Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

This is a very strange case, it seems not difficult at first glance, BAU's profile is accurate, and the prisoner was successfully caught - the 25-year-old low-level actor Berg Margaret, who pried open his mouth that he refused to admit and let the case be covered. The coffin was concluded, and the bodies of several long-missing victims were found.

But when Triton pointed to victims earlier than they knew, Garcia followed the line and found more victims, and more jaw-dropping things - the earliest recorded victims, already 20 years ago.

Apparently, their prisoner couldn't kill a teenage girl and brutally slash their faces and bodies at the age of five while he was acting in a grade-school play in faraway Brooklyn, New York.

Three young girls died in a row in a year. At that time, the police station was under considerable pressure. The case could be said to be a hot topic for a while, but as time passed, the murderer disappeared and stopped killing. More and bigger news attracted The attention of fickle people, and this "actor-killer" was quickly forgotten.

It appears the BAU is after more than one killer.

Rewind the time to less than one o'clock three hours ago, and the BAU team was discussing the case in the temporary office.

"The 18-year window period is not a short period of time." Emily smacked her lips, "Serial killers will not stop casually."

"Prisoned, injured, sent to a psychiatric hospital." Rossi listed several reasons for a serial killer to stop abruptly. "Garcia, I need a list of people who left a psychiatric hospital or prison some time before the crime."

"Yes, sir." Garcia said, "At your service anytime!"

"Then why does he need other people's help?" JJ frowned, "And his choice has also changed, from all young girls to vegetarians, unless all he cares about is the killing itself, otherwise he will never change the object like this. "

"Maybe his body wasn't strong enough to kill alone," Hotch said, looking exhausted from his overnight drive from Quantico. "Maybe he was wounded beyond repair, or he was just too old."

"The change of the target..." Morgan mused, "Maybe it wasn't his choice." He said, "I mean they are a combination, right? Choose the target, make a plan, carry out the killing, every process they Each does its job, one is completely behind the scenes, and the other executes it."

"I think I found something." Reid, who was busy looking at the photo of Lynn Antonia's body just dug out of the cemetery, suddenly said, "Look here, here, and here." He said on the photo Point out a few locations, "The knife marks are so deep that they leave marks on the bones, there are no repeated marks, and they are very crisp and neat."

"These positions are..." Rossi picked up the photo, "Arms and calves, neither are vital parts."

"But look at these places." Reid pointed to several other places, "The autopsy report showed that there were dense scars in these places, but there were almost no scars on the bones, and a few of them were scratched repeatedly. If you are proficient, you will never make such a mark."

"Chest and belly," Rossi said. "Two scars, two killers."

"One is proficient and the other is rusty," Morgan said.

"Well, master and apprentice, Berg Margaret is the apprentice in charge of execution." Reid said, "When the apprentice is caught by us..."

"Master will go find the next one—" Hotch saw the phone light up in the middle of the sentence, so he had to stand up and go out to answer the phone, while waving for others to continue the discussion.

"Of course he might find a way to rescue his apprentice." JJ continued Hotch's words, "if the apprentice is important enough."

"Perhaps that's why Berg Margaret has been refusing to confess about himself and his accomplices." Reid's eyes lit up, "If he had been promised that he would never be imprisoned or anything else, in exchange for his silence after being arrested .”

"Then the other party must have enough prestige to make people believe in his ability. The lower-level actors in Hollywood can't do this." Emily sighed, "And the real upper-level actors won't have anything to do with these young actors."

"Garcia, help me check the leading roles in Berg Margaret's plays, and cross-reference the relevant personnel in the case 20 years ago." Reid said, "Regardless of gender."

"Two lines parallel on the way~" Garcia clacked and tapped on the computer, "I'll call you back if I have any news."

Before the voice finished, she had already pressed the phone.

Hotch, who was almost on his feet, came back after answering the phone, his expression was very serious, "A female body was found in an alley in the downtown area, and another female victim was found in the alley last week, from the back. Wounded by a sharp blade, died of blood loss."

"Could it be...?" Emily asked, not finishing but everyone understood what she meant.

"It's hard to tell now." Hotch said, "Morgan, you and I will go to the scene to see, and the rest will continue to study the previous case."

Morgan nodded and stood up and followed Hotch out. The few people who stayed behind looked at each other, and after discussing a few words, they also stood up and went to work.

Two and a half hours later, Mr. Triton came to see his human and brought a large cup of coffee. At this time, Morgan and Hotch were investigating the murder scene - a narrow alley with bustling commercial areas on both sides, because the nearby There are a few restaurants here because of the serious accumulation of sewage and garbage, and the roads are in disrepair for a long time. Unless you are in a hurry, no one will choose to take a shortcut here.

The victim lay prone at the entrance of the alley. She must have experienced a very painful struggle before she died. Shocking traces of blood spread under her body.

"The attack was very straightforward." Morgan knelt down and looked at the wound on her back, "drawing out the knife, speeding up and stabbing it in directly without any hesitation." While talking, he made a gesture of holding the knife forward , "The forward speed will make the knife more powerful, and he also rotates the blade a little to cause more damage."

"He's very confident that someone will find this place at any time," Hotch said, picking up the top cigarette butt in the trash can. "Who would deliberately squash a cigarette and throw it in the trash?"

"The people who cleaned it up," Morgan replied. "The murderer cleaned it up." He lifted the corpse's arm carefully, picked up a piece of chewing gum, "and after stabbing the victim."

Otherwise this piece of gum will not appear under the corpse.

"He kills the victim, watches her die and cleans up her surroundings, and then walks away," Hotch said.

"But two in three weeks, his efficiency is really high." Morgan stood up, "What should we do?"

With the ongoing case on one side and the urgent new case on the other, Hotch thought for a moment and said, "You and Emily and JJ will assist the detectives in this case, and the other side will be handed over to us."

"Ok." Morgan shrugged and accepted his arrangement, "I'll let them know."

Two cases, challenges that BAU has never faced.

And at this time, Triton was really honestly soaking in the water and reviewing a lot of contracts as he said, the fish tail was resting on the steps of the swimming pool, flicking the tip of the tail to show that the owner was not very happy He doesn't like to study the human relations behind these documents, and he doesn't want to think about which company he wants to support to annex each other. The joy of Siren's life is to swim in the deep sea and make love with his own human beings, not with documents. It's right to consume raw fish.

It's just that... Triton figured out the funds needed to support his own humans, and then he cheered up and fought against the contracts.

Although the FBI has few vacations, he can look forward to traveling around the world. The manor in England has just been repaired, but weeds are still growing quietly in France and Germany. During the winter break, we must also prepare for sea cruises. Humans have nothing to do. The way is to swim freely in the water like a sea monster.

Speaking of which, the small island that I fell in love with a long time ago can also be bought. By the way, I can also renovate the surrounding islands together. If it is fast, it will be completed before next summer.

There are also a few original books that Reid mentioned. It seems that the auction house has news recently. After completing these two transactions, it will happen to have some relationship with a few film and television companies in the UK. Maybe we can talk more about Doctor Who?

Anyway, costumes are sometimes secretly taken out for auction, so it's better to give him a cheap one and get a favor.

The pen tapped rhythmically on the hair a few times, and landed on the paper to draw smooth and round handwriting.

Triton squinted his eyes and hummed an unknown tune, and flicked his fishtail a few times to the beat, indicating that the master's mood was gradually getting better as the weather turned sunny.

Hurry up and finish work to see his human beings. I don't know if I have a good meal tonight, so I just brought some supper to take a look.

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Greg·Davy walked on the road in a trance, he was not fully awake yet, or the surprise made him wish he had to wake up.

The desperate attempt actually succeeded, and soon he could really walk into the crew of "The Knights", wearing gorgeous costumes to play his favorite role.

Although he feels a little sorry for the person who was robbed of his role, he doesn't feel any guilt.

The opponent's skills are inferior to others, so why should he apologize.

Three days later, he received an invitation from the crew, and at the same time, the crew released the fixed-makeup photos of the members of the Knights on social platforms.

A paladin in golden armor, a mermaid-like roaring Zephyr, a warlock in black-robed assassin leather armor, an orc prince half-naked boldly, the only female puppeteer with blond hair and blue eyes, dark skirts layered like cakes, and lace ribbons entangled At the fingertips, it is connected to the broken puppet in his arms. The black gauze hat half covers his face, and the red lips are slightly hooked with the shyness of a girl and the charm of a mature woman.

Greg·Davy was in a daze, looking at the perfectly curved lips like rose petals, and the emerald green eyes like branches and leaves after rain, like a gardener seeing a rare rose and can't move his eyes anymore.

This is... the best sacrifice.