[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

Morgan knocked on the door and came in, unexpectedly did not see Al who came up one step earlier than him: "Did Al not come up?"

Garcia, who opened the door for him, shook his head. Hearing this, he deliberately opened the door and poked his head out to have a look, but he still didn't find Al: "I didn't come up, where did I go?"

It's not time for dinner, and Al won't go out alone without saying a word, maybe he will tell them.

Morgan didn't know what happened to Al, and no one answered the phone.

Now, he was a little worried.

The relationship between Garcia and JJ is relatively good, and the relationship with Al is not the best. They have been colleagues for two years, and generally there are still some.

She was also a little worried. After thinking about it, she still used the GPS positioning system installed for everyone to locate Al, and explained to herself while looking for people: "I am worried that there will be a situation where I can't contact you, but I don't usually use it." Yes! Ah, I found it!"

As the FBI, everyone's mobile phones are turned on 24 hours a day, ready to go at any time in case of emergencies, and it is unlikely that they will not be contacted.

However, there are still accidents, such as wanting to stay alone in a secret place, and the mobile phone is out of power and broken, and the signal is not good. Happened not so long ago.

Thinking of that matter, Garcia became more confident. Anyway, she deliberately consulted them before doing this matter, and if there is no opinion, it means acquiescing.

"Not far from here, the position has not moved, I don't know what happened."

The information that Garcia can see through GPS positioning is limited, only that Al has never come out in that place.

Calls are not answered, text messages are not returned, and the unresponsiveness is worrying.

Morgan, who hadn't sat down, immediately turned around and went out, "I'll go find her."

After thinking about it, Hotchina went out together, "I'll go too."

No one, including Morgan and Hotchner, thought anything would happen to Al.

Al is the police officer with the number one crime detection rate in Seattle for three consecutive years. He assisted and joined BAU. Could something happen in the place she is most familiar with?I'm afraid I forgot to tell them about something urgent on the road.

Before arriving at the remote warehouse, both Morgan and Hotchina thought so.

Therefore, when they saw Al lying in a pool of blood, they didn't realize what was going on for a while.

Just a guy with a backside, hairstyle, and clothes that look similar, right?

Morgan spurned himself and ran forward with Hotchner, turning the man who had fallen on his back over.

Turning the front, Morgan saw Al's face, and after being shocked, he cursed fiercely, "SHIT!"

Hotchner touched Al's carotid artery, and shook his head at the hopeful Morgan.

He suffered a gunshot wound to the left atrium and lost too much blood. The treatment was not timely, and the arteries stopped beating, so he was hopeless.

"SHIT! SONO FBITCH!"

Morgan couldn't bear to look at Al's body. Except for the fatal gunshot wound to the heart, her body didn't look too damaged. The only thing that made people feel shocking was the eyes.

Al's eyes were gouged out.

Those eyes, which are used to laughing and often tease them, were dug away by someone, leaving two dark holes.

Hotchner clenched his fists, trying to restrain his anger.

Morgan is easily sentimental, and Al's tragic death may well have spurred him to do something irreparable, and he can't be emotional anymore!

Although Al belonged to the BAU department of the Quantico FBI, she had an accident in Seattle and was shot and her eyes gouged out. An FBI died in Seattle, so she still had to call the police.

The FBI was killed, and a colleague of the FBI called the police... an indescribable irony.

What's the use of being a policeman, being an FBI?Countless criminals were caught, and countless ferocious criminals were brought to justice, but they couldn't protect their colleagues.

Powerless, sad.

Hotchner looked more calm and calm. He calmly called the police, calmly reported the situation to the doctor and the police, and arranged everything in an orderly manner.

Morgan watched from a distance, and the feeling of sadness filled his heart one after another.

Is that how Al died?

10 minutes ago, she was still sitting in the co-pilot seat, complaining about Reid's incompetence. She was lonely, and 10 minutes later, she became a corpse that was gradually cooling down.

After Hotchina made arrangements, he turned around and saw Morgan lying on the steering wheel, full of anger and sadness.

Angry at his incompetence, unable to find Al's killer immediately, saddened by his companion's passing.

Hotchina sighed, remembering that several people were still waiting for news at the hotel.

He thought for a while, then called the least emotional person in the group: "Gideon, Al...is dead."

"Snap—" The phone dropped.

Gideon was stunned for a long time before he realized what he had just heard.

The phone fell on his lap and fell to the ground for the second time. Gideon bent down to pick it up and found that the call was not affected. He opened his mouth, opened his mouth again, and stumbled and asked, "Why...how..."

How could that be, Gideon wondered?In just half an hour, why did Al, who was ready to go out, die?

The world is impermanent, is it also changing too fast?

Taking a deep breath, Gideon thought that he was the elder of the BAU, the oldest and most qualified member, and he had to take care of everyone.

After repeating this to himself several times, he calmed down, and said to those who had already noticed something was wrong and calmed down waiting for him to speak: "Al, he's dead."

"Pa—" JJ's water glass dropped.

"Pa—" Rhett's book dropped.

"Pa—" Garcia dropped his pen.

"Pa—" Xia abruptly broke the pen she was holding in her hand.

The room was silent.

From the moment they became the FBI, the moment they joined the BAU to catch the perverted murderer and the serial killer, they had the consciousness of death.

However, this moment seems to have come too soon.

So fast that they were caught off guard.

Xi Ya got out of bed with a sullen face, "Let's go and have a look."

The sooner you go, the more and more profound information Al leaves behind, and the easier it is to catch the murderer.

Catch the killer—that was the only thing she could do so far.

Everyone, including technician Garcia, rushed to the scene.

Al's body had already been carried away, while Hotchina and Morgan were still there, as if they had known they would come.

Gideon entered the warehouse and immediately said, "Al followed someone here."

Hotchner: "The scene has been cleaned up and there are no footprints left."

Morgan put away the phone, "The forensic doctor called, and Al's hand was holding a piece of clothes, which was torn from her own clothes."

After calming down, accepting the news of Al's death, the angrier they became, the calmer they became.

After arriving at the scene, several people dispersed and quickly searched for all the information they could gather, trying to catch the murderer who dared to attack their companion as soon as possible.

However, no.

As with the recent doll case, little information was left at the scene.

Where Al fell, there were a few remaining fingerprints and footprints, but they were contaminated with blood and could not be collected.

this place……

Xi Ya walked around the warehouse, she couldn't describe the feeling, she always felt a little familiar and a little strange.

Garcia looked at the big pool of blood on the ground, standing aside with red eyes and crying.

JJ's eyes were red, shed tears quietly, and comforted Garcia from the sidelines.

Shia glanced at them worriedly, then at Rhett.

I saw Rhett staring fixedly at the remains and evidence marks on the ground, his whole body seemed lifeless as if his soul had been sucked out.

Shea wanted to go forward and say a few words to him, whether it was comforting or discussing the case, at least to pull Rhett out of this strange state.

He just took a step, and saw Edward frowning with a solemn expression out of the corner of his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Edward shook his head, holding his breath secretly: "I didn't expect such a remote place nearby."

Yes, the main street is just two blocks away.

This is very similar to Dickens' case.

The criminal commits crimes at the border between prosperity and indifference, and is completely unafraid of passers-by and witnesses in broad daylight. He has absolute confidence in himself.

Shia rubbed her chin, noticing the similarities between the two cases.

She and Al have spoken a few words in total, and the friendship is not deep. Whether it is because of Garcia JJ and others or because of a nodding acquaintance, at this moment, she only wants to see Al's body and know who it is kill her.

However, the results were quite unexpected.

Shia stared in astonishment, "What did you say?"

Hochner's face was paralyzed, unable to see how bad his mood was. On the surface, he explained the cause of Al's death calmly: "He was shot in the heart, lost a lot of blood, and his eyes were gouged out."

All Xi Ya's attention was attracted by the "eyes gouged out", and she was astonished to ignore the ugly faces of other people.

After solving the case for many years, it was the first time she encountered such a situation: after a fatal shot to the heart, she went out of the eyes without doing anything.

If it's a coincidence, then why goug Al's eyes?

If it's not a coincidence, I'm afraid it's another coincidence...

Shia narrowed her eyes dangerously, "I'm going to see her."

Shia swallowed words such as "corpse" and "remains" that would arouse their sadness, and tried to take care of their emotions.

Garcia and JJ didn't go, and Hochner took Shia and Reid to the morgue.

Edward and Xia nodded, and left alone. The smell of blood was too strong, and he couldn't restrain himself if he didn't leave.

Shia subconsciously felt that Edward was different from usual.

On second thought, the person who ate at the same table as you half an hour ago died tragically half an hour later. No matter who you are, everyone will become different, so I didn't think much about it.

Along the way, Hotchina drove silently, Reid sat in the passenger seat, and Shia sat in the back seat with her head lowered and frowning in thought.

The morgue will be here soon.

Seeing the corpse for the first time, Xi Yamo was stunned.

The least expected thing really happened.

The ability to awaken after the age of eight encountered an unprecedented bottleneck.

She couldn't see the scene of Al's death after his eyes were gouged out, she couldn't see the most impressive moment of Al's life, and she couldn't feel her last thoughts before she died.

... as if the person lying on it was just a person dying of life.

The author has something to say: Shea’s abilities are limited

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