[Zhongyingmei] That snake
Chapter 24 Case 4
Oliver was sitting at his desk, resting his chin in one hand in a daze, while playing with the pen in the other hand.There was a sound of high-heeled shoes at the door, gradually approaching.
He could easily tell that it wasn't the sound of **'s footsteps. To be honest, the sound of **'s high heels was as familiar to him as the bell for class.
Strauss? Oliver watched her walk straight to Hotch's office with a document and squinted.
"Strauss? What is she here for?" Prentiss also had the same doubts. It must be an important event for the supervisor to come here in person. "Is there any big case?"
"Big case? Maybe, but she's emitting hormones all over her body now, don't you feel it?"
"Oh," Prentiss groaned strangely, "I thought she was a strong woman who devoted herself to her career, and her family relationship didn't seem to be very good."
The last time Strauss talked to Hotch, questioning the Bau panel and the behavioral analysis, Hotch took a look at her room layout and explained her personality and family relationships thoroughly.
She has nothing to say, but she has never felt less sorry for the group. From a politician's point of view, such an approach is understandable.
Oliver shrugged, anyway, his ability was to detect the strong hormonal atmosphere around Strauss, "Second spring?"
"Well, she is not much less serious than Hotch now, but she was probably a beauty when she was young." Pretiss' tone was uncertain.
"Beauty? Who are you talking about?" Morgan hurried over with a cup of coffee in his hand.
Oliver looked at the smile on his face in disbelief, and whispered to Prentiss, "Why do I think Morgan is also a sub-hormone?"
Prentiss and he exchanged glances, "Morgan and Strauss? I don't think my heart can bear the news. Tell me you're wrong."
Prentiss thought that Oliver was guessing the state of the two by his movements.Although group members cannot profile each other, judging emotions from expressions, such as frowning dissatisfied and laughing happily, these are basic social skills.
"Isn't bau banning office romances? I think, hmm... hard to say."
Oliver also doubted his own ability. He didn't remember that Criminal Minds had this setting back then, but the hormonal signals of the two of them appeared there clearly, and it was difficult for people to ignore it.
His skills seem to have an extra sense, which is very similar to eyes. If you don’t want to see, you can close your eyes. If you open your eyes, you have to accept information without stopping.
"Did you see her too?" Morgan walked close to the two of them, but didn't hear the conversation just now.
Oliver's expression was indescribable, "I saw Strauss, but who are you talking about?"
"Strauss?" Morgan frowned slightly, then quickly unfurled it. "No, I wasn't talking about her. Remember that red-haired beauty we met at the bar a few weeks ago?"
In the past twenty years, Oliver has gone to the bar a handful of times, so he quickly recalled, "You can't be talking about Natasha."
"That's right, it's her." Morgan's finger stroked the side of the paper coffee cup, "I ran into her again at the coffee shop downstairs."
Prentiss breathed a sigh of relief, fine, Garcia wasn't going to cry because her chocolate hunk was snatched by an old woman.
But Oliver didn't, "What is she here for?"
"She forgot to bring the money to buy coffee at the counter. I went to help her pay the bill, and she remembered my name. And she said we will meet again soon." Morgan said, "You took out the money at the bar that day. She has seen the FBI ID, is there any other reason for coming here besides looking for a certain person?"
"It's not me anyway." Oliver said blankly.
From an aesthetic point of view, Oliver likes Natasha very much. The appreciation of beauty is gender-neutral, okay?It's just that being a gay doesn't produce any physiological impulses that make people lose their minds.
But from another perspective, how many lies are there in what the Black Widow said, or how many truths are there?The professional habits of a spy have been integrated into her bones and blood.Dealing with this kind of people is tiring, and Oliver thinks it's a little bit better than fighting with those politicians openly and secretly.
"So it's up to me to treat this beauty well, after all, she still remembers my name." Morgan's tone was not lacking in confidence.
Oliver wanted to remind him that when Morgan paid with his membership card at the coffee shop, the cashier's name would be displayed.But in order not to spoil Morgan's interest, he kept his mouth shut.
Neither the Bau team nor Natasha and S.H.I.E.L.D. have any mutual interests and information exchanges, and there is nothing to worry about, so he raised a more disappointing topic, "Do you remember the names of a few ex-girlfriends?"
"This question..." Morgan raised his hand and touched his nose.
"If you find a girl's name in the name book, it may be his ex-girlfriend." Pretiss said with a smile.
"Come on, Emily," Morgan said helplessly, "I don't think I can compare to Tony Stark."
"That's right, only Stark is the one to dump others, and no one else is to dump him." Oliver followed the trend, thinking that if the bau group collectively loses their jobs in the future, they can still form a group to talk about cross talk.
Oliver looked at Morgan speechless, and kindly patted him on the shoulder, "Well, as a colleague and friend, I think I should encourage you. The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."
"This sounds weird, like a communist."
Oliver just looked at him with a smile, and answered silently in his heart, I am a person who has lived under the glorious banner of socialism for more than [-] years.
Soon, when Hotch convened a meeting to discuss the new case, Oliver met Strauss' suspect.
David Rossi, a senior veteran of bau, has published many books on crime after retirement. Oliver has a lot of books on his bookshelf. The bau team is actually very surprised that he joined.
After all, not everyone is willing to give up a relaxed and comfortable life and rejoin the front line of fighting criminals to refresh their views.
Hotch very familiarly introduced Rossi to everyone, they had worked together before.
"Where is **?" Reid looked around, like a student waiting for the invigilator to issue papers in the examination room.
"This case is quite special, we will have a special investigator to join." Hotch was talking, ** and Natasha walked into the office talking and laughing.
Morgan's eyes widened involuntarily.
"Natasha Romanova, from the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistic Support Agency, joined the investigation as a special investigator this time."
Natasha brushed her hair behind her ears as if unintentionally, revealing her white and smooth earlobes, and smiled non-aggressively, "This kind of case should have been taken over by S.H.I.E.L.D. , but due to some power transfers, the investigative power was transferred to the FBI, and I am here as some technical and data support."
** After communicating with Natasha, I listened to her suggestion and did not send the information to everyone as usual.
"What is our case that's so special?" Morgan asked.
"I wonder if you've heard of 'A Good Neighbor to the People of New York'?" Natasha leaned forward and asked earnestly.
"Who's that? Doesn't sound like a name a serial killer would have." Rossi obviously didn't know much about it.
"Spider-Man?" Oliver raised his eyebrows, did he really say that if he meets Natasha, he can't escape the plot of a superhero?
"Yes." Natasha nodded, "He is a vigilante, certainly not the kind of serial killer you mentioned. At most, he would tie up criminals and hang them at the gate of the police station."
"The culprit in this case is not Spiderman, but Spiderman has come forward to stop his two crimes, but unfortunately they failed without exception." Natasha turned on the screen, and a picture appeared on the big screen behind her. The picture, ** also sent the information to everyone at this time.
The middle-aged man on the screen has four metal tentacles installed on his back, two of which are embedded in the wall to support his body, and the other two are holding several bulging bags.
Even though the members of the bau team are of good quality, they still couldn't help exclaiming when they saw this image.
"This is our criminal. The tabloid reporters call him Doctor Octopus. His real name is Otto Octavius. He was originally a physicist. His four metal tentacles were tools installed in the experiment, but the experiment failed at that time. After the laboratory was blown up, he Nowhere to be seen. Last seen at the bank."
Natasha called up a summary of the news report at the time, "He broke into the bank to rob, and took a woman hostage. Spider-Man rescued the woman, and Doctor Octopus escaped again."
Immediately afterwards, several pictures of the crime scene appeared on the screen. The marble floor was smashed to pieces, and many passers-by were injured by falling stones and crystal lamps.
"Everyone has also seen his destructive power, and we need to catch him as soon as possible."
on the plane
After Gideon left, the seat opposite Hotch became vacant, and Oliver sat here logically. Rossi was held by the curious baby Reid and talked non-stop. **, Prentiss, and Natasha were sitting together and talking about something. Can't cut in next to three ladies.
"What do you think of Spider-Man?" Hotch, who was sitting across from him and reading the materials, suddenly asked.
"Huh? Spider-Man?" Oliver turned to look at Hotch. "I think he's a good guy."
"Instead of catching criminals, what he does is help the old lady cross the road, help the children rescue stray cats, rescue the wounded at the scene of a car accident and so on. He just has power that ordinary people can't imagine."
"Because of his strength, no one knows what he will do once he is free of restraints, just like Doctor Octopus." Hotch and Oliver looked at each other, "Jack, he likes these superheroes very much, I don't want one day His idol became his dad's job."
"No, Aaron, you can rest assured." Oliver smiled.
Whenever he talked about his son, Hotch's eyes would soften unconsciously. Even though he still had that serious expression, his eyes were like a warm sea of golden brown reaching to the bottom.
Oliver looked at him and couldn't help but continue, "Spider-Man saved me."
Hotch looked inquiring.
"Because of work, I lived in New York for a while. My group of colleagues dragged me to drink, and I escaped alone after being drunk by them." Oliver's face was full of emotions that he couldn't bear to recall.
"Aren't all drunks alike? I was walking down the street delirious and nearly caused a car accident. Spider-Man scooped me up from the car."
"He also kindly sent me home, although I don't like wandering around New York without any safety measures at all." Oliver himself felt funny when he said it, and he rolled his eyes, "I was in New York at the time I picked up a stray cat and kept it in a rental house. But that cat always likes to climb up to the roof alone, and I can’t climb up without a skylight. Get off the roof and help me get the cat down too."
"Then he wore his red and blue uniform and went to the supermarket to buy cat food. When I lived in New York, every night when I went downstairs, I could see Spider-Man and my cat chatting on the roof, and I, an ordinary Humans can only stand on the window sill and listen to the cat meowing and a lot of his words."
"He's actually a very lively and talkative kid."
Before that, Oliver had never thought of becoming a cat friend with a superhero, and developed a magical friendship of arthropods, cold-blooded animals and cat kings.
"I haven't seen that cat in your house."
"The landlady before me didn't allow pets. After I left New York, I sent the cat king to my parents." Oliver was slightly regretful. "But, Aaron, doesn't your family have any pets?"
"No. What's wrong?" Hotch asked.
"I thought parents, kids and a dog were the norm for middle-class married families in America?"
"I never thought about having a pet." Hotch was dazed, "and…"
He hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head, "Nothing."
Don't worry too much, Hotch, though, you'll soon be adding another canine to your family.
Oliver felt that Hotch's state was not right, but he couldn't think of the reason. Did Strauss ask him anything?
There are times when Oliver is a one-way guy, like right now, staring at Hotch the entire flight thinking about what he just said. Hotch felt a little terrified by him, but he didn't want to interrupt Oliver who seemed to be thinking about important issues seriously, so he could only keep his head down and do his own thing.
Washington and New York are both on the east coast, and the distance is not too far. Coupled with the high speed of the private plane, Oliver did not maintain this position for too long, but he still couldn't escape the consequences of being distracted and not reading the materials.
Now he is listening to Reid talking about the previous physics experiments conducted by Dr. Octopus. His face is numb. He is not good at physics. Really, he has no other thoughts except that he heard that this research is very powerful, expensive and powerful. .
In fact, it's not just Oliver who feels this way. Rossi, who was working with Reid for the first time, turned into helplessness after a brief surprise.
Morgan patted Reid on the shoulder to remind him, and Reid stopped.
Natasha smiled indifferently and said, "Geniuses should have some privileges, shouldn't they?"
After arriving at the New York Police Department, ** asked the police for the archived surveillance video and sent it to Garcia, but the situation was not optimistic.
"Is the IQ of anyone who does physics research so high? It's only a block away. He avoided all the cameras, and I couldn't find him!" Garcia screamed on the other end of the phone, "His credit card has no usage records! "
"My good queen, calm down first, calm down." Oliver held the phone an inch away from his ear.
"Don't worry, I can calm down, but I can't help you now, sorry."
"You've done a good job." Oliver said a few words of reassurance before hanging up the phone.
"We still have to start from the usual direction." Hotch spread out all the materials on the desktop, and then pointed to a photo, "After his last experiment failed, he blew up the laboratory. Since Spider-Man arrived, most of the The injured were rescued. However, Otto's wife, died at the scene."
"So that's his stimulus?" Morgan asked.
Oliver doesn't think so, "Generally speaking, the stimulus will respond to the murderer's behavior, but who would rob money after the accidental death of his wife? I can understand killing a few women or committing suicide, but he wants to rob a bank What is that money for?"
"Reid, what would you do if your experiment failed?" Prentiss asked.
"My calculations have always been accurate, so I haven't failed. There is no actual data to support this problem." Reid pursed his lips.
Prentiss could only cast his hopeful eyes on Oliver, as there were only two people in the bau team doing scientific research.
"I do theoretical research, and I basically don't go into the laboratory." Oliver said with a guilty conscience. On the surface, it seems that he is indeed doing theoretical research, and the papers are well-founded. He couldn't refute it. In fact, he used his own ability to do some small experiments.
"However, if the experiment fails, the normal person will do nothing more than try it again. Didn't Edison fail a thousand times and try a thousand times when he invented the light bulb?"
"But if Dr. Otto repeats his experiment a thousand times, the earth will become a blown light bulb." Reid has finished researching the relevant information of Dr. Otto's experiment, "but because of the rarity of the element, he can't carry out a thousand try."
"It does make sense to rob a bank to buy experimental equipment." Morgan nodded, "And what about Spider-Man, will Doctor Octopus go find him?"
"Spiderman happened to be at the scene of Otto's crime, so he will fight him. If our inference is true, there are no special circumstances, and we will not go to Spiderman to seek revenge." Hotch said, he turned to look at Rossi who was observing the data , I saw him writing something in his notebook in silence.
Most of the older generation of bau members worked alone when bau was first established, and some personal habits are understandable, but if this affects the team cooperation, it needs Hotch, the team leader, to mediate appropriately.
"Ms. Romanova, if I want to get to know Dr. Otto himself, any advice?" Hotch asked.
"Call me Natasha," she recalled Otto's social network in her mind. "Professor Connor is Otto's friend and currently teaches at Empire State University."
"Rossi, Oliver and I are going to meet Professor Connor."
After arriving at the university campus, Natasha made a few phone calls, and the guard of the office building let the four of them go. For the sake of the beauty, they also pointed out the route to Professor Conner's office.
There was a discussion in the office, some students were discussing physics with Conner.
"Peter, your idea is very good. There is one thing I don't know if I should ask. Your study status has improved a lot before, why has it declined recently?"
Natasha's knock on the door interrupted the conversation, and after the people in the room gave permission, she pushed open the door and entered.
Professor Conner is a middle-aged man with a medium build and a slightly fat body. His left sleeve is empty. His desk is covered with scratch paper. It seems that he has just been doing calculations with students.
His student, who was called Peter, stood in front of him wearing a pair of glasses. He didn't know how to answer the question just now. Fortunately, these people saved him. Otherwise, how could he explain whether he was going to pick up Spider-Man again? Tossing and turning between uniforms.
Peter looked at the four with grateful eyes, and Oliver somehow felt that the person in front of him looked very familiar, and his voice was also quite familiar.
"May I ask who you are?" Conner wondered.
"fbi." Hotch showed him his credentials. "We'd like to ask some information about Dr. Otto."
"Oh, Otto." He sighed, "You can ask, as long as I know something, I will give you an answer."
"What is he like in his day-to-day life and his work?" Hotch cut to the chase.
Conner looked up puzzled, "I thought only reporters from the Daily Bugle would ask such a question to increase their sales, perverted scientist, what a good question." He snorted coldly.
Peter, who works at the Daily Bugle, looks embarrassed. Although he doesn't like the style of the weird boss, who would like a person who always blackmails himself?He has restrained the urge to stick spider silk in his mouth countless times.
"We are from the Behavior Analysis Section. Our working method is to infer the murderer's next crime by observing his behavior. This information is very important to us." Rossi persuaded.
"I didn't say no to answer." Conner waved his hand and adjusted his tone, "Otto is a good man and husband in life; at work, he is a little confident and impatient, but it is undeniable that he is indeed a genius in physics. China's nuclear fusion test came close to succeeding, which is for the benefit of all mankind."
"Oh, by the way, this is my student Peter Paker. He is writing a thesis on nuclear fusion and has met Otto a few times. You can ask him if you want."
Peter Parker? Oliver raised his eyebrows in surprise, he didn't expect to meet Spider-Man again so soon, and he seemed to have grown a little taller than a few years ago.
"Dr. Otto, I know him as a good husband, a physicist who reads difficult poetry for his wife; he doesn't expect awards for his research. I didn't expect him to be such a madman. "Peter said shyly, a little at a loss.
"You met him after the failed experiment?" Natasha caught an important piece of information.
"No." Peter immediately denied, and then changed his words with difficulty, "No, well, yes, I mean I saw him in the newspaper."
"He doesn't look like the original him at all, as if he completely changed his brain."
"Did he come back to see any of his friends or family after he escaped?" Rossi asked.
"As far as I know, no." Professor Conner shook his drooping head, and Rossi added a few more strokes to his notebook.
"Are there any laboratories in New York that can do fusion experiments?" Oliver said.
"Nuclear fusion experiments do not require high laboratory levels. As long as the experimental platform is built, audiences can even be invited to watch it. However, the cost of building the experimental platform is huge. Otto's previous experimental funds were all sponsored by Osbron."
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He could easily tell that it wasn't the sound of **'s footsteps. To be honest, the sound of **'s high heels was as familiar to him as the bell for class.
Strauss? Oliver watched her walk straight to Hotch's office with a document and squinted.
"Strauss? What is she here for?" Prentiss also had the same doubts. It must be an important event for the supervisor to come here in person. "Is there any big case?"
"Big case? Maybe, but she's emitting hormones all over her body now, don't you feel it?"
"Oh," Prentiss groaned strangely, "I thought she was a strong woman who devoted herself to her career, and her family relationship didn't seem to be very good."
The last time Strauss talked to Hotch, questioning the Bau panel and the behavioral analysis, Hotch took a look at her room layout and explained her personality and family relationships thoroughly.
She has nothing to say, but she has never felt less sorry for the group. From a politician's point of view, such an approach is understandable.
Oliver shrugged, anyway, his ability was to detect the strong hormonal atmosphere around Strauss, "Second spring?"
"Well, she is not much less serious than Hotch now, but she was probably a beauty when she was young." Pretiss' tone was uncertain.
"Beauty? Who are you talking about?" Morgan hurried over with a cup of coffee in his hand.
Oliver looked at the smile on his face in disbelief, and whispered to Prentiss, "Why do I think Morgan is also a sub-hormone?"
Prentiss and he exchanged glances, "Morgan and Strauss? I don't think my heart can bear the news. Tell me you're wrong."
Prentiss thought that Oliver was guessing the state of the two by his movements.Although group members cannot profile each other, judging emotions from expressions, such as frowning dissatisfied and laughing happily, these are basic social skills.
"Isn't bau banning office romances? I think, hmm... hard to say."
Oliver also doubted his own ability. He didn't remember that Criminal Minds had this setting back then, but the hormonal signals of the two of them appeared there clearly, and it was difficult for people to ignore it.
His skills seem to have an extra sense, which is very similar to eyes. If you don’t want to see, you can close your eyes. If you open your eyes, you have to accept information without stopping.
"Did you see her too?" Morgan walked close to the two of them, but didn't hear the conversation just now.
Oliver's expression was indescribable, "I saw Strauss, but who are you talking about?"
"Strauss?" Morgan frowned slightly, then quickly unfurled it. "No, I wasn't talking about her. Remember that red-haired beauty we met at the bar a few weeks ago?"
In the past twenty years, Oliver has gone to the bar a handful of times, so he quickly recalled, "You can't be talking about Natasha."
"That's right, it's her." Morgan's finger stroked the side of the paper coffee cup, "I ran into her again at the coffee shop downstairs."
Prentiss breathed a sigh of relief, fine, Garcia wasn't going to cry because her chocolate hunk was snatched by an old woman.
But Oliver didn't, "What is she here for?"
"She forgot to bring the money to buy coffee at the counter. I went to help her pay the bill, and she remembered my name. And she said we will meet again soon." Morgan said, "You took out the money at the bar that day. She has seen the FBI ID, is there any other reason for coming here besides looking for a certain person?"
"It's not me anyway." Oliver said blankly.
From an aesthetic point of view, Oliver likes Natasha very much. The appreciation of beauty is gender-neutral, okay?It's just that being a gay doesn't produce any physiological impulses that make people lose their minds.
But from another perspective, how many lies are there in what the Black Widow said, or how many truths are there?The professional habits of a spy have been integrated into her bones and blood.Dealing with this kind of people is tiring, and Oliver thinks it's a little bit better than fighting with those politicians openly and secretly.
"So it's up to me to treat this beauty well, after all, she still remembers my name." Morgan's tone was not lacking in confidence.
Oliver wanted to remind him that when Morgan paid with his membership card at the coffee shop, the cashier's name would be displayed.But in order not to spoil Morgan's interest, he kept his mouth shut.
Neither the Bau team nor Natasha and S.H.I.E.L.D. have any mutual interests and information exchanges, and there is nothing to worry about, so he raised a more disappointing topic, "Do you remember the names of a few ex-girlfriends?"
"This question..." Morgan raised his hand and touched his nose.
"If you find a girl's name in the name book, it may be his ex-girlfriend." Pretiss said with a smile.
"Come on, Emily," Morgan said helplessly, "I don't think I can compare to Tony Stark."
"That's right, only Stark is the one to dump others, and no one else is to dump him." Oliver followed the trend, thinking that if the bau group collectively loses their jobs in the future, they can still form a group to talk about cross talk.
Oliver looked at Morgan speechless, and kindly patted him on the shoulder, "Well, as a colleague and friend, I think I should encourage you. The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."
"This sounds weird, like a communist."
Oliver just looked at him with a smile, and answered silently in his heart, I am a person who has lived under the glorious banner of socialism for more than [-] years.
Soon, when Hotch convened a meeting to discuss the new case, Oliver met Strauss' suspect.
David Rossi, a senior veteran of bau, has published many books on crime after retirement. Oliver has a lot of books on his bookshelf. The bau team is actually very surprised that he joined.
After all, not everyone is willing to give up a relaxed and comfortable life and rejoin the front line of fighting criminals to refresh their views.
Hotch very familiarly introduced Rossi to everyone, they had worked together before.
"Where is **?" Reid looked around, like a student waiting for the invigilator to issue papers in the examination room.
"This case is quite special, we will have a special investigator to join." Hotch was talking, ** and Natasha walked into the office talking and laughing.
Morgan's eyes widened involuntarily.
"Natasha Romanova, from the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistic Support Agency, joined the investigation as a special investigator this time."
Natasha brushed her hair behind her ears as if unintentionally, revealing her white and smooth earlobes, and smiled non-aggressively, "This kind of case should have been taken over by S.H.I.E.L.D. , but due to some power transfers, the investigative power was transferred to the FBI, and I am here as some technical and data support."
** After communicating with Natasha, I listened to her suggestion and did not send the information to everyone as usual.
"What is our case that's so special?" Morgan asked.
"I wonder if you've heard of 'A Good Neighbor to the People of New York'?" Natasha leaned forward and asked earnestly.
"Who's that? Doesn't sound like a name a serial killer would have." Rossi obviously didn't know much about it.
"Spider-Man?" Oliver raised his eyebrows, did he really say that if he meets Natasha, he can't escape the plot of a superhero?
"Yes." Natasha nodded, "He is a vigilante, certainly not the kind of serial killer you mentioned. At most, he would tie up criminals and hang them at the gate of the police station."
"The culprit in this case is not Spiderman, but Spiderman has come forward to stop his two crimes, but unfortunately they failed without exception." Natasha turned on the screen, and a picture appeared on the big screen behind her. The picture, ** also sent the information to everyone at this time.
The middle-aged man on the screen has four metal tentacles installed on his back, two of which are embedded in the wall to support his body, and the other two are holding several bulging bags.
Even though the members of the bau team are of good quality, they still couldn't help exclaiming when they saw this image.
"This is our criminal. The tabloid reporters call him Doctor Octopus. His real name is Otto Octavius. He was originally a physicist. His four metal tentacles were tools installed in the experiment, but the experiment failed at that time. After the laboratory was blown up, he Nowhere to be seen. Last seen at the bank."
Natasha called up a summary of the news report at the time, "He broke into the bank to rob, and took a woman hostage. Spider-Man rescued the woman, and Doctor Octopus escaped again."
Immediately afterwards, several pictures of the crime scene appeared on the screen. The marble floor was smashed to pieces, and many passers-by were injured by falling stones and crystal lamps.
"Everyone has also seen his destructive power, and we need to catch him as soon as possible."
on the plane
After Gideon left, the seat opposite Hotch became vacant, and Oliver sat here logically. Rossi was held by the curious baby Reid and talked non-stop. **, Prentiss, and Natasha were sitting together and talking about something. Can't cut in next to three ladies.
"What do you think of Spider-Man?" Hotch, who was sitting across from him and reading the materials, suddenly asked.
"Huh? Spider-Man?" Oliver turned to look at Hotch. "I think he's a good guy."
"Instead of catching criminals, what he does is help the old lady cross the road, help the children rescue stray cats, rescue the wounded at the scene of a car accident and so on. He just has power that ordinary people can't imagine."
"Because of his strength, no one knows what he will do once he is free of restraints, just like Doctor Octopus." Hotch and Oliver looked at each other, "Jack, he likes these superheroes very much, I don't want one day His idol became his dad's job."
"No, Aaron, you can rest assured." Oliver smiled.
Whenever he talked about his son, Hotch's eyes would soften unconsciously. Even though he still had that serious expression, his eyes were like a warm sea of golden brown reaching to the bottom.
Oliver looked at him and couldn't help but continue, "Spider-Man saved me."
Hotch looked inquiring.
"Because of work, I lived in New York for a while. My group of colleagues dragged me to drink, and I escaped alone after being drunk by them." Oliver's face was full of emotions that he couldn't bear to recall.
"Aren't all drunks alike? I was walking down the street delirious and nearly caused a car accident. Spider-Man scooped me up from the car."
"He also kindly sent me home, although I don't like wandering around New York without any safety measures at all." Oliver himself felt funny when he said it, and he rolled his eyes, "I was in New York at the time I picked up a stray cat and kept it in a rental house. But that cat always likes to climb up to the roof alone, and I can’t climb up without a skylight. Get off the roof and help me get the cat down too."
"Then he wore his red and blue uniform and went to the supermarket to buy cat food. When I lived in New York, every night when I went downstairs, I could see Spider-Man and my cat chatting on the roof, and I, an ordinary Humans can only stand on the window sill and listen to the cat meowing and a lot of his words."
"He's actually a very lively and talkative kid."
Before that, Oliver had never thought of becoming a cat friend with a superhero, and developed a magical friendship of arthropods, cold-blooded animals and cat kings.
"I haven't seen that cat in your house."
"The landlady before me didn't allow pets. After I left New York, I sent the cat king to my parents." Oliver was slightly regretful. "But, Aaron, doesn't your family have any pets?"
"No. What's wrong?" Hotch asked.
"I thought parents, kids and a dog were the norm for middle-class married families in America?"
"I never thought about having a pet." Hotch was dazed, "and…"
He hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head, "Nothing."
Don't worry too much, Hotch, though, you'll soon be adding another canine to your family.
Oliver felt that Hotch's state was not right, but he couldn't think of the reason. Did Strauss ask him anything?
There are times when Oliver is a one-way guy, like right now, staring at Hotch the entire flight thinking about what he just said. Hotch felt a little terrified by him, but he didn't want to interrupt Oliver who seemed to be thinking about important issues seriously, so he could only keep his head down and do his own thing.
Washington and New York are both on the east coast, and the distance is not too far. Coupled with the high speed of the private plane, Oliver did not maintain this position for too long, but he still couldn't escape the consequences of being distracted and not reading the materials.
Now he is listening to Reid talking about the previous physics experiments conducted by Dr. Octopus. His face is numb. He is not good at physics. Really, he has no other thoughts except that he heard that this research is very powerful, expensive and powerful. .
In fact, it's not just Oliver who feels this way. Rossi, who was working with Reid for the first time, turned into helplessness after a brief surprise.
Morgan patted Reid on the shoulder to remind him, and Reid stopped.
Natasha smiled indifferently and said, "Geniuses should have some privileges, shouldn't they?"
After arriving at the New York Police Department, ** asked the police for the archived surveillance video and sent it to Garcia, but the situation was not optimistic.
"Is the IQ of anyone who does physics research so high? It's only a block away. He avoided all the cameras, and I couldn't find him!" Garcia screamed on the other end of the phone, "His credit card has no usage records! "
"My good queen, calm down first, calm down." Oliver held the phone an inch away from his ear.
"Don't worry, I can calm down, but I can't help you now, sorry."
"You've done a good job." Oliver said a few words of reassurance before hanging up the phone.
"We still have to start from the usual direction." Hotch spread out all the materials on the desktop, and then pointed to a photo, "After his last experiment failed, he blew up the laboratory. Since Spider-Man arrived, most of the The injured were rescued. However, Otto's wife, died at the scene."
"So that's his stimulus?" Morgan asked.
Oliver doesn't think so, "Generally speaking, the stimulus will respond to the murderer's behavior, but who would rob money after the accidental death of his wife? I can understand killing a few women or committing suicide, but he wants to rob a bank What is that money for?"
"Reid, what would you do if your experiment failed?" Prentiss asked.
"My calculations have always been accurate, so I haven't failed. There is no actual data to support this problem." Reid pursed his lips.
Prentiss could only cast his hopeful eyes on Oliver, as there were only two people in the bau team doing scientific research.
"I do theoretical research, and I basically don't go into the laboratory." Oliver said with a guilty conscience. On the surface, it seems that he is indeed doing theoretical research, and the papers are well-founded. He couldn't refute it. In fact, he used his own ability to do some small experiments.
"However, if the experiment fails, the normal person will do nothing more than try it again. Didn't Edison fail a thousand times and try a thousand times when he invented the light bulb?"
"But if Dr. Otto repeats his experiment a thousand times, the earth will become a blown light bulb." Reid has finished researching the relevant information of Dr. Otto's experiment, "but because of the rarity of the element, he can't carry out a thousand try."
"It does make sense to rob a bank to buy experimental equipment." Morgan nodded, "And what about Spider-Man, will Doctor Octopus go find him?"
"Spiderman happened to be at the scene of Otto's crime, so he will fight him. If our inference is true, there are no special circumstances, and we will not go to Spiderman to seek revenge." Hotch said, he turned to look at Rossi who was observing the data , I saw him writing something in his notebook in silence.
Most of the older generation of bau members worked alone when bau was first established, and some personal habits are understandable, but if this affects the team cooperation, it needs Hotch, the team leader, to mediate appropriately.
"Ms. Romanova, if I want to get to know Dr. Otto himself, any advice?" Hotch asked.
"Call me Natasha," she recalled Otto's social network in her mind. "Professor Connor is Otto's friend and currently teaches at Empire State University."
"Rossi, Oliver and I are going to meet Professor Connor."
After arriving at the university campus, Natasha made a few phone calls, and the guard of the office building let the four of them go. For the sake of the beauty, they also pointed out the route to Professor Conner's office.
There was a discussion in the office, some students were discussing physics with Conner.
"Peter, your idea is very good. There is one thing I don't know if I should ask. Your study status has improved a lot before, why has it declined recently?"
Natasha's knock on the door interrupted the conversation, and after the people in the room gave permission, she pushed open the door and entered.
Professor Conner is a middle-aged man with a medium build and a slightly fat body. His left sleeve is empty. His desk is covered with scratch paper. It seems that he has just been doing calculations with students.
His student, who was called Peter, stood in front of him wearing a pair of glasses. He didn't know how to answer the question just now. Fortunately, these people saved him. Otherwise, how could he explain whether he was going to pick up Spider-Man again? Tossing and turning between uniforms.
Peter looked at the four with grateful eyes, and Oliver somehow felt that the person in front of him looked very familiar, and his voice was also quite familiar.
"May I ask who you are?" Conner wondered.
"fbi." Hotch showed him his credentials. "We'd like to ask some information about Dr. Otto."
"Oh, Otto." He sighed, "You can ask, as long as I know something, I will give you an answer."
"What is he like in his day-to-day life and his work?" Hotch cut to the chase.
Conner looked up puzzled, "I thought only reporters from the Daily Bugle would ask such a question to increase their sales, perverted scientist, what a good question." He snorted coldly.
Peter, who works at the Daily Bugle, looks embarrassed. Although he doesn't like the style of the weird boss, who would like a person who always blackmails himself?He has restrained the urge to stick spider silk in his mouth countless times.
"We are from the Behavior Analysis Section. Our working method is to infer the murderer's next crime by observing his behavior. This information is very important to us." Rossi persuaded.
"I didn't say no to answer." Conner waved his hand and adjusted his tone, "Otto is a good man and husband in life; at work, he is a little confident and impatient, but it is undeniable that he is indeed a genius in physics. China's nuclear fusion test came close to succeeding, which is for the benefit of all mankind."
"Oh, by the way, this is my student Peter Paker. He is writing a thesis on nuclear fusion and has met Otto a few times. You can ask him if you want."
Peter Parker? Oliver raised his eyebrows in surprise, he didn't expect to meet Spider-Man again so soon, and he seemed to have grown a little taller than a few years ago.
"Dr. Otto, I know him as a good husband, a physicist who reads difficult poetry for his wife; he doesn't expect awards for his research. I didn't expect him to be such a madman. "Peter said shyly, a little at a loss.
"You met him after the failed experiment?" Natasha caught an important piece of information.
"No." Peter immediately denied, and then changed his words with difficulty, "No, well, yes, I mean I saw him in the newspaper."
"He doesn't look like the original him at all, as if he completely changed his brain."
"Did he come back to see any of his friends or family after he escaped?" Rossi asked.
"As far as I know, no." Professor Conner shook his drooping head, and Rossi added a few more strokes to his notebook.
"Are there any laboratories in New York that can do fusion experiments?" Oliver said.
"Nuclear fusion experiments do not require high laboratory levels. As long as the experimental platform is built, audiences can even be invited to watch it. However, the cost of building the experimental platform is huge. Otto's previous experimental funds were all sponsored by Osbron."
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