There are always bad people who want to harm the family [Comprehensive]

After staying up for a few nights, after handing in her dissertation, Ms. Alicia Williams managed to capture the expression of Professor Phelan accidentally licking the feces of his husky through highlighting the title.

In this regard, she felt very happy, and felt more accomplished than eating ten bacon bolognese buns.After changing shifts at the Parrot Flower Shop, she went back to her apartment humming.

This is the house left to her by her adoptive parents, and now she is the only one left, and it inevitably looks a little empty.It's not that she has never thought about raising a dog. After all, she has a small garden and a lawn, so building a dog house is a good choice.However, when Mrs. Phelan was pregnant and the professor was on a business trip, after taking care of his family's husky for a period of time for a fee for Professor Phelan, Alia resolutely dismissed this terrible idea.

She thinks it is a wonderful thing to be able to fatten herself by two catties. If the meat grows on dogs, please believe that when she was a purebred Chinese, she had experienced what is called "dog meat roll three" Get out, the gods can't stand still."

Just as Aaliyah spread out the freshly baked cookies on a plate, and was about to take an afternoon off from watching soap operas, the doorbell rang.She really wanted to pretend she didn't hear it. After all, she finally found the most comfortable sofa position in history, even sacrificing her appearance.

However, she still had to get up, because she unexpectedly saw the male god turning to the glass window where she hadn't drawn the curtains and knocking on the window.

Yes, man.If Aaliyah has only watched a few episodes of "Person of Interest", then she must have watched "Criminal Minds" several times from season one to eleven.She was so familiar with everyone in it that she immediately recognized the guy who knocked on her window as rreid.

Damn it, it took a whole plate of cookies in my hand for dull Miss Arya to accept the fact.

And in this fateful first meeting, Reid unknowingly watched her finish eating a plate of biscuits like a little squirrel protecting food.

"Hello." She walked to the window as reservedly as possible, with some saliva-stained biscuit crumbs in her hands, her eyes were unusually bright.

"We are the FBI." Reid was a little nervous when he was stared at so bluntly, he hurriedly took out his ID card from his pocket and shook it in front of Alia, "We need your help with something now, can you open the door ?”

"Of course." Why would she ever think of pulling people in through the window like pulling a carrot?The great Miss Alia can't be so fishy, ​​this is her home!

Well, Miss Alia obviously didn't expect that this was the result of her watching soap flakes and eating biscuits indifferently after someone rang the doorbell for 5 minutes.The only thing she screamed in her head was a paragraph - so I didn't just slip into "Suspect Tracker"!Oh my god, here is bau, reid, and her favorite emily!Hey, no, "Suspect Tracker" premiered in September 2011, and now it's February 9. Why does Reid look like a 2012-year-old boy?Look at the curly hair that goes behind the ears, the combination of the orange and white checked shirt and maroon sweater, and the crooked tie, it's unscientific!

Ms. Alia was finally not fooled by the nympho, because she got the truth, and when she opened the door, she saw not only Reid, but also away, the mighty and domineering Elle. With a "crack", the nervous Aliya finally petrified.It must be the wrong way for her to dress, no, it must be that she has not comprehended the ultimate posture of lying on the sofa...

Elle was obviously a little impatient. She looked at the woman who was clearly at home but didn't open the door for them, and raised her eyebrows: "Aryawilliams?"

"Yes." Aliya still couldn't help but glanced at Reid. Seeing him blinking, she reacted suddenly, took a step back, and stopped blocking the door, "Sorry, please come in."

"Do you need something to drink? I can prepare..."

"No need." Elle interrupted her, her eyes wandered around, looking as she walked, and finally landed on the cabinet that she had messed up before and she tidied up again, "We just came to ask you a few questions , I hope you can cooperate with me."

"Of course, I'm a good and law-abiding citizen." Arya made them each a cup of tea anyway.

Elle shrugged, but still took it, glanced at it, and didn't drink it.Alia personally held the cup to Reid again, but she didn't let him take it, but slowly moved towards it, and finally approached his mouth, smiling and wanting to feed him.

Reid was obviously frightened by her, and kept backing away, burying himself in the sofa, only waving at her, but couldn't think of what to say at this time.

Emma, ​​it's so cute to be so open to being teased or something.Miss Alia was so happy that she had the opportunity to feed the male god tea, her hands were shaking all the time, and she almost smeared the other person's face.Finally, when she had had enough fun, she stuffed the cup into his hand and prepared a plate of cookies.

After elle saw that their friendly interaction was over, she spread out a file in front of Alia, and began to dig out photos from it.

"A few days ago, you reported that your home was invaded and turned over. Someone saw you being chased and killed on the street. Finally, the suspect was confirmed. His stronghold was bombed with a weapon." elle What was taken out was the photo of the pig's head that finch had shown her.

There is a hole or something, reese is mighty and domineering (⊙○⊙)／

"Oh, it turned out to be him. It was such a bad experience." Alia pulled Reid's sleeve with a little fear, and looked at Elle with very admiring eyes. "Are you here to tell me that you have put this Has the vicious villain been arrested and brought to justice?"

"In fact, we belong to the bau under the fbi. The full name of this department is also called the behavioral analysis unit. It is the behavioral analysis department of the fbi. Investigate and confirm its operability based on case experience and research, for complex and psychologically sensitive cases involving criminal suspects, usually involving violence and threats of violence, involving areas including crimes against children, endangering adults, threats, *, explosion and arson type cases. Instead of..." (Thanks to Baidu Encyclopedia)

"Okay, Reid." Elle interrupted him, and took out a second photo from the file, "A month ago, you were held hostage by a stalker..."

"Oh, my God, I don't want to see him again, it's too scary." Alicia grabbed Reid's arm with an inch, buried her small face on his shoulder, and her body was shaking all the time.

"Alia, he's dead. When we found him, he was shot in the head, and there was no possibility of rescue." This extremely familiar guy, Reid frantically tried to push her away, but he didn't know Where to start.

"Alia, please tell us, what happened at that time? Where were you when he was shot?" Elle didn't intend to help at all. She ignored Reid's eyes asking for help, and instead had a look on her face expression.

"Where? I ran away." Aliya raised her head and replied in a very innocent tone, "I saw the opportunity and ran away from him. Forgive me for not being able to wait for your police to arrive. I am too scared gone."

"Did you run away after he got shot?" Elle stared at her expression.

Aliya knew that in the face of the two profilers, her lying would only deepen the suspicion, "Yes. He threw me to the ground at that time, and suddenly, I heard gunshots. I saw him stop and press on the ground. The strength in my body was reduced in vain. Realizing that this was an opportunity, I ran away immediately. I just kept running forward, not daring to turn back."

"That is to say, you didn't see the shooter." Elle still had that expression on her face, and without letting Alia see anything, she took out another photo from the file and said, "Two months ago... ..."

Alia finally got impatient, she let go of Reid, and looked at Elle with dissatisfaction, "Please believe me, I am really willing to cooperate with you. But I don't know that what you asked this time can not only evoke painful memories for me, but also What can I gain? I stayed up for several days and nights, finally finished my dissertation, and I just want to have a good rest. Seriously, I really don't know what you are here for?"

"I'm sorry, Alia." Seeing the blush on Alia's white skin due to anger, Reid felt sorry.He glanced at Elle, and after getting permission from the other party, he took out a photo from the bottom of the profile, "You just need to tell us if you know this person."

Alicia glanced down.She wanted to say that she didn't know her, but this person was Se, the person who saved her life six times.She knew that what Reese and Finch did was law enforcement outside the law, which could be equated with killing to some extent.Unexpectedly, one day, the world of "Criminal Minds" will merge with the world of "Suspect Tracker", and her favorite bau will come to capture her savior.

"Well, I have a little impression." She pretended to look down carefully, and then gave a vague answer.

It must be a lie to say that they don't know each other. There must be sufficient information in Elle's information to prove that they have been in contact, but even if se is just one of the aliases of that person, she does not intend to tell anyone.

The two looked at each other. Elle first packed up the materials and stood up, and Reid immediately followed.

"If you remember anything, please contact me." Reid handed her a business card.

"Is your private phone number?" Aliya couldn't help being nympho again, and she laughed two sweet dimples.

"Yes." Reid fished the fallen hair behind his ears a little shyly.

"If I don't remember anything, can I call you?" Aliya found out that she had been poisoned by a kind of molesting reid, and she grabbed the door frame and refused to let go.

"Alia..." Little Reid Bao's ability to deal with teasing is obviously... zero.

Emma, ​​the male god is so cute!Aliya hurried back to the house, packed the snacks she had made, and ran forward.

"Bring it back for you to eat, Alicia's love biscuits." When stuffing the things into his hands, she did not forget to tiptoe and gave him a farewell kiss very quickly.

When she returned to the room contentedly, Alia finally remembered—she seemed to have given up on treatment because she had rubbed the chicken nest head off the sofa to meet the male god...

God, she is definitely not the one who rubbed biscuit crumbs on your clothes!