tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

Fiona rolled over panting.

She was lying on the damp ground, and there was a musty smell in the air.Looking out through the only window in the room, you can only see darkness, not even a little light.

"See you again, Fiona." A strange man's voice said.

The first thing Fiona saw was the frayed cuffs of her jeans.She turned her head and finally saw the whole picture of the man.

He was wearing a gray T-shirt, and he reeked of sweat and cigarettes.

He looks younger than Fiona expected, his nose is a bit crooked and his lips are extremely thin.His eyes were dark, indifferent and lifeless in the dim light.

He squatted down, gasping for breath, and seemed a little agitated.He grabbed Fiona's blonde hair, holding her head in place.

Fiona clenched her teeth, not allowing herself to moan.

"Why? Huh?" His breath hit Fiona's face, and Fiona resisted the urge to close her eyes, and at the same time subconsciously held her breath.His rough hand caressed Fiona's cheek, and his fingers slowly slid down, "I grabbed your neck, like this. I was watching you, watching you struggle until you died. I don't understand , why are you still alive?"

Fiona said through her teeth, "Maybe God doesn't want to take me in?"

"Oh, maybe it's because you're a lying bitch, too, right?" He suddenly let out a harsh sneer and pulled Fiona's hair violently, "So even God doesn't want to take you in?"

"No." Fiona gasped, "No, it's not like that."

"What's that?" He suddenly raised his voice.

think quickly.

Fiona urged herself.

Think about it that day in the ward, what did that young man named Reid say to her?

"I wouldn't do that," she said hoarsely. "They all hurt you, and I wouldn't."

She observed a slight change in the man's expression.His eyebrows furrowed slightly, obviously reacting to Fiona's words.

"...that woman," she gasped, "she hurt you. She shouldn't have done that."

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and a burst of hot air came out of his nose, as if he was enduring some emotion.

And Fiona secretly had a glimmer of hope.

Reid is right.He said that the unknown suspect may have been hurt by someone close to him, and the only problem was that Fiona couldn't guess who the woman was to him.She could only be vague on purpose in order to delay time.

"...She shouldn't have done that." Fiona repeated, "She should have cherished you more...she should love you the most in the world. But she did that to you."

"Shut up!" The man suddenly yelled hysterically.He grabbed Fiona by the hair and slammed her hard against the hard ground.

Fiona screamed.

She was hit so that there were stars in her eyes.

"What do you know?" he growled, spitting on her face, "You don't know her at all! What do you know about her?!"

Anger and fear made Fiona's teeth chatter.

hell!If her hands and feet were not tied now, she would definitely beat him up to relieve her hatred!

But she can't show this emotion, unless she wants to court death.

"...I don't know her. But I know you." Fiona whispered weakly, and she forced herself to meet the man's eyes.

"I won't leave you, let alone hurt you," she said. "They will, but I won't."

The man looked at her with disgust, "You women are all liars."

"I'm not." She adjusted her facial muscles to keep herself calm, "Look into my eyes and you'll know I'm not lying to you."

The man swallowed.He moved the joint of his jaw and stared straight at her.

1 minute long.

"Then prove it to me." He finally said coldly.

How to prove it?

Fiona's heart skipped a beat.

If he forced her to do that kind of thing... would she really give up her dignity for her life?

The answer is yes.

The plane will arrive in Miami soon.

It's been almost an hour since Fiona went missing, and they still haven't heard anything from Miami police.

"Guys," Gacia's voice broke the brief silence on the plane, "I just found out a big piece of information. One of Chris's aunts lives in Miami. She's not married, has no kids, doesn't have a job, and lives on the dole. She just passed away a month ago and left the house and car to Chris."

"It shows that they are very close," Man said.

"So, his aunt's death may have been one of the triggers for his breakdown," Jennifer said. "He may have considered death an act of abandonment."

"Did you find the house address and license plate number?" Hotch asked.

Gacia tapped the keyboard a few times, and then quickly pressed Enter with the cap of the pen, "It has been sent to you, sir."

At this time, the plane announced that it was about to land at Miami Airport.

"Notify the Miami police and send them the address." Hotch said, "JJ, you stay and explain the situation to the police, and the others follow me." He looked at Reid who was sitting opposite him, "You don't have a gun, Reid , you can stay with JJ."

Reid, whose name was called by his boss, subconsciously sat up straight.He blinked, "I'd better stay with you. Maybe you can use me somewhere."

Hotch nodded slightly in acquiescence.

At this time, the fuselage suddenly tilted.They have finally arrived.

"Did you know? My mother used to make me fried eggs with bacon." The man murmured, burying his nose in Fiona's hair, sniffing at her hair.

"I can cook it for you." Fiona suppressed her nausea, "...but you have to untie the wire from my hand first."

"Do you think I'm stupid?" the man sneered.

"I won't run away." Fiona said calmly, "This house is so big, where can I run away?"

The man squinted at her.

"Trust me." She said, "Didn't you say you want me to prove it to you? But you don't give me a chance, how can I prove it?"

The man pondered for a moment.He also seemed to feel that it was impossible for Fiona to escape, so he let go of her hands and feet.

"Are you hungry?" Fiona forced a smile, "I'll make you something to eat right now."

"There's nothing in the fridge," he said coldly.

"Then go out and buy some." She rubbed her red wrist and said relaxedly, "Go. As long as the door is locked, I can't go anywhere, can I?"

The man looked at her hesitantly.

"Stay here," he said finally, and got up to leave.

Fiona watched him leave with a stiff smile.

After hearing the sound of the car engine disappearing, she jumped up from the ground.

A strong dizziness and nausea caused her to shake a few times unsteadily.

"Shit." She cursed. The body of the fionamars is really too weak.

The man locked the door from the outside before leaving.

The only window was outside the iron bars, and it was impossible for her to get out through it.

She looked down at the lock carefully.Once locked from the outside, the door can only be opened from the inside with a key.

She began to regret why she didn't learn to pick locks or something.

And now, she has only one last choice left.

Afterwards, she toured the entire house.

The living room and kitchen were empty, nothing.The bedroom door and the storage room door were locked.

She searched for a long time, and finally found a handy weapon - a dinner plate.She smashed the plate and took one of the sharpest shards and held it in her hand.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock at the door.

Fiona was shocked to see the man open the door and walk in.

He is back?But she didn't hear the sound of the car engine at all!

She realized right away that he might not have gone at all.He pretended to drive away, parked elsewhere, and sneaked back on foot.

—He didn't trust her at all.

He turned back just to observe her secretly to see if she was lying to him.

Fiona quickly thought about what excuses she should find to explain her behavior.

But she knew she screwed up.She saw the man striding towards her sullenly.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he growled angrily.

"It's nothing."

Fiona murmured.Suddenly, she stabbed the fragment of the plate in her hand into the man's stomach.

The man was caught off guard, and the fragment penetrated deep into his abdomen.He stepped back, howling in pain.

Fiona didn't give him time to breathe.She raised her leg and kicked his lower body hard.

"Ahhh-"

The man fell to his knees screaming.

——Damn it, if it was her original body, he would definitely not be her match at all!

But Fiona is too weak now, and can only use this kind of woman's self-defense method to deal with him.

She didn't want to get entangled with him, turned around and ran towards the open door.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of the trigger being pulled from behind her.

bad luck!He has a gun!

Fiona's brain reacted faster than her body, she quickly dodged, but her body's reaction was half a beat slower.The bullet grazed her calf, and there was a sharp pain, but she didn't dare to stop.Enduring the severe pain, she ran forward desperately.She walked through the dark woods, with little light around her.

Humid water vapor filled the air, and the only thing that could be heard were the crowing of frogs one after another.

hell!Where is she? !

At this moment, one of her feet suddenly sank into the sticky mud.She lost her center of gravity and fell face down hard into the stinking swamp.

It was definitely one of the unluckiest days of her life.

Fiona felt like she was covered in mud.Some of the muddy water got into her wound, causing her excruciating pain.

She got up with difficulty and continued to walk forward after stumbling.

When she saw the faint light shining from behind, Fiona was almost moved to tears.

"Fiona!" She vaguely heard more than one person shouting, "Fionamars!"

She knew immediately that it must be the people who searched and rescued her.

"Here I am! Here I am!" she cried, almost using all her strength.

The light of the flashlight gradually approached.

Panting, she sat limply on the ground, determined not to get up again.She was covered in mud all over her body, and she was terribly embarrassed, but she didn't even have the mood to wipe the mud off her face.

"Fiona?" A familiar voice called her name.

She squinted her eyes and looked in the direction of the light, and she saw a tall and thin figure striding towards her.

He knelt down and put the flashlight aside.

"Don't be afraid, it's all right. Are you hurt?" he asked.

——It was the young man named Reid.

His gentle voice made Fiona relax a lot in an instant.

She nodded her head weakly, indicating that she had a wound on her leg.

"Come on." He held her arm, "Let me help you."

She unceremoniously leaned her muddy forehead on his shoulder, and the fragrance of the laundry detergent left on his clothes penetrated into her nostrils.She immediately felt more at ease than ever before.