[Comprehensive British and American] Vector of love

It was dark and it was not easy to find a restaurant.This is a scenic spot, not an urban area, and it is not so lively at night.But here near the sea, there are still some seafood restaurants open.The specialty is Maine lobster, potatoes and corn on the bottom, steamed with sea water and dipped in butter to eat.

The two ordered a few lobsters and some shellfish, and sat outside to wait.

The environment here is very good, and there are only the two of them as guests. Occasionally, a few fireflies pass by. Accompanied by the sound of music, it should be a very romantic atmosphere, but there is a bit of embarrassment.

Trista dipped her fingers in a little water, and drew casually on the wooden tabletop, "I called my dad just now, and he told me the love story between him and my mother. After I listened, There is probably a little bit of belief that he is my father. At least I think his feelings for my mother are true. "

"Then do you know your mother's identity now?" Rhett looked at the desktop, she drew an orchid.Although the painting material is rough, it is painted lifelike.

"Actually, I don't think it matters anymore. I think there must be a reason why Harold didn't tell me about her. As for me, don't pursue it too much. It's better not to know about many things." Trista said to Fern now. Qi became more and more trusting. She even felt that even if he wasn't her biological father, it didn't matter.

"It's best if you can see it." Rhett suddenly envied her a little bit. Rose once asked him to learn to let go. He thought he had done it, but after meeting Trista, he realized that he was actually not Still under the influence of Maeve.

It wasn't that he couldn't give up his love for her, that he couldn't shake off the shadow of her death, but that he couldn't accept that his lover was in any danger again.

People in the BAU group, either themselves or their relatives, have been threatened in various ways.He couldn't guarantee whether Trista would also be targeted by a serial killer.

How he and Trista partnered together, the danger was doubled.

If something happened to Trista, he didn't know if he could climb out of the abyss again this time.

He was afraid, afraid that he could not control the gradually increasing feelings, and also afraid that fate would pull them in the direction of tragedy.No matter which possibility it is, he can't control it.This feeling is very hopeless.

"What about you?" Trista looked down at the orchid on the table. The water stains had dried quickly in the summer night and had begun to slowly disappear.All good things are the same, fleeting.

She must be happy that Rhett can come to find her, but how long can this mood last?

If he doesn't let go of his fear of the past, he will never have the chance to walk into his heart.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Instead of holding unrealistic fantasies, it is better to wake yourself up in advance, at least the two of you will not be so embarrassed in the future work.

"I..." Rhett licked his lips, he couldn't give this answer.But he really wanted to say something, because he knew that if he answered, his relationship with her would be completely determined.

A firefly flitted behind her, its warm glow lighting up the night sky and illuminating her blonde hair like a filter.

She is so beautiful, so talented, her appearance is impeccable, even her hobbies and rhythm of life are similar to her, Rhett can't find any reason to reject her.

He even felt that if he had met him in high school, he might not have been bullied by those people.

Trista stared at him, expecting his answer.But at this moment, both of their mobile phones rang.No need to guess, the case must have progressed.

The two could only temporarily abandon the conversation and rushed to the police station.

The rangers spotted a sneaky person during their routine patrol tonight and followed them to a cabin in the woods.There were several corpses in the hut, but the man ran away without being caught.

"Are you going up the mountain again?" Trista just felt that she was going to kneel down, her physical strength was really failing.

"I can carry you up." Morgan laughed. Looking at her half-cut trouser legs, he knew that she was not having a very good day.

"Okay!" Trista agreed without hesitation, she really couldn't move anymore.

"You can just wait here. We took pictures, and you can take a look at the dead body." Hochner was not in the mood to joke at this time. He asked Trista and Reid to stay at the police station. He and Morgan, two middle-aged men, went up the mountain.

Most of the officers left with them, and there was still a chance to catch the suspect.The police station was empty again in an instant, only the two of them continued to stare blankly.

"I think..." Rhett licked his lips, he felt that his lips were going to be cracked, but he still couldn't control the movement, "I can try."

"Try what?" Trista didn't respond, she was still painting her orchid.

"Try, let go of the past." Rhett took out a green one from her colored pencils and helped her draw on the leaves.

Trista reached out, dipped some water in the quilt, and wiped away the green, "You want me to be your placebo?"

"The effect of placebo may be far greater than that of normal drugs. Just like the Chinese, they use 'burning' to explain HSV virus infection, and like to use a Chinese herbal medicine called Banlangen to treat inflammation at the corners of the mouth. Although once infected with HSV virus It will be carried for life, but the placebo effect brought by this Chinese herbal medicine is amazing, and the blisters on the corners of the mouth will quickly disappear." Once Rhett comes into contact with professional terms, he can't help but start explaining them.

"Oh~, I'm so honored." Trista laughed, although the development of the matter was far from what she expected, but at least it was on the right track.

"This case is over, we'll go..." Before Rhett finished speaking, the phone rang.

It was Morgan, who had come across a victim who had been attacked by a suspect on the way, and was rushing to the hospital, and asked Red and Trista to go with them.

The two did not dare to delay, and went on the road immediately.

The victim had some skin trauma, but it wasn't life-threatening, so ask them right away to give them some clues.

"When I went up the mountain, I was going to see a kind of orchid. When I arrived at the place where that kind of orchid grows, I was knocked from behind. I didn't dare to look back, so I endured the pain and started running... "

It was another orchid, and Trista could not help but narrow her eyes, "Are you going to see it, or dig it?"

She saw the victim's bag, which was very large and contained some tools. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like photographic equipment.

The act of stealing orchids occurs in various countries. Most of the gardening varieties are now domesticated from the wild. If new varieties need to be cultivated, a lot of investment will be required.Some speculators will go to the mountains to dig secretly during the orchid flowering season, and then transport them back to the greenhouse to choose good-looking varieties for hybridization.

The price in the international orchid trading market is getting higher year by year, which has also led to repeated prohibitions of this kind of behavior.

"There are no restrictions on the gender, age, and ethnicity of the victim. The suspect is not picky about the type of victim, which means that it may be because the victim did something that angered him." Hearing this, Hochner had more detailed speculation.

"But the suspect recorded the whole process of committing the crime. He was very calm and sent it to us, which shows that he is an extremely organized person." Morgan continued to add.

"It may also be because the victim committed illegal acts. He is acting as a vigilante. Sending us the video tape is mocking the police's inaction." Rose picked up the victim's bag, and there were indeed A few shovels.

"Then what happened to the first victim I found, Jenny?" Trista listened to their analysis, her brain couldn't keep up, and she decided to study psychology and criminology with Reid after returning. .

"Let's go and see the corpse first." Reid felt that the profile was not perfect, and he needed more details.

All the people went to the forensic room, and Trista walked last. She knew that the scene she saw this time might be weird, so she hid behind Rhett.

"The environment in the hut is dark and humid. The surface of the corpse is covered with a lot of moss and fungal plants. I haven't had time to clean it up yet." The forensic doctor looked at these green corpses and was also very troubled.

Trista stuck her head out, and she took a look and felt that she could bear it before walking over.After glancing at it, she walked up to one of the corpses, "Ah, remember the crystal orchid I said, it will grow here soon."

Rhett quickly walked over, squatted beside her, and saw a few translucent white corollas, "It looks like there are several."

"It's possible that Jenny escaped from the cult and strayed into this mountain forest. She accidentally stepped on some of the orchids and was seen by the suspect?" Trista can only guess at this stage, and can't give a scientific explanation. Speculated, "You can see that these crystal orchids are concentrated on her feet, and they should be infected with fungal hyphae."

"Anyway, the suspect must be related to Lanhua. Call the police and conduct a profile immediately." Hotchner took out his phone and immediately contacted the sheriff.

Trista raised her hand consciously and said that she would stay and help identify the victim, because she couldn't help much in the following matters.

"When this case is over, I will have a short vacation, and then we will have a cup of coffee." Before Reid left, he did not forget to finish his words.

"Dating by the way." Trista took another step forward.

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