Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

From the heart, Triton is too lazy to get involved in those troublesome things. The sea monsters have always been lazy, and the racial nature cultivated by the freedom in the sea for thousands of years makes most of them turn a blind eye to those things. After laying down the rules, as long as you don't brazenly offend yourself, you will raise your hand and let it go. If you have time to compete with those idiots, you might as well go to an opera.

This has also led to the fact that although a certain fish is indeed powerful, very few people have seen him except those who are really at the top, and are often ignored in the sea of ​​people as ordinary people.

But now that BAU has been involved in this case, he has to find a way to settle this matter nicely for the good of his own humanity, no, a call summoned the little bat who was dealing with the wizard riots on the other side of the United States, Let him follow the BAU to protect its safety and provide some clues by the way—if he doesn't do well, throw him to Africa to open up wasteland.

The next day, just after getting off the plane, the dusty little bat stood in the hotel with a disheveled face before he even had time to change his clothes. He waved his hand, "Hi, what a coincidence."

"Triton called you over?" Hotch glanced at the creases on his clothes that he tried to smooth out but still stubbornly, and the messy hair, "I remember you were not..."

"Historical Site Protection and Restoration Team." Little Bat hurriedly stopped him, secretly praying that his unreliable master would leave Ruanxiang quickly to rescue him, otherwise he would really be horrified by this group of skilled artisans The detectives even stripped away the boss.

As if hearing his inner prayer, Triton knocked on the door slowly and walked into the room, followed by Reid, who was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes - it's really not his fault, Triton didn't know he ate something wrong yesterday What kind of medicine pulled him to toss until the sky turned white before he stopped, if it wasn't for the siren being gentle most of the time and not overdoing it, he would not have walked in by himself but would have been lying on the bed and couldn't get up.

"Charles' family has been involved in related business before, and I can help you contact some people." Triton explained why he called the young bat all the way over, "By the way, it will be more convenient to take him along."

The related businesses he mentioned are the ones mentioned yesterday that can buy and sell various things, including human life. Triton has dealt with people who do these businesses before, and they have some kind of friendship-the kind in the sense of unilateral suppression .It's just that I promised Reid that I didn't do anything illegal and disciplined, and I'm always embarrassed to expose those not-so-glorious pasts generously.

"I'll try my best to help you get in touch." Charles also knew all the tricks in his boss's belly, so he agreed, found a seat for himself, sat down and raised one leg, "How many people are willing to sell after all these years?" My face will not be sure."

"I trust you fully." Triton smiled and winked at him. "Mr. Louis."

The expression on Charles' face froze, like a cat that had been poked in a sore foot and was unable to refute, and it took a few seconds before he curled up his neck pitifully, "I'm not Louis anymore."

"Tom will be glad you recognized the reality." Triton shrugged nonchalantly, and sat down on the other side with Reid in his arms.

It is said that there is still a week left for the holiday, but with his human nature, how could he be able to rest leisurely in front of the case, and Triton forcibly pulled him away yesterday just as a show so as not to be dragged too deeply by the case.

Such a large-scale transaction involving various buying and selling relationships, the relationship behind it is intricate and complicated, even if Triton gets involved, it will still be a headache for two days.

But it was just a headache for two days.

"After investigating this case, don't go any further." He seriously warned the detectives present. It should be lucky that Neal Caffery left the hotel early in the morning and went back to fool the criminals. Nine will cause a lot of trouble.

"I see." Hotch nodded and promised. He is not a fool, and he would not risk his life to do something that would hit a rock with a pebble. But if he doesn't continue to investigate, it doesn't mean that he can't file a report to apply for higher-level assistance and treatment. The solutions are all thought up by people.

Triton doesn't mind whether he will report to the higher authorities, and in the end, he will be silently suppressed and then give a seemingly perfect solution-do you think these things can exist without the shadow of the government behind them?

Charles made several phone calls on the spot, using either French or German, and the tone of voice was not very good. Some of them turned into quarrels, and then they would be hung up without even saying goodbye. So many calls passed. Finally, there was a phone call that seemed to have some good news, he chatted with the other party for a while before hanging up, and said: "As for the internal organs, there is indeed news of a new product, but it is not the fresh product you imagined. "

He paused and organized his language before explaining: "What they sell is a special finished product, the main material is the dried and dehydrated human internal organs into powder, and then mixed with some drugs and the like, which are especially good for the physique. It is very addictive to people, and the price is... an ounce." He gestured.

"It's so expensive!" Morgan frowned, "It's almost more expensive than the equivalent value of gold."

"Things that have been stained with human life are never cheap." Triton laughed lazily, "And after drying and dehydration, there is no guarantee that there will be one-third of a pound left. Those people don't want to lose money."

"In fact, the human body will shrink very much after dehydration." Reid said, "Every organ in the human body contains a considerable amount of water storage to maintain normal cell metabolism, so once it is dried... it is estimated that one-fifth will lose water. There won't be any left."

"So the price is not so outrageous." Triton added, "If it were me, I would at least double the price."

"What we have to do now is find out where they killed people," Hotch said. "Otherwise we can't convict without evidence, and don't forget what a good lawyer they have."

"You mean Howar Kellogg?" Triton evoked a subtle smile, "He does have some tricks, but I will try my best to make sure he doesn't use them."

After discussing the plan in the hotel all morning, they left the hotel in batches in disguise. Triton and Reid also pretended to be nonchalant and got into the long-awaited luxury car from the main entrance, leading the people behind them around a few times. Then walk away.

……

"If you want to ask, you can ask." Triton played with a strand of Reid's hair. Reid's hair, which has not been cut for a while, is almost growing to his shoulders. Demon's favorite type.

"This time the prisoner..." Reid frowned and didn't know how to ask, "Is it...just like you..."

"Same as me?" Triton laughed out loud, "Then you think too highly of them."

"But you guessed it right, none of them are human." He rubbed the human hair and explained, "They are a kind of creature called Weisen, and there are many other types below, um... For example, you are in Remember that police chief you met in Portland?"

Reid quickly recalled the handsome man, "Mr. Sean Renard?".

"Yes, he is a half-witch, and his mother is a witch, a race proficient in potions and minor spells." Triton said, "There are many such races, and a large part of them are of animal blood, which makes them preserve They are quite wild, that is to say, they will hunt and kill human beings, even though they have been banned countless times, their instincts are always hard to resist."

"So this time..." Reid asked.

"That Bard, it should be Geier, they are basically the only ones in Weisen who can do human body business, it can be said that they are the only monopoly industry, that kind of human body products are good for all carnivorous Weisen Things." Triton recalled the characteristics of several people he had met, "That lawyer is a Ziegevolk, they can secrete a hypnotic hormone to guide others to follow themselves, the Kellogg family is very good at using this method , I remember he had a cousin who was a lawyer in Portland, and he ended up messing with Green, poor guy."

"Green?" Reid caught another word he hadn't heard before.

"Green is the one who hunts Wesen specifically. You know there are always Wesen who are not so willing to obey the law, and ordinary humans can't deal with them, so the royal family hired them to hunt and kill Wesen to maintain their rule." Triton explained Admire your own human changing look.

"Royal family?!" Reid's eyes widened. "You mean those in Europe?!"

"Yes, hundreds of years ago they were still very powerful, but recently they have fallen." Triton said with a smile, "Charles was also a royal family before, but the unlucky one." He kissed Reid With a smile on his cheek, "Do you want to guess who it is? He is quite young."

In fact, needless to say, Reid, who is quite curious, has already guessed on his own, Charles... the royal family...

He suddenly heard the casual mention of Louis by Triton, and then contacted the young vampire's unusually fluent French, and was taken aback.

"He...he is!" Reid was so shocked that he could hardly speak. "Isn't he... already dead?! Now his heart is still preserved in St. Denis Cathedral."

"It's just a cover-up." Triton shrugged, not stealing the guilt of other princes at all, "It's the only time in Tom's life that he begged me to find a reliable housekeeper, so I helped him out."

During the French Revolution, the old butler Tom was kicked out of the manor and escaped death. After Triton saved him, he did not hesitate to sell the rest of his life to ask the other party to save a person——Louis Charles, who was only ten years old at the time, and the son of Louis XVI. The only son, the former crown prince of France, and a prisoner after the Great Revolution.

For this reason, Triton had to use a little bit of his own little relationship to replace the dying and skinny little poor man with another corpse without anyone noticing. He went to meet his parents when he was young.

Later, Charles, who was originally going to be adopted by ordinary people in the United States, stayed by Triton's side and grew up with the old housekeeper. With the passage of time, the terrible psychological shadow he had when he was a child has basically healed, and An Anxin is ready to pick up the old man at any time. Steward's class.

Another good bat.

"Okay, I can talk to him more when I have time. He is very happy to recall his childhood before the age of four with others." Triton said, taking the impacted Reid into his arms, "After all, there is no one else but him. I am willing to say good things about Louis XVI and his wife."

Of course, I will let him have no time.

A certain sea monster thought secretly in his heart.