Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

Garcia found what they needed. Even if it is an anonymous website, a clever hacker can always get the information they want. Otherwise, you would think how did so many human flesh news come from.

However, they failed to arrest the murderer. After realizing that he could not escape the law, the man chose to shoot himself in front of his beloved son's grave. As he said, he could never forgive the police in his life. He did not believe in the police. How could he allow himself to fall into their hands?

Lillian Needham was found in the basement of the murderer's house. The girl was terrified and unconscious, and was sent to the ambulance dying.

It all started because of a campus bullying decades ago. The sick and excellent student became the after-school pastime of the bad kids. No one thought that the random pushing made him fall from the upstairs. Although he did not die, he Also became a vegetable.

The police regarded this incident as an accident, and the children were all minors, so they paid some money and left the police station unscathed, without even leaving a criminal record. Unable to bear the blow and depressed, he finally jumped down from the tall building.

What's more unfortunate is that the parents of those bad boys are quite powerful, forcing him to change jobs several times until he finally moved out of that place with his son.

He worked hard, changed his son to the best medicine and the best doctor, took care of him carefully every day, and prayed for a miracle to appear one day. He was very persistent. One year, two years, even ten years later, he did not give up, but he His son was unwilling to wait any longer, and suddenly left quietly one day, breaking free from this broken body and going to the kingdom of heaven.

So the father who was left behind collapsed. At first he tried to join some mutual aid groups to relieve his grief, but to no avail. The despair in the mutual aid groups only made him go more and more extreme, and the flame of revenge blazed in his heart.

Since the law can't give him justice, he has no choice but to punish the evil by himself. He wants to let those people suffer the same pain as himself.

Death can only be a beautiful ending, and he wants those people to live in regret for the rest of their lives.

But... those people are already dead. A few years ago, they were drunk and drove into a truck. Several people in the car died on the spot.

His father's anger had nowhere to vent, and it burned him to the point of madness, until he saw the "want to kill him" message sent by someone in the chat room, and typed a reply by accident.

"Want to make him suffer more?"

The other party chatted with him privately and replied "Yes".

The address and person are all provided by the other party, and he will start after confirming that they are correct. Some children are still very young and have not done anything bad, begging him to let go, but his son has not done anything bad, someone comes Forgive him?

As long as he thinks this way, his heart that has just softened will harden again.

He found a new direction in life, and he was sure that this was the mission God entrusted to him.

Although everything is exposed sooner than he expected, death is not the end, just a reunion.He pulled the trigger with a smile on his face, and recalled that day more than ten years ago, when his wife was preparing breakfast, he was reading the newspaper, and his son was carrying a schoolbag and took a piece of bread to go to school, they kissed each other on the cheek, no one knew what happened. Will be the last time we meet.

They are all smiling.

how beautiful...

Reid wrote the last word of the report and sighed tiredly. He doesn't like cases involving campus bullying, especially this kind of campus bullying case involving old people. After a few days, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and he just wanted to lie in bed Get a good night's sleep.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days, and old things would come back to him in his dreams from time to time, disturbing him from sleeping peacefully.

Today is the fifth day of Triton's trip to Europe. Although he doesn't know why he has to count the days, Triton will not come back early just because he misses him. Quantico still only has the lights on the first floor of the BAU.

He had no strength to go downstairs and drive home, so he had to call and ask Triton's driver to pick him up. The tall, strong, and somewhat menacing young man looked more like a thug than a driver, but his words were Light and thin, it will blush when you are in a hurry, and it is very stable to drive.

In this kind of exhaustion, having a car that is on call and can guarantee safety is really a happier thing. Reid almost collapsed on the seat as soon as he got in the car, and sighed deeply.

He felt a little hungry, but recalled the inventory of the refrigerator at home and found that there was nothing to eat. After thinking about it, he gave up the plan to get off the car halfway to buy something, and all he wanted was to lie down on the soft bed at home and sleep until the end of time. .

So when Triton quietly opened the bedroom door with the chill of the night, what he saw was Reid, who was curled up in the quilt and slept unknowingly. A bunch of soft human hair curled up, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand Fiddled a bit.

Reid frowned and rubbed his brows, as if aware of someone coming in, struggling to wake up from his sleep, Triton patted his back and said a few words of comfort in a warm voice, the familiar breath and familiar voice quickly made Reid Putting down the plan of waking up, he buried his head and fell asleep.

very cute.

Triton pressed the corners of his lips unconsciously, took off his coat and trousers and threw them on the ground, lifted the quilt and rubbed in, stretched out his hand to embrace his human being, buried it on Reid's shoulder, and took a deep breath. Tone, I just felt my tense nerves relax instantly.

my human...

He repeated in his heart contentedly, closed his eyes and whispered "good night" softly.

The next day when Reid woke up, it was already mid-sun and the blanket was so warm that he didn’t even want to open his eyes even if his stomach was empty. He smelled the aroma of bread, which is only freshly baked. The taste should come from the newly purchased oven at home, and he can trace the outline of the bread in his mind even with his eyes closed.

Soft, chubby, inlaid with raisins and nuts, cut into slices and sandwiched with jam, when eating, Triton will deliberately cut off the outermost hard edge, steaming hot with a cup of coffee, a whole The spirit of the day will be good.

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Reid's dizzy head barely cleared up and realized something was wrong, and finally struggled to pull away the eyelids that were eager to stick together, and stared at the ceiling above his head for a long time before he woke up and reacted, turned over and stumbled off the bed Run out of the bedroom.

"Are you awake?" The man who was putting the bread on the dining table smiled gently, even wearing a small apron with ruffled leaves did not damage his charm at all, but added a soft and lustful feeling, "It's really unique Welcome."

Triton smiled and looked around Reid from head to toe, his eyes swept over the other's blown hair, messy shirt, flip flops on his feet, and lingered on the gun in his hand for a few seconds. Before turning red, she stepped forward and gave him a shallow kiss.

"I thought it was an intruder." Reid put the gun back in place and said na na.

"Intruders can't get in." Triton chuckled, hugging his own human, "I miss you so much." After finishing speaking, he looked at Reid with bright and expectant eyes.

"I...me too..." Unsurprisingly, Reid retreated under those soft and twinkling dog eyes, and while reaching out to stroke the other's hair, he stammered, "I miss you too .”

Although he was still a bit shy, he was able to express his heart frankly now. He hugged Triton and kissed him seriously on the lips.

"Welcome back."

But after the sticky meal, Reid realized that today is not a rest day, and he still has to go to work.

"I'm helping you with a leave of absence," Triton said. "You need to rest."

"I'm fine." Reid frowned.

"But yesterday was not good at all." Triton looked pointedly at Reid's dark circles, which were heavier than when he just left, "You are not suitable for work today."

"Yesterday was indeed..." Reid admitted that his state yesterday was at the bottom, "Today is no problem."

"You can't feel it." Triton reached out and tapped Reid's forehead, "but I can feel it."

In terms of emotional perception, no one can compare with sea monsters. Just like humans can distinguish the nuances in ups and downs, Triton can also distinguish the differences in joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

There is a faint negative emotion lingering in his human heart. It is only a small trace now, but it is very active. It only needs a little help and it can grow rapidly until it completely devours people.

In this case, he doesn't trust his human beings to contact those bad cases.

Of course, he could have eaten that emotion, but Reid resisted that approach.

In fact Triton knew what he was talking about when he said Reid, and maybe one day he'd have to rely on Triton for peace because of a case, but that wasn't right now.

He can handle his emotions.

So that day, Reid still couldn't beat Triton, so he could only spend a day of doing nothing at home.

By the way, they finally finished watching the Doctor Who movie that they had been dating for a long time.

congratulations.

A few days later, the date on the calendar came to October 27th. On this day [-] years ago, a baby boy was born in Las Vegas. His father was a lawyer and his mother taught English at the university. Literature, they love this child, wishing they could hold the whole world in front of him.

"Happy birthday." Triton opened the indigo jewelry box, a ring shining in the velvet, plain and simple style, with light blue scattered on plain silver, like a winding blue sea.

"I sincerely ask you..." The sea monster knelt on one knee and carefully put the ring on his human hand, "In the years to come, spend time with me."

He raised his head, his gray-blue eyes were shining like stars.

Reid heard Garcia and the others laughing and cooing, and the traffic and horses whizzed by outside the window, but only those eyes that seemed to burn his sanity were left in his eyes.

He heard himself answer "yes, ido." The corners of his mouth could not stop rising, and finally settled in a silly arc.

But that's okay, Triton doesn't have a very bright smile either.

Today, 27 years later, he is an FBI agent, upholding justice and protecting the weak, doing a job he loves, having colleagues who care about him, and a lover living together—to be precise, he has received a marriage certificate s husband.

Just like the blessings his parents gave him when he was born, he is loved and happy.

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The author has something to say: Originally, I wanted to do another one, but it just happens to be the end of the main text here, and the next one is the extra episode.

next is monday