Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

On the way back to Quantico, the members of the BAU team were discussing the reasons why their little doctor was absent from work without reason. Before that, Reid was a good boy who was punctual and diligent, and he never let him "Moms and dads" worry about it, not to mention the anxious situation of not being able to find anyone early in the morning.

Morgan frowned with a look of hesitation on his face, as if he wanted to jump off the plane and go back to Portland to make sure his BabyKid was safe and sound.

"Reid is 26 years old, Morgan, don't worry about being a single father of an underage girl." JJ joked with a smile, "Children always have to grow up."

"Maybe it's a very beautiful girl?" Rossi laughed, "She's charming and passionate."

"And we can discuss those mathematical theorems with our Dr. Reid." Emily raised her eyebrows, "And understand that it takes several existentialists to turn on a light bulb."

"Then that Mr. Triton is out?" JJ tilted his head, "I thought there would be more handsome couples at dinner parties in the future."

"It's a bit strange. There was no sign before we came here." Rossi rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Even if it's a genius after breaking up, the face will not be sweet and entangled, but it's more like the early love Worry about gains and losses."

"And then unexcused absenteeism and tired voices are perfunctory to us?" Morgan finally said, "We all know what it's a sign of."

"Okay." Emily spread her hands to express that she was persuaded, "It seems that the chocolate I ordered in advance can only be eaten by myself." She looked at Rossi, "Plus your good wine."

Rossi smiled and blinked: "It's not in a hurry to keep the wine for a few more years, but have you guys figured out how to comfort Reid?"

After being pointed out by him, everyone in BAU fell into the historical problem of how to comfort a little doctor who was broken in love-it is not good to be too good at reading people's hearts, you see, sometimes it is easy to be misled by some small details. Brush shoulders with the truth.

"Hey, don't rush to guess." Garcia, who had just joined their topic, complained through the screen dissatisfiedly, "Give me a chance to speak."

"Ok, BabyGirl, what do you want to say?" Morgan shrugged and asked, "Where are you going to buy a basket of nuts to feed the little squirrel?"

"Nuts really help to soothe the mood and prevent you from gaining weight... No! What I want to say is not this!" After subconsciously answering two sentences, Garcia realized that she was led away by Morgan, and quickly changed the topic back, " I mean, don't be so eager to speculate in a pessimistic place, the great Queen of Magic has discovered the latest surprising information, do you want to know?"

When she spoke later, her tone became smug, and one could even imagine the proud little tail behind her. Her best partner Morgan immediately said: "Don't make me anxious BabyGirl, tell us your secret quickly Bar."

"Oh, for the sake of my handsome chocolate knight, the great magic queen decided to share this information with you." Garcia laughed happily, "Reid was canceled in the hotel room just now, guess who signed it?" name?" Before anyone could answer, she couldn't wait to ask herself the question, "The signature is Triton, Triton·P."

Mr. Triton's full name displayed in all the materials does not have a surname, and is replaced by a simple "P".

"Wow." Emily couldn't help exclaiming, "He went to Portland?"

"bingo!" Garcia laughed, "I had a similar problem with the beautiful Miss Emily, so I went to check his schedule again - don't look at me like that Hotch, I just made a few calls, Mr. Mr Triton's steward was more than happy to tell me where his employer went."

The problem is not this.Hotch, who had been silent all this time, sighed, "This is not an example."

"Yes, Sir!" Seeing that Hotch didn't care, Garcia went on to gossip, "His butler told me that Mr. Triton left for Portland by plane at [-] pm, and if I want to see him, I'll have to wait for a few days. "

Her tone was full of surprise at discovering the secret, and the BAU members were slightly surprised by the news.

"So that means Reid is with that person now?" Morgan raised his voice unconsciously, looking at the expression on his face, he wanted to jump off the plane and go back to Portland immediately.

It's also more like a single father who opposes "daughter" and bad boy dating.

And Rossi raised his eyebrows, and exchanged a meaningful look with Hotch one-sidedly, with the characteristic smile of an old driver on his face——

No home at night, hoarse voice, flickering words, sometimes there is another way of interpretation besides the heartbreak after breaking up. Young people in the love period always have passion that makes him, an old man, envious.

Oh, it's good to be young.

Soon, other members of the group also thought of this, so they coughed dryly, looked at the scenery, and within a few seconds, the lively discussion group dispersed and went to do what they should do.

Tsk tsk tsk, their BabyKid is finally about to usher in a long-overdue puberty.

Can't think of it...

Dr. Reid, who was slandered by colleagues thousands of miles away, yawned big, rubbed his nose and nestled in the soft single sofa beside the hospital bed, rejecting Triton's proposal to cover him with a blanket.

"I'd literally fall asleep with a blanket on," he said. "The upside-down day and night routines take a toll on my body."

"So you plan to hold on until night?" Triton looked at Reid amusedly and couldn't help but yawned again, although he tried his best to sit upright, he still showed some willingness to slump on the sofa and sleep to death.

"That's right." Reid nodded and replied, "If I fall asleep now, it's very likely that I will sleep until the afternoon, which will affect the quality of my sleep at night, and then I will feel sleepy tomorrow, creating a vicious circle."

"Okay." Triton raised the corners of his lips, "Why don't you come and have some fun?"

With Reid's current level of sleepiness, it is absolutely unbelievable for Triton to say that he can last until the normal sleep time at night.

So simply exhaust your energy and enter forced sleep.

Reid glanced at Triton's abdominal injury and asked, "What do you want to play?" With Triton's current injury, it should be impossible to play anything.

"It's easy to use your brain." Triton laughed, and introduced his daily leisure activities to Reid——

"Chinese Go?" Reid looked at the computer interface brought up by Triton and asked in surprise, "You know this?"

"A friend of mine taught me." Triton said, he and his race far away in the far east chatted unexpectedly in various aspects, so in addition to helping each other get some special items that cannot be obtained in foreign countries, he would occasionally Carry out cultural exchanges, such as teaching the other party the board games they are best at and some little knowledge.

They know a lot of things, the sea monster always finds a way to pass the boring time of the hundreds of years before the appearance of human beings, if the luck is as bad as his oriental brethren, maybe a fish walks alone for nearly a thousand years—the sea The theoretical lifespan of demons is only 1000 years. If they can't find their destined human within these 1000 years, then they can only return to the sea with boundless loneliness.

Calculating in this way, it seems that there are not many years before he can still play chess with his own clan.

Triton made some calculations in his mind, decided not to think about this issue, and turned on the two-player mode of the Go game.

Reid knows some basic rules and styles of Go, but has not studied it in depth. Triton is also happy to be a qualified commentator while playing chess. It is rare that he is good at a field that Reid is not familiar with, and the siren trembles without a trace Look at your peacock, ah, no fish tail, let the smile on your mouth not reveal too much inner emotions.

Well, he would wish his fellow race in the east to meet his human being as soon as possible.

Still didn't know that he was about to lose one and only one chess friend, a certain oriental siren sneezed suddenly, slid his hand on the steering wheel and shook the newly bought car and crashed into the car in front of him.

It's an unreasonable world.

A large poster was recently posted outside a bookstore in New York—"The signing event of the final chapter of "Knights", the beginning of a dream, never ends."

Under the Gothic heading is the latest promotional image. The roaring westerly wind with a fishtail and the golden-armored red-robed paladin stand opposite each other. The turbulent waves and raging flames are intertwined. Although it is only a static picture, its dynamics are vivid on the paper, as if the next second The people in the painting will tear up the stagnant illusion and start a war to destroy the world.

Some people were discussing the news that "Knights" was about to be filmed and came out of the bookstore with newly bought books, arguing about their favorite actors.

Hollywood's major brokerage companies and those star-studded actors and singers are also eager to salivate over the fat piece of "Knights", eager to try to bite off a piece of meat.

No matter what kind of movie it is made into, it is destined to be a big hit, and who would not like to get a piece of it.

And when they were busy negotiating public relations, Triton was leaning on the bed, stroking Reid's soft brown hair contentedly - after playing Go for an hour and a half, Reid finally couldn't bear the call from the God of sleep, and in Triton "after a while" Triton semi-forcibly shared half of the hospital bed and quilt without any resistance under the promise of "I wake you up", buried his head in several soft pillows, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Today's weather is just right, sunny but not too hot. Triton's cell phone beside the pillow lights up and then goes dark silently, reminding him that the follow-up finishing work of the attack has been completed. Many things in this world are like those plants planted in the garden. Rose, you never know what lies beneath the soil.

Maybe it's broken roots and dead leaves, maybe it's dead flowers and dead butterflies.

Or it is white bones, rotten and maggots.

But if the soil is covered and the garden is full of flowers, the world will still be peaceful today.

Gently curling the brown hair into a small curl with the fingertips, the soft touch is like a mass of fine silk, Triton smiled in his eyes, and a touch of bright blue quietly flashed behind his ears.

Hope his express delivery has arrived at its destination.

On the boundless blue sea, the owl, which is forced to violate biological instincts and haunts during the day, grabs a big package, flaps its wings and flies high, casting a small shadow on the sea.

There are black triangular fins swimming around the shadow, first one, then three, then five, gathering and moving one by one, waiting for the opportunity to move.

pat.

A drop of blood dripped into the sea from the corner of the package, spreading and diluting in the water, attracting hungry hunters one after another.

pat.

Another drop of blood fell, and was submerged in the sea water in an instant.

It is summer.