Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

"Hey, Garcia," Reid said.

"Hey, Reid." The voice of their BabyGirl on the other end of the phone seemed to be about to cry.

"Where's the Garcia 'Hello'?" Reid asked, curling his lips.

"I'm not in the mood to put you in danger..." Garcia sighed softly, "You'll be fine, right?".

"Garcia..." Reid didn't answer her directly, but said, "Can you do something for me?"

"Of course." Garcia replied without hesitation, "Anything."

"Uh...I...I know I can't call my mom, it'll alarm the people in her nursing home..." Reid hesitated, "But I...I..."

"What do you need me to do?" Garcia asked.

"Can you record her a speech for me? Just in case something happens to me," Reid said.

"No Reid," Garcia said, "You'll be fine, you'll find out who did it, we'll get the germs under control, Gideon's wedding is two weeks away, we can't do without you .”

"I hope so too." Reid smiled, feeling his throat dry and itchy, and he couldn't help tugging at his neckline. "I just hope that if she doesn't get what she wants, she can still hear my voice."

"...Ok, wait for me." Garcia turned on the recording software on the computer, suppressing the tears that began to flow out of her eyes, "Okay."

"..." Reid's lips trembled, but he couldn't think of how to start. After a few seconds of pause, he said, "Hey, Mom."

At the very old-fashioned beginning, he tried his best to keep his tone light. This might be the last voice he left in this world, and he didn't want to be too sad.

"I just want... I want to tell you that I love you very much." He is not a person who is good at expressing emotions, but he felt his throat choked up and couldn't speak, so he had to cough twice to relieve his emotions Then he continued, "And... every day in the past, I am very proud to be your son... I..."

He blinked hard to control the emotions that began to flood, he dared not speak, for fear that if he uttered a sound, it would be a mournful cry.

"Reid?" Garcia called out to him worriedly.

"I..." Reid opened his mouth, glanced at the ambulance personnel who were gesturing to him and was about to enter the door, and said while hiding his emotions, "I have to hang up, that's all."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone. Now his throat is dry and sore, like fireworks burning all the way from his throat into his lungs, and he broke out in cold sweat when he was gasping for pain. He refused to inject painkillers, and he promised never to Would touch something like this again - promised himself.

The pain made his brain a mess, and his running speed was many times slower than usual. Fortunately, the ambulance personnel successfully found the antidote based on his profile of the antidote's location. After searching the room to help the team locate the murderer, he was arrested Heavily armed paramedics were pulled outside the house to disinfect and then sent to the ambulance.

His lungs were burning with pain. He opened his mouth to comfort the worried medical staff and ask about the progress of the case, but he realized that he didn't know what he was talking about, and his face twitched uncontrollably. He coughed twice, and tasted the fishy-sweet taste in his mouth.

The toxin first affected the lungs, and then quickly spread to affect the parietal lobe, impairing the language function, followed by the inability to control the facial muscles, declaring his dangerous situation.

He closed his eyes, suddenly a little regretful that he didn't talk to Triton more last night, and a little glad that he didn't easily agree to the other party's pursuit, otherwise he might have caused more harm to the other party.

If something really happened to me, now Triton will be sad and sad, but the love that has not been in love with each other is just a castle in the air, maybe a month, maybe a year, and one day the other party will let him go Go to the deepest part of memory and find another person who can be with you for a lifetime.

The pain came and went violently, and he wanted to stay awake, but he gradually fell into a dark coma amidst uncontrollable coughing.

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Triton's complexion changed, and the sudden pain in his heart made him almost unsteady in an instant, and the screaming of the strange little thing beside him made his head hurt, even though he was only thanks to it for only a few seconds. Standing downstairs in the hospital from Hollywood, he also wanted to wring the other's head off and throw it on Draco Malfoy's fake smiling face.

"Get out!" He gritted his teeth and forced out a sentence. He leaned on the wall for a while before he could barely get used to the pain—the pain that came from the innermost part of his body, as if it was going to tear him in half. , mixed with the panic of losing something more precious than life, he couldn't help crying.

The strange creature called the house-elf around him disappeared in place with its scream, and Triton had to use a little of the "little ability" of the siren to walk out of the corner of the hospital as if nothing had happened. He didn't need to go Inquire about the location of his human beings, at this time the Siren's intuition is a better positioning system than anything else.

There is a hint of madness in his eyes, and the bright blue behind his ears is more gorgeous than ever. If something happens to his humans, the furious sea monster will probably take this city and even this city with him at all costs. The country was buried with him.

Starting from the deepest part of the seabed, the sea water began to oscillate uncomfortably.

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"At this time, I really feel that I have saved the whole of America." Waving the magic wand to stun the people in the emergency room, and skillfully implanting a flawless new memory, he opened the door and let Triton in. The Siren's wizard subordinate sighed with emotion While walking wisely, he exited the emergency room after finishing his work.

If he hadn't reacted in time and sneaked into the team of medical staff in the middle of the road, he secretly used his barely-qualified medical spell to hang the life of Dr. Reid, and the United States would probably be a vast ocean by now.

But it's just hanging. The magic spells and potions that wizards can use on ordinary humans have strict usage standards. Powerful healing spells are too much for ordinary humans, and potions are definitely too late to boil now. The rest are even worse. It is the far water that cannot save the near fire, but he believes that the sea monster must have its own way to save people, after all, Triton is "that gentleman".

Hundreds of years ago, the great dark devil who had a reputation as "You-know-who" at all, how could the little germs made by Muggles be difficult for him.

Triton's subordinates always have a kind of fascination with him.

But Triton does have his own method, as long as human beings are half breathed, they can save people intact.

A method that can only be used once in a lifetime.

The subordinates who had used instigmatism on the doctor told Triton that because Reid was scratched by a rose bush, the germs directly entered the blood and spread very quickly, which has already caused a certain degree of damage to the brain. Even if it can be cured later, it will definitely With serious sequelae, it may even accompany Reid for a lifetime.

The moment he saw his human being lying on the rescue table, he understood where the pain in his heart came from. That human being was the life of the sea monster, and his heart screamed to dedicate his life to his human being.

There is a record in the East that people who eat shark meat can live longer.

The so-called sharks are the sea monsters of the Eastern lineage, and the flesh and blood of the sea monsters can adjust their human beings to the best state. They cannot live the dead, but they can have flesh and bones, in order to make human beings longer and longer. lifespan.

Of course, this is a special ritual that will only be performed on their humans, otherwise the sea monster's flesh and blood will only make people die faster.

Triton carefully brushed away Reid's messy brown hair, took off his breathing mask, and leaned over to kiss his human lips reverently. There was no blood on the pale human lips, but they were full of blood when touched. Full of bloody smell.

His ears became fin-shaped, bright blue scales climbed and spread on his skin, his pupils narrowed and deepened, and the color of his eyes almost turned into a bottomless dark blue ink.

Triton had no time to savor the taste of this kiss, his spirit entangled and wrapped the silent soul of human beings in a coma, frowning and biting the tip of his tongue cruelly, concentrating on feeding the blood of the sea monster to his human beings.

This process is very happy and wonderful. Somehow, he has established a closer connection with his human beings, just like no matter how many years the migratory birds come and go, the fish migrate repeatedly, and the butterflies travel thousands of miles from generation to generation. Human beings turned into his magnetic field, clearly leading his direction.

But at the same time, this process is very painful. Every drop of blood is like a piece of flesh peeled off from his heart, taking away a lot of his vitality. The feeling of weakness is accompanied by blood loss, which is more terrifying than any serious injury. At the end of the ceremony, his suit was drenched in cold sweat, his eyes turned black and he had to lean against the wall to barely stand, he could barely make his ears into human appearance, the scales were covered by wet black hair, This eased some of his predicament.

Triton waved his hands and asked his subordinates to come in and help him out. By the way, he woke up the comatose medical staff and resumed the monitoring. As soon as the door of the emergency room was closed, the medical staff inside found that Reid's vital signs miraculously began to recover. It was stable, and after thinking about it under great joy, it could only be attributed to the fact that the antidote just injected had worked.

The BAU team is busy catching the murderer, and there is no one outside the rescue. Triton sat by the wall and buried his head in his knees to resist the weakness caused by the loss of vitality. He had better recover his siren posture immediately and pass out in the sea water For the past few days, however, without seeing his human beings, how could he lose consciousness with peace of mind.

The wizard's subordinates maintained a translucent presence and stood in the corner ready to support the unconscious master. At the same time, they screamed in their hearts to tell others to hurry up and prepare extra-large fish tanks and clean sea water from the Aegean Sea in the hospital. The voice was shrill. The Miss Witch (Hexenbiest) who was in charge of arranging the wards on the top floor frowned, and cut off the telepathy.

These wizards are just not reliable.

"The murderer..." Triton hesitated for a while before speaking, his voice was weak and uncontrollable.

And the icy coldness of the mountain and the rain.

"The U.S. government seems to be trying to shield him." The wizard bowed, "They seem to be very interested in the research of that virus."

"Do you think I need to talk to the president in person?" Triton looked up at him.

His eyes were still extremely dark blue, which made the wizard hang his head and respectfully said: "I will solve it."

"Let him have a good taste of his masterpiece." Triton chuckled twice, with a very cold and creepy tone, "Don't die so happily."

"Yes." The wizard hung his head lower, as if taking endless interest in the hospital floor.

Half an hour later, Reid was finally sent out of the emergency room. His face was pale and blood-stained, but in Triton's eyes, he was more beautiful than anyone else.

He breathed a sigh of relief and lost consciousness amidst the exclamation of the medical staff.