long hair was stretched and floating in the water, curled and swaying, attracting a few greedy little fish to wander around, thinking it was something Weird looking food.

"I'm a good patient." Picking up a touch of water, the bold fish were fished out of the sea. The colorful scales were even more radiant under the sunlight. After a few jumps, he jumped back into the sea from Triton's palm.

"Mr. Housekeeper just asked me to advise you to take medicine." Reid smiled softly, "It doesn't sound like what a good patient should do."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Triton's dissatisfied "tsk", complaining: "He knew to complain behind your back."

"So that means you are indeed refusing to take medicine?" Reid asked.

"I think I'm completely fine, Tom just thinks too much and treats me like a child." Triton murmured in a low voice to excuse himself, "He wants to call the doctor even when I cough, and my family's doctor can't help it." Put him on the blacklist soon."

Reid couldn't help laughing: "Although Mr. Housekeeper is indeed a little concerned, but according to your current recovery level, you still need to continue to take medicine. I read your previous medical records, because the short-term shock state caused by excessive blood loss will affect your health. Your body, especially the function of important organs such as the heart and brain, has caused a certain degree of damage, and medical assistance during this period is necessary."

"Okay, okay, listen to Dr. Reid." Triton turned around and swam in a different direction, "I will obediently take medicine and cooperate with treatment from today, and strive for an early and complete recovery."

His tone is soft and inexplicably serious, and his casual promises are also so swearing, which makes people feel warm.

Reid was stunned for a moment, answered vaguely, and hung up the phone under the excuse that he had to catch a plane—in fact, the plane would take off in more than [-] minutes.

So Dr. Reid, who was distracted thinking about his own thoughts, didn't notice that his colleagues were gathering together to secretly communicate with each other before departure.

"Are you sure?" Morgan looked around and saw that Reid hadn't come out of the meeting room, so he turned his head to talk to the rest of the people, his thick eyebrows were tangled together, and he looked reluctant.

"That's true." Emily whispered, rolling her eyes, "Don't tell me you didn't find out."

I found out, of course I found out, the occasional distraction, paying more attention to the movements of the mobile phone than usual, frequent early leave and rare 10-minute phone calls, plus those entangled annoyances that cannot be concealed by their little genius acting skills According to the insight of these elite agents, it is really difficult not to notice the expressions of joy and various emotions.

This is the disadvantage of working at BAU. Even if it is agreed not to profile each other, sometimes the instinct of the profilers will be more acute than imagined, and there is almost no way to hide anything from each other.

And the little doctor's long-overdue spring is undoubtedly the object of gossip that everyone loves to hear.

"But that Mr. Triton?" Morgan smacked his lips, expressing his dissatisfaction with the subject.

"Apart from being unlucky, I think he's not bad." JJ shrugged his shoulders, "Looks very mature." Whether he wants to admit it or not, the little doctor in their department is still in his teenage years when it comes to love. , compared to looking for a delicate girl who is close to her, a more mature partner is actually more suitable.

——That is to say, if Reid really finds a weak girl, his JJ mother will definitely change her words without hesitation and say that compared to those mature partners, it is better to have a green first love.

"And he's handsome." Garcia, who didn't know when he joined in, added ecstatically, "He's like the real version of Lestat de Lioncourt ("Interview with the Vampire")."

"I think it should be more handsome." Emily took up the topic enthusiastically, "After all, Tom Cruise is old, but he is still young." She poked Rossi next to her, "What do you think?"

"Appearance is not that important." Rossi smiled slowly, narrowing his eyes, "But he is indeed a sweet boy."

"Hummmm..." The helpless Morgan snorted, and turned away from the subject to get Reid out of the conference room to catch the plane.

There are 15 minutes until the plane takes off.

The author has something to say: The ancient European costumes made me want to throw up, why on earth should I write such a case?

Compared with Reid, this case will have a lot of scenes, and Triton will probably live a few in the legend [laughs]

Although Portland is indeed Green's home game, but there will be no plot of Green now, it should be enough to play Wesen and Cap for soy sauce [Wangtian]

It's too late today, let's save the mines and red envelopes until tomorrow... Although tomorrow is the class at 08:30 on the eighth night, I think there is still hope [Looking forward to the face

That's it, good night little angels!

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