[Comprehensive] Lisa who loves nightmares

In fact, it is true that the care of parents can assist the healthy growth of children's minds.Under Booth's care, Lisa's situation is quite good, and Booth's son is also like a family.Although there is no legal formality, Booth feels that he is actually half of Lisa's father.

The members of bau continued to be busy with their work. Except for JJ and Morgan who occasionally came to see or make a phone call, the others had basically forgotten about this little girl who had caused a sensation.After all, there are too many cases, and those past cases just become a historical file, that's all.

Lisa also looked like a normal girl, except she was still having nightmares.In many cases, her dreams provide important clues to the case, and she is dubbed a little psychic by FBI detectives.Booth has a dispute with Professor Belen on this point. Booth believes that these dreams prove Lisa's sensitivity and anxiety, so she pays attention to some small details and uses these details to piece together reality to avoid danger, so she should be allowed to Safer and more stable environment.Professor Belen believes that avoidance will not make the situation better. It is better to continue to use this ability effectively and get used to it. It is not a big deal to get used to it after a long time.

Lisa herself has no particular opinion on the matter.It should be said that she has rarely communicated her thoughts and situation with people other than a psychologist.Apart from Dr. De Klein, the one who knows her best is Booth's lovely little son.He was literally Lisa's translator. Many times Lisa didn't need to speak, and this guy would speak for her.

Occasionally, Booth also encounters very weird situations.

"What are you doing?"

When Booth got home and opened the door, he saw two children sitting on the floor in a triangle surrounded by a bear, with a burning candle in the center, so he asked casually.

"The three of us are playing a word game."

His son told him.

It seemed normal for children to use toys as companions, and Booth didn't think much of it.As for the message game, many people have actually played it, that is, one person whispers a message to another person, and the other person passes it on to a third person, so that the content will gradually change until it becomes completely different in the end. if.

But this kind of game is based on more than two people, otherwise how can there be a deviation in the transmission of words?

There are only two children and a teddy bear in front of me. Of course, the bear can't talk.

But Booth didn't think too deeply. He took it for granted that the children might be playing another game of the same name.Probably because Booth's father will selectively drop his IQ once he is related to someone close to him!At this moment, instead of being vigilant, what he thinks in his heart is: [Oh, oh, it is better to bring the two children together, let Lisa come over next time~ If there is a chance to add a few more children, then I'll save trouble =v=~~]

"Aren't the bones coming today?" the son asked.

"You mean Bone? Oh, she went on a date with Bone today, and she asked me to bring back the ice cream for her, and she will come over to eat with us next time."

As soon as there was ice cream, the eyes of the two little ghosts lit up, and they immediately abandoned the game they were playing and went straight to the plastic bag in Booth's hand.Really realistic little devils!Booth thought helplessly.

That's right, in fact, the progress between him and Professor Belen has been quite smooth recently. Although various upsets happened, Father Booth took care of everything for him.Although Booth's father suffered a little injury (his standard is that if he doesn't hang up, he is a minor injury), but it is enough to make a beauty return.The most hateful thing is that his rival in love is a damned criminal, and this criminal has put him in a lot of trouble.It's a pity that God is fair. IQ was added to the criminal, but luck was not added to him.Because of some kind of coincidence, the criminal was quickly caught, the most unlucky criminal in the world (coincidence or something... another silence for Booth's slowness).

So overall, Booth is doing pretty well, nourishing and nourishing.

What did you say?Weird loli?Whoever says bad things about my child, come out and I will brainwash you! !

Just then the phone rang, and Booth quickly picked it up. It was a matter in the bureau.After he said a few words, he pressed down the phone and looked at the children.

"Okay, don't steal too much, it will hurt your stomach. Huh? Where's Lisa?"

Why did it disappear in a blink of an eye?Really just a blink of an eye.

"She said it wasn't her favorite egg roll, so she bought it herself."

His son glanced at the open door and told Dad so.

"Ah? Is that so? Really, just let me buy it."

"That's enough, Dad, don't treat us like children, just buy an ice cream and you won't get lost."

"But you are just children. Next time, she will tell me by herself! Well, I'll go out and have a look."

So Booth went out too.

After waiting for a long time, when no one came back, Booth's son heaved a long sigh and could only pick up the spoon and start the car himself.

It's your fault, you can't let it go away, can you?What a pity.

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A certain blonde walks into the store, looks around, and eventually makes her way to the shelf.

She glanced at the window hesitantly, the car she got off first was still parked by the side of the road, and the people in the car were leaning on the window with their elbows exposed, as if they were impatient with the wait.

She turned her head, walked around the shelf, glanced at the security guard, took some food and went back to the counter.

"Check out, and pack cigarettes."

she says.

The person at the counter gave her a look, and she took out her wallet to pay the bill, but was surprised by the amount typed out.

"What? Why are cigarettes so expensive!"

"Cigarettes are not so expensive, but the ice cream in the hand of the child you bring is limited edition."

The woman turned her head in surprise, and saw a child following her, with a teddy bear hanging in one hand, and ice cream in the other hand licking.

"Wait a minute, I don't know her!"

The child stretched out a hand and grabbed the corner of the woman's schoolbag.Although the child didn't say anything, this action has confirmed to the surrounding adults that the two of them are indeed related.

"Ma'am, we are troubled by your words..."

"Wait a minute." The security guard who was standing not far squeezed over and grabbed the woman's handbag, "It seems that we saw our products here just now, we need to check."

Surprised and relieved, such a complex expression was revealed on the woman's face.She nodded and handed her bag to the security guard.

At this time, the child had already let go of the bag and turned to grab her hand.

The woman lowered her head in surprise again. She wanted to shake off the child's hand, but was firmly held by an astonishing force.

"He hit you."

Said the voice.

It was like a child's murmur, but it seemed to come from another world, and she couldn't help crying.

I thought I couldn't cry anymore.

It turns out that I can still cry like this.

No matter how much I cried and called for help in despair, it was useless no matter what I did.I thought no one would hear, no one would reach out to help.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, you stole the goods from our store, please come with me to the police station with your child."

When the vehicles waiting outside saw the police car approaching the store, they immediately backed away from their original positions, turned around and drove away.

Along the way, the woman was in a nervous mood, but the child's hand was like a life-saving straw at this time, giving her a sense of solidity.

Ah, what am I doing, she's just a child, she came to comfort me when she saw me sad, that's all.

The woman tried again to get rid of the child's hand, but this time the child didn't let go.

"Don't cry," said the little girl. "I won't let him hit you again."

The woman's body trembled slightly upon hearing the words.

She didn't know what it was that was sitting beside her, an angel?demon?

But she knew that her long-standing nightmare might be coming to an end.

When confronted with the police interrogating them, a policewoman whom she had never met before, she mustered up the courage to speak up.

"Maybe you'll think I'm crazy, but I stole in the hope of getting caught, because that was the only way I could contact the police. My real name is Mary Crumb. Sold to others as a slave. They forced me to pick up customers, if this continues I will die, please save me!"

The policewoman showed a speechless smile: "Even if you say that, it can't lessen your crime, my dear friend."

Yes, this content is ridiculous, are the police fools?

"Her hair was covered with bruises on the left side of the hair, and her eyes were red and bloodshot. Whether it was the food she chose to buy or the food she secretly hid in her bag, it was green and healthy food, but she chose at the same time. Cigarettes. She couldn't even get out of the hands of a kid my age, proving her arm was badly sprained."

The little girl who had been silent all this time, even the policewoman didn't notice at the first moment, suddenly said so.

"sheiscrying, please helper."

If it was a grown woman saying this, then you probably wouldn't think anything of it.But when a child suddenly tells you like this, there is always an indescribable weirdness pervading.The biggest difference between children and adults is knowledge and experience, the world they know, and their ideas are more naive.A child who exhibits excellent observation skills and intelligence looks quite weird to adults, and it does not match the image of a child they originally thought would make them wary-because it is almost like pretending to be a child. Something else entirely different from itself.

"Who are you and what is your name? Where are your parents?"

Depressed and uneasy, the policewoman asked the child like this.

The girl handed over a business card with a name and phone number printed on it.

This made the policewoman breathe a sigh of relief, fbi, is it her father or a relative?No wonder then.

Yes, because the child's relatives have police officers, there is a 'reason' for her observation skills and various behaviors, so there is no need to be surprised.