tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

Time flies and more than half a month has passed. Fiona is very busy these days.A homicide in the eastern suburbs, a woman's body is found in the woods, and it turns out that the murderer is in fact her husband.He got into an argument with her and accidentally pushed her down the stairs—classic accidental killing.

"Every time there is a murder case, the first person who needs to be ruled out is his spouse." Fiona said sarcastically, "Look, this is marriage."

"That's why you've been single?" Artie asked as she handcuffed the suspect.

"Of course not." Fiona said, "I doubt marriage, but I never doubt true love."

"True love?" Artie laughed, "I didn't expect you to be a romantic."

At this time, the man snorted, "You have no evidence! I didn't kill anyone! You arrested the wrong person!"

Fiona twisted his arm rudely and shoved him into the car.He immediately screamed in pain, "You are abusing me! I want to appeal! I want a lawyer!"

"Whatever you want." Fiona said coldly, and then slammed the car door shut, "Damn it, I hate this kind of coward who only hurts his own wife. The federal government should make a law and send these bastards to the electric chair .” She had an angry look on her face, and she didn’t look like she was joking at all.

Artie raised her eyebrows, "Oh."

"What?" Fiona glared at him dissatisfied.

"It's nothing. I just think I've figured out why you're still single," Artie mumbled, and hurried into the car.

Tomorrow is a rare vacation, and Fiona has already started planning how to pass the time.

She was sitting at her desk, looking at the business card in her hand.

—spencerreid.

She mouthed the name.With the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she picked up her mobile phone and dialed the number on it.

"Hello?" A familiar voice rang from the phone.

Hearing his voice, Fiona immediately felt happy. "Oh, Reid!"

"Sorry, you're—"

"This is Fionamars."

"Oh. Fiona, yes." Reid said quickly, "I hear you."

"Yes, it's me." Fiona said, "Hi."

"……Hi."

A brief freeze.

"Um, are you free tomorrow?" Fiona asked.Her heart lifted slightly.

"Sorry, we don't have a day off tomorrow," Reid said. "We're actually working on a case."

"So you're not in Quantico now?" Fiona said.

"Yes," Reid said, "We're in New Jersey."

"Okay." Fiona didn't deliberately hide her disappointment, she just hoped that Reid could hear it, "Call me when you get back, okay?"

Reid was silent for a while, "Okay. Actually... I also have something to tell you."

Fiona paused in confusion, "Okay, that's it."

"Goodbye, Fiona." Reid said softly, and hung up the phone quickly.

After hanging up the phone, Fiona was busy packing her things.She was going home to enjoy a quiet night of old movies, which she had rented a few days earlier.

Fiona lives in an apartment not far from the police station.After returning home, she first called to order takeaway, and then turned on the answering machine.

Usually her answering machine is often blank, and occasionally there will be a message from her father.

But today a strange young woman's voice sounded.

"Hi Fi! Remember me?" the voice said cheerfully. "I'm Alexa. We're going to have a class reunion next weekend in Las Vegas. I got the number from your dad. Oh , man - we haven't seen each other in years! Incredible, isn't it? Anyway, we're all looking forward to seeing you. Call me whether you're coming to the party or not, okay? I The phone number is..."

There were no other messages after that.

Fiona pressed the answering machine.She frowned and thought, who is Alexa?

After the vacation was over, Fiona took part in a short training and examination, and then she finally left the status of a trainee police officer.

Atie called everyone in the office to hold a small celebration ceremony for her.

They bought several cupcakes and toasted each other with cakes.

"Congratulations, Fiona," said Atie.

"Oh—thanks," she said with a smile, and gave the tall Atie a firm hug.

Just as they were about to start eating the cupcakes, fox walked in and interrupted them.

"New case." He said, his expression was unprecedentedly dignified.

When Fiona and the others arrived at the crime scene, it was already surrounded by police patrol cars and yellow warning banners.

It was a small restaurant located between several houses.The decoration of the restaurant is simple and looks relatively low-grade.After entering the restaurant, Fiona saw the victims at a glance.

A woman in a dark purple dress was lying on the ground, her lips were purple, her eyes were staring at the ceiling, and her pupils were dilated.On a chair not far from her, a man in a suit and leather shoes fell on the table, his mouth half-opened, and his right face fell into the blueberry pie in front of him—he was also dead.

"What's the cause of death?" Atie leaned over and asked.

"It's easy to tell." said the female forensic doctor who was squatting to examine the corpses. "Their mouths smell of bitter almonds, which is cyanide poisoning."

"Damn it, it's a poisoning case." Fiona muttered, frowning.

Due to the lack of clues, poisoning cases are extremely difficult to detect, so the detection rate is extremely low.

Emilytsui was once trapped in a poisoning case. She and her partners spent a lot of energy, but they still failed to solve the case.Fortunately, the murderer finally found out with his conscience and surrendered himself.

"We have just identified the victim," said a police officer.

His name is allencooper, and he is a tall, lean man.He is usually relatively taciturn, but he can always ask some sharp questions at critical moments.

"What?" Fiona looked at him.

"The man's name is neildrun, he's an investment consultant. The woman's name is sherry holiday, she's a real estate agent. We haven't found any relationship between them," Cooper said.

"They are lovers." Fiona said.

"How do you know?" Artie asked.

Fiona put on latex gloves and grabbed the man's already stiff fingers, "Look."

"It's the ring mark," Artie said. "He took off his wedding ring. Do you think he betrayed his wife?"

"Very likely," Fiona said.

After that, they questioned the police who rushed to the scene of the crime for the first time.

"At that time, there were only those two dead people in this restaurant besides the staff." The policeman said, "All the staff said that they were the only two dining here at that time."

"So, there were no other customers at that time?" Artie frowned, "Then the person who poisoned was probably someone inside the restaurant?"

"It's too early to draw conclusions." Fiona said, "We still don't know what kind of food they ate to get poisoned."

Soon, the identification department came to a conclusion.The only food on their table that contained highly toxic cyanide was a bottle of fermented milk.They also believe the poison may have been injected through the aluminum foil with a thin needle.

The owner of the restaurant said that the bottle of fermented milk was not sold in their store.

"They brought it themselves," said the shopkeeper. "We only sell beer and juice."

Their inventory and purchase lists further corroborate his claims.

"That's not right," Fiona murmured.

If it is a retaliatory poisoning, the poisoner must want to see the victim's death process with his own eyes.

They called up the surveillance video and watched it several times, but she was sure that only the victim had been in or out of the restaurant during this time.There was no suspicious person appearing outside the window.

The police investigated the fermented milk production plant, but did not get any useful clues.

They could of course investigate anyone who might have touched the fermented milk before the victim bought it, but the workload would be staggeringly large.In addition, they also carefully investigated the relatives and friends of the victim, but there is no progress yet.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a shocking thing happened.

A ten-year-old boy died at home with his mother.

His mother handed him a bottle of fermented milk to drink while watching TV, but when the poor mother returned to the living room, she was shocked to find her baby dead.

"I think we need help," Fox said gloomily.

Fiona agrees with him very much - it's time to inform the bau team.