[Criminal Minds] Wooden Legs of Justice

The little doctor has always been a person who is good at making jokes about "changing the light bulb", but this does not mean that he is really good at figuring out profound philosophical issues.

"...It's like asking how many people to change a light bulb." Lion said casually.

"That's what humanists should do..." Dr. Reid said quickly to Leo, who seemed to be about to show a mocking expression, in order to shut the mouth of the lion who never showed mercy.

Leo desperately smoothed the corners of his mouth that had already curled up, so as not to let his little doctor feel being teased-Leo can swear on all his wealth, his own R treasure absolutely does not like this kind of vague assumptions like "double-sided answers" .

The little doctor snorted, put one hand over the lion's shoulder, and poured out the "Don Quixote" from the damaged brown paper bag, flipping through it randomly, trying to enter the content into his brain, By the way, so that the lover who thinks he can do anything can't see his embarrassing expression.

So, for a while in the archives, the little doctor buried his head in the pages of the book, his eyes stayed on the pages of the book, a certain lion wrapped his unbandaged arm around the little doctor's waist, and his eyes stayed on his lover's messy hair.

"For example, that—the knight against time..." The little doctor felt a little ignorant, this is probably Leo describing himself.

"Or it's describing someone like him, but who knows?" Dr. Reid confirmed again, this kind of vague metaphor that doesn't belong to solving puzzles always gives him a headache - because there is no standard answer.

"Hey, Lion, why do you think this is a children's book?" The little doctor suddenly closed the book, re-confirmed the cover, and confirmed his judgment after renting it.

"Teen version," Leo corrected.

"In my opinion, it's the children's version... rhetoric and statements are mostly used in..." The little doctor's surprisingly bright eyes were full of sincerity.

A certain lion showed a helpless expression on his face: "Well, you have the final say..."

The little doctor was rather elated—it was not an easy task to have an inconspicuous crack appear on the usually cold skin of a lion with an unknown background.

Leo raised his hand to scratch the bridge of the little doctor's nose, so that the proud guy would lower his head so that the little doctor's eyes could focus on himself.

When did this little doctor, who tried his best to maintain a stable appearance, start to like to "trick" himself like this? The lion began to reflect on whether he had done something, so that the famous Dr. Reid hid his pride in his heart. Showing her charming side?

Isn't Dr. Reid a little genius who only wants to "wait for rescue"? Leo squeezed Dr. Reid's chin and took a good look, confirming that this is his own little doctor, and he has not been dropped.

The strategic phalanx and secret experiments that were abandoned after World War II continued unknowingly, and a batch of "outdated" Don Quixotes have long been produced, but these are not things that people who have always lived in the sun will know and realize .

Even those who always think they live in the dark don't know it, because they have never really touched the deepest part of the dark.

The lion rubbed his little doctor's soft hair, and stole another kiss from the corner of his lips.

This little guy is obviously living in the deepest darkness, but he is always unaware of it, and has sunshine in his heart—a rare alien among his kind.

With a beep, the door of the archive room was opened from the outside again.The little doctor turned his head and saw Rossi with a livid face standing at the door.

"What's wrong?" Leo said lazily, with an inhuman understanding in his tone.

Rossi glanced at the file room, which seemed to have a high security level, his face was full of exhaustion: "Another murder occurred."

The eyebrows on one side of Leo were raised high, and there was a trace of teasing between his handsome eyebrows, but the little doctor felt that the gloomy aura on Leo's body was getting stronger.

Leo raised his legs and walked towards Rossi, the little doctor hurriedly followed two steps, and then stopped, like a cat walking around, looking back and forth between Leo's straight back and those files lock up.

Leo turned back: "Don't worry, you can come over later and take the file you want to the conference room."

The little doctor looked at Rossi for confirmation, and the latter glanced at Leo with a complicated expression, and then nodded to the expectant little doctor.

Rossi expressed a headache for the little doctor's ignorant state, and what also gave the old man a headache was probably the sharper observation of a certain lion, which has never been too normal.

Let me ask, how many good guys are there for a guy with explosive force value, amazing insight, and good at guessing people's hearts? I guess that's what the lonely hero in the movie can look like.

"What's more, even in Hollywood blockbusters, a creature like Leo is more inclined to be described as a high-intelligence behind-the-scenes boss most of the time." The little doctor kept a ignorant look and complained silently in his stomach.

Torres retuned his modified Barrett, which is his favorite weapon, and it is obvious that the 50-caliber anti-machine gun is always powerful enough to make him think he is omnipotent Superman.

"I would like to advise you, people who use Barrett generally have a nickname - cannon fodder sniper." Castle was getting up from the soft big bed, wearing a shirt with his long bare legs, and irritatedly tied it on himself. Bow tie: "It's all about doing things, why can't you wear some flattering clothes?"

Torres quickly put Barrett back into the suitcase: "Because this is the employer's request—if you hadn't planned to steal the ring from our employer last night, maybe you wouldn't have received it today." required."

Castle muttered something under his breath, something like "cheaper", wondering what kind of party was going to be tonight?

"Oh, God forbid, I don't think Torres will like it - the inside of Death Valley..." Castle squinted out to the sun, showing off its heat in the middle of the sky.

A crime scene is a crime scene, and you can't expect it to be likable.At least when Emily wanted to come, but that didn't mean she wanted to stay in there forever, especially since Rossi had asked her not to move the body.

"So I'm outside right now—if you want to see women in the men's bathroom, you're probably going to be disappointed." Emily said mockingly to Ulrich, who came to the scene with Rossi on the way.

There was a gentlemanly smile on Ulrich's handsome face, as if Emily's words were complimenting him.

At this time, Rossi and a group of BAUs who arrived later were at the door of the bathroom public bathroom in the southwest corner of the military training ground. It was a good place for soldiers to take a shower before returning to the dormitory after training.

The little doctor squinted his eyes and looked back. There were no soldiers on the training ground.

"It's not training time." It was still the soldier guarding the door of Morgan's room, who looked like a bear with whiskers.

"Okay, thank you... what's your name?" The little doctor rubbed his nose and estimated the area of ​​the training ground, which was probably about the size of two standard football fields.

"Hudson, John. Hudson." The bear-like soldier briefly introduced himself.

"Observing the scenery of the training ground outside the door is not helpful to us." Leo scratched his chin with his fingers, and pulled back Dr. Reid who was about to walk to the sandy field on the other side of the training ground.

"Even if you can climb up, you won't see anything." Leo whispered to his little doctor, lest he do any dangerous things again.

The little doctor calculated the relative height of the training equipment on the sand from the ground, and finally felt that this matter should not be done by himself.

The lion did not observe the training ground like his colleagues did, but was full of interest in the crime scene in the bathroom: "Come on, let's go in and have a look."

Hotch and Tim were standing outside a bathroom cubicle, when they saw Leo and the little doctor coming in, they immediately stopped talking and looked over at the same time.Both of them looked bad, as if they were having some kind of dispute in a low voice just now.

The little doctor was uneasy: "What's wrong?"

Of course, Hotch's iceberg face couldn't see anything, and Leo's judgment was accurate and he first set his sights on that incomprehensible friend.

"Death looks ugly? Or does it have other meanings?" Leo saw something abnormal on the face of that rare blond monster with a straight face, but his tone of voice contained a kind of excitement that normal people couldn't understand.

"You can go and see for yourself." The blond monster said unhappily.

"Two corpses..." The little doctor let out an unbelievable cry after opening the door of the compartment.

"It does look like this." A certain lion folded his arms and leaned against the door of the cubicle to take a look.

But what makes the entire BAU feel uncomfortable is not the number of corpses, but the form of death.

Two fully naked male corpses were lying on their sides on the floor of the bathroom with their heads upside down. What was even more surprising and embarrassing was that...

"This pose looks good, doesn't it?" The blond monster squeezed himself in from the surrounding BAU colleagues, and said to Leo with a livid face.

The lion shrugged: "Never tried. In some ways, Dr. Reid is conservative and lacks creativity."

The two corpses showed the 69 posture of human sex, with their heads buried between each other's thighs and curled up in an awkward position. At the same time, the shower hose was removed by the murderer and passed through the rectums of the two corpses. Connect them together.

"This is not the Manson family anymore, it looks more like the work of some kind of anti-gay person." The little doctor stroked his chin and expressed his opinion very pertinently.

The corner of the lion's mouth hooked up slightly, which seemed to be some kind of mockery.

The little doctor put on the gloves: "Okay, now maybe we can separate the bodies... oh!"

"What's the matter?" Leo leaned forward and squatted down beside the little doctor.

The head of the corpse was removed to reveal the bloody lower body of another corpse.

"Very good, castrated." The lion stood up again and walked around the two corpses.

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