[Variety Drama] Mobility Scourge

New York Fashion Week is held in Bryant Park. As Lucida said, there are as many girls here as locusts, and the backstage preparations are extremely messy. Models, makeup artists, designers, and people who come and go only pay attention for a few minutes In the show that will be on stage at the end, even if someone goes missing, they probably won't be found out.

"Oh, are those clothes really for people to wear? Oh! My God, that face is painted like a palette, is it really for a catwalk?"

Lucida complained all the way, the tone of not being able to bear to look directly gave Morgan the illusion that it was really the case, Morgan shook his head vigorously to prevent himself from being brainwashed by Lucida, he smiled and said: "I thought you were only interested in works of art. I know a little more about it, I didn't expect you to know fashion."

Morgan's words had a double meaning, and Lucida curled her lips angrily: "What's wrong? Morgan, I want to let you know three things. First, I'm a woman, so it's normal to understand fashion. Second, I understand art. More than just a little more, I painted the model's face like a palette for this group of people. I can paint it too. Makeup for people is not much more difficult than painting an easter egg. And third, I have been a model before. I've been through everything I've said."

As soon as Lucida finished speaking, the four men looked at Lucida at the same time.

Reid was surprised: "Lucida, have you ever been a model?"

Morgan was also curious. He looked at the tall models around him, and then at Lucida. Morgan made up his mind and couldn't help laughing: "It's hard to imagine you as a model."

Esposito grinned and said, "Wow, is it that kind of sexy underwear catwalk?"

"Or a hot bikini?" Ryan added.

Lucida squinted her eyes and tried not to give them a squint: "You two look like monkeys that haven't evolved."

"Why didn't you continue to be a model?" Morgan felt that if Lucida was a model, she might be very popular. This woman is indeed a good hardware configuration.

Lucida looked around for a while, then shrugged and said briefly: "Because it's just a part-time job, one summer, to earn some pocket money."

As an adopted child, she can't ask her adoptive parents for pocket money, and she will go to work by herself. What's more, Lucida has her own stubbornness when she was young. She has experienced so many foster families, and she believes in what she has gained through her own efforts. Things are their own.

"..." Reid watched Lucida's expression, the woman still had a smile on her face, Lucida was indeed very strong.

No.4 The victim was wearing a BajaEas series style. If the victim was a BajaEas model, someone would recognize it. Morgan handed over the photos of the clothes to the BajaEas designer. I have to say that the BajaEas designer is very distinctive. Speaking of other designers, maybe it's a young woman, maybe it's an older man with a lot of experience in clothing, maybe it's a slightly effeminate...well...delicate guy, but the designer at BajaEas , are two handsome men, one of them is dark-skinned and has muscles comparable to Morgan's. The two of them thought for a while and nodded with certainty: "The person wearing this dress three days ago is LaCarter, where is she? She has a job for three days and we are almost short-handed."

"She was strangled to death three days ago. Didn't you find her missing for three days?"

Designer Scott Studenberg shrugged and said helplessly: "We didn't have time to find it when we found it. We were so busy that she disappeared. She missed a show three days ago, which made us look everywhere. A model is here for her, she's great, but we can't afford this kind of big-name model, it's fashion week, and the models do another thing besides the catwalk, go to nightclubs, I thought she hooked up with nightclubs Which one of the winners will not come to the catwalk."

Although the designer resented La's behavior, he was just telling the truth. There is not only one model. There are as many people crowded in this fashion week like locusts. Sometimes even a little-known model is praised like this. famous.

"Wow, nightclub~" Lucida winked mischievously at Emily: "Cinderella went to the ball to find her prince, and then lost her glass slipper~"

Emily twitched the corners of her mouth, really wanting to twitch this girl's mischievous face, don't be so embarrassing!

"So does LaCarter have any enemies?"

The designer was a little impatient, and there were still people urging him for only 5 minutes. He bluntly said angrily: "Of course, there are a lot of them. This is Fashion Week. Models are rushing to be No. 1. Everyone is an enemy. , are all rivals, the friendship between little girls, it is because they have not seen the cruelty of society, well, I still have something to do."

Walk away as soon as you say, the handsome designer walks like a model, Lucida has to give this designer a thumbs up, what he said is the truth!The modeling world can be 'chaotic' and brutal.

"Sorry, I have another question, do you remember what shoes LaCarter was wearing three days ago?"

Reid quickly followed the designer, and asked another question. The designer turned his head to look at Reid, then shook his head and said bluntly: "I don't know, I didn't match the shoes."

Information about the shoes is still missing.

After many inquiries, the general information of the victim is also complete. The victim is called LaCarter, 20 years old, French, a model with great potential, and came to the United States to work alone without many friends.

"Does La have a boyfriend, or a date? Was she different from usual three days ago?"

The model Emily asked at this time is the one who usually talks to LaCarter a lot, and she is not counted as a friend. She thought for a while and shook her head: "There is one, but I don't know who it is, she doesn't talk much about it, but As for the difference from usual, three days ago, she seemed restless."

……

"Very anxious. In my understanding, there are three reasons why models are anxious. One is that my man was robbed by other sluts. The other is that my position was robbed by other sluts. The other is that my Heavier than other sluts."

After Lucida finished speaking with a straight finger, Emily laughed: "Ha! You are not only a model, all girls will be anxious because of these three points!"

There was only an hour break at noon, after which Hotch informed everyone to do a rough profile, Lucida and Emily sat at Beckett's table chatting and waited for the others to assemble.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

Reid walked over with coffee in both hands, the kind of six-cup carton shelf, Reid took two boxes, and looked at the logo on the coffee cup to know that the coffee was bought from outside, Lucida saw that Reid took so much Coffee came over and asked curiously, "Spencer, where have you been?"

How to buy a coffee is like buying an egg.

Reid pointed behind him and replied casually: "I went to the corner to buy coffee." As he spoke, Reid handed the coffee to Lucida, and then handed a cup of coffee to Emily. Glancing at Lucida, she thanked Reid, "Wow, thanks, that's great."

Emily took a sip of coffee. She doesn't have high requirements for coffee, as long as it's not bad, she can do it, but Emily thinks it's a little wrong to write down the amount of coffee bought by Reid: "Reid, you bought eleven cups? Who is the extra cup?" of them?” There are only ten people including the seven BAU and the three detectives from NYPD, why did Reid buy eleven cups?

But as soon as Emily finished asking, Lucida answered for her.

"Pooh!!!"

Lucida took a sip of coffee, then spat it out, quickly pulled out a few tissues to cover her mouth, her eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and after sipping for a long time, Lucida let go, gritted her teeth: "Whata..."

Before Lucida finished speaking, she paused and shouted viciously at Reid: "Spencer!" But the girl's vicious look was more like fried hair, Reid raised his eyebrows and smiled at Lucida: "well, You've been tricked for the second time, Lucida."

Dr. Reid said he would take revenge.

There was still a bitter taste of coffee in her mouth. Lucida was very familiar with this taste. It was the unique bad taste of NYPD. Reid poured this bad coffee under the quilt to trick her into drinking for revenge... Really... Simply!

Lucida stuck out her tongue, the bitter taste on her taste buds made her uncomfortable, Reid handed over a cup of the coffee she bought: "This is your coffee, we're even."

"what is this?"

Lucida pouted, she would never be fooled again.

"Hazelnut coffee, three times with hazelnuts."

"Huh!? Really?!"

This time Lucida took it excitedly, and took a small sip. The aroma of hazelnuts accompanied by the mellow aroma of coffee washed away the bitter taste in her mouth. Lucida squinted her eyes as if enjoying it, and in Emily's eyes, Lucida At this moment, I am like a little hamster who is well fed and pampered.

Emily bent her lips and looked back and forth between Reid and Lucida. Lucida said that she wanted to drink a cup of fragrant hazelnut coffee at noon. It sounded like a joke, but Reid remembered it. Look Lucida showed that kind of happy expression like a little hamster, which made her feel that it was worth doing anything to see this expression. Emily looked at Reid, and she felt that maybe Reid didn't even know her own It feels like it's just unconsciously caring about Lucida, Emily shook her head, sipped her coffee and sighed: "Sosweet."

"what?"

Reid turned his head, he seemed to hear Emily say something.

Emily shook the coffee in her hand and smiled meaningfully at Reid: "I said this coffee, sosweet."

Reid frowned and looked confused, "How is it possible, I bought you iced coffee without sugar." It can't be sweet!

Look, this guy is obviously not yet enlightened, Emily pulled up the corners of her mouth and smiled wickedly: "No, you added sugar..."

This statement obviously has a deeper meaning.