[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

There are many ways for single men to solve their desires: five fingers, guns/friends, young ladies, and inflatable dolls.

Xi Ya's words have another meaning besides being annoying: Sweet, who has been single for 30 years and has no fixed female ticket, chooses to be a doll maker, not because she likes this profession, but just to give herself an honest way to solve her desires. It also saves the effort of looking for guns/friends to find girls and the money of inflatable dolls.

Doll masters can also make dolls according to their own preferences, and there will never be dolls that do not meet the size or shape.

"Lincia!!!!"

For Sweet, who regards dolls as life, it is a great insult.

What he said before was quite subtle, seeing that Sweet was angry, this trick worked.

Shea, who got a feel for Sweet's character, said even more bluntly: "Uncle, if your purpose of being a puppeteer is only this, I suggest that you should not insult this profession. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, the puppeteer stays in the world all year round. Studios, taciturn, not good at speaking, they are with dolls who have no life and can't talk, they are completely weird. At least, this is a profession, a profession that tens of thousands of people depend on for a living."

her eyes...

Sweet, who was facing Shea, was a little stunned. He suspected that he was dazzled, otherwise how could he see the starry sky in that person's eyes?In broad daylight, there can be no starry sky in her eyes!

Xi Ya put away her provocative smile, and said very seriously: "No matter what occupation, you must pay the highest respect to those who work hard."

Textbooks, teachers, chicken soup... Too many people have said that "jobs do not distinguish between high and low, and should not be discriminated against."

There is no high or low, no discrimination, who is rushing for the stable iron rice bowl, who is despising the cleaners who come out to sweep the street early in the morning, and who is pointing at those street girls dressed in fancy clothes to attract customers?

Xi Ya doesn't believe in other people's indoctrination without emotion. She believes in what she has seen and heard with her own eyes.

Occupation has nothing to do with work, and what we have to respect is only those lovely people who stand in their positions and work hard.

However, the person in front of him was not.

"Uncle, what do you think of as a doll maker? A stage to realize your dreams, a utopia where only you are not understood by others, or is it to relieve the loneliness and desire of being unaccompanied late at night?"

Every word of Shea's words pierced her heart. Before that, Sweet thought of a thousand lines that made her speechless.

At this moment, he was the one who was determined to make her ashamed to death... He was speechless.

Sweet was born in a not-so-rich family with an older sister. When she was two years old, her older sister fell ill. Most of the family's savings were used for medical treatment.

My parents spent days and nights with my sick sister, leaving Sweet toddler aside, but even so, my sister spent all her savings and left.

The days that followed were sad.

The mother was obsessed with her daughter's death and shed tears every day. The father didn't have time to grieve and recover. After working hard to earn money to support the family, he slept every day as soon as he came home. No one cared about the young Sweet.

Sweet's childhood had no nice clothes, neat hair, manicured nails, or fashionable toys.

He wears his sister's leftover clothes, wears a mess of untrimmed hair, his nails are too long and easy to turn over and bleed, so he bites them off with his teeth, and plays with his sister's doll when he is bored.

In his childhood, he was alone with his old doll.

The young Sweet doesn't remember the name of his sister who passed away early, but only remembers that when she was still there, she would hold him tenderly, lead him to walk, and feed him candy.

My sister will smile very gently, hold his little hand, and walk slowly, "Case, today my sister will take you to the park, remember to hold my hand and not let go!"

Sweet doesn't remember much else, but she cherishes her sister's only doll.

When I was ten years old, the doll disappeared when I moved.

Sweet searched anxiously all night, and finally hid in a corner, holding scissors with a pair of immature hands tremblingly, cutting open the only piece of clean clothes he had, and made a doll.

That doll accompanied him for ten years and was the most important thing in his life.

Accompany him through the long nights, accompany him through the most difficult period, and accompany him to find the only Master Seimei in the world who can understand his choice of the profession of puppeteer.

The memory of being two years old has long been blurred, and my sister's face was covered by a ball of white light, which was never clear.

But this time, Sweet remembered strangely.

My sister's eyes... "There is also a starry sky."

"Huh?" Shia didn't know what he said without thinking.

Sweet had no interest in solving her questions, so he didn't say anything, but looked into Shea's eyes reluctantly, as if looking at his only favorite in the world.

There is tenderness, nostalgia, and the sadness and blame of being abandoned.

Shia was horrified at the sight.

The girl is eighteen this year, and she has never abandoned the uncle in her thirties, so don't look at her like you are looking at a heartless man, bastard!Didn't you see something wrong with other people's eyes? !

I didn't know it at all, so the director who was called to help halfway looked confused.

Look at "Sad Sweet who was abandoned", and then look at "Xia who refuses to admit the abandoned person", and shook his head helplessly.

Why do all the little girls nowadays abandon good handsome guys and insist on looking at this kind of sloppy uncle?The world was changing too fast for him.

Rhett doesn't have such a strong brain power, but he just thinks that Sweet's eyes on Shia are not right.

He took a step to the side, leaned behind Xi Ya, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Shia gritted her teeth, "I don't know either!"

Sweet must have regarded her as some woman who had abandoned him, but unfortunately they came in such a hurry that Garcia could not let go of Sweet's old background, otherwise they would not be so passive.

They didn't say anything, but Hotchner asked Garcia to investigate.

Hochner approached the other side of Shea and whispered, "Sweet hasn't had a girlfriend in 30 years." So there is no possibility that they mistaken Shea for the woman who abandoned him.

Shia: "..."

Rhett: "..."

Gideon squinted his eyes and observed for a while, then suddenly said: "Sweet was not paid attention to or loved in his childhood. He is a person who lacks love. His father is busy making money, his mother is crazy, his sister died young, and he has no love for his mother. no girlfriend..."

Xi Ya: "Sister-in-law?"

Rhett: "Sister Lian?"

The two looked at each other, slightly curious whether the elder sister who died young was really that similar to Xi Ya.

Hotchner mercilessly interrupted their speculation: "Sweet's sister was only 10 years old when she died. She was a white-haired, blue-eyed Caucasian, not a bit similar to the black-haired, black-eyed yellow Shea. "

10-year-old child and 18-year-old girl, there may be a connection between the two?

Rhett suddenly remembered that something was wrong, Sweet was not looking at Shea, but, "He looked at your eyes, and recalled that person through your eyes!"

"Eye……"

Shia bit her lip, saying eyes, rather than eyes.

Sweet was still watching.

His gaze was empty and lifeless, what he was looking at was no longer Shea, not Shea's eyes, but the phantom he had imagined in the void.

"Case, this world is very painful, isn't it? Are you going to go with your sister?"

"Ah."

Sweet nodded, showing a childlike innocent smile on his dirty face covered with stubble.

He stared at the sky above Shia obsessively, pulled out a blue capsule from the severed head of the doll in his arms, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth without giving anyone a chance to stop it.

"Call an ambulance!"

Seeing the death in Sweet's eyes, Shia yelled and hurried over.

She ran fast, and by the time she reached Sweet, he had just collapsed.

At this time, Sweet's pupils finally had a focal length.

He fixedly looked into Xi Ya's eyes, and with difficulty pulled out an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry."

He didn't say why he was sorry, nor what he was sorry for. These words became Sweet's last words to the world.

Without the confession of the murderer, without the self-analysis of the narcissist, just die quietly.

Cyanide kills too quickly.

Sweet swallowed a whole tablet of solidified cyanide/potassium/potassium, and the last words were probably uttered by him while resisting the burning sensation in his throat.

Shia dropped her fist next to Swell, who had closed her eyes, and fell powerlessly to the ground, "Bastard!"

At least, at least explain the reason for your apology, and leave at least one last word.

Hateful people must have pity.

Sweet, who had a miserable childhood, did not turn into a murderous maniac to take revenge on the society. He provoked Xia for unknown reasons, and the reason for the murder was unknown. He silently swallowed the poison/drug and died in the courtyard.

Before he died, he saw the only sister in the world who was kind to him and gave him warmth.

"Case, from now on, my sister will always be with you."

"Ok!"

I don’t know if it’s because the water vapor content in the air is too high today. In the dimness, Xi Ya really saw a little girl with blond hair and blue eyes walking slowly away, leading a little doll who was faltering.

"Shia..."

Rhett didn't look at the dead Sweet, bent down, and stretched out his hand to Shia.

"what."

Shea lowered her head and blinked, no, she is the FBI, she will not sympathize with criminals, she will never sympathize with criminals!

It wasn't long before he sat down on the ground, but when he got up, he staggered and sprained his ankle.

"careful!"

Reid opened his arms and hugged Shia who fell down.

She is not a girl who likes to spray perfume and use various scented cosmetics nowadays. Her body only has a faint smell of lavender laundry detergent, and there is also a faint indescribable fragrance.

In a trance for a moment, Reid took a deep breath, remembering this unique smell, "Are you okay?"

"fine."

Shia stood up holding Rhett's arm, and just finished answering, her eyes went dark, and she completely fainted in Rhett's arms.

"Shia!!"

The author has something to say: hug√

Sweet originally wanted to hate Xia, but because those eyes reminded her of her former sister, he stopped

My sister is the only person who has given him warmth. Although the main reason for his tragic childhood is also from her, I still like my sister. The doll left by my sister is my favorite doll. I choose to become a puppeteer, and I don’t like Xi Ya being manipulated by others. , in fact, his heart is also very soft, it's a pity