Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

Triton originally booked a honeymoon suite at one of the best hotels in Las Vegas, but the suite had been lent to Neal Caffrey and his cat detective three hours ago as a temporary headquarters, so he had to I booked another suite on the same floor a little farther away, and specially asked the waiter to prepare a candlelight dinner on the terrace.

He thought it would be a good night today.

Although soon he would regret why he didn't take Reid to live in his very romantic villa with an outdoor swimming pool.

But for now, allow him to enjoy this leisure time a little bit.

I made a phone call to Neal Caffrey's good friend Mozzie and asked him to inform the FBI agents where to gather. Triton has no habit of storing irrelevant personnel numbers in his mobile phone, especially the current supervision of the former partner who has separated the relationship 800 years ago. person's number.

Reid bought a cone on the street and handed it to Triton. The two threw the car on the street and the other walked on the busy streets of Las Vegas with a cone. The weather is getting worse in mid-September and October. It was so hot, Triton took off his coat and put it on his hand, loosened his tie a little bit to reveal his clean collarbone, and followed the young man walking beside him with his gaze.

his human.

He sighed contentedly, feeling that there was nothing more beautiful than this.

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"I found the trace of Neal Caffrey." Peter Burke hurried into the office, the mobile phone in his hand was still on, "Where are you again?" He said and pressed the mobile phone to the speaker.

"Don't make me repeat nonsense, Detective Kitty! You can't track me!" The man on the phone spoke lightly and slyly, and quickly repeated an address, "Neal will be in this room tonight, and he has The bug is still under surveillance, you better be careful!"

Garcia quickly hacked into the hotel's intranet system based on the address he reported, and called up the registration records of the corresponding room, "Aha, a honeymoon suite for [-] dollars a night, and a candlelight dinner is booked, they actually have the top black truffle And foie gras, wow, and red wine, do you want to know how much a bottle will cost?"

"Okay BabyGirl, tell us who booked the room," Morgan said, "Don't add to my hatred of the rich."

"My poor chocolate sweetheart." Garcia giggled, "It's our old acquaintance, don't be too surprised."

Talking about Triton's ID photo popping up on the screen, and the identity information left in the online booking, "I also found out that he booked another room on the same floor, using our little doctor's ID." She tapped keyboard, the surveillance photo of Triton and Reid opening the room together popped up on the screen, "He didn't tell me they came to Las Vegas."

"You know them?" Peter Burke asked.

"This is Dr. Reid, one of our team members, who is currently on leave due to injury." Hotch briefly introduced, "This is Mr. Triton, Reid's...boyfriend."

"I'm more curious about him now," Emily pointed to Triton's face-to-face, "and him," she then pointed to Neal Caffrey, "how did they get together."

"It's time to ask the insider." Peter Burke dialed back the phone that had been hung up at some point, "Mozzie and Neal are very close, you should know how they met."

"Don't try to take more things out of my mouth!" Mozzie absolutely resisted Peter Burke's inquiry, "I am his loyal comrade-in-arms!"

"Brother-in-arms?" Rossie chewed the word, "Have you committed crimes together?"

"Hey! Watch your words!" Mozzie yelled angrily, and then said deflatedly, "He's not interested in our little fight, he just likes Neal's work, so he keeps saying when Neal thinks he can go to him after he has washed his hands."

As well as helping them sweep their tails a few times to get invitations to some receptions, there is no need to say such things.

"From the surveillance, they should meet here." Garcia rummaged through the surveillance and said, it happened to be the scene in the bar, "The two sitting in the back should be the prisoners." She zoomed in on the surveillance screen carefully Adjust Clarity to make blurry images as clear as possible.

It was a man in his 50s, with a big aquiline nose and an extremely gloomy complexion. He was tall and burly. Beside him was a Mexican-looking woman in red, probably in her 20s, who had been sitting The man next to him lowered his head slightly.

"The leader." Morgan pointed to the man, "The follower." This time it was the woman. "They sent Caffrey to do it. It's hard for us to catch the current one."

"The most important thing is what did they do to make Caffrey." JJ frowned, "I searched all the materials of where they committed the crime, and found no suspicious cases."

"Wait until night," Hotch said, "go over early in batches, so as not to startle the snake."

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Neal Caffrey is arranging his clothes, suit, tie, and hat. Everything is perfect. His shirt is well ironed, there is no wrinkle in the corners, and his shoes are polished. There is also a cup of strong coffee and a piece of bread on the table, freshly baked with a warm aroma.

Of course he couldn't do all of this, he looked at the woman behind him who was busy tidying up the desk through the mirror.

She is really beautiful, with long black hair, big eyes, dark skin that is healthy and full of vitality, and deep dimples on her cheeks when she smiles, she looks like a little girl who has not experienced much in the world.

"What's the matter with you? Keep looking at me." Sensing Neal Caffrey's gaze, the woman raised her head and looked at him. Her voice was also very pleasant, with a bit of coquettish charm.

"It's nothing." Neal Caffrey turned his gaze back to himself, removed his tie and tied a more complicated and formal Windsor knot, "Thank you for helping me iron my shirt, Miss Dana."

He heard the man keep calling her Dana, but he didn't know what the surname was, so he called her that too.

"I should do it." The woman said, "You have to work to get paid, and I should thank you." She put down the book in her hand and walked behind Neal Caffrey, wrapping her arms around his body from behind, "Thank you for your hard work." gone."

"I don't have any other choice, do I?" Neal Caffrey broke free from her embrace without a trace, and sneered, "But I'm glad to see Don has no money."

Don was the third member of the gang. He was partnered with Neal in the last case. That irritable and psychopathic man was unbearable. If Neal Caffrey hadn't had a fast enough mind, he would be in a federal prison now.

But compared to a woman who seems to have a crush on him and watches him all the time, it doesn't seem much better.

Thinking about the terrible scene he had inadvertently spied on, Neal Caffrey sighed, feeling that the road ahead would be difficult.

"It's time for me to go." Neal Caffrey tugged on his tie, turned and walked out, the leader of the gang - a man named Bard will send him to his destination.

"He's really funny, isn't he?" Dana watched him leave, leaning on the table and expressing emotion with the tip of her tongue slowly licking the corners of her lips, "Sweetboy."

"It's really sweet." The man's voice sounded rough and full of interest.

Like a cat that has seen interesting prey.

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Triton arrived at the hotel with Reid just before nightfall, and his timing was perfect just as Neal Caffrey got out of the car, trying to talk the other man out of following.

Whether to help, or whether it will be exciting to watch more here, Triton struggled for a while, and Reid has already taken the initiative to go up.

Don't look at Dr. Reid's face will be flushed by teasing most of the time. Most of the time, his emotions are simple and clear at a glance, but when he really needs it, his acting skills are still very online, especially when he sees that the situation there seems to be not very good. Neal Caffrey's shoulder was naturally hooked between the electric turns.

"I'm so glad to see you here." He tried to control his tone to be more cheerful, "You seem to have brought a friend?"

"Too many people can't be fun." Triton pulled his human from behind and pulled him back into his arms, raising his brows like a slutty man, "but adding one more is still acceptable."

As he spoke, he glanced at the man standing behind Neal Caffrey with meaningful eyes—he was tall, with gray temples, and looked a little taller than Neal Caffrey, and the hand on his shoulder was broad and powerful, with prominent veins.

"It looks pretty good." He chuckled and pulled the man's neckline, "I haven't played with such an old man before."

I've only played with Reid.He silently added a sentence in his heart.

And only played it once.

Want to play a second time tonight.

Neal Caffrey watched the man's face change from white to black, and then from black to green, and said in a good mood: "He is just a friend who sent me here, friend."

"Are you sure he doesn't want to hang out?" Triton asked. "It would be fun."

"No...no need." The man said with a stiff neck, took two steps back and got back into the car, "I'll pick you up when it's over."

The car roared and sped away before the voice even got out of the car.

"Let's go?" Triton took Neal Caffrey upstairs with a smile, "Enjoy it." He took the small bug from the other party's shirt pocket and stuffed it into a special dragon leather pocket. For the next period of time, high-definition uncensored high-fidelity audio with various plays is played to the person on the other side.

"You too." Neal Caffrey waved at them, not seeing the two people who had kissed before entering the door, turned his head and swiped the door, Kara opened the closed door, Peter must be going crazy after losing contact for so long.

"..."

"........."

"........."

Behind the door, BAU looked at the two people behind Neal Caffrey who were inseparably kissing each other, his expression was blank.