[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

Doll + murderer + puppeteer + acquaintance + "S" = Sweet

It is not difficult to deduce who the prisoner is, especially the death message left by Al has become the last key clue, pointing directly at Sweet.

"It's him?"

Morgan's face was black enough to drip ink.

Al died not long after the two of them had just returned to the hotel from Sweet's house. Sweet being the murderer meant that Al probably saw him near the hotel and followed to see something. Sweet who was found silence.

In just a few minutes, if he can stop the car quickly and get up quickly, just in time to see Al stalking someone, and he follows, maybe he won't die...

Thinking of this possibility, the guilt and regret in Morgan's heart almost wiped him out.

Even though she couldn't see the scene before Al's death, Shia still almost guessed the reason for being killed.

It's nothing more than Al following Sweet and saw some incredible scenes. Al, who couldn't hide well, was caught and quickly captured because of his ordinary skills. After that, it was a typical murder after the secret was discovered.

When Morgan was feeling sad and guilty, Xia dared not say the words "You may be silenced if you follow up", "We are investigating Sweet, and you have just returned from his house. The coincidence is too high, whether it is No, grab it first and talk later."

"Whether it is or not, catch it first and then talk about it"-this sentence speaks the voice of everyone.

Losing their companions, they are like lonely wolves. Everyone is a murderer, and whoever catches them will bite them. There is a very suspicious person in front of them.

Since talking about Sweet, Morgan has never left his hand on the gun, and it can be seen that he has been trying to suppress his anger.

In BAU, Morgan is the most emotional, or in other words, he is the most emotional.

Al had a good relationship with him, and he attributed Al's death to himself, especially hoping to bring the criminal to justice with his own hands.

However, it is a pity that because of this, Sweet was not present at the scene of the capture.

Shia looked at Hotchina and moved her lips.

What she wanted to say was obvious. Hotchina stopped her with a look, and then took up the conversation himself: "Morgan, you and Garcia are staying at the hotel."

"why?"

Morgan stood up with great force, dragging the sofa he was sitting on back ten centimeters, and he was so excited that the veins on his forehead popped up, "Why did you keep me, the people in BAU kept..."

"Morgan, obey the order." Hotchina said with a cold face.

Morgan: "..."

Unconvinced, Morgan resisted the urge to slam the door and said with a gloomy face: "Finally show off your leader's airs? Alan Hotchner!"

Hochner turned his eyes away with a blank expression, ignoring Morgan, who was dazzled by anger, "Red, Shia, let's go."

Hotchner's decision, at first glance, is incomprehensible.

Leaving BAU kicking the door to act as Morgan, taking away the weak-armed chicken Reed and the unknown Shea, is it to arrest people, or crush them with IQ?

However, if you think about it at a deeper level, you will soon understand the deep meaning.

JJ sighed and patted Garcia on the shoulder: "Stay with him."

Garcia sniffed and nodded seriously.

Both Al and Morgan are her colleagues and friends, and she will do her best to protect them, even if they are enemies of the US government.

The death of the FBI in Seattle put the local police on immediate alert, all armed with live ammunition, and assisting them with the highest alert and force value.

It is rare for BAU, who lost his companion, to directly take over the case when he did not receive a request for assistance from the local police station, and transformed from a facilitator to a leading role.

This arrest was all directed by Hotchina. He discussed the layout with the Chief of the Seattle Police Department, while Reid and Shea waited for the results of their discussions and set off immediately.

The silence was too uncomfortable, and Rhett asked, "What happened to you when you were in the morgue?"

Rhett was still concerned about Ishia's gaffe in the morgue.

Yes, for Shia, there is no other adjective for that gesture other than gaffe.

Shia looked at him subconsciously, and found that Reid's eyes were looking in the direction of Hochner and the others directly in front of him, and he was not looking at her.

She didn't need to look at him to explain, she felt relieved, and said vaguely: "Do you know? In China, there is a magical place where people believe in death and believe that death is liberation. People start from the moment they are born. Just suffering, poverty, hunger, disease, desire... Those who survived experience all kinds of pain, and only 'death' can be released."

"Death here means..."

Rhett always felt that this death was not that death, and that it was too different from death in the true sense. He paused and found two similar words in his memory, "Becoming a Buddha, attaining the Tao?"

"more or less."

Xia Ya sighed, "The people there are very contradictory. They advocate natural death. The sooner they die, the less sins are on their bodies, so they can return to the Paradise early after they have experienced a short period of time. At the same time, they hate non-natural death. Natural death, disease, car accident, suicide, fire, drowning, poison, medicine, any death that does not belong to the end of life, are all regarded as evil by them."

"..." Reid opened his mouth wide, it was the first time he heard such a strange three views.

"The corpses of natural deaths were placed on the altar and were pecked by flying vultures, while the corpses of unnatural deaths were burned with a big fire, leaving nothing behind." It is said that the red lotus fire burns away all evil and clears all Sin, but also a pure land of bliss.

Shea didn't want to think about the ignorance she saw when she passed by that place, and simply said, "Where, there is a legend that people who die unnaturally, their eyes will record the cause of death."

Rhett got to the last point, "Eyes?"

Rhett still wanted to ask a few more questions. He had an intuition that this had something to do with Al's eyes being gouged out after his death, and it was also related to Shia's gaffe.

However, Hotchner negotiated with the director, and they were about to set off.

Hotchner drove, Gideon sat in the passenger seat, and Shea and Red sat side by side in the back.

On the way, Shea seemed to be haggard as if she had stayed up all night for a week, with a sluggish look on her face. Rhett opened his mouth several times, and each time the words came to his mouth, he thought about waiting for a while, and he still didn't ask her when the car drove to Sweet's house.

The siren was blaring, and the arrival of the police was heard from afar.

Sweet's hand froze, and continued to put on the last black high-heeled shoes for the exquisite doll, and walked out of the room calmly holding the last doll.

The policemen raised their guns in unison.

The chief shouted: "Sweet, you are surrounded, raise your hands, let me see that you have no weapons in your hands."

Sweet smiled contemptuously, glanced around, and finally found the only woman among the black crowd wearing body armor.

"You came."

"Yes, here I am."

Xi Ya had anticipated this scene very early on. The more intelligent the criminal, the less willing he was to be caught in jail and restrict his freedom. What they wanted was the pleasure and sense of superiority of defeating the police.

They would rather commit suicide than be captured like cowards and let others slaughter them.

"I thought it was going to be a long time for you."

After saying this, Sweet lowered her head and gently raised the doll's hand, "Come, say hello to my sister."

The moment police cars surrounded Sweet's house, he voluntarily walked out of the house.

Holding that doll very similar to Shia.

Ninth doll.

Shia glanced at the white T-shirt with overalls on the doll, and asked calmly: "I have always been curious, what is your reason for provoking me. I checked, and our circles have no intersection, no grievances, before that Never know, I can't imagine your reason against me."

"Heh..." Didn't the circles overlap?How can it be.

Sweet sneered, but he couldn't introduce the greatest god in his mind as a loser. He could only look at Xia coldly, and snapped off the arm of the doll in his hand, "Do you need a reason for a person?"

Don't need a reason?

The policemen with guns were a little confused, and they wanted to shout: "I don't know someone and you want to beat up a little girl, you have a sick mind!"

Xi Ya, who was despised and targeted, was very calm.

"There are only two types of people in this world who don't need any reason to hate people. The first type is perverted, and the second type is mentally retarded. And you obviously..."

The corner of Sweet's mouth twitched, he knew what Shia was going to say, what else could describe his uniqueness besides being abnormal?

However, Shia looked at him with "MDZZ", "obviously belongs to the latter."

Sweet: "..."

The doll's other arm was also broken.

Looking at the doll that was very similar to Shea, Rhett couldn't help but feel a little pain in his arm, and subconsciously rubbed his shoulder joints.

Shia watched helplessly as he gritted his teeth with a gloomy face and broke off the arms and legs of the dolls one by one, as if what he broke was not the puppet he depended on for a living, but the real Shia standing in front of him.

Sweet hated her.

——After a few words of exchange, Shia discovered this conclusion.

What bothers her is that Shia really can't remember where she's seen this scruffy man in the past 18 years.

After thinking for a while, Xi Ya said hesitantly: "I'm sorry, the girl is eighteen and a flower this year, and I'm sure she has never abandoned a middle-aged uncle like you. You can't read 1 words in a minute, Wu Someone who doesn't know how to shoot two guns, looks sloppy, is short in height, loses my IQ every minute, and is a professional baby-holder is not my type at all."

Rhett, who reads 1 words in [-] minute: "..."

Hotchner who knows how to use two guns: "..."

The sloppy-looking police officer: "..."

The director who is short in height: "..."

#How to do, I really want to hate her, but they don't want to be a pervert, nor do they want to be mentally retarded#

"Hehe..." The last head of the doll was also broken off.

Shia turned a blind eye, stroked her chin, and shook her head in distress: "I'm sorry, your skin is not as good as Rhett, your height is not as good as Hochner's, your tidiness is not as good as Rogers', your cuteness is not as good as Norton's, and your handsomeness is not as good as Edward's. Looking at your feet, I don't see any advantages in you. The point is, uncle, you have been single for more than 30 years, and your purpose of being a dollmaker is very suspicious."

"Lincia!!!!"

The author has something to say: the first wave of hatred~