The villain family business [Comprehensive British and American]

The night was getting dark, and there were occasional dog barks, which were already low when they reached the small shop near the highway, but they still made people feel creepy and shivered for no reason.

It’s the rainy season now, there was a heavy rain last night, and the weather tonight is still not beautiful. Just after the early morning, the bean-sized raindrops were covered with dust and gravel, and they just fell down like this. In an instant, there was a lot of noise inside and outside the wilderness .

This also facilitates the concealment of the FBI.

After receiving the report from the left-behind detective Morgan, Hodge raised his pistol, turned his head to signal his team members to move, and quietly approached the convenience store.Accompanied by the 'crackling' sound of the rainstorm, Hodge smashed the glass window of the convenience store and took the lead in rushing in.

Garcia investigated Lenny Luke earlier because of Morgan's inquiry. However, the boy's resume is very clean. He has been living in the UK until this summer. He didn't come to Manhattan until this summer, except that he went to an unknown rural school Boarding school, and no more doubts.But also because of their expanded investigation, another name broke into the sight of BAU.

Cunningham Byron, owner of Smilingface.

Byron's father was a sculptor who did nothing, and his pursuit of art ruined most of their family property, so his mother left them and left the United States.This irritated his father and made things worse, which made Byron suffer a lot.

It wasn't until the old Byron became seriously ill five years ago that he stopped making trouble, that Cunningham slowly managed the convenience store and settled down.It's a pity that his father's death a month ago became the trigger for Byron's 'alternative' venting.

Of course, they were able to determine that Byron was a criminal. Apart from the fact that he met the profile and had the motive and conditions for committing the crime, there was the most important point.The No.1 victim of this serial murder case was Byron's biological mother!

After she left the United States, she re-established a family and came to the United States alone for vacation half a month ago, and her destination was Manhattan.Maybe she came to visit her son, but she didn't expect to inadvertently anger Byron, who had just lost his father, and became the first prey of the parent and son.

The criminal has been identified, but what is more difficult is that he controls the missing female reporter. In order to give the hostages more life and obtain more evidence, they must race against time.

It's a pity that the BAUs searched every corner of the convenience store, but found no trace of Byron.

The search stalled for a while.

Hodge wiped the rainwater off his face casually, and led the police officers to continue to expand the search area, trying to find possible secret rooms and basements, while asking Garcia to check if Byron had another base, in order to rescue the missing Brittner.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Morgan, who stayed at the police station, suddenly frowned.He stroked his chin, stared at the documents in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

Always feel something is wrong.

I always feel like I forgot something.

what is it then……

The rookie police officer who had handed over the newspaper knocked on the door again, and asked seriously with a notebook in his hand: "Agent Morgan, since Wilson Aogu has been cleared of suspicion, when shall we release him?"

Morgan: "..."

"Agent Morgan?" The rookie policeman asked again tentatively.

Fuck!He finally knew what he forgot!He forgot to release that ogol!Morgan slapped his forehead, his eyebrows twisted into a ball.

But at this moment, Wilson, who was forgotten by all the agents, was stopped by a big boy in a plaid shirt in the night.

"you are?"

Wilson rolled down the car window, looked at the big boy drenched in heavy rain, and was sure again that he had never seen him before.

"You can't move forward anymore, there is danger." Clark said loudly against the sound of rain and thunder.

Wilson raised his eyebrows, looking unmoved, and the boy who was still very young blushed for a moment, he scratched his head indiscriminately, and said seriously: "The police are handling the case, you'd better not Get closer." After thinking for a while, he added embarrassingly, "Uh...Mr. Augu, I'm sorry for what happened before."

"You know me?" Wilson was noncommittal about the first half of the sentence, but Wilson's focus was obviously on the latter.

Clark was even more embarrassed, "I'm Mrs. Webster...the neighbor of the lady you rescued. She was unconscious at the time. I chased you all the way to your house. Because of a misunderstanding, I injured your friend and tore it down. house." He apologized sincerely, and then muttered, "Well, although that gentleman really does look like a perverted murderer."

Wilson's eyes became extremely subtle for a moment, he raised his eyebrows, and said in a strange tone: "Are you that little wild cat?"

"Huh?" Clark's eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened and he let out a single voice of doubt, looking stupid for not being in the situation.

A hint of interest flashed through Wilson's eyes.

He is very clear about Jack's ability. Although he seems unreliable in many cases, in terms of fighting level, even most of the private soldiers raised by the old man are not his opponents.But the teenager in front of him, even a big boy, looks thin and frail, and doesn't look like he has received any special training, but he can hurt him like that, so how can we not call him curious?

Wilson narrowed his eyes, opened the car door cheerfully while examining, and invited, "It's raining too much, come in and say."

Clark blinked blankly, and responded slowly, "...Oh."

Then he didn't know what was going on, he was obviously here to stop Wilson from moving forward, but now he got into the other's car, and the car continued to drive in an orderly manner according to the original track. ==+ Clark sat cramped in a corner, with only a small half of his butt touching the seat, and his back was so straight that he didn't dare to lean back. After all, he was completely soaked, and the car was so clean, and he looked so clean. It was very expensive, and he didn't dare to get dirty casually.

However, by accident, the boy's bound hands and feet fell in Wilson's eyes, which was surprisingly pleasing to the eye.Coupled with the fact that the other party's wet hair was softly attached to the scalp, it looked extremely well-behaved; the blue pupils, which were as blue as the sky, were covered with water mist, which looked extraordinarily charming.Wilson liked it for a while, so he condescendingly raised his hand and stroked the boy's hair.

At least in the eyes of the robot butler WX-79, it is not an exaggeration to describe this kind of behavior as "condescension".The master he admired actually used that noble palm to touch the head of such a dirty guy!

WX-79 frowned subconsciously, and the idea of ​​disinfecting the owner in his mind became stronger and stronger over time, and finally couldn't bear the outbreak, and stopped the car with a "squeak".

Wilson's waist and abdomen were strong, and he stabilized his figure perfectly. Clark, who had been embarrassed all the time, was not so lucky and bumped into the front seat.He let out a low "Yeah" and covered his head in bewilderment.

"79, why stop?" Wilson asked puzzled.

WX-79 hung his head in silence for a while, then turned his head away under the puzzled eyes of his master, "Sir, disinfect."

What he said was endless, but Wilson understood it unexpectedly. He looked at the appearance of his housekeeper: he drooped his head dejectedly, with a very serious grievance on his face, and his voice was even more nasal. It looks like she has cried, which is not normal no matter how you look at it.

Although unable to understand the robot's jealousy, Wilson followed his instinct and nodded under WX-79's eager gaze.

WX-79 immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, and quickly entered a program into the ball system, and the two-color ball the size of a human head excitedly raised several mechanical arms and swarmed towards Clark. WX-79 pursed his lips, took out a checked handkerchief from the pocket of his suit, gently took the right hand of the owner, and wiped it carefully.

"Okay, sir." WX-79 smiled brightly.

His hands became dry and comfortable again, Wilson nodded in satisfaction, and praised, "You are still so capable, little 79."

From the moment WX-79 turned its head backwards one by one, and finally turned its whole body upside down to face its back, Clark was stuck in place. He used his alien brain to rack his brains for memories, but he didn't think of a neck. Come full circle on the real reason people are still alive.So when Qiuqiu waved his arms to strip his clothes, wipe water, and dry them, he only had time to protect his poor boxer shorts.

Clark was even more embarrassed now.

Fortunately, this state did not last long. When he found that his master was always looking at Clark's thin but unexpectedly small body from time to time, WX-79 finally had an inexplicable thought. Instruct Qiuqiu to move faster, dry the opponent's clothes quickly, and send them back.

The group set off again, and the atmosphere in the car gradually warmed up. Wilson asked curiously: "I know that the reason why I was arrested is mostly because of Jack, the guy you injured, but when did you know that I wasn't an injurer?" of the person?"

Clark was a little embarrassed, "I was too reckless. Mrs. Webster woke up before, and a police officer identified the photo for her. Only then did I realize how big a misunderstanding was."

Yeah, when the young police officer showed Wilson's photo and told him the suspect had been caught, and asked Mrs. Webster, who had just woken up, to identify the killer, he was really taken aback.When he hastily explained that the clown who was thrown on the ground by himself with broken ribs and limbs was the kidnapper, and when the police were deceived and arrested the wrong person, Mrs. Webster was even more astonishing, saying that the boy in the photo was actually It was the one who saved her.

Although I don't know what kind of sweet words the clown used to transform from a suspected kidnapper into a "new victim", but after the truth came out, Mr. Jack who obstructed law enforcement was still severely punished by a young detective. After being criticized for a while, I didn't know where to be taken for further inquiries.

Clark fastened the last button, sat up straight, and said seriously: "I'm sorry for the previous incident, but I have already called the special line of the FBI, and they should not embarrass you anymore."

Wilson didn't care, "It doesn't matter if you don't find out the truth, because when I was taken away for investigation, a new case happened."

Clark's expression also became serious, "That's why I came here. Mrs. Webster told me where she was being held. I plan to catch the murderer."

Wilson shook his head, "Byron had abandoned that place when she fled. Just half an hour ago, Smilingface's cellar was discovered, but there was no one there."

Clark was startled, "How do you know?"

Wilson showed off a little, "Because I have an omnipotent robot? Little 79 hacked into the FBI's communication system, so he can know some internal information."

With a low cry of admiration, WX-79 happily tapped the thumb holding the steering wheel a few times, and the corner of his mouth subconsciously raised a few centimeters.Suddenly, he frowned and said, "Sir, there is news about Byron from BAU."

"where?"

"John Ke Forest." WX-79's brows were still unfurled, "Forester's cabin."

Wilson nodded his chin and narrowed his eyes, but Clark was not so calm and couldn't help but yelled, "Isn't that very close to your home?"

"To be precise, it's only 1.2 kilometers." He frowned and said, "It will take an hour at the fastest from here to John Ke."

WX-79 affirmed: "According to statistical analysis, the probability of Brittner's death is 10% within 12 minutes, rising to 46% after half an hour, and as high as 93% after one hour."

Clark opened his mouth hesitantly, his whole face wrinkled. Wilson easily saw his concealment, but didn't point it out. He just looked at him quietly.The boy simply stopped struggling. He took a deep breath, glanced at Wilson anxiously, and said after consideration, "Otherwise, let me get out of the car and go first. I can run faster."

"Can it be faster than a car?"

Clark nodded reservedly.

Is it speed?Wilson raised his eyebrows, guessing the boy's special ability, but thinking about Jack's miserable appearance in the hospital, he felt that things would not be so simple, and at least one of his abilities still had power.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, "Okay, take me with you."

"what?"

Wilson said to his butler, "79 keep driving and try to catch up with us." Then he looked at Clark with a serious face, "Let's go."

"..."

After a few seconds of not-so-firm refusal, Clark resigned himself to carrying Wilson on his back, and then rushed out with a "swoosh".The scenery on the side of the road receded rapidly, the raindrops fell fiercely, and the strong wind whizzed, hitting the exposed skin, causing Wilson to frown uncontrollably.

The boy's speed definitely surpassed the speed of sound. If he hadn't been trained and reformed all year round, he would have been unable to bear it, but looking at the boy himself, his brows were stretched, without the slightest feeling of discomfort.

Does it have protection?

Not knowing that Clark belongs to the aliens against the sky under the yellow sun, Wilson finally became surprised.

……

A few minutes later, or possibly shorter, they appeared on the highway nearly a hundred kilometers away.After going around a section of the forest road, you can see a wooden house surrounded by iron nets from a distance.Clark put Wilson down behind a giant tree.

Wilson glanced at him and said, "Speed, strength, and defense?"

"Ok?"

"I mean your ability."

Clark scratched his face, but didn't hide it anymore, "You can say that, but my hearing and eyesight are pretty good."

"How far is the range?"

"It was a bit close when I was a child, but now I have no problem crossing the whole town."

"..." Wilson was finally no longer calm. He looked at Clark with the eyes of a monster, and said in disbelief, "You mean, your abilities are evolving?"

Clark smiled with a modest 'hehe'.

Wilson said with a headache: "Your character... Forget it, don't tell others about this kind of thing easily in the future, not everyone can accept aliens, even if they have never hindered the interests of those people. After all, being stronger than ordinary people will be admired and honor, but beyond a certain point, it can only bring panic."

Clark nodded half-understanding, "Mom and Dad know, and then you will be." Although he once thought about showing off to his friends, but he always lost opportunities by accident. Now that I think about it, it seems to be a good thing?

Wilson patted him on the shoulder, "Try to pretend to be an ordinary person."

"camouflage?"

"Yes. I have seen quite a few ability users. Some of them are underground boxing champions, and some are well-known physicians. They try their best to rationalize their abilities. It all depends on what you think."

Clark frowned, "I don't know, my father wants me to go to college, but I actually want to help him manage the farm."

"You still have time to think slowly, and focus now, I just need your ability."

Clark nodded obediently. He closed his eyes first and listened with his ears.

The sound of raindrops smashing into the soil can be heard endlessly, the long honking of police cars can be heard more than ten kilometers away, and the sound of heavy panting, rats squeaking, and unbearable moaning can be heard not far away...

He opened his eyes suddenly and looked in that direction.

Over the layers of protective nets around the house, through the weeds and soil, wood blocks and steel plates, Clark's sight went straight into the secret room hidden underground, and he saw the horrifying scene inside.