Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

At 11:30 in the evening, Triton and his "old friends" in Dallas and Texas had a friendly exchange of feelings. Before twelve o'clock in the evening, the lawyers received instructions from the employer, and the next morning at eight o'clock By ten o'clock, in just two hours, BAU had received ten times more messages than the sum of the previous two days.

Fame is dead, but people are alive. If you can get on Mr. Triton's big boat, it is almost a guarantee for success. If you want fame or bread, how to choose these dignitaries who are as fine as men is very clear.

What's more, that gentleman's temper and patience have never been very good. The first time was "reminiscing about the past" in a friendly way, and the second time was probably being blocked by black bodyguards on the road and taking him to have a good "talk".

They are happy with their lives now and don't want to see the good God too soon.

So with their cooperation, the progress of the BAU team without the greatest resistance was greatly accelerated, and the whole case was basically sorted out in one morning, and several suspects and possible residences were delineated.

"It's already twelve o'clock, let's take a break and eat something." Hotch glanced at his watch and said, today's condition is good, so he relaxed a lot, "Continue at a little bit."

One hour to rest the brains that have been working at high speed for several hours. They have published the profile to the lawyer. Presumably the lawyer will honestly pass the profile to their employer. When the potential victim raises his vigilance, the murderer has nowhere to go When he started, it was only a matter of time before he could actually catch the murderer.

"Kid! Do you want to come together?" Morgan greeted Reid, "We're going to eat at the restaurant downstairs. I heard their pies are good."

"I'm not going, bring me a sandwich when you come back," Reid said, "I need to make a phone call first."

"Ok~" Emily narrowed her eyes at Reid with a rising voice, "We must come back as soon as possible."

Reid puffed up his cheeks, but he didn't refute anything, because the call was indeed intended for Triton.

"Good day." The voice on the other side of the phone was brisk, with a bit of a smile, "I thought you were planning to cut off contact with me."

"...Good day." Reid thought about it and explained, "I had too much work yesterday, so I didn't notice your call."

Well, he just missed the call because he was too busy. The villain in Reid nodded seriously.

"Okay, busy BAU." Triton sighed as if complaining, and asked again, "Have you finished your lunch yet?"

Reid glanced around guiltily, "Not yet, I asked Emily to bring me something to eat."

"Don't tell me you plan to use sandwiches to solve the problem again." Triton raised his eyebrows, even if he couldn't see it, he could guess his human mind. "If this continues, I will worry about whether you will be malnourished."

"I haven't eaten a few times, okay?" Reid retorted dissatisfiedly, "And my body is very healthy, and I follow the strict plan of the food pyramid every day, so there will be no malnutrition."

"It would be more convincing if you could quit coffee." Triton chuckled, "Drinking coffee for water is not a good habit."

"When you also need to maintain a clear mind at twelve o'clock in the night, you will find that coffee is irreplaceable." Reid replied, "But well, I will consider reducing coffee intake."

"By the way, have you had lunch yet?" he asked.

"Just finished eating." Triton said, "Boiled meat and cauliflower in plain water, Tom won't even add an extra grain of salt, I really shouldn't let him ask you about sick meals." His tone was full of resentment, presumably Disgusted enough by boiled meat and cauliflower, "He even canceled my afternoon cookie."

"Eating lightly is good for your wound," Reid said, "You want to get better soon, don't you?"

"I want you back sooner than getting better soon," Triton said, "I miss you, Dr. Reid."

Reid coughed twice, trying to maintain a natural tone, "It should be soon, we have basically delineated the murderer." He said, "Maybe I have to thank you? You saved us the time to pry open those shells. "

"Should I say no thanks?" Triton laughed, "To be honest, I was worried that you would dislike me for being nosy." He paused and said, "But if you really think so, I have no choice but to say sorry , after all, I’ve done everything.”

"We really don't like other people meddling in the case casually, usually it will only mean trouble." Reid shrugged, deliberately paused for a few seconds to feel the sudden depression on the other side, and then said in a good mood, "But this Once..." he added after catching Triton's appetite a bit, "Nice job."

Solving crimes faster meant fewer deaths, and Reid wasn't pedantic enough to blame him for things like that.

"Dr. Reid, you've gone bad, do you know that?" Triton's voice was a bit sad, "If I had a heart attack, you wouldn't be able to see me now."

"Okay, my mistake." Reid admitted his mistake generously, but his tone was clearly full of humility to admit his mistake and never repent. He has always been the one who was teased in his rank, and now it is rare for someone to make him play a prank , There are still many childlike little doctors who love Halloween and can't stop playing.

And the object he teased liked every aspect of his human body very much, and he willingly pretended not to understand Reid's little thought to make him happy, so he didn't care about Reid's insincere confession, and changed it casually. A topic, "Do you want to go to the opera together when you come back? A new work by a friend of mine."

"Can you go out now?" Reid asked, "I remember you can't get out of bed and walk now." He didn't forget Triton's injuries, and in Triton's own words, "I feel breathless when I move. ", when he went out, Triton couldn't even get out of bed, so he could only lie on the edge of the window and watch him leave pitifully.

"It wouldn't hurt so much if you didn't remind me." Triton sighed. "I just thought I was in good shape for a triathlon."

"What about now?" Reid subconsciously asked.

"It hurt so much that I felt like a woman giving birth," Triton said. "It was multiples."

"The pain of childbirth is actually much more intense than what you feel now, but if you need to, you can try the Ramez breathing method to relieve the pain. It allows you to focus on the control of your breath and divert Pain, and moderately relax the muscles..."

"And then can you maintain your composure when labor pains occur with full confidence, so as to speed up the labor process and allow the baby to be born smoothly?" Triton said quietly, "Your joke is not funny at all."

And if you don't know what the Ramez breathing method is, you won't get a laugh at all.

"But I did effectively divert your attention," Reid said. "Do you still feel pain?"

"I really want to answer that you are not in pain. The fact is that I am in pain and I want to roll." Triton laughed, his fish tail curled up in the water, "The doctor said that I am recovering well, and I should be able to stand up when you come back Let's go." He looked down at the wound on his abdomen that had begun to scab, and said without guilt, "Anyway, he is an old friend. If I don't give him face, he will demolish my house. His manor has just been repaired, but it can't stand his toss."

Reid was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking about the opera, he hesitated for a while and agreed: "The work of BAU always doesn't come according to plan, so... I mean if I'm free..."

"Looks like I'm going to spend the next few days praying for the serial killers in the country to stop." Triton chuckled, "Although that sounds unlikely."

"I pray like this every day," Reid said, "but the files on JJ's desk are never missing."

"Praying to God is worse than praying to yourself." Triton lazily said, "Maybe it will be more useful."

"I'm just praying for Emily to come back soon." Reid rubbed his stomach, "I'm hungry."

"It doesn't feel good to hear you say that and I can't do anything." Triton sighed. "Although there is no way to give you a big meal, you can look through your bag. I put a few pieces of sugar in it."

Hearing this, Reid rummaged through his messenger bag, and sure enough, he found some beautifully packaged candies from the interlayer, "When did you put it in, why didn't I notice it at all?"

"It's called planning ahead my dear Dr. Reid," said Triton. "There's a lot you don't know."

"Sweets can bring satisfaction." Reid peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed a piece into his mouth, "Orange flavor, a bit sour, sour taste will stimulate the secretion of human saliva, thereby increasing appetite." His stomach growled in response to the situation Twice, to remind the owner that his stomach is empty and he is waiting for food.

"Then hurry up and find something to eat." Triton smiled, "I won't bother you."

"Well...you should also take a good rest," Reid said.

"Don't worry, Tom is as strict as a kindergarten mother in this respect, conscientious to the point of being annoying." Triton said, "Just contact me if you have anything to do, the Triton special line is always at your service."

"I'll be back as soon as possible." Reid said, "See you in Portland." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and looked up at the team members who opened the door.

"See you in Portland? Huh?" JJ smiled and handed the sandwich to Reid, "Aren't you planning to go back with us?"

"I will send the documents to be written by email." Reid chewed the candy in his mouth and swallowed it, and unwrapped the sandwich. "Call me if you have anything to do on the weekend."

"Garcia will be very sorry that you can't buy Gideon's wedding gift with her." Rossi opened the file and said while reading, "But I think she will understand."

"..." Morgan frowned and thought for a while, then patted Reid on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Be careful."

"I will." Reid nodded without knowing it, and took a bite of the sandwich.

With ham and eggs and cheese, it really can't be more satisfying in one bite.