Criminal Minds Profile 2

"Who are you, uncle!" Diao Shu's eyes were really red. In such a humid and heavy rainy day, he couldn't go home to have a good meal, and was pressed by a crazy woman at the door. Even a clay figurine would be very angry.

What's more, foxes eat meat!

"I have something to ask you." After the fight just now, Song Yucheng's breath was warm on Diao Shuzhen's neck.But the words are still so cold and hard.

Even though they were standing under the eaves, when the wind blew, the pouring rain swept in, drenching both of them thoroughly.The clothes in summer are thin, and when the clothes are so wet, the body temperature raised by each other during the fight will evaporate the water vapor, brewing a fiery tide.

Diao Shu was really bored to the core. This kind of boredom was not just being entangled by inexplicable people, but more like a cluster of unknown flames burning slowly from the lower abdomen, and then forming a sea of ​​fire in his heart.

The body began to agitate.

Body temperature rises.Heartbeat.Shortness of breath.A certain desire that was sealed in memory but imprinted in the body is quietly recovering.

At that moment, Diao Shuzhen had to admit that even though Song Yucheng was only pressing on the door panel, many disharmonious images flashed through her mind, the same posture, different locations, even more primitive and rough, as if she had never Weathered raw stone, rough and sharp.

"You are a medical examiner and I am an intern policeman. What can we say?" Diao Shuzhen said in a hoarse voice, "Don't ask me like a prisoner!"

Before he could speak, Diao Shuzhen raised his leg and swept towards Song Yucheng's ankle.The other party didn't expect her to resist in such a situation, and was slightly stunned for a moment.Taking advantage of this moment, she turned around and grabbed the collar of Song Yucheng's white shirt with such force that the top two buttons suddenly burst open and rolled down the steps.

Song Yucheng raised his knee and kicked. Somehow, he remained sympathetic. When his hard knee touched Diao Shuzhen's soft belly, he withdrew his strength. It was just such a light touch.On the other hand, Diao Shuzhen himself, was busy backing away to dodge, stepped on the ground, and just fell backwards, rolling down the long stairs.

She was not willing to fall alone, so she tightened Song Yucheng's neckline, and rolled down the twenty-odd stairs together with the two of them like black and white Tai Chi balls hugging each other.

The spinning Diao Shuzhen fell face down in a puddle. She tried to support her body to sit up, but staring at stars, she fell back again.She wiped the dirt off her face, and in her blurred vision, she saw Song Yucheng who was one meter away supporting her body, and slowly sat up.

That otherworldly face was stained with dust, and the cheek was bruised by the stone steps, leaving some embarrassing scars.The clean white clothes are soaked and stained.The summer clothes were thin and see-through, and the wet clothes clinged to her body. Diao Shuzhen's keen vision unreservedly showed her the smooth body muscle lines hidden under the clothes, as well as the beautiful rhythm of life between the ups and downs of breathing.

Diao Shu was really happy.

The evil factors lurking in the blood are growing crazily.It is an incomparable enjoyment to watch the high-ranking people sink into the mire, as filthy as themselves.

Wanted to make her a little dirtier.

The sky and the earth are full of rain, and the white line connects the sky and the earth into one piece, and there is darkness everywhere.The cold rain fell on Diao Shuzhen's body, but her boiling blood never cooled down.

She pounced towards Song Yucheng, straddled his waist, preventing him from trying to turn over.

If the two people fighting under the eaves just now were still wearing a little hypocritical mask, just now Song Yucheng's heavy hand and Diao Shu's cunning completely tore up the fragile peace between the two people, this time the fight is obviously more direct and more brutal, punch to punch Meat, like two angry beasts, biting each other, just to tear off the bloody flesh from each other.

Diao Shuzhen punched Song Yucheng in the face, but the other party barely dodged, and inserted two fingers accustomed to holding a scalpel straight into her throat.Diao Shuzhen was startled, and turned to the side.Song Yucheng took the opportunity to stand up and move forward, switching the positions of the two of them.

Song Yucheng held down her legs, held her wrists with both hands, and held her tightly.Unexpectedly, Diao Shuzhen bit her shoulder. She was in pain, and when she loosened her grip, Diao Shuzhen struggled and rushed forward.

Just like this, you come and go, you go up and down, the two of them rolled back and forth countless times in the heavy rain and muddy water. At the beginning, I still remembered to use some fighting moves that I had learned. Later, the two of them wanted to Gan `death to the other party, they don't care about anything, as if they are two rascals on the street, fighting together indiscriminately.

In the end, it was Song Yucheng who had slightly better physical strength. She held Diao Shuzhen under her body, stared at her with dark eyes, and said coolly, "Are you convinced?"

Diao Shuzhen felt pain all over his body, as if he was about to be torn apart.She lay in the cold rain, and her warm breath steamed into a white mist in the rain.

There was water in her amber eyes, and she pleaded in a soft voice: "Medical Doctor Song, please forgive me, it hurts so much, I can't move my right ankle, it must be broken."

"It hurts, woo, take it easy, please..." Diao Shuzhen said in a hoarse voice, her voice was clear and slightly immature, and she yelled in such a hoarse voice, as if she had been wronged by the sky. My heart trembled.

Song Yucheng hesitated for a moment, but finally let her go, got up, took off her shoes and socks, and touched them carefully.

At this moment, Song Yucheng caught a glimpse of a tricky smile on Diao Shuzhen's mouth, and the other party tensed his waist, kicked her in the face hard with his feet.She dodged in no hurry, and was kicked in the chin in the end.

The slight difference between losing and winning is enough to reverse the situation.Diao Shuzhen jumped up from the ground like a carp, and flew to land on her body.

"In the end, I still won." Diao Shuzhen rode on her, looked at the opponent's physical exhaustion and powerless struggle, and smiled triumphantly.

"Shameless." Song Yucheng turned his head and pursed his pale lips.

"I'm too lazy to debate these boring things with you." Although the heavy rain drenched her whole body and she was hungry, the irritability she had accumulated during this time was vented out of the irritability she had accumulated during the venting fight just now, and her mood unexpectedly It's as good as a sunny day after the rain.She said lazily, "You are allowed to be physically strong, and I am not allowed to use tricks?"

As if being annoyed by Diao Shuzhen's scoundrel, Song Yucheng bit his lips and stared at her.The head rope of the person below him fell during the fight, and his waist-length dark hair fell behind him.Because of the fight just now, her body temperature was very high, and her face was still slightly red.This color, coupled with her jade-white face, but with a few fresh scars, is unreasonably alluring.

On weekdays, Song Yucheng was spotless, like a god on high, who would only arouse reverence in people's hearts.

At this time, Song Yucheng fell into the rainwater, the scratch on his left cheek cut through his skin as snowy as jade, and a few dark red blood beads leaked out, which made people have evil thoughts.

I want to take pity on her and mend that wound.I want to make more wounds, not just on the face, but on the whole body.

By coincidence, Diao Shuzhen bent down and kissed the wound.

A loud slap brought back Diao Shuzhen's rationality. She held her burning face in pain, feeling aggrieved and at the same time feeling ecstatic.

She was dizzy for a moment, she couldn't help feeling remorse, and knew she was wrong, so she quickly let go of Song Yucheng, and squatted down pitifully aside, just like a little fox who stole fish but pretended to be stupid.

Song Yucheng stared at her for a while.

Diao Shuzhen instinctively noticed that the other party seemed not as angry as he imagined, so he continued to pretend to be a silly fox with confidence.

"Go, go home." Song Yucheng was about to laugh angrily at her, holding her ear, and beckoning this lustful fox to open the door and go home.

How should I put it, the two of them are covered in injuries, and it is still raining heavily outside, so I can't accompany her to silently become a statue outside, can I?

It is said that the middle process of quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed has to be omitted, but it is the essence.

In fact, fighting also has the same effect. Two people exercise together to vent their grievances and sometimes achieve the purpose of emotional communication.

No, Diao Shuzhen and Song Yucheng are in a warm and dry room, holding hot tea in their hands, even though it is still wet and can squeeze out the water, the tense hostile atmosphere between each other has eased invisible Not a lot.

The main reason is that after a fight just now, the two of them don't have the physical strength to fight again.

Different from her frivolity and publicity, Diao Shuzhen's living room is quite simple, with a wooden sofa and a few porcelain cups on an old glass coffee table.A TV that looks like it hasn't been turned on for a long time is all the possessions in this living room.

Simple and sloppy.

The only unique thing is that there is a whiteboard hanging in the corner, and the handwriting on it is as illegible as ghostly symbols. Through the words "8.14" on it, it can be barely seen that it is a tree diagram for analyzing the case.Various photos related to the case were also attached with scotch tape.

At the foot of the whiteboard are stacks of books, all of which are very old.

From the looks of it, Diao Shuzhen is definitely not as salty as he appears.

"Why are you looking for me?" Diao Shuzhen blew on the tea floating on the water, his voice was lazy, and he even yawned.

"What do you think?" Song Yucheng kicked the ball back.

Diao Shuzhen didn't even bother to tease her, and said bluntly: "You think I eat and don't work, and I know that Fu Qingyun's psychological portrait is not reliable, and I follow him to blow rainbow farts, and I only watch movies and liveliness all day long , I didn’t put my mind on solving the case at all.”

Song Yucheng said coolly, "You know it yourself."

Diao Shuzhen didn't speak for a while.

The raindrops outside the window became the only sound from behind in this silent atmosphere.

Diao Shuzhen put down the teacup in his hand, and said a nonsensical sentence, "Forensic Doctor Song, your surname is 'Song', Song is always a good surname."

"Noble and innocent, upright and upright, it has been like this for more than 700 years, it is simply engraved in everyone's collective subconscious." The steam rising from life filled in front of Diao Shuzhen, Song Yucheng couldn't see her expression clearly, only heard a sad voice Wuxi said calmly, "But not everyone is like you."

"Compared to people surnamed 'Diao', people surnamed 'Song' received much more respect and trust." Diao Shuzhen said calmly.

Song Yucheng wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be stuck, and he didn't know where to start.

Any language, in the face of such peaceful sadness, seems powerless, even a bit hypocritical.

"Forget it." Diao Shuzhen's voice was calm, and the water vapor blurred her face. Song Yucheng felt that she was smiling, but she seemed to be wronged like crying, "Since it's rare for someone to listen to my profile, I'll say To your only audience."

The author says:

See you at Criminal Minds Portrait on Monday, let’s go out for a ride tomorrow, hehe