[comprehensive] superior skills

In a magic living room that is enough to make any intruder recall the most wonderful childhood dream, there are four men with different expressions but very calm sitting upright.

Although they have long passed the age of lingering in amusement parks, they still can't help but secretly look at this little paradise that can be called a refuge in the adult world.

Megan put down a plate of snacks in the middle of the table, and asked the young man with the most nervous expression, "Tea or coffee?"

"Well, please give me a cup of black tea."

Rhett moved his body carefully, trying to ensure that he sat completely in the small stump-shaped chair.

This posture is a little uncomfortable for his height, but the more spacious seat has been occupied by the other three, and there seems to be no more options than standing awkwardly and becoming the focus of everyone.

"Ok."

Seeing that his condition was not much better than that of the boy who delivered the newspaper, Megan, who had long been familiar with the information of the visitor, smiled lightly and said: "I added some special ingredients to these teas, which will make people feel very comfortable and help relieve insomnia symptom."

Feeling the master's kindness, Rhett stared at the relief on the fireplace and asked, "Why are there three dwarfs?"

Although the decoration style of the whole house is obviously based on the theme of magic, the decorations that can be seen at hand are not those familiar characters, but their images are so vivid and charming, as if they have existed for thousands of years in another unknown world. It's been the same for a hundred years.

It was the first time to hear such a lovely question, Megan tilted her head mischievously, and pretended to be deep and said: "Maybe the other four are on the way to send Snow White home."

"Red."

Had to interrupt the big boy's whimsy, Gideon, who had gradually perfected the profile of the woman in his heart from the beginning of the meeting, said: "Thank you for your hospitality, we are here this time, there is something more important Things hope to get answers from you."

At the same time he said this, the other three agents also entered a state of readiness.

They all stared at the suspect on the opposite side intently, trying to analyze the most desired conclusions from her facial expressions and body movements.

"Please, gentlemen."

Megan hugged Coco, who was a little uneasy, and sat peacefully on the rocking chair closest to the fireplace.

Judging from the positions of the seats beside the low table, she was already surrounded by three agents who were ready to explode at any time.

"I know that you have a website under your name, a communication place for people interested in divination and supernatural events. Can you tell me about your original intention of establishing this place?"

Gideon didn't choose to show his fangs at the beginning, because he knew that his opponent was a very patient and cunning person who knew how to hide himself.

He chose the easiest way to make the other party let go of his guard, and guided her to say specific content step by step.

In this process, if the opponent is not innocent, she will inevitably reveal some secret details related to the case unconsciously.

"Is this question important?"

Megan's movements remained the same, and she was still combing the pet's hair gently.

Facing her question, Gideon made a brief explanation, "Yes, because it involves the beginning of a series of tragic stories, so please explain this in detail."

"Ok."

Megan breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't think you will lack my personal details at hand, so there is no need to repeat the things that everyone knows."

"After earning enough money for retirement in the casino, I suddenly felt that it was boring to face those upper-class people wearing false masks all day long. Since God has given a person a certain talent, why not use it to help more needy people People. I think that’s where the site started in the first place.”

Gideon nodded. "What kind of talent are you talking about?"

"You haven't watched the show I recorded, have you?"

Megan made an expected look, "I can swear to God, any of these tests are true and effective."

Hodge's expression changed slightly, and there was a touch of sympathy in his tone, "You mean, you have a very special ability to communicate with the dead as described on the website."

After questioning, he made silent eye contact with his companions, and confirmed that hallucinations may also be one of the characteristics of the unknown suspect.

"You can choose the way you like to understand. Psychics, fortune tellers, and ghost whisperers all fit the nature of this talent."

Looking at the increasingly serious expressions of the agents, Megan said helplessly: "This is why I don't want to communicate too much with people in my life, because they are always asking 'Why?' 'Really?' "

"Gentlemen, the only thing I want to say is that true faith needs no words, it exists in everyone's heart."

Hearing this, Reid, who was sipping delicious black tea, quickly put down his teacup and interjected: "Just like the boy Cole in "The Sixth Sense", he is plagued by ghosts but is not understood by the world, and he is always depressed. But in With the help of a psychiatrist, he can finally face the fear in his heart and help those who died fulfill their wishes."

"That's it!"

Finally getting a divine assist, Megan wanted to applaud the little doctor and showed him a very bright smile.

The encouraged young detective went on to say: "In fact, the so-called sixth sense is just a simplification of ESP. In addition to the body sense, there may also be a seventh, eighth or even ninth sense. Those are the real senses." uncharted territory!"

After finishing the relevant content in one breath, after he lowered his head and drank the tea because of thirst, he suddenly found that all the colleagues around him looked at him with strange expressions.

Reid put down the teacup lightly, and said with a look of perplexity: "Did I do something wrong?"

Seeing the blank and innocent eyes, Morgan didn't know who was more worthy of comfort, so he could only shrug his shoulders weakly, "No, you did a good job."

Touching his forehead with a headache, Gideon tried to bring the conversation back to the previous state, "So you feel that you can help the dead achieve their final wishes like Cole, because you understand their pain, struggle and reluctance, right? ?”

This is also an astonishing coincidence with the characteristics of the unknown suspect. Two people who have also deified themselves, what choice will they make when they encounter believers who are powerless to resist? Turn a blind eye or take advantage of their superiority over ordinary people To rescue him?The ending is self-evident.

Megan gave an answer similar to what she expected, "Actually, I think a good psychic is also a good psychiatrist. He can not only relieve the dead, but also comfort the souls of the living."

"Have you ever heard of the name Aiden Rhys?"

In the puzzled expression of the other party, Hodge, who had been silent most of the time, suddenly asked quickly: "Or Anna White, Luke Wright, Edward Smith, can these people remind you of something? "

Meghan thought back, "Are they my fans?"

"No, they are the victims of a series of murders."

Hodge went on to say: "Anna drowned in the bathtub, Luke left a corpse on every road he traveled, Aiden corroded to a skeleton in the potion pool, Edward was hanged by a fan."

"Don't you have any impression of these pictures in your mind?"

Sensing his hostility, Megan couldn't help but said loudly: "Sir, what do you mean? Are you commenting on me with some murders?"

Feeling the master's anger, Keke twisted her body impatiently, jumped to the ground and slipped away.

The more Megan thought about it, the angrier she became, and she began to walk up and down the room, "Gentlemen, I thought you came here with good intentions. Because belief is too private, even if you can't understand it, you should have the best intentions." At least respect. Who knew you were so unreasonable."

Her fiery and bright brown eyes glared angrily at the detectives present, "Why should I hurt people who have nothing to do with me? Who would do meaningless things after enjoying a peaceful life?" To break this tranquility?"

"Are they really meaningless to you?"

Gideon also stood up. "If that's the case, why are you angry?"

"Isn't this the most basic reaction of normal people when they are hostile and humiliated?"

Megan raised that pretty face and looked coldly at the intruder opposite, "If that's what you guys came here for, then there's no need to waste each other's time. Because I've never left my house for half a day since I moved to the town The farthest place I have ever been is just the supermarket in the town."

"I will fully cooperate with any investigation you do, but before you go to the door next time, please be sure to prepare a search warrant. Because correspondingly, you will not get the slightest kindness from me."

Gideon also looked at her without flinching, "We will visit again with all the procedures you need."

Due to the breakdown of the negotiations, the detectives who did not have any direct evidence could only get up and leave this seemingly warm hut.

"Hey, Sixth Sense Boy!"

Reid, who was walking at the end with his head down, turned his head subconsciously when he heard a familiar voice, and happened to catch a metal box that was thrown into his arms.

Megan smiled and ran her fingers across the bags under her eyes, "Take good care of your dark circles."

"Reid?"

Hodge, who happened to see this scene, looked at him disapprovingly. At this time, the positions of the two parties were too sensitive, and it was really inappropriate to create too much entanglement.

"Agent Hodge."

Ignoring the troubled little doctor, Megan finally said before closing the door: "I hope you can maintain your current expression when welcoming the new life."

At this moment, there were only two men left on the quiet path.

Facing the serious eyes of his boss, Reid said hesitantly, "Maybe I can leave it at the door."

Hodge glanced at the tea box that he was always holding in his hand, and solemnly warned: "Don't be an example. At least until Megan Kane is cleared of suspicion, you can no longer have any private contact with her."

Hodge somewhat understood Rhett's thoughts.

The same family background and similar experience will make this young boy unconsciously want to get close to each other. He also hopes that Reid can get in touch with more peers, but Megan in front of him is really not a good candidate.

Even though she was a pretty attractive woman.

Morgan, who was standing by the car door, asked the two belated companions, "What did she say to you?"

"Well, Megan gave me a box of tea, and told Hodge to stay in shape to welcome the new life." Reid said honestly.

Morgan took off her sunglasses in surprise, "Is she chanting a spell?"

It's not his fault for losing his composure, but this kind of words are too much like the greetings of some evil groups before praying.

Hodge shook his head, "I don't think so, I don't feel any malice."

The world of mental patients is incomprehensible to ordinary people. Many times they will make many actions that are meaningless in the eyes of ordinary people, and even have special communication methods.

"Hodge, bad news, for some it's just the opposite."

Gideon, who had been answering the phone, lowered the car window, "Just two hours ago, the fifth homicide occurred in California. This time, witnesses testified to seeing two young men appearing nearby, one of them There are obvious bloodstains. The local police have sent the case information.”

He said while looking at the courtyard he had visited before, "I believe that during our conversation, Meghan's words and deeds have shown that she has no knowledge of this matter."

Reed said eagerly: "Serial killers rarely have two people acting at the same time. Referring to historical cases, this kind of alliance will always have a relatively close relationship behind it, such as husband and wife or brothers."

"In other words, the appearance of these two suspects has almost cleared the suspicion of Meghan Kane."

Unable to understand his obvious good mood, Morgan leaned into the driver's seat, "I reserve my opinion."

Hodge agreed: "That's right, it's too early to draw conclusions. Let's talk about it when we get back from California."

Just as he was thinking of informing his wife of the news of his departure, the phone in his hand rang pleasantly one step earlier.

"Hi honey, how was your day?" Hailey asked on the phone.

Hearing his wife's gentle smile, the expression on Hodge's face suddenly softened, "Not bad, how about you."

Hailey asked again: "I'm fine too, um, have you had lunch yet?"

Avoiding the mocking eyes with smiles around him, Hodge said softly: "Not yet, I'm planning to solve it."

"Alan," Hailey's voice trembled a little, which she rarely did, "I wanted to wait until you got home, but I couldn't help but want to tell you."

"What do you want to say?" Hodge asked softly.

There was a soft panting sound from the other side of the phone, "...I'm pregnant. I went to the hospital for an examination in the morning, and the doctor said that the fetus is healthy."

Hodge was a little dazed for a moment, "Are you pregnant?"

"Yes, why is your voice so strange? Aren't you happy?" Hailey felt aggrieved.

"No, I'm very happy, really!" Hodge said excitedly, grabbing his hair, "It's just that it's all too sudden, do you understand baby, I love you!"

After repeating a few incoherent love words, Hodge hung up the phone, "I'm going to be a father."

Gideon's mouth curled into a deep smile line, "Yes, we all heard that, congratulations!"

"You are awesome!"

Morgan patted him on the shoulder, "I can't wait to see the little angel of the Hodges!"

In the good-natured laughter of his colleagues, Hodge showed a rare relaxed expression, "We have always had plans for the child, but we didn't expect him to come so soon."

"Hey, Hodge."

After hesitating for a moment, Reid still raised the tea pot in his hand, "Do you still remember Megan's words, 'welcome a new life'!"

"Do you think there may be a coincidence in this?"

After a brief silence, Hodge looked at the fading courtyard in the rearview mirror and said, "I can't make a judgment lightly. But I think if she knows about it, she will smile very proudly."

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