[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

Sweet did not leave a single word to commit suicide, and unilaterally brought the case to an end.

Shea's fainting on the spot made people even more caught off guard.

Hotchner and Gideon reacted quickly, the police sealed off the surrounding area, they both left search evidence, and Rhett sent Shea to the hospital.

Shea looked like she fainted normally. The knowledge of Hotchner, Gideon, and Reid did not involve medical aspects, so they couldn't say what the problem was, but fainting without any warning and not having a fever was worrying.

Reid put the siren on the roof of the car and drove to the nearest hospital at high speed, ignoring the red lights.

When I woke up again, it was already the next day.

Xia clutched her stomach that was growling from hunger, sat up with her dizzy head, and accidentally saw Rhett sleeping beside the bed.

Reid's work and rest are irregular, and he has a pair of deep dark circles under his eyes that are comparable to national treasures all year round, which are particularly conspicuous on his pale skin.

He slept soundly lying on his arms, his thick eyelashes curled up, and his mouth was slightly open.

Just looking at his natural baby face and childish sleeping appearance, who would have imagined that he is already a 23-year-old grown man?

On the white quilt, there is a piece of completely different colors, black and white, and it can be seen at a glance that it is "Murder on the Orient Express" that Shia gave Rhett. Unexpectedly, he brought this to the hospital.

It was probably used to pass the time when she was bored.

Reid lying on his side, the curly hair that fell on his forehead and nose wing was blown and fell again and again during breathing, and occasionally frowned because of being touched by the hair, and generally slept quite peacefully.

Shia smiled slightly, raising his hand to lift the hair on his nose.

Rhett subconsciously raised his face and rubbed his pressed arm, as if aware of something, raised his face even more, and touched Shea's hand.

After touching the warmth, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he stopped moving.

"With me, can you sleep so peacefully?"

Shia murmured in a low voice and suddenly laughed.

She didn't know what she was laughing at, why she was laughing, maybe it was the first time she knew that someone could sleep so peacefully beside her?

Before the age of eight, Lin Xiya was the little princess of the Lin family, lively and lovely, with weird elves.

She has a mother who always flies around the world and doesn’t see her face several times a year. She has a father who often flies between China and the two countries. No matter how busy he is every day, he needs to call and video. She loves her grandparents very much.

My parents are not around, and I still live very happily.

After the age of eight, Lin Xiya changed completely.

The experience of school, the rejection of classmates, Gao Han's cheating, the awakening of ability, the passing of grandpa... everything crushed that thin shoulder that couldn't bear too much.

She became a loner, taciturn, and did not communicate with others. She went to school silently every day, and did not talk to others except to answer the teacher's questions. She closed the door of her heart and enclosed herself in a safe place.

Gao Han didn't notice it, but Lin Se did. She worriedly flew home every week to see her, but her father, who had been away for a long time, could do too little.

Xi Ya walked alone in the dark, from a small bean to a slim girl.

She is the one who lacks the most sense of security. Surprisingly, she doesn't know when to give Rhett the sense of security that he can sleep peacefully by her side.

Shia held Rhett's hand and lay back to sleep.

This time, her dream was full of warmth, there was no more blackness, no longer being chased by shadows, and there seemed to be a tightly held light in her hand.

Like the sun, warming her and guiding her.

****

***

"How is it now?"

Hearing that Xia woke up, Garcia and JJ hurried to the hospital.

"It's okay, just take a day off and you'll be fine."

Shea, who was wearing a hospital gown, stood by the bed and stretched, dredging her muscles and bones, and her recovery was good. She looked nothing like the unknown patient lying on the bed the first day she came here.

Garcia breathed a sigh of relief.

When she heard the news that Xi Ya had fainted suddenly, she was completely stunned, but luckily she was fine.

JJ felt relieved, frowned and said: "Although you just woke up and said this is not good, there are a lot of cases accumulated at Quantico, we have to rush back as soon as possible. Shia, you..."

JJ is in a dilemma. On the one hand, he is a friend who is hospitalized, and on the other hand, he has a mountain of cases.

"I'm ok."

Xi Ya hasn't asked since waking up, "How about the follow-up of the case?"

Rhett sat reading and was not disturbed by them.

JJ saw him like this, so he had to say it himself: "Hochnaji Dean found a confession at Sweet's house, and after comparing it, it was confirmed that it was his handwriting. The confession described how he hired a killer to kill Dickens, and also described being killed Al tracked him down to meet the killer. Nothing else."

Garcia added: "The killer's affairs can't be traced. Sweet doesn't know how to contact the killer. He doesn't use a credit card, doesn't swipe a card, doesn't go shopping, doesn't send text messages, doesn't make phone calls, and buys all daily necessities online. Live your life away from others."

Not being able to track down the killer means that no matter how unfortunate the case is, it can only stop here.

Xia Ya regretted that she couldn't use the ability on Al's body in this case. The ability came out of nowhere, and she couldn't blame it either.

"When are you going back to Quantico?"

JJ said: "It's afternoon."

"so……"

Xia rubbed her chin, "Then I'll pack up and take your special plane to go back, and then I have to go back to New York."

"Huh?" Rhett looked up from the book, "You still want to go somewhere else? Is it okay not to go to New York University for a long time?"

"No idea."

Xi Ya messed up her bangs irritably. She didn't want to fly around the world. Unfortunately, there is an old lady who always loves to make moths. After all, she is Lin Se's wife and her mother. She can't tear her face now, can she?

"Where are you going? When will you be back?" Rhett's hand that turned the pages was heavy, crumpling the pages.

"London, England."

"Murder on the Orient Express" is a deposit, and if you want to go to the Berkeley Manor, the matter may have something to do with the Duke of Berkeley, who has many legends.

The corpses of the ancients who died for decades were all burned to ashes by the fire... Trouble.

Rhett suddenly envied Shia.

That night, Rhett wrote to his mother:

"Dear Lady Diana,

Remember Shia I mentioned to you last time?That is a very attractive girl.

In the past, I always thought that girls should be the kind of people who hide in groups in groups, say bad things about others, like to play pranks, don't take other people's feelings seriously, and are used to ruining other people's thoughts.When I met her, I realized that my prejudice was too serious.she's fine.

She is a student of the Visual Department of New York University. I have never seen her draw normally, but her hands are very beautiful. There is always a Stark digital tablet in her bag. Anyone who is willing to draw a big price on this should do it herself I like painting very much, and I also attach great importance to painting.

She is an oriental person through and through. You should rarely see oriental people there, right?She's small, cute, and oh, maybe a bottle of milk a day longing for height would hate to hear me use those two adjectives, but she's really cute. "

Received the letter on a sunny afternoon.

Diana was in a very good mood when she received the letter. Sitting under the shade of a tree, she read more and more of Shea in the recent letters sent by her son, and became interested in this girl like never before.

"Spencer, do you like her?"

Diana smiled and read on.

"At the age of 18, she is already a special advisor to the New York FBI. In the letter I sent you before, I wrote how much she helped us in the case of the bronze statue in New York. This time, I saw the serial disappearance of women in Los Angeles. A different side. Her marksmanship is very accurate, similar to that of Hotchina. According to her own statement, she can't double-gun, but I still don't know whether she is modest or really can't.

After the disappearance of women in Los Angeles, we're back in Seattle, where we received the unexplained doll.It's an unfortunate case, Al, our colleague was shot dead while stalking the prisoner.

During the process of rounding up the prisoners, the prisoners committed suicide by taking poison/medicine.This is very common, and I am not surprised at all. What I did not expect was the sympathy and sadness Shia showed for the death of the prisoner.She is really a good girl.

Immediately afterwards, she fainted in my arms. After sending her to the hospital, the doctor who finished the examination told me that her body was too tired and her spirit was tense, and she fell down when she didn't find anything to relax.After that, as the doctor said, I stayed with her overnight in the hospital, and she woke up very energetic, not at all like a patient lying quietly in bed.

Well, she gave me a 1979 copy of Murder on the Orient Express, a very precious thing that I will treasure.She is really a very nice girl and hope you like her too.

Take care, Spencer. "

Diana read the letter again carefully and confirmed her thoughts.

"Sure enough, Spencer, I like her."

My son's EQ has always been low, so it's understandable that he didn't notice the subtleties, but she is someone who has experienced it, and there is too much information that can be seen from this letter.

There was Shea in the previous letter, but it was just a few more words, this one is almost all about her.It's normal for her son to be unwilling to talk about the colleague who was shot, but... the descriptor that she is a good girl has been repeated again and again.

The 1979 version of "Murder on the Orient Express", such a precious thing, I'm afraid the other party gave it as a birthday present for Spencer, right?

Diana smiled, and put away the letter carefully, "Well, ask Spencer about that girl's birthday, there must always be reciprocity."

*****

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On a plane from New York to London.

After rushing home, Xi Ya, who was on the journey again, trembled and asked the passing stewardess, "Excuse me, can you give me a blanket?"

"OK, just a second."

The stewardess quickly brought a blanket, and Shia felt much warmer after covering it.

Sure enough, the previous chill was due to the low temperature of the air conditioner, right?

London, long time no see.

Speaking of which, London is the home of that Sherlock Holmes, and I don't know if I will meet that arrogant detective this time...

The author has something to say: I feel that my recent state is not right, and the progress of the plot is too slow

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