[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

The person who had been patiently and gently comforting him suddenly changed his face, and Carat stepped back in fear, "I don't know!"

"You think I'll believe it?"

Xi Ya sneered, half for the lying Carat, and half for the careless self.Obviously the two of them came to the amusement park to lure the murderer of the Jack the Ripper imitation case, and they had so much fun that they let Reid out of her sight!

"At first I thought it wasn't a coincidence that someone your age knew me through Werther, but you obviously didn't. Say, whoever told you I'm the FBI can help you!"

"Werther? Yes, I'm through Werther..."

"click"

The slight sound of loading the gun resounded like thunder in the eyes of everyone.

Shia impatiently continued to circle around with her, took out a gun from her bag, loaded it with one hand, and raised her hand/gun to aim at Carat.

"No one in the park has seen the missing son you said, but my colleague disappeared in search of your child who may not exist. I have every reason to suspect that you and others are planning to kidnap the FBI. Now you have the right to remain silent, you Everything that is said to any one of the police officers can be used against you in court. You have the right to a lawyer, and if you can’t afford a lawyer, a lawyer can be provided to you for free.”

The manager of the amusement park jumped in panic. A child just disappeared, and now even the FBI is missing. What should I do? !

Carat raised her hands in horror and squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, and confessed quickly: "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, my son Marvin really disappeared. When I was looking for someone in the amusement park, a man was far away. Pointing at you and saying, you are the FBI and can help me find my son, but to find my son safely, I need to separate you from your boyfriend. Sorry, I just want to find my son!"

Carat broke down in tears, and the fear and fear of not being able to find her son were completely revealed at the moment when someone pointed a gun at her and felt life-threatening.

She slumped on the ground, covering her face and weeping bitterly.

Another man?

Shia put away the gun, she was originally trying to scare Carat, "What does the man look like? What are the characteristics?"

Carat was still crying, "I can't remember, I just want to find Marvin, I really can't remember, sorry!"

"damn it!"

Shia cursed and called Garcia, "Garcia, did the surveillance cameras capture the man talking to Clarke Pence? That man might kidnap Reed."

"Hold on!"

Hearing that it might be the person who kidnapped Reid, Garcia immediately dropped the coffee, and quickly retrieved the surveillance video, split the display screen as much as possible and played it on multiple screens, "Found it! The other party consciously avoided the camera, just a side view Face. Shia, any other clues?"

"Have!"

Xi Ya turned around without hesitation, squatted in front of Carat, and pulled her hand covering her face away.

Carat's eye sockets were stained black by the smudged eyeliner, and the whites of the eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, which looked quite horrible from a close look.

Shia held Carat's face with some strength, and controlled her from lowering her head to escape, "I need you to recall the scene when you saw that man."

Carat shook her head, "No, I can't remember!"

"No, you can. That man is the prisoner who kidnapped your son. For your son, you must remember!"

"It's him?"

Carat opened her mouth wide in shock, she had no choice but to obey, "I listen to you!"

"Follow me and take a deep breath, exhale, inhale, and do it again."

After taking two deep breaths, Carat relaxed a lot, thinking that thinking of that man would save her son, she became calmer.

Shia stared closely at Carat's eyes, "Okay, I can't find Marvin, you are in a hurry, there are so many tourists in the amusement park to help you find it, but you still can't find it. You can't wait, you walked outside again and again today with Where Marvin went together, that man appeared when you were almost desperate."

The hand on the face was hot and hard.

Those dark eyes lit up stars one after another at some point, and the stars were arranged in a law that Carat couldn't tell, moving slowly.

She saw herself in the starry sky under the sun, she saw herself standing beside the carousel at a loss not long ago, and that man.

It was a handsome white male with a smile on his lips, which was easy to be liked.

"Are you the one who lost the child?"

"It's me!" Clara grabbed his hand in a hurry, like a driftwood caught by a drowning person in the sea, her slightly long nails dug into the man's hand, "Have you seen my son? He's so tall, wearing Dark blue down jacket and black jeans, he is very good!"

"I can't, but I know someone who can."

The man frowned, pulled Kela's hand away, and turned around while pressing her shoulder, "Did you see that girl? The one in the white down jacket holding hands with the boy in the blue suit. She is the FBI. She can help you find your son."

"she?"

Carat shook her head, "She's still a child, how could she be the FBI?"

"She is, if you want to find a son, you must have her."

The man smiled strangely, "To find your son, there is one more condition besides her..."

Carat's eyes were blank, and she mechanically said: "Separate them!"

"Tsk,"

Shia let go of Carat, covered her eyes and took a step back, hitting a strong shoulder.

Morgan supported her, "Are you all right?"

"fine."

Shia's eyes hurt so much that she couldn't open her eyes. She picked up the unbroken cell phone, "Garcia, it's started."

"it is good!"

"Caucasian, male, 30-40 years old, dark brown hair, eye color, one blue, one light blue, natural eye color is different, no, he has changed eyeballs! The target is on the left eye and underwent eye surgery He is recovering very well, considering the maturity of eye replacement surgery technology, it may have been done 2-5 years ago."

"Okay, not many people are unlucky enough to need eye replacements. Oh, damn, there are quite a few people in America. Shea!"

"Is there a doctor?"

"No."

"Nobody has a medical background?"

"No."

Shia bit her lip, the invisible darkness made her feel even more anxious.

When the BAU people arrived, Shia faced Carat, and they couldn't see what she was doing from behind.

It can still be guessed.

hypnotized?Still can't open my eyes...

Gideon reminded aloud: "Post-traumatic stress disorder, PTSD, Garcia, someone suffered a major accident and car accident and injured his left eye, and then changed his eye?"

"Yes! Mark Arabella, Caucasian, 38 years old, a family of three survived a series of road traffic accidents three years ago. He was blind in his left eye. He changed his eye half a year later, and has since resigned and recuperated at home."

Garcia gritted his teeth and quickly retrieved the information, "I don't believe this guy can keep up with his expenses without working...huh?"

"what happened?"

Garcia said: "He really doesn't have a job, he doesn't use his credit card anymore, and the bank/bank/card regularly transfers 1 yuan on the 30st of every month. This guy never goes out, and all daily necessities and things are delivered to the door."

The information obtained through the investigation can basically confirm that this prisoner is the prisoner. Chiado asked, "Garcia, is his son blond?"

"Oh, yes, Tommy was seven years old when he died, and inherited his wife's blonde hair."

"go!"

Several people ran back and forth quickly.

Shea struggled to open her eyes. Before she could take a step, she was hugged by Morgan, "I'll carry you away!"

Mark Arabella's home is 15 kilometers away from the amusement park. Mark, who doesn't go out all the year round, didn't go to the amusement park on a whim.

The kidnapping is similar to his son's Marvin Burns, and the kidnapping of Reid next to Shea was premeditated.

I broke through.

The fact that the prisoner is not at home has almost become a daily task for the FBI to arrest people every time.

After resting for a period of time, her eyes got better. Shea squinted her eyes and entered the room, searching for clues with everyone.

Morgan went straight to the notebook, "Hey, female warrior, there is a notebook in front of me that requires a password. Can you find out about Reid's news?"

"When did the female warrior let you down!"

Garcia quickly unlocked the laptop, and Morgan sat at the desk, seeing unfamiliar windows pop up one after another, and then stayed on an interface that was taking pictures.

Garcia gasped, "Oh my God, what is he going to do to Rhett?"

Morgan called with a sullen face, "Come here!"

The camera broadcasted it in real time. In the picture, Mark put on a white coat with the doctor's logo, and facing the camera was a white operating table, on which lay the person they were most familiar with, Spencer Reid.

Given all the empty bodies they'd seen, it wasn't hard to imagine what Mark was going to do to Red.

At this moment, Reid in the picture woke up.

The moment he smelled ether, Rhett consciously held his breath to avoid excessive inhalation.

It's a pity that his movements couldn't keep up with his thinking, and the ether he inhaled made him unconscious until now.

Rhett knew what was going on at a glance, "Are you the murderer in the Jack the Ripper imitation case?"

"Well, do you like what you see?"

It is rare to meet a person who is so calm while being tied to the operating table. Mark finds a bosom friend and introduces excitedly, "Every corpse is my work, and it is a work that should be recorded in history. It is a pity that the corpse can be preserved." The time is too short, and fortunately those witnesses can live on in the next person. They are the testimony of my writings, which will be passed on from generation to generation."

Rhett licked his lips, his lips were so dry that he was a little dehydrated: "You want to be the second Jack the Ripper?"

"Jack the Ripper? No no no."

Mark shook his head, picked up the sharp scalpel and approached Rhett's neck, gently gestured, and pulled out a thin line of blood, "Don't you think I should have a better name? Jack the Ripper just opened his stomach, I remove all the organs from the human body while they are still alive. I know you are a doctor, a learned doctor, think of a famous name for me

! ”

The opposite camera is on?

Reid was taken aback for a moment, no matter where the camera went, he always believed that they would come.

Until then, all he needs is persistence, until that moment.

"Do you know that Shia already knows that you are the murderer?"

Mark shook his head: "Impossible."

Rhett smiled.

Nothing is impossible.

Look, the blue light of the camera went off and on, and the Morse code was typed.

--wait for me.

The author has something to say: Thank you Zhenzi Chocolate for mine~

Thank you Xie Sumo for the deep-water torpedo, it's exciting!

Because the girl threw it in the column, the front and backstage did not show, the stupid mango has not found _(:з"∠)_

Waiting for the weekend, I will add more =[-]=