tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

In fact, Fiona is not angry, she just finds Reid's confused and bewildered appearance very interesting.

Agent Rossi looked up at them from the file, chuckled through his nose, and muttered, "...young man."

Fiona and Garcia quickly changed the subject.They began chatting aimlessly.

"Where did you get your nails done?" Garcia asked. "They're in really good shape."

"Oh, I bought a bottle of armor lotion online." Fiona said, "That brand works great."

Reid remained silent. He sat by the window with his chin resting on his face, showing a pensive look. Fiona guessed that he might be thinking about theoretical issues such as stratospheric wind speed and aircraft speed.

Soon, their destination arrived.

After getting off the plane, Fiona heard Reid ask Garcia in a low voice, "... who is the barmaid you're talking about?"

"Oh my God, Reid!" Garcia yelled in a low voice, "Relax, I was just joking..."

Fiona finally couldn't help laughing.

They then went to the Atlanta Police Department and met with the psychiatrist. Austin is wearing a well-fitting suit, looks like a social elite, and has a standard successful person's confident smile on his face.

But unexpectedly, he said that he didn't know Fiona at all.

"Are you sure you've never met me?" Fiona asked him.

"Sure." Autin said with a smile.

He looked very calm, as if he was not sitting in an empty interrogation room at this moment, but in his own warm and comfortable office.

"If I had seen such a pretty lady as you, believe me, I should never have forgotten it," said he.

Although his appearance can only be regarded as ordinary, his voice is very magnetic.

But what he said made Fiona feel goosebumps immediately.

"So, Ms. Mars," he said, "I've told all I know. I have an important appointment tonight, can I—"

"Not yet," Fiona said coldly, "Besides, I'm Agent Mars."

"Okay, Agent Mars," he said, "what else do you want to know?"

"You mean, someone hijacked your online bank account and ordered me a bouquet of roses?"

Autin spread his hands and said, "I told you, I don't know you, Ms. Detective. I don't know why there is an extra bouquet of roses in my consumption records."

"We need to check your computer, Mr. Autin." Fiona said, "We have specialized technicians who can find out whether your computer has been compromised."

"Then I need to see a search warrant." Autin said calmly, "I can't let you check my private computer casually. There are a lot of patients' confidential information in my computer."

"Ok."

Fiona stood up without hesitation, turned and left the interrogation room.

"It's so charming." Fiona pulled the corners of her mouth to Reid who was standing at the door, showing a smirk, "For God's sake, I really don't want to stay with him for one more minute. He is completely the type I hate the most .”

"It's a pity we have to let him go soon." Reid said with a frown.

Reid is right.They invited Dr. Autin in the name of assisting the police in solving the case.He's not a suspect, and so what if it can be proven that he sent the rose?Would they arrest him for a bouquet of roses?

In the end, they had to let autin go.

But of course Fiona will not let him go easily.She planned to follow him secretly and monitor his behavior from afar.

Reid and Garcia became her surveillance partners.They stalked behind the white Chevrolet in a nondescript old black Toyota borrowed from a policeman.

"He's not coming home." Reid said with a frown. "His home is in the exact opposite direction."

"He said he had an important appointment tonight," Fiona said. "He said he was meeting one of his patients, but I thought he was lying."

Garcia, who was driving the car, shifted gears unskillfully, and muttered, "I haven't driven a manual transmission car for a long time. Any of you want to change it with me?"

At this time, a little boy wearing a helmet and riding a bicycle suddenly appeared in front of them.

Garcia was startled, and came to a sudden stop in a panic.

Fiona nearly hit the front windshield.

"Sorry!" Garcia said, "I knew I wasn't supposed to drive—are you all right?"

"I'm fine," Fiona replied, her eyes flicking forward. "Oh, shit—where's the Chevrolet?"

Only then did they realize that the white car had disappeared.

"It must have turned the corner," Reid said. "Look—it's a residential area ahead."

Fiona got out of the car and changed places with Garcia, and then she drove into the villa area.

Fortunately, a quarter of an hour later, they finally found the missing Chevrolet.It was parked quietly in front of a green house.

They parked not far from the house.

Fiona decided to get out of the car to see the situation.

"You wait here, I'll be right back," she said.

After she finished speaking, she opened the door and got out of the car.

"Be careful." Reid told her through the car window.

Fiona gave him a wink to show that she was fine.Then she quietly came near the house.

From the outside of the house, she didn't see anything strange.

The hedges at the entrance of the house are neatly trimmed, and the lawn is so green that it seems that the owner of the house often takes care of it every day.She went around to the back door of the house.

There are a few tall trees here for shelter, and it's nightfall now, so no benevolent neighbors should spot her.She stood secretly by the window, trying to peek inside through the gap in the curtains.

At this moment, she suddenly heard a man's scream from inside.

"Oh, damn it," she cursed under her breath.

She quickly drew her gun, shattered the glass of the rear window, and climbed in through the window.

In the car at this moment, Reid's cell phone rang suddenly.

——It was Rossi who called.

"There's a fire and I need you and Mars to get there," Rossi said.

"Fire?" Reid asked in surprise, and he quickly exchanged glances with Garcia, "Where is it?"

Rossi said the address.

Just as Reid answered the phone, Fiona had already climbed into the house.

The living room on the first floor was empty.

At this time, she suddenly heard a dull mournful cry from the second floor, and at the same time, a faint cry of "help".

She gripped the pistol tightly and ran up the stairs quickly.She immediately found that one of the doors was open, and that was where the movement came from.

"...Shut up! You fucking little whore!" A strange man's voice shouted angrily.

She took a deep breath, rushed in without hesitation, raised her pistol and shouted, "Police!"

Suddenly there were two terrified screams in the room.

Fiona stared blankly at the scene in front of her.

She had seen countless crime scenes, but none of them had ever struck her as horrifying.

A bare-chested young man wearing only a pair of tight leather pants is stepping on the body of another naughty man, and he is holding something in his hand—what is that?Whip?

"Oh my God—" Fiona murmured.

"Agent Mars?" Doctor Austin gasped and glared at her, and couldn't help but swear, "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Put down your weapon-er, props." Fiona cleared her throat and said.

The bare-chested young man immediately threw away the whip in his hand, raised his hands, and said in horror: "We're just playing a game! We didn't do anything!"

"Get out of here." Fiona turned her head at the man, then put away the pistol.

"...this is my home." The young man whimpered in a barely audible voice and left the room.

"Uh—would you mind turning around and letting me put on my clothes?" Ausitn coughed lightly and said hoarsely, returning to his usual polite tone.

Fiona frowned, hiding her embarrassment, "No problem."

She turned around, but felt the phone in her pocket vibrate.

"Reid, what's wrong?" she asked succinctly.

"—Toland's house is on fire." Reid replied.

"What?" Fiona was surprised, "When?"

"Just now."

"I'll be right there," Fiona said.

She turned around, only to find that Austin had disappeared.

The bedroom window was wide open, and the white curtains fluttered in the evening wind.She knew that there were low eaves and bushes under the window, and Austin must have escaped by jumping out of the window.

"Oh, shit!" Fiona cursed, and she immediately ran downstairs, hoping that Austin hadn't run away.

She had just rushed out the front door when she saw the car they were in parked at the door.

"Did you see Austin?" she yelled. "He just escaped through the window!"

At this time, she suddenly heard a groan coming from behind her.

She turned around and saw that Austin was struggling to get out of the bushes in his disheveled clothes. His body was covered with blades of grass, and he looked terribly embarrassed.

"Excuse me—can you do me a favor?" he wailed, completely out of his original elitism.

Fiona held back her laughter.

She hurried over and bent down to check Austin's ankle.

"I need an ambulance!" Austin yelled, grinning. "My foot—damn it hurts like hell! It's absolutely broken!"

"Relax, Doctor Austin, you've just sprained it," Fiona said.

Then, with the help of Reid, they stuffed Dr. Austin, who wailed from time to time, into the car.

"We'll take you to the hospital on the way, but you have to make sure you don't run away like you did just now, understand?" Fiona said to Austin in a tone like coaxing a child.

The author has something to say: Please feel free to complain about this funny comparison.