tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

This is a dilapidated old house on the outskirts of Atlanta.An old man was lying on the bed and sound asleep, and the quilt covering his body was exposed in many places.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open slowly.

A dark figure entered the house.

The old man woke up suddenly, he opened his eyes slowly, and said hoarsely, "Abel?"

"Yes, it's me." The black figure said hoarsely.

"My legs still can't move...I think I peed on the bed again." The old man complained, "Where have you been? Why did it take so long? I need some medicine, bring me some."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from the door, bringing a disgusting rancid smell at the same time.

"What's this smell?" the old man asked, and he turned on the bedside lamp with trembling hands.He frowned and stared at his son, "Abel?"

The young man standing at the door rubbed his bloody hand on his T-shirt, leaving dark red marks.

His sunken gray eyes stared dully ahead. "You'll be better soon, I promise."

The old man stared at him carefully and found that there was something wrong with his expression.

"Are you on drugs again, Abel?" the old man asked.

Suddenly, there was a faint cry of a child from outside the door.

The old man sat up from the bed, "Who is that?"

Abel glanced out unresponsively.

"Your new medicine," he said gruffly.

The old man's eyes widened in surprise.

It had been more than two hours since joshuapullman disappeared.

Fiona looked up from the report, "If the unknown suspect didn't drink the blood, what did he do with it?"

"I've heard that blood is used in some rituals and superstitions," Eden said.

"This case has nothing to do with religious rituals," Gideon said.

"Why do you say that?" Eden looked at him.

"This time the murder was simple and direct." Reid answered first, "It doesn't have the characteristics of any religious ceremony."

"I believe he took the child purely on a whim," Gideon said. "If he had wanted the child in the first place, he wouldn't have deliberately chosen to do it when the husband and wife were both at home. He lacked organization and planning. , does not pay attention to the details of the killing process, so he is not an ordinary religious fanatic."

Reid continued: "In the history of mankind, many people blindly believed that blood has magical effects. In some places, they believed that pure virgin blood was a cure for all diseases. It is said that Countess Bathory of Hungary murdered hundreds of people. She used to drink the blood of those people, and even bathed in blood. Some unfounded legends believe that she invented the iron maiden, the torture tool, and the blood from the iron maiden would flow directly into her bathtub through the pipe. Also in In the witchcraft of the Indians, blood also played an important role. They used the blood of living people in some rituals, thinking that it could cure diseases, and the Mayans..."

"Reid." Hotch cut him off suddenly.

Reid paused immediately, "Sorry." He licked his lips, "Anyway, I think the unknown suspect believes this too."

"But what normal person would kill someone because of these superstitions?" Sarah said disgustedly.

"The unknown suspect is not a normal person," Hotch said. "He has a serious mental illness and delusions that blood can give him power."

"—or cure the disease." Gideon said, his brows suddenly relaxed, "Maybe the unknown suspect took the blood not for himself."

"Maybe he's doing it for someone else," Man said. "There's someone close to him who's terminally ill."

"He has a disordered life and poor interpersonal skills, so he is likely to be single." Jennifer said, "So it is most likely not his wife or children."

"Probably his parents." Elle guessed.

"I'll ask Garcia to check." Man said, and then dialed Garcia's phone number.

Soon, Garcia quickly gave the answer they wanted.

"Oscarwaters, 56 years old, lives alone just one street away from a truck that broke down," she said. "I found him after comparing the residents' list with the medical records in the nearby block. He was diagnosed 20 years ago. He has a spinal tumor, and although the operation was successful, it still left him paralyzed in his lower limbs. A year ago, his cancer recurred, and doctors discovered that the cancer cells in his body had begun to spread to his brain."

"Does he have any relatives?" Man asked.

"That's exactly what I'm going to say right now, sweetie," Garcia said. "It says he doesn't have any relatives."

"No relatives?" Man was surprised.

"Yes," Garcia said, "he's an orphan. But wait, I'm not done yet. I just found out that shortly after his surgery, his wife disappeared for unknown reasons. Their son was forcibly sent to To an adoption agency."

"Tell me you've found the child's name."

"Of course, who do you think I am?" Garcia said triumphantly, "Abelsmith, 26 years old this year. He used to work as a hospital cleaner, but was fired for stealing drugs. It shows that he has abused prescription drugs and was addicted to narcotics. records. He has been out of work for two years. Oh, and he was diagnosed with kidney stones a few months ago."

"Sounds like our unknown suspect," Man said.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Reid said immediately.

Soon, they moved quickly.

They rushed to the waters home with the fastest speed.

Hotch rushed into the house first, followed by Man and Elle.

Fiona followed Eden to the back door and broke in, and Reid was with them.

"FBI!" She had just entered the back door when Agent Hotch shouted.

A moan came from a bedroom to Fiona's right.She exchanged quick glances with the others, then flung the door open.

An old man was lying on the ground, convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

Reid was the first to stride over, and he knelt down to check the situation of the old man carefully.

"He's having a seizure!" Reid said anxiously, turning his head.

Fiona turned her head and shouted: "We need medical staff, right now!"

Emergency personnel arrived quickly, and they carried the unconscious old man into an ambulance.

They then searched the entire house.The house was littered with rubbish, the ashtrays were full of cigarette butts, and the kitchen was so disorganized that it looked like it hadn't been cleaned for a long time.They then found two vials of blood in the refrigerator and blood-stained clothes in the washing machine.

There was some foul-smelling soup in the pot on the stove, and Fiona stirred it with a spoon, trying not to think about what was added to it.

But they didn't find abel and the kid.

"He doesn't have a car, he can't take that kid far," Hotch said, "Darwin, you stay and search the house, don't let go of any corners. Reid, you stay with them, you are very good at finding easy The missing clue." As he spoke, he picked up the phone and walked out of the house while dialing the number.

Subsequently, darwin they searched the whole house again.

Fiona carefully inspected the second floor of the house, and suddenly she saw Reid standing at the end of the corridor looking up at something.

"What's wrong?" Fiona walked over and asked.At this time, she also found a square gap in the ceiling.

Reid suddenly stretched out his hand and groped around the gap.

Suddenly, with a bang, a folded ladder appeared in front of them.

"Hey guys!" Fiona yelled to the first floor, "There's something here!"

"Did you hear anything?" Reid asked suddenly.

At this moment, Fiona also heard a faint whimper coming from the attic.

Fiona and Reid exchanged glances.

Reid climbed the stairs first, with Fiona right behind him.

The air in the attic was heavy and heavy, and there was a sickening stench.

Reid turned on the flashlight, and he called hoarsely, "Is anyone there?"

They walked slowly in the darkness, and the light from the flashlight alone was not enough to illuminate the entire attic.

At this time, he suddenly staggered, as if he tripped over something on the ground.

Fiona lowered her head, she opened her mouth and let out a silent cry.

A dead female corpse was lying on the ground, her eyes were wide open, and the skin on her face had already begun to fall off due to decay.

Reid knelt down and observed the corpse carefully. Fiona couldn't help secretly admiring his courage, because even she was reluctant to take a close look at that rotting face.

Reid suddenly turned his head to look at her, and by the light of the flashlight, he could see that his brows were furrowed tightly.

"I have an idea—I guess this might be Waters' wife." He said softly, pointing to the marks on her arm, "...there are quite a few pinhole marks here, and I guess she may have been used for a long time. Draw blood."

"There was no source of blood after she died," Fiona said. "Maybe that's why the suspect suddenly started killing people."

At this time, a dull impact came from the other end of the attic.

Startled, Fiona raised her pistol quickly.

"What happened?" Darwin's voice came from behind them.

The light of the flashlight focused on the direction of the movement.

There stood an old wardrobe, the door of which was ajar.

"Come out!" Fiona yelled, "Put your hands where I can see them!"

They heard a wheezing sound from inside, something like laughter, accompanied by a small whimper.

At this time, the closet was slowly opened.

Appearing in front of them was a yellow and thin man with a ferocious face, staring at them.He was holding a little boy in his arms. The boy's face was bloodless. It was the missing boy Joshua Pullman.

"You know you can't escape, Abel!" Darwin said.

"Let go of that kid," Sarah ordered.

But Abel stared at them without saying a word.He grinned suddenly, revealing a row of crooked teeth, and bent down to bite the wound on the boy's neck.

"Damn it!" Sarah raised her pistol.

"Don't!" Fiona grabbed her wrist at an angle that would have shot the kid.

Abel raised his head abruptly, his lips were stained with blood, looking horribly hideous.

The boy hung his head limply, uncertain about his life or death.

"I know you did it for your father," she said, staring at Abel, "but you don't know what he did, do you?"

"—Did you see that corpse over there?" Reid swallowed and continued, "He locked your mother in the attic to get blood, and he used her blood to heal himself. I understand you want to help him, but do you know who that woman is? She is your mother. I guess your dad never mentioned her, right?"

"I know!" Abel suddenly shouted hysterically, "Of course I know!"

His eyes reflected the light of the flashlight, making him look particularly crazy.

"That woman—" he yelled viciously, "she wanted to leave this house after my father got sick, she abandoned me, she is not my mother at all!" His expression twisted, and he sneered: "The one who killed her It was me who strangled her and my father didn't know about it. He didn't know the woman was dead."

"Then we'll give you blood, Abel." Reid said, "We promise to give you enough blood, as long as you let go of that boy, okay?"

"Where is my father?" Abel asked without moving.

"We've taken him to the hospital," Sarah said.

"No, no!!" Abel suddenly covered his head and yelled incoherently, "This is wrong! The hospital will kill him! Those quack doctors' operations made him paralyzed! Then they forced us to separate!"

He suddenly pressed the knife in his hand against the boy's neck, his eyes rolled quickly, "You don't understand, what he needs is blood, not some damn operation—" He wheezed heavily, "We and You are different, if there is no blood we will die, we will die! Can you understand?!"

Fiona knew immediately that he was now in a state of total insanity.He was delusional, thinking that only blood could keep him and his father alive.His pupils could be seen constricted into tiny dots by the light of the flashlight, a typical symptom of drug use, which in some way exacerbated his delusions.

"Okay, okay! Let's talk about this, shall we?" Fiona said quickly, "We'll give your father blood, there's plenty of blood in the hospital, we won't let him get into trouble."

"No!" Abel yelled angrily, "No! You are all liars!"

Reid glanced at Fiona, then at Abel again, "Hey Abel, she might be a liar, but I'm not. Look at me, I won't lie to you."

Abel looked at him hesitantly.

"If you want blood, I'll give it to you." Reid looked at him intently. "Let that child go, okay?" He said, suddenly took out a pocket knife from his pocket, and cut slowly After breaking his own arm, a stream of blood flowed down his arm immediately, "Did you see it? I didn't lie to you."

Abel stared intently at the blood on Reid's arm, looking visibly shaken.He lowered the arm holding the dagger, and Darwin took the opportunity to pounce on him, quickly pressing him to the ground.

"Don't move!" Darwin yelled.

Sarah quickly picked up the child.

"He's still breathing," she cried.

Everyone was slightly relieved.

Fiona moved closer to Reid, "Are you okay?"

Reid lowered his head and pressed his wound, a few strands of curly hair covered his sweaty forehead.He let out a sigh of relief, "It's okay."

"Let me see," Fiona said.

She grabbed Reid's arm and examined it carefully - it didn't look like the wound was deep, it just needed a little bandaging.

"How do you know he will trust you?" Fiona suddenly raised her head and smiled, "He doesn't trust me because I'm a woman, right?"

Reid pursed his lips and nodded helplessly, "That's right."

"I don't think you need a gun at all, Dr. Reid." Fiona said seriously.

Reid is simply wrapping the wound with a handkerchief.He turned his head slightly to look at her, smiled and said, "Is this considered a compliment?"

"Of course." Fiona smiled, "You are a great negotiator."

Soon, Hotch and the others rushed back.

They escorted Abel to the police car. Before Abel left, he yelled hysterically that he wanted to take the two bottles of blood in the refrigerator—of course, his request was ignored.

They then find a package of cocaine in the attic and Fiona takes a closer look and thinks it must have been taken by Abel from the stolen blue truck.

"That bastard will only be locked up in a mental hospital." Sarah said through gritted teeth.

"But at least he won't come out to hurt people again." Darwin said, he patted Fiona's shoulder suddenly, and smiled at her, "You did a good job today."

Sarah looked at Darwin's back as he turned and left.

"I think he likes you." Sarah made no secret of her jealousy.

"Impossible." Fiona retorted immediately.

The case is finally closed.

It was already past two o'clock in the morning, and everyone was terribly tired.

Eden asked his team members to go home and have a good rest, so they don't have to come to work tomorrow. Hotch and his team decided to rest overnight in Atlanta and return to Quantico tomorrow afternoon.

"I heard you planned to stay at Fiona's house tonight, right?" Jennifer suddenly smiled and said to Reid who was packing up.

Reid stopped moving, blinked his eyes, and concealed his embarrassment a little, "Uh... the news spread really fast."

"Go." Jennifer patted him on the shoulder, "Fiona is waiting for you over there."

Fiona stared in Reid's direction through the glass.

Reid suddenly looked back at her,

She immediately smiled and waved to him.

...Maybe he would like to go back to the apartment with her tonight.She thought to herself expectantly.

Reid grabbed his backpack and walked quickly towards her.

"Hi." Fiona smiled at him.

Reid stopped in front of her.He looked down at her, "Are you planning to go?"

"Yeah, I'm going home." Fiona nodded.

At this time, the elevator suddenly arrived.

They walked into the elevator and Fiona quickly pressed the close button.She didn't want anyone to disturb the two of them.

Fiona looked at their reflections in the elevator. Reid was hanging his head sleepily, flipping through the text messages on his phone.He must be exhausted.

But she didn't intend to let him rest tonight.She thought a little wickedly.

"So..." she said suddenly, "Where are you going later?"

"Go back to the hotel." Reid yawned and replied wearily.

Fiona turned to look at his profile.She glanced at the numbers out of the corner of her eye, and realized that the elevator was only one floor away from the first floor.

So she reached out and straightened Reid's face forcefully, kissing his lips quickly.

Reid was stunned for a moment.

Fiona smiled at him and said softly, "Go to my apartment, okay?"

Her answer was a "ding"——the elevator has arrived.

Reid didn't move, he looked at Fiona intently and licked his lips.

"To your apartment?" he repeated slightly hoarsely.

Fiona observed his expression and found that his cheeks were blushing indistinctly.She knew he had no intention of refusing.

So she raised the corners of her lips, "Let's go."