tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

"Hey, want to have some fun?" A drunk man, reeking of alcohol, blocked Fiona's way.He patted his jacket pocket, "I got something, you know, I can share it with you if you want."

Fiona had just had an argument with her father on the phone, so she wasn't in the mood to deal with such a rascal.

"Go away," she said coldly.

"Please, don't be so cold." The man grabbed Fiona's arm.

"What are you doing?" Fiona screamed, trying desperately to free her arms.

At this time, a girl's voice came from behind the man.

"Hey sir, you dropped your wallet."

The man turned his head subconsciously.

As a result, he was hit hard on the bridge of the nose by a fist.He yelled and covered his nose, a bunch of foul words came out of his mouth.

Fiona looked at the young girl flexing her wrist in surprise.

"--It's you?"

Fiona recalled for a while before she vaguely remembered that her name was Ruby.Last time in the bar, the two of them drank a bottle of whiskey, and the two of them were so drunk that they had to rest in a nearby motel for the night.After playing there, Fiona never saw the girl again.

"Stop standing there stupidly—run!" Ruby grinned, grabbing Fiona's wrist, "Hurry up!"

The address Stacey told them was four or 10 minutes' drive from the police station.

"Who wants to drive?" Garcia asked, shaking the car keys.

"I'll do it," Reid said.

"Are you sure?" Garcia looked at him in surprise. "Do you have a driver's license, boy?"

"—Of course." Reid replied immediately, "I've always been able to drive, but you never gave me a chance."

Garcia tossed him the car keys, "Okay, then I'll give you a chance to show off, almighty boy."

Reid quickly reached for the key, but accidentally dropped the key.He smiled awkwardly, and quickly bent down to pick up the key.

"Never played baseball, have you?" Fiona said with a smile.

Reid frowned, and smiled helplessly: "No. Actually, I've never been that proficient in sports."

"So how did you pass the fbi exam?" Fiona asked.

"Oh, you're right." Garcia smiled. "He's always been a legend in the fbi. He failed all the physical tests, but he was accepted by the fbi because he got perfect marks in all the written tests. ——Actually, some of his answers in the written test were adopted by the FBI, and they supplemented some content in the training materials based on his answers.”

"How do you know?" Reid asked in surprise.

"I secretly checked your written test records." Garcia said, "And your trainer's evaluation of you. He said that you are a rare genius in the world. He even suspected that you have a chip installed in your brain."

"I wonder where they got you from," Fiona asked jokingly.

Agent Rossi, who was sitting next to Garcia, pretended to be serious and replied: "He is actually a part of our fbi's secret plan, and he is the latest genius robot developed."

"What?" Reid looked in the rearview mirror and pretended to protest, "Last time you said that I was put in a basket and placed at the door of Bau."

"That's right, that's also a way of saying." Agent Rossi said without changing his expression.

Fiona couldn't help laughing.

They reached their destination in no time.

"Damn it." Fiona looked at the building through the car window. "She didn't mention it was a garage."

From the outside, it's just an ordinary garage.The garage door was down, and it didn't look that easy to break in.

"I'll just wait in the car," Garcia told them through the window. "Good luck, guys."

Fiona got out of the car, she went to the door and knocked, called Kevinonions' name, but there was no response.

"I know you're in there, Kevin!" she yelled.

"I don't think he's going to open the door for us," Rossi said.

"Great." Fiona sighed, "What now?"

"Wait a minute." Rossi said and took out his mobile phone, "I have a friend who should be able to help us."

Oh, how many amazing friends does rossi have?

Fiona stared at Rossi in surprise, and suddenly thought that maybe he was the most powerful one in the bau group, even if he was not as talented as Reid.

Agent Rossi's friend arrived in no time.

He appeared in front of them driving a pure black motorcycle, and then he took off his helmet, revealing a handsome face with delicate features.His curly blond hair was piled in a mess on his head, and he looked as if he had just woken up.

"I brought what you asked for," he told Agent Rossi straight to the point.His voice was a little husky and slightly nasal, which made him look more like he had just woken up. ,

"I thought your dad would come over in person," Rossi said.

"Oh, my father has to rush to attend a meeting later." The young man grinned, with a slight dimple on his face, "This is what you want, right?"

He hands Rossi an item that Fiona immediately recognizes as a garage remote.

"Are you sure it can open the door?" Fiona asked suspiciously.

The young man suddenly turned his head to look at Fiona as if he had just discovered Fiona.His expression froze suddenly, and he stammered a little: "What? Uh—yes."

"Isn't this thing illegal?" Reid couldn't help asking.

"Yes, but my father likes to study this kind of thing." The young man looked at Reid and said, his expression relaxed a little, "He is an engineer. Try it, Agent Rossi, I promise it will work."

Before he finished speaking, Rossi had already pressed the button to open the garage.

The shutter door opened slowly and immediately.

Fiona gripped the pistol tightly and followed Reid through the door.

A strong smell of rust made Fiona's heart constrict.She quickly saw the man lying in the middle of the garage.

Kevinonions was bound hand and foot, sideways on the ground.His eyes were wide open, and there were many bruises on his face.The cause of his death was obvious - there was a horrific gash in his throat, and blood trickled down his body.

"Looks like he died not long ago," Agent Rossi said in a low voice.

"What did Ruby Gunter do?" Fiona asked.

"Maybe."

"Guys, take a look at this," Reid said, facing the garage wall.

Fiona turned her head and immediately saw what he wanted them to see.

A line written in blood on the wall: "I had to do this, I'm sorry."

"The way she killed people doesn't mean any remorse." Rossi said, "She must have written this line for specific people to read." He turned his head to look at Fiona as he spoke, "What do you think?"

"Maybe it was written for her adoptive parents." Fiona guessed.

At this time, there was an exclamation from behind them.

"Oh shit."

Fiona turned her head and saw the blond young man standing behind them with a pale face, "Is that guy dead?"

"You shouldn't have come in," Fiona said, "Come on, let's get out of here first."

After leaving the garage, the young man still had lingering fears.He took a deep breath, "I was really scared just now. You seem to be fine at all."

"It's not that we're braver than you or anything. It's just that we've seen too many similar situations." Fiona said with a smile.

The blond young man turned his head to look at her, "So you are also an FBI agent?"

"No, I'm from the Georgia Bureau of Investigation."

"So you're a local?"

"Yes, I live in Atlanta." Fiona said.

"That's nice," he said.He wiped his hands on his pants vigorously before reaching out to Fiona, "My name is Cecil Torres. My father is a friend of Agent Rossi, and he used to work for the FBI."

"Once upon a time?" Fiona shook his hand.

"Yes, he is an electrical engineer and an expert in demolition," he replied, with a strong sense of pride in his tone.

"Sounds amazing," Fiona said. "And you?"

"Oh, I'm not that great. I work for a communications company," he said.

At this time, Reid hurried over and interrupted their conversation.

"We've called crime scene investigators," he said. "Oh, did I interrupt you?"

"Nothing, we were just chatting." Fiona said.

"Then I should go." Cecil licked his lips, this familiar gesture immediately reminded Fiona of another person.He stared at Fiona for a moment, then scratched his temples in embarrassment, "Uh—sorry, I don't seem to know your name yet."

Fiona immediately remembered that she forgot to introduce herself just now.

"Fionamars," she said.

"Great." Cecil said quickly, "I mean, I got it." He looked a little nervous for no reason, rubbing one hand on the handlebar, "Uh... goodbye, Agent Mars."

Then he nimbly stepped onto the motorcycle and quickly put on his helmet.With the roar of the engine, he disappeared from Fiona's sight.

"What were you talking about?" Reid asked, before adding hastily, "I mean—he seems like a nice guy."

"Yeah, I think you and him will definitely get along." Fiona said casually, "Oh, actually, I think you two are a bit alike."

"Like?" Reid asked in surprise.

Fiona pauses, "I mean—character."

"Okay." Reid said with a slight frown, "—actually, I don't think it's very similar."

"Why?" Fiona asked with interest, "Did you profile him?"

"That's not true. But at least I won't choose a way of travel with such a low safety factor." Reid explained sternly, "Do you know how many road accidents are caused by motorcycles every year?"

"Oh, I'm sure there must be a lot." Fiona interrupted him just in time before he could enumerate a large amount of data, "Let's go back and check the crime scene again, maybe there is something missing."