[comprehensive] nowhere to escape

"Oh! How could this be!" Sheldon ran out of the locomotive with an aggrieved look on his face.

He muttered, full of displeasure, and said something about the train every step he took, such as the steam engine built by Watt, and the lack of that steam engine. If there is a huge breakthrough, then it will be named after Sheldon-Cooper, how nice!

Of course, he didn't miss the little anecdote about the steam engine either.

Every sentence carries information related to the train, as well as the history of the development of the train, and nothing is left behind-fortunately, Sheldon's voice is not so loud, otherwise he will definitely be beaten along the way.

When I walked to the second carriage, a man who was a father was telling a little girl about the history of train development. Of course, the written one was talking about Watt inventing the steam engine and then the British mine technician Drevisk used the steam engine to build Out of the world's first train.

"God, that's just a prototype! In theory, it's just the original form of a steam locomotive, and its speed was only five or six kilometers per hour at the time, not as good as a running long-distance runner, hee, hee, hee, but if I If there is that, who will I be in!" Shelton interjected, but he didn't stop at this position, and walked straight forward, introducing the structure of the car while walking, "Look, here is the safety hammer! I like this one but I've never used it... oh, this is mocking my buddy, huh? I said agents, are you still playing against the real thing? Or are you two playing something else I think it's more interesting to play Spock the Lizard Stone, are you interested?"

That's right, he turned back into the compartment of Rhett and Raven, and then walked into their seats with a showy look on his face: "Oh! You know, I just found someone who said a lot about trains Hee, hee, hee, trains, how interesting, are you interested in trains?"

Rhett pursed his lips, not intending to study trains with Sheldon, but Raven packed up the chess pieces, took out the chocolates and bottled coffee in his backpack and handed them to Rhett, while he dug out the milk and gave it to his sister. He baked chicken legs and buns.

"Oh!" Sheldon yelled strangely, "You guys are eating these, my God, don't you have a pre-determined diet plan?"

"Yes." Raven picked up the chicken leg and took a bite, "You are not included in our plan."

This is simply intolerable!

Sheldon immediately took out his phone and sent a text message.

Soon, his little friends appeared in front of him, they were carrying big bags, and Rajesh held a bottle of wine in his hand.

"Hmph!" Sheldon stood up and took his backpack, "You two bad guys!"

In fact, in Sheldon's mind, there are too few people who are not bad guys.

But fortunately Leonard is relatively normal. He greeted Rhett and Raven with a smile, and apologized for Sheldon - although he didn't know why he had to apologize, but as long as Sheldon was involved There is absolutely nothing wrong with that.

"Where are you going? On vacation?" Leonard sat down next to Rhett, and Raven handed him a bottle of drink.

"Yeah, it's not bad to have a vacation to rest." Rhett smiled shyly.

"Wow," Howard laughed. "Are you guys going to have a little dinner on the train?"

"Maybe?" Raven smiled. In fact, most of them were just interested in bullying Sheldon but didn't really want to bully him—he was like a little animal, really cute, and for Howard, Raven really didn't want to have too much contact with him, especially when he had such a wonderful old sister.

I have to say that the profilers are really too precise in their grasp of people.

Several people sat down, intending to start a more appropriate topic - after all, they are all academic masters, so there is no need to explain a lot, but Sheldon has always been obsessed with his lizard stone Spock.

At this moment, a person suddenly screamed, and following the scream, there was a gunshot——

"Get down!" Raven protected Reid, turned his head and waved to everyone around him, making a posture for everyone to get down, "Get down immediately!"

Whether it is true or false, when the gunshots sound, the first thing to do is to hug your head and squat on the ground, and other things are not the affairs of ordinary people.

Raven let go of Rhett.

"I'll go and see," he said.

"Be careful." When he was on the field, Reid was not the one to charge forward—in many cases, the BAUs were like this, professional and rational.

Raven nodded, stood up cautiously, and poked his head out—as expected, it was an unknown suspect with a gun.

The unknown suspect's gun can be said to be aimed at everyone, but he is holding a child in his hand.

The marshals had already arrived, a tall black policeman with a gun on his waist, he was wearing a uniform, and he didn't have time to grab the gun in his hand, so he could only face the unknown suspect with his empty hands.

"Back! Back!" The unknown suspect stood against the wall, waving the gun in his hand.

After Rhett judged the level of danger, he also leaned out.

It can be seen that the unknown suspect is about 35 to 40 years old, with heavy sunburn on his face, and deep marks on his body caused by years of heavy physical labor-this kind of marks are usually ignored by ordinary people, but BAU agents But it is impossible for us to ignore—people who have been engaged in heavy physical labor outside for many years will have different marks, some people's shoulders are habitually raised and one lowered, some people's palms and arms are rough and cracked, and some people walk in order to reduce gravity When someone breathes, they will involuntarily take a deep breath...Of course, other factors must also be considered. If they are combined together, it is completely possible to judge whether this person is engaged in heavy physical labor.

The man in front of me has sunburn on his face, cracked backs of his hands, a strong build but a hunchback, so he may be a construction worker, and he is the kind of unskilled construction worker who is only responsible for heavy work-of course, there are also Possibly other jobs, so also need to look at other parts of him - like a pair of feet.

Raven lowered his eyes and saw some dried cement marks on this man's shoes, and rust marks on his trousers that were cleaned but could not be completely washed off--okay, this is probably a construction worker.

"I'm going to kill her!" The unknown suspect aimed his pistol at the child in his arms—this was a little girl about ten years old, with a pair of ponytails.

"I'm not just going to kill her—I want all of you to be buried with me! I'm going to kill all of you—everyone!"

"Oh! God! I can't die! I haven't worked out my string theory yet!" Sheldon covered his head with a high-pitched voice.

"Shut up Sheldon!" Petunia, who came out with them but encountered danger, scolded him, "Otherwise I'll call your mother and ask your sister to teach you a lesson!"

How clever!

Sheldon finally shut up. He even swallowed what he was going to say to let the two FBI, Raven and Rhett, handle this kind of thing.

However, this kind of thing is of course the FBI will deal with it.

"It's useless for you to call the police. I'll kill you first and then commit suicide—I don't want to live anyway, I don't want to live anymore!" The unknown suspect yelled, aiming his gun at the marshal standing in front of him.

"Wait!" Suddenly, a voice intervened in the man's roar.

Everyone is stupid.

Most of them hide in their booths, but people are always curious. When they are hiding, they will involuntarily turn their heads to look at the unknown suspect. Naturally, they will be caught by the voice that suddenly appeared. attract.

"What? What's the matter? What?" The unknown suspect tightened his grip on the child again.

Rhett looked at Raven, who nodded to him, but put his hand on his shoulder and whispered, "I'll do it."

Pushing Rhett to the seat, Raven stood up and walked out of the booth.

"You... who are you, why didn't the one who spoke just now come out?" The muzzle of the unknown suspect shook.

Raven laughed, and the expression on his face was brilliant: "I am his fiancé, of course we can't let him come out and encounter danger, right? In fact, each of us has a lot of helplessness, I mean...you Same, including the gentleman you pointed at. Excuse me, sir, let me introduce myself first——Raven, Raven-Whitewolf, a student at school."

"Hmph, student, students are the most stupid things in the world! You, all of you, you are all idiots!" The voice of the unknown suspect began to tremble, and he didn't seem to have much malice towards Raven, a student. But he is very disdainful of his student status.

Raven shrugged, and took a step forward indifferently: "So, maybe you can teach me how not to be stupid? Or...you catch me and let her go, how about it?"

This proposal frightened the marshals.

Everyone looked at him, their eyes widened.

Raven kept going.

He said: "You also have a child who is studying at home, right? In school, every morning you get up, you send the child to school, and then pick him up - a boy, right? Wearing clothes that don't fit well, big A little? But maybe a real lad, maybe good at football?"

A lot of useful information can be seen from the clothing on the unknown suspect, and the broken sneakers on his feet—there is a signature on the sneakers, but it is obviously not the signature of a man, because the handwriting is not strong enough, so, probably His son's sneakers were picked up by men to wear after they were old. No one was so picky about this when they went to the construction site, right?

Rui Wen's words obviously made the unknown suspect a little loose, he moved aside, trying not to confront Rui Wen head-on.

"Ten years old? 15 years old? Boys are very strong at this time, sometimes taller than their father, you love him very much, right? Give him the best, let him grow up fast, maybe he will What about being admitted to a prestigious university because of good sports performance?" Rui Wen chased after the victory, "So, maybe you can tell me, what's going on? Let me replace her, how about it? You see, she must have parents... and She is still a child, not a few years younger than your child, you might as well catch me, I am much more useful than her, what do you think?"