CM Criminal Minds: Candy Queen's Chef Knight

?Whatelseisthewholelifeofmortalsbutasortofcomedy,inwhichthevariousactors,disguisedbyvariouscostumesandmasks,walkonandplayeachonehispart,untilthemanagerwavesthemoffthestage.--DesideriusErasmus

Desiderius Erasmus (the medieval Dutch humanist thinker and theologian, who compiled and translated the new Latin and Greek editions of the "Bible New Testament", 1466-1536): Life is but a comedy , all kinds of actors, dressed up in disguise, I will appear on the stage after you sing, and leave the stage until the end of the song.

27 piano shops were searched within four hours.

Fifteen hours had passed since she disappeared to being searched for. When they saw the spider, they saw her sitting there as indifferently as in the video.

"You're Samuel Adolph? Garcia's man, right?" she asked. "You'd better watch out, they're coming after you."

"Are you alright?" Hodge asked. "Do you need therapy or something?"

"I'm fine..." she said, "I guess you are very busy now, so I won't bother you, you need to call me."

"Looking at the time, there should be one last round," Morgan said, "I guess we only have ten hours this time."

"Boy, you guessed it right," Garcia dialed the phone with a cold voice, "The last round, ten hours, we are looking for Catherine."

"What?" Adolf was shocked, "Catherine??? How could she be kidnapped?"

"Adolf, I want to ask you this?!" Garcia could hardly suppress the anger in his heart, "You said that we can handle the case with peace of mind by handing her over to Angelina, but now she is missing, where is Angelina! !!"

The phone was hung up abruptly by Garcia, she rubbed her forehead, her eyes became colder than ever before, almost soaked with ice scum.

Adolf's face was also unprecedentedly ugly and serious, and he had a bad premonition faintly in his heart.

Catherine must be found sooner.

Morgan received the information from Garcia, and gave Adolf a consoling look, and he couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Angel said something very strange." Morgan looked at the video, the warm crib, the warm design, Catherine who was obediently lying on the bed, spitting small bubbles, her little soft tongue poking out gently, blue The color eyes are clear to the bottom, and the soft blond hair is even more lovely.

Angel didn't hide her appearance. She was wearing a bright yellow skirt, she was as cute as an elf, stroking Catherine's cheeks, just like a sister.

"She said, come to them, and disappear with Catherine when she arrives late." Hodge said, "Friendly reminder, her mother is not her biological mother."

"Why do I feel like a woman looking for revenge?" Morgan touched his chin, "By the way, Adolf, should you explain your love history at this time?"

"I don't know how you got this delusion," Adolf said coldly, "but if it helps, I only have one ex-girlfriend, Angelina." And it was a body bonus.

"She...is your ex-girlfriend," Morgan said. "Then why did you introduce her to us and Garcia, and let her bring Catherine?"

"Women are all self-respecting please," Morgan sighed, "Are you really that Adolf I know with a high EQ?" What a scumbag.

"Look carefully," Hodge said seriously, "Angel does look a bit like Angelina."

How to explain it so that it is clear that Angelina is just a nonsense relationship with his brother?Adolf finally said: "I think..." She didn't do it, how could she do such a thing.

But the arrangement of the crib and the video made him pause.

Something is wrong, something seems to be wrong.

But it's like a cloud and a mountain of fog, and I still can't remember where this familiarity is.

"Adolf, what's the matter? Did you find anything?" Morgan looked at him strangely, still distracted in such a critical situation?

"I just feel that something is wrong. There is a very strange feeling, and there is no bottom in my heart." Adolf frowned, "The dress that Angel wears is very similar to my taste, and the whole room is decorated in my favorite way, even the baby The beds are exactly the same as the ones I bought for Catherine, and I am a little surprised, who kidnapped Catherine and put so much effort into arranging the background?"

"Bach's C major, human body shape, warm room, are you familiar with these?" Morgan asked.

How similar, how similar to Duan He.

When they met for the first time, the little Duan He was playing Bach pieces upstairs. He followed his mother to visit, and saw Duan He, who was immature with black hair and black eyes, sitting seriously at the piano, his fingers were cold and stiff.

Since then, they have become good friends who went to school together, and they are a little familiar.

They carried schoolbags and walked along the path paved with bluestone slabs, drank fresh soy milk at the corner, and ate steaming steamed buns, from the beginning to the end of middle school.

He was studying in the United States at university, but accidentally bumped into Duan He, who was working as a model outside, drinking coffee, lamenting the chance encounter in a foreign country.

"Duan He, why did you come to America?"

His eyes are calm, elegant and gentle, and he has the charm of the bone when he doesn't see the model: "Come and wander."

And the baby crib and the warm home are all his dreams he once said.

Could it be, Duan He and his whole life.And Ye Chuyang's previous life?

He never asked why Duan He didn't drive his small hotel to the United States to be a model who was still drenched in ice in winter.

He thought that, just like a doctor, it was the dream that Duan He was chasing.He had never noticed that the way Duan He looked at him was so forbearing and non-aggressive.

"Perhaps, Angelina really did it." He smiled wryly and opened the corners of his mouth, his face was bleak.

"I'm so stupid," he looked up, and tears flowed back to his heart. "She won't hurt Catherine, she's just waiting for me to meet her and say something he doesn't want to say to me."

Gradually, he forgot to cover up, and even used "he" to refer to Duan He.

"I think I might know where he is."

That villa, the villa he lived in when he lived in the United States, happened to be in Miami, but it was far away and quiet.

They looked at him without saying anything, without accusations, without inquiries, without comfort.Inclusive with family.

"It's time to end." Angelina turned off the sound of the monitor sewn into Adolf's clothes, and hid the dagger on her body.