Criminal Minds: The Guardian's Favorite Him

When Haimo woke up, she was already in an orphanage somewhere in the United States.She looked blankly at her little hand, and instantly understood that she had become a child again.

Yes, again.

At the last stop, she was still in the play——not the protagonist, but the cannon fodder of the Tiandihui.She was mediocre in aptitude and ordinary in appearance. Although she practiced martial arts hard, she died in the encirclement and suppression of the Qing soldiers in the end.Two fists were no match for four hands, and the moment a sharp arrow pierced her heart, she really felt unwilling.

It's rare to live a whole life again. After more than ten years of hard work in martial arts, I finally got it, but I died so simply.

It's not easy to mix in ancient times.If she could still travel through time, at least she could live in modern times... This was the last thing she could think of before she lost consciousness.So when she woke up, she was actually brought to the modern age, and returned to when she was ten years old.

Now she still looks like an Asian.Although I don't know why he was thrown in a foreign orphanage, he is still Chinese anyway.Based on this, she is very satisfied.Because Haimo knows that being a human being can't ask for too much. Although she doesn't know why she travels through time, she can live a good life no matter where she is.

I don't know when she developed this good habit.

Now she is locked in a small room, alone.It seems that he should be punished for doing something wrong.The original owner's memory is very messy, but he can barely remember some, just some, scattered and broken memories.After a little tidying up, Haimo realized that the original owner had been imprisoned for two days and two nights.

Children should be very afraid of the dark. It's pitch black all around here...

Why treat a child like this?

Haimo was puzzled, but his mood began to feel sad.

'clang...crack...'

With a harsh sound, the door lock of the small black room was unlocked.As the sun broke in, a black shadow stood at the door.She squinted her eyes and tried her best to adapt to the sudden light, but she couldn't see who was coming.

"Krova, Mr. Smith said he wants to adopt you. You can follow him." The voice was a little cold, but it was not difficult to hear that it was a woman's voice.I don't know if it was because of the original owner's memory, but Haimo understood the woman's words without hindrance.After staying in ancient times for more than ten years, it is a miracle that she can still understand English.but……

Mr Smith?Who is that?Haifo was a little dazed.Immediately, she seemed to have some reactions. — She appears to have been adopted.

Could it be that the time travel god finally took a break from his busy schedule to take care of her?No need to stay in an orphanage, no need to starve and freeze... and the name Smith is also very similar to the name of a handsome guy.

Thinking of this, Haimo felt a little better.Even if this is the case, even she herself thinks it is a lie.Thinking back to the ten years in the Qing Dynasty, the God of Time Traveling that Haimo was looking forward to never made an appearance.But hope is such a thing, Haimo has always liked to use it to amuse himself.

Perhaps it was Haimo's absence, the woman didn't get Haimo's response, so she spoke again impatiently:

"What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and follow me." Saying that, the black figure approached her, and dragged her hand away.

Haimo was dragged by her, stood up staggeringly, and was dragged out of the small dark room by her.Going outside, Haimo saw the humble house in the memory of the original owner, and also saw the brightly colored dress on the woman who was pulling her. -Looks like new.

Combined with the fragmentary memory of the original owner, Haimo suddenly understood that this place is not an orphanage at all, but just a trickery.This is where children are traded.And the woman holding her in front of her has sold her, just as she sold the other children.

At this time, Haimo also found the so-called Mr. Smith in the original owner's memory.

I don't know how to describe it, but the moment Haimo found the girl's memory, she saw a wretched old man in his 40s and his cloudy eyes.The memory of this scene left her with nothing but nausea.

What kind of person can be so disgusting that they don't even let their children go?

Haimo silently lowered her beautiful eyelashes, hiding the killing intent in her eyes. ——She is not good at killing people, but when she was in the rivers and lakes, it was inevitable that she would be stained with blood.Therefore, she is not afraid of killing people.But in a society ruled by law, she has to think of a comprehensive way to prevent herself from getting into trouble.

Therefore, Haimo was extraordinarily silent during the whole process.She obediently stood beside the woman, and then let the woman push her to the side of Mr. Smith, and was taken away by Mr. Smith.

Her household registration has been changed, so she has an identity.

Smith grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the orphanage's gate.She didn't look at the disgusting but tacit farewell between the woman and Mr. Smith. When she turned her head, she saw a boy sitting in the car beside her.

The boy looked older than her, with a beautiful and childish face, but there was a haze that did not match his age.

Smith's son?Haimo looked suspicious. ——This boy appeared in the memory of the original owner.That disgusting Smith seemed to have introduced him to someone, and was overheard by the original owner hiding aside.At that time, he said that the boy was his son, what was his name... Yes, Walker Smith.

Before Haimo could continue to meditate, Smith turned around, touched Haimo's face with his disgusting hands, and said to her:

"Hey, get in the car, my beautiful girl!" His tone became even more disgusting as he spoke the last few words.This made Haimo's pupils shrink sharply, and he almost couldn't hold back his hands directly.

"Yes, sir." She replied blankly.Then he turned around and wanted to get out of his clutches, and opened the back door.

"No, no, no... my beautiful girl, you have to sit in front and be by my side... I can't wait any longer."

How perverted is this guy! ! !With his back on his back, Haimo clenched his hands into fists, so angry that he almost pinched blood from his palms.She was so disgusted that she couldn't speak anymore, she could only silently let him drag her to the passenger seat.

As if he couldn't wait as he said, Smith's car was driving very fast, but he didn't bother Haimo any more during the period, but he glanced at Haimo from time to time with disgusting eyes.Walker, who was sitting in the back, lowered his head and kept silent.

Haimo didn't know what he was thinking.But she always felt that the child was surrounded by resentful killing intent...

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Smith took them to an estate.

When they got there, Haimo realized that someone was waiting for them. ——The brother of this disgusting man.

I go!How lucky is this to meet this perverted family? !Haimo no longer knew what words to use to describe it.I should have dealt with this man on the road before I knew it.But how could Haimo think that perverts are actually in pairs? !

The scene where the fart was made... Nima, when the two met, they didn't say anything, they looked at each other with a disgusting smile, and then they were about to separate her from the boy.

"Kelova, come with me to see your room, you will definitely like it." The man who brought her back smiled at Haimo again with his disgusting smile, and then said.

Haimo frowned slightly, glanced at the boy, and finally continued to endure the nausea in his heart silently, and was dragged upstairs by the man.She didn't see that at the moment she was pulled up, Walker looked up at her, the determination in his eyes seemed to have made some kind of determination.

"Walker, come with me."

Hearing the sound, the boy followed the other man like a machine...

Once inside the room, Smith's disguise is gone.But before he made a move, Haimo had already used all her strength to touch his acupoints. ——Anyway, I have learned martial arts for more than ten years, and acupuncture is the basic skill.Although the current Haimo has no internal strength, but fortunately, neither does the pervert in front of him.The moment Haimo restrained him, she quickly found the chains in the room and tied him up firmly.

Haimo knew that because she had no internal strength, all the acupoints she had tapped would not be effective for long.But when she saw the chains in the house, she frowned like something.

"It's disgusting!" She looked at him and said disgustedly.

Immediately, she looked around the room, and when she saw the ancient candlestick, she walked straight over.

Smith was hit on the Ya point and couldn't move. This strange phenomenon distorted his disgusting face.Seeing the age-inappropriate expression and murderous look on the girl's face, Smith felt as if he saw the horror of being possessed by a demon.

Haifo pulled out the candle from the candlestick, leaving the sharp point of the candlestick. She turned around with it, and unexpectedly saw the fear in the man's eyes.She smiled at him, and the smile was very ferocious.

"I remember, you took several children from there. Where are they?" She approached with a candlestick and placed it on the ground in front of him, right where his neck was.

Although Haimo was asking a question, he didn't untie his dumb acupoint.Instead, she sealed a few more acupuncture points on his body.Immediately, Haimo took off the chains on his body, and with a seemingly casual push, under the action of gravity, Mr. Smith, unable to move, fell down like this. The sharp point of the candlestick pierced his neck, and he died instantly.Without any delay, Haimo tore off his clothes, messed up his hair, ran to a corner of the room and squatted, and then screamed out with all his strength——

"what------------"

'Boom—'At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked open.Holding a bloody iron rod, the little boy appeared at the door panting.When he saw that the man had been pierced by the candlestick, he was stunned, and then he saw the girl hiding in the corner of the room with a 'frightened pale face'.