"I didn't expect there to be a knight with two swords!"
Eleven looked at the man in black with two knives in the cartoon and sighed.
She had looked at the photos of the crime scene all morning, almost engraving them in her mind. Each of these sketches was a reproduction of the crime scene.
She handed the sketch to Kuaiyin and asked, "Do you think someone imitated your idol's comics to commit the crime, or is he the murderer himself?"
Kuaiyin, a loyal fan, went over to look at the sketches in Eleven's hand, but said that he hadn't read these comics, and they probably haven't been published yet.
So it's the latter!This cartoonist Jonny is [-]/[-] times out of [-] the murderer.
The two were talking and had already walked out of the apartment building.Eleven regretted not catching the suspect with his own hands.
Kuaiyin said: "Is it possible that someone deliberately put the drawing in my idol's house to frame it?"
Eleven said, "Well, another murderer who happens to be able to draw comics, who happens to be stimulated by the death of his girlfriend, and who happens to have a mental breakdown, framed your idol."
Quicksilver stopped talking.
Eleven glanced at him, walked over abruptly and patted his head, and comforted him in a crisp voice: "Don't be sad. You have to think about it this way. There are a few idols who can draw manga and be a perverted killer. They are so versatile. What? When you think about it this way, don’t you feel much more comfortable?!”
Quicksilver snatched his hair back from her hand: not a single bit! !
Eleven ignored him.If he hadn't suddenly found out that his idol was a perverted killer, and seemed a little depressed, she wouldn't have given him a favor!Rhett's limp curls are so much more pleasing to the touch than his!
Eleven walked forward on his own, and after a few steps, he suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand, grabbing Kuaiyin as well.
"What's wrong?" Quicksilver asked.
Eleven's little chin nodded towards the night in front of him: "There is someone."
Although he lost his martial arts, his instinctive vigilance was still there.
On both sides of the silent street, there are only two dim light from street lamps, and the long street looks like a dark tunnel.
Not far away, a figure stood blocking the street, wrapped in a large black windbreaker, with a big black hood on his head, almost blending into the night, it was hard to spot without looking carefully.
But the first thing Eleven and Kuaiyin saw was not the object on the opposite side who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost, but the two long knives in his hands, the sharp blades shone with a cold light in the dark night.
In this situation, Eleven stealthily glanced down at the sketch in his hand, and then raised his head to compare with the person in the shadow opposite.
Well!The swordsman came out of the comics!
Kuaiyin poked her with his hand: "There is another one on the ground."
Eleven's eyes moved down, and only then did he see, isn't it, there is a person lying at the feet of the man in black, rubbing there like a ball of rags, he doesn't know if he is dead or alive, he can barely see Humanoid.
The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the situation in front of him made Eleven a little excited, with a little devil-like light shining in her beautiful big eyes.
Can you not be excited?Just now, I regretted that I couldn't catch the murderer with my own hands, but in a blink of an eye, the murderer jumped in front of me by himself.So understanding.
Not to mention that there was Kuaiyin standing next to her, even she herself had more than a dozen medicines in her hand that knocked people down in an instant.
But she said to Kuaiyin: "Go and try him, don't beat him to death, and don't knock him out immediately, I want to see if he really knows any good sword skills."
After Kuaiyin heard this, his figure flickered and he went out.
After running a few laps, it scraped back to her side.
"How? Have you seen enough?"
Eleven was very surprised. Although the "swordsman" on the opposite side didn't have any skills, his movements were indeed flexible and powerful. Facing a supernatural existence like Kuaiyin, he didn't show panic.
Before she answered Kuaiyin's words, she heard the man in black suddenly ask, "Who are you?"
Eleven said: "I'm sorry, I'm the FBI, you killed someone, I have to arrest you."
The man in black stood holding a knife in the boundless night, this strong atmosphere of the rivers and lakes is really nostalgic.He said in a deep voice, "All I kill are beasts!"
Oh, Eleven remembered, the knights in black in his comics killed werewolves.And in terms of behavior alone, those gangster scumbags who died were not so much human beings as inhuman beasts.
If Eleven sincerely commented: If you die, you will die.
But who made her the FBI now!And she is still enjoying being the FBI now.
Eleven doesn't want to talk nonsense anymore, what's the point of talking to a lunatic.
Just as he wanted Kuaiyin to go straight over and knock people out, the black-clothed figure on the opposite side suddenly came to his senses, pointed at them with the tip of the knife and said, "FBI?! Where were you when the gangster committed the crime?!" They cut it here.
This questioning was tragic and powerful. If anyone else from BAU was present, he would be ashamed to be questioned.It's a pity that the one standing opposite now is Eleven.
Her little face sank, it makes sense that even her own girlfriend can't protect you!
This time without Eleven's words, Kuaiyin was blown out by a gust of wind, knocking people out instantly.
Facing the battle that ended in this second, Eleven blinked, leaned over, and pulled the hood off the man in black.
"Ah! It's really your idol!"
Kuaiyin looked at her: Is it necessary to say it again? !
Eleven looked at him, smiling happily.
Kuaiyin: OK!Speak!As many times as you want!
Eleven called Rhett.
For a moment, the tranquility of the night was broken. Screeching police cars, ambulances, and the FBI's black car drove over one after another.
The "rag" at the feet of the man in black or Johnny was still alive, and was carried away by the medical staff in an ambulance.
The sheriff of the Los Angeles Police Department identified the "rags" as a local gang leader whose house was not far away.Everyone decided to go for a walk together.The person was chopped into rags, and there were so many stab wounds on his body, but there was not much blood in the vicinity. It was obviously not the scene of the first crime.
Eleven and Rhett were last.
After a busy day and night, Eleven finally couldn't jump up and down at this time. He just took Rhett's hand and rubbed it on his face like a puppy.
Rhett still understood her little movements very well, knowing that she was probably tired like this, so he couldn't help stroking her cheek with his fine fingers.
Eleven became even more lazy. He yawned and let him drag him away with his eyes closed.
Before closing his eyes, he did not forget to reach out to Kuaiyin next to him, like a child offering treasure: "Pietro, come quickly, I will show you the real crime scene!"
But this one really doesn't look good.
When they arrived at the destination, everyone was stunned.This time, not one or two died, but five, including the "rags" that were not completely dead, a total of six.
sure!One against six.Eleven Eyes flicked around looking for Kuaiyin, but found that he didn't follow.
She also came out.
She stood on the steps, and Kuaiyin stood under the steps.
The night was breezy, and Kuaiyin said, "I'm done seeing my idols, and I'm going back to New York."
Eleven smiled maliciously, and said, "You can still go to the police station to meet him again."
Quicksilver glared at her.
Eleven puffed his face and said, "Okay, okay, you have a good trip. If you have time, come and play with me in Washington!"
The wind blowing on his face was a bit stronger, Eleven closed his eyes, and then opened them again, only the bright moon was left, shining on the empty street.
Back at the police station, something went wrong when the cartoonist Jonny was interrogated.
Eleven, Rhett, and Morgan stood outside the interrogation room, watching Hotch and Rosie compare the crime scene photos with his cartoon drawings and put them on the table one by one.
Johnny doesn't remember anything.
This is not surprising.When he breaks down, he will turn into a lonely swordsman in the comics, killing and punishing the murderers in the night.When he is mentally normal, he is just an ordinary cartoonist who can only hold a pen but not wield a knife - the only knife he has ever used is probably a pencil sharpener.
But the strange thing is that he doesn't even remember those murder cartoons he drew.
Eleven frowned, looking through the glass window at the increasingly chaotic and agitated Johnny in the interrogation room, the doubts in his heart gradually expanded.
Finally, she stepped forward suddenly, pushed open the door of the interrogation room, and walked in quickly.
"eleven!"
Rhett chased in, but Hotch and Rosie in the interrogation room did not speak, but looked at her with scrutiny.
Eleven went straight to Johnny whose wrist was locked, stretched out his hand, and pulled his right ear away.
"What are you doing?!" Prisoners also have human rights!Johnny immediately struggled to avoid it.
Everyone in BAU was also confused by her sudden behavior.
Eleven had already let go of Johnny, and with just one glance, he could clearly see a thin red mark behind his ear.
Sure enough, it was rosemary.
Rosemary medicine, as its name suggests, will make people lose their minds and magnify some of the darkness hidden in the mind.People with weak minds are easily controlled by the poisoned person, and after the effect of the drug wears off, the poisoned person has no memory at all, and only a thin red line will be left behind the ear.The more poisoning times, the longer the red line, until finally completely insane.
Judging by the length of the red line behind Jonny's ear, he had been poisoned at least five or six times, which coincided with the number of crimes he committed.If there are two more times, tsk tsk!
Rosemary is the poison of the eighth senior brother.In Immortal Valley, Eleven and Meimei are closest to the eighth senior brother, and she and Meimei have almost all the poisons of the eighth senior brother.
Eleven gas explosion, damn Meimei, how many things did you give back to that pervert!
But Meimei refused to take the blame this time, insisting that she never gave Moriarty even half a rosemary.
Eleven said: "Think about it again, maybe your innocence has made you know other perverts!"
Meimei hung up the phone angrily.
Reid reminded Eleven that maybe the poison leaked from her hands.
Huh?Eleven remembered that the bottles and jars in her hand had been taken away.And it was taken away by the FBI.
So the only one who can get rosemary is——
Eleven turned to look at Hotch.
The rest of the BAU also looked at him.
Hotch nodded: "If the suspect is really an insider of the FBI, we must find him out as soon as possible."
Eleven also called Stark.She didn't forget that those precious bottles and jars were finally taken back from Nick Fury, which at least shows that the murderer may also be a member of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Eleven looked at the man in black with two knives in the cartoon and sighed.
She had looked at the photos of the crime scene all morning, almost engraving them in her mind. Each of these sketches was a reproduction of the crime scene.
She handed the sketch to Kuaiyin and asked, "Do you think someone imitated your idol's comics to commit the crime, or is he the murderer himself?"
Kuaiyin, a loyal fan, went over to look at the sketches in Eleven's hand, but said that he hadn't read these comics, and they probably haven't been published yet.
So it's the latter!This cartoonist Jonny is [-]/[-] times out of [-] the murderer.
The two were talking and had already walked out of the apartment building.Eleven regretted not catching the suspect with his own hands.
Kuaiyin said: "Is it possible that someone deliberately put the drawing in my idol's house to frame it?"
Eleven said, "Well, another murderer who happens to be able to draw comics, who happens to be stimulated by the death of his girlfriend, and who happens to have a mental breakdown, framed your idol."
Quicksilver stopped talking.
Eleven glanced at him, walked over abruptly and patted his head, and comforted him in a crisp voice: "Don't be sad. You have to think about it this way. There are a few idols who can draw manga and be a perverted killer. They are so versatile. What? When you think about it this way, don’t you feel much more comfortable?!”
Quicksilver snatched his hair back from her hand: not a single bit! !
Eleven ignored him.If he hadn't suddenly found out that his idol was a perverted killer, and seemed a little depressed, she wouldn't have given him a favor!Rhett's limp curls are so much more pleasing to the touch than his!
Eleven walked forward on his own, and after a few steps, he suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand, grabbing Kuaiyin as well.
"What's wrong?" Quicksilver asked.
Eleven's little chin nodded towards the night in front of him: "There is someone."
Although he lost his martial arts, his instinctive vigilance was still there.
On both sides of the silent street, there are only two dim light from street lamps, and the long street looks like a dark tunnel.
Not far away, a figure stood blocking the street, wrapped in a large black windbreaker, with a big black hood on his head, almost blending into the night, it was hard to spot without looking carefully.
But the first thing Eleven and Kuaiyin saw was not the object on the opposite side who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost, but the two long knives in his hands, the sharp blades shone with a cold light in the dark night.
In this situation, Eleven stealthily glanced down at the sketch in his hand, and then raised his head to compare with the person in the shadow opposite.
Well!The swordsman came out of the comics!
Kuaiyin poked her with his hand: "There is another one on the ground."
Eleven's eyes moved down, and only then did he see, isn't it, there is a person lying at the feet of the man in black, rubbing there like a ball of rags, he doesn't know if he is dead or alive, he can barely see Humanoid.
The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the situation in front of him made Eleven a little excited, with a little devil-like light shining in her beautiful big eyes.
Can you not be excited?Just now, I regretted that I couldn't catch the murderer with my own hands, but in a blink of an eye, the murderer jumped in front of me by himself.So understanding.
Not to mention that there was Kuaiyin standing next to her, even she herself had more than a dozen medicines in her hand that knocked people down in an instant.
But she said to Kuaiyin: "Go and try him, don't beat him to death, and don't knock him out immediately, I want to see if he really knows any good sword skills."
After Kuaiyin heard this, his figure flickered and he went out.
After running a few laps, it scraped back to her side.
"How? Have you seen enough?"
Eleven was very surprised. Although the "swordsman" on the opposite side didn't have any skills, his movements were indeed flexible and powerful. Facing a supernatural existence like Kuaiyin, he didn't show panic.
Before she answered Kuaiyin's words, she heard the man in black suddenly ask, "Who are you?"
Eleven said: "I'm sorry, I'm the FBI, you killed someone, I have to arrest you."
The man in black stood holding a knife in the boundless night, this strong atmosphere of the rivers and lakes is really nostalgic.He said in a deep voice, "All I kill are beasts!"
Oh, Eleven remembered, the knights in black in his comics killed werewolves.And in terms of behavior alone, those gangster scumbags who died were not so much human beings as inhuman beasts.
If Eleven sincerely commented: If you die, you will die.
But who made her the FBI now!And she is still enjoying being the FBI now.
Eleven doesn't want to talk nonsense anymore, what's the point of talking to a lunatic.
Just as he wanted Kuaiyin to go straight over and knock people out, the black-clothed figure on the opposite side suddenly came to his senses, pointed at them with the tip of the knife and said, "FBI?! Where were you when the gangster committed the crime?!" They cut it here.
This questioning was tragic and powerful. If anyone else from BAU was present, he would be ashamed to be questioned.It's a pity that the one standing opposite now is Eleven.
Her little face sank, it makes sense that even her own girlfriend can't protect you!
This time without Eleven's words, Kuaiyin was blown out by a gust of wind, knocking people out instantly.
Facing the battle that ended in this second, Eleven blinked, leaned over, and pulled the hood off the man in black.
"Ah! It's really your idol!"
Kuaiyin looked at her: Is it necessary to say it again? !
Eleven looked at him, smiling happily.
Kuaiyin: OK!Speak!As many times as you want!
Eleven called Rhett.
For a moment, the tranquility of the night was broken. Screeching police cars, ambulances, and the FBI's black car drove over one after another.
The "rag" at the feet of the man in black or Johnny was still alive, and was carried away by the medical staff in an ambulance.
The sheriff of the Los Angeles Police Department identified the "rags" as a local gang leader whose house was not far away.Everyone decided to go for a walk together.The person was chopped into rags, and there were so many stab wounds on his body, but there was not much blood in the vicinity. It was obviously not the scene of the first crime.
Eleven and Rhett were last.
After a busy day and night, Eleven finally couldn't jump up and down at this time. He just took Rhett's hand and rubbed it on his face like a puppy.
Rhett still understood her little movements very well, knowing that she was probably tired like this, so he couldn't help stroking her cheek with his fine fingers.
Eleven became even more lazy. He yawned and let him drag him away with his eyes closed.
Before closing his eyes, he did not forget to reach out to Kuaiyin next to him, like a child offering treasure: "Pietro, come quickly, I will show you the real crime scene!"
But this one really doesn't look good.
When they arrived at the destination, everyone was stunned.This time, not one or two died, but five, including the "rags" that were not completely dead, a total of six.
sure!One against six.Eleven Eyes flicked around looking for Kuaiyin, but found that he didn't follow.
She also came out.
She stood on the steps, and Kuaiyin stood under the steps.
The night was breezy, and Kuaiyin said, "I'm done seeing my idols, and I'm going back to New York."
Eleven smiled maliciously, and said, "You can still go to the police station to meet him again."
Quicksilver glared at her.
Eleven puffed his face and said, "Okay, okay, you have a good trip. If you have time, come and play with me in Washington!"
The wind blowing on his face was a bit stronger, Eleven closed his eyes, and then opened them again, only the bright moon was left, shining on the empty street.
Back at the police station, something went wrong when the cartoonist Jonny was interrogated.
Eleven, Rhett, and Morgan stood outside the interrogation room, watching Hotch and Rosie compare the crime scene photos with his cartoon drawings and put them on the table one by one.
Johnny doesn't remember anything.
This is not surprising.When he breaks down, he will turn into a lonely swordsman in the comics, killing and punishing the murderers in the night.When he is mentally normal, he is just an ordinary cartoonist who can only hold a pen but not wield a knife - the only knife he has ever used is probably a pencil sharpener.
But the strange thing is that he doesn't even remember those murder cartoons he drew.
Eleven frowned, looking through the glass window at the increasingly chaotic and agitated Johnny in the interrogation room, the doubts in his heart gradually expanded.
Finally, she stepped forward suddenly, pushed open the door of the interrogation room, and walked in quickly.
"eleven!"
Rhett chased in, but Hotch and Rosie in the interrogation room did not speak, but looked at her with scrutiny.
Eleven went straight to Johnny whose wrist was locked, stretched out his hand, and pulled his right ear away.
"What are you doing?!" Prisoners also have human rights!Johnny immediately struggled to avoid it.
Everyone in BAU was also confused by her sudden behavior.
Eleven had already let go of Johnny, and with just one glance, he could clearly see a thin red mark behind his ear.
Sure enough, it was rosemary.
Rosemary medicine, as its name suggests, will make people lose their minds and magnify some of the darkness hidden in the mind.People with weak minds are easily controlled by the poisoned person, and after the effect of the drug wears off, the poisoned person has no memory at all, and only a thin red line will be left behind the ear.The more poisoning times, the longer the red line, until finally completely insane.
Judging by the length of the red line behind Jonny's ear, he had been poisoned at least five or six times, which coincided with the number of crimes he committed.If there are two more times, tsk tsk!
Rosemary is the poison of the eighth senior brother.In Immortal Valley, Eleven and Meimei are closest to the eighth senior brother, and she and Meimei have almost all the poisons of the eighth senior brother.
Eleven gas explosion, damn Meimei, how many things did you give back to that pervert!
But Meimei refused to take the blame this time, insisting that she never gave Moriarty even half a rosemary.
Eleven said: "Think about it again, maybe your innocence has made you know other perverts!"
Meimei hung up the phone angrily.
Reid reminded Eleven that maybe the poison leaked from her hands.
Huh?Eleven remembered that the bottles and jars in her hand had been taken away.And it was taken away by the FBI.
So the only one who can get rosemary is——
Eleven turned to look at Hotch.
The rest of the BAU also looked at him.
Hotch nodded: "If the suspect is really an insider of the FBI, we must find him out as soon as possible."
Eleven also called Stark.She didn't forget that those precious bottles and jars were finally taken back from Nick Fury, which at least shows that the murderer may also be a member of S.H.I.E.L.D.
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