[Criminal Minds] Wooden Legs of Justice

"Excellent." The little doctor crossed his hands behind his head, turned around on the swivel chair, raised his face slightly to see a lonely name on the whiteboard: "It seems that we only have this name—hey, isn't this Reasonable! We should at least have a choice..."

The little doctor moved his eyes following Rossi's movements while talking. The old guy stood up, walked towards the huge glass window on the northeast side of the conference room without any haste, and stretched out his finger with the family pattern ring to press it. With a "swipe", the shutters flipped over, completely covering the huge transparent windows.

The little doctor opened his mouth, his head tilted slightly with the movement of Rossi's arm lowered, and he stopped talking.

BigDad waved his hand casually in a rather imposing way: "Go ahead."

The little doctor coughed awkwardly, kicked his long legs, swished the swivel chair, and begged the big lion for comfort.

The lion wanted it so much, he stretched out his arms and stared at Rossi with dissatisfaction: "I didn't expect it to be normal... Not everyone is as old and cunning as Rossi..."

Rossi's big and small eyes were almost the same size, expressing that he was lying innocently and was about to seek support from his companions, but saw the two beauties with black hair and blond hair touching their chins with one hand and then nodded; Morgan nodded thoughtfully .

Rossi felt bad all of a sudden, and stretched out his hand to support the edge of the conference table in dizziness—this is also cunning! ?How can the adjective of a certain lion be used like this! ?

Leo stretched out his long arms, straddled the armrests of the two chairs and rubbed the little doctor's frizzy head: "Be calm, Kid."

The lion looked at Hotch and Ulrich who were silent on both sides with ulterior motives - he dared to swear that the two must have reached some kind of unknown agreement in secret, otherwise Hotch would be in a high-speed brain state.

"Last night...well..." Dr. Ried stood up unwillingly, took the pen handed by the blonde beauty from BAU, and wrote and drew on the whiteboard.

"A book of Nietzsche's philosophy... Poisoned and died, but the appearance is too calm... Second Lieutenant Macdam sneaked into the office and took away Nietzsche's book." The little doctor spread his hands: "We only have these clues... The situation in the office cannot be seen Whether it has been restored when it comes out, but I don’t think it will be the first scene.”

Leo absently looked at the clues on the whiteboard, flicking his fingers meaninglessly twice.

"What do you think?" Rossi opened his big and small eyes sharply and looked at the expressionless Leo - the Germanic lion has rarely shown such a Nazi expression since being with the BAU mascot up.

Realizing that his little doctor was looking over, the big lion subconsciously eased the curvature of the corners of his mouth. Just now, an inexplicable feeling flashed by, but he couldn't grasp it.

"The objective things are the above." Leo hugged the little doctor who came back into his arms, and let the red-faced little doctor sit on his lap: "But there are still some places that can be added for reference... Of course, this is just a personal opinion."

"The way the Germans speak..." The handsome chocolate guy said ironically: "Personal opinion... come on, lion, you can just say..."

The blond monster fell on the chair with a smile: "He should just say - hey, you idiots, you really don't observe carefully, the clues can be ignored even if they are placed in front of you..."

The lion raised one foot and kicked on the back of Tim's chair very elegantly. The blond monster let out a loud cry, and was slid into Hotch's arms by the chair.

"What exists objectively is the result, and what is subjective is the cause." The lion spread his hands and said in a very "American" way: "We can ask..."

Leo got up, went to the whiteboard, picked up a pen, and wrote "two patrolmen" next to the photo of Colonel Reed's office, "amongst a pile of military history books" next to Nietzsche's philosophy book, and added "suddenly" next to Macdam's name. appears", and circle these few.

"Look, now we want to know more and more things...Here..." Big Lion put one hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, and pointed to the floor under his feet with the other: "The whole military area is actually very weird."

Ulrich slowly raised the corners of his mouth, as if seeing his younger brother like this for the first time: "He's not wrong...you are indeed a suitable heir to the family..."

The big lion rolled his eyes and said, "Not interested."

Lieutenant Macdam wasn't surprised to be called in by the BAU for questioning, and he remained reticent.Of course, considering the impact, a group of BAU also called many officers who used to be Colonel Reed's subordinates to talk - to understand the situation.

"How long have you been with Colonel Reed?" The little doctor slowly opened the document in front of him, looking absent-minded.

"More than five years." Macdam thought carefully before speaking.

"How is your relationship with him? I mean what do you think of the colonel's ability... You can say anything, we just want to learn about the colonel's life through you, which will help solve the case." The little doctor said quickly, but His eyes still stayed on the document.

"Colonel Reed is a man of strong principles." Macdam thought carefully again.

"Does he have any special hobbies?"

"No." The answer was quick this time.

"He likes to read?"

"Yes."

"Are you familiar with the colonel's office?"

"Yes."

"What does Colonel Reed usually like to do?" The little doctor turned over a page of the document again.

"No particular hobbies." Macdam's ice-like face showed nothing.

"Did anyone come into the office again after the Colonel's accident?"

"No." Macdam looked at the little doctor with a flash of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Is there anything else you find weird? Anything?" Reid suddenly looked up at the ensign.

"Not really." Macdam looked directly into the little doctor's eyes.

Reid frowned slightly: "Not at all? Have you ever been to the colonel's office?"

Macdam looked into Reid's eyes calmly: "No."

The little doctor buried his head in the document again: "Okay then... If you think of anything, you can come to us... Thank you for your cooperation."

After asking an officer in 5 minutes, the normal talking speed.An officer sitting on the other side was also standing up, and the big lion on the other side turned his face and looked at the little doctor.

"He's talking nonsense with his eyes open!" Tim crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, with a cigarette between his long, white fingers. Ulrich staggered in from behind, holding a lot of food in his hands, he forced his way in from Tim, and stuffed a hot dog for the blond monstrosity on the way.

In the temporary office on the [-]th floor of the basement, the people of BAU enjoyed their late lunch at three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Are you expecting Macdam to say—ah, I went to the Colonel's office, just last night, and took the Nietzsche book?" Ulrich rolled up his sleeves with extraordinary grace and ate the hot dog in his hand leisurely, as if in Eat oysters.

The blond monster rolled his eyes at him very inelegantly, and bit down hard on the hot dog.

"You see, Macdam's evaluation of Colonel Reed is the same as everyone else's." Holding the record in one hand and a pen in the other, the little doctor quickly made various marks on the dozen or so dictation records.The big lion reluctantly took the peeled hot dog and fed it in the air.

"No, no lettuce... Macdam was quick to answer personal questions, and thoughtful about other questions..."

The big lion pulled out the lettuce from the hot dog bit by bit: "This shows that the relationship between the two should actually be good, at least Macdam knows the colonel."

The little doctor came up and bit off a corner, frowning: "Oh! Why is there cheese... When the personal relationship is better, the evaluation of people will always be different from the general relationship..."

"Macdam is covering up... everyone knows it." Tim looked at the lettuce inside the hot dog in his hand with disgust, and looked at Director Bingberg.

"Eat it," Hotch ordered, turning around.

Ulrich laughed out loud.

The little doctor ate so fast that he almost choked. Ulrich handed over the coffee in his hand: "Durian flavor, try it?"

Dr. Reid happily took over.

The big lion finally finished picking the cheese and shouted: "Don't feed him strange things!"