[Criminal Minds] The Man in the Mirror

Susan went out with JJ to discuss mediation skills and details, Yao Sulin took a headset and went to the hospital with Hotch, and she had to explain to them what was the civil war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, what was the beaching of Jinmen, what happened during sex, and why in the hospital There used to be so many veterans in Taiwan, and they couldn't return.

She has Taiwanese classmates who have heard similar stories: "Taiwan authorities allowed residents to visit relatives in the mainland in 1987. From 1949 to 1987, for nearly 40 years, some people were sentenced to prison because of a letter from home, and some people were A judge, but he wants to give the death penalty to the homesick deserter. Some people waited until the time, the boy became an old man, relatives and friends lost their parents and died, and they couldn't even find the grave. Some people couldn't wait, and asked someone to transport the ashes to the mainland..."

She spoke slowly, only hearing the wind, and finally murmured, committing crimes.

Several translators had been waiting outside the ward, and they seemed to have heard it with red eyes. She didn't care about them. The old man wanted to see her, and he wanted to see a fellow from his hometown.

"Hey, where's the heroine?"

She choked up when she heard the long-lost accent, and slowly replied, um.

A group of people, led by Susan, entered this high-end antique shop, like tourists.

The old man talked a lot, several translators stood in line, Yao Sulin listened, and then translated them into English one by one for Hotch to record.The old man's experience can be called a legend. He graduated from a military academy and participated in an expeditionary force. Later, he came to the United States, married a local woman, and had a pair of Western sons and daughters.The old man talked more and more, and everything became lively in the accent, the fragrance of Fuchun buns, the dry tea and wine, the ginkgo biloba in front of the teahouse with a tree of ginkgo, the small city is moistened by water, The girl with long braids smiled shyly in a moon-white dress. It was his first wife, who died when she returned to the mainland, and brought a remarried daughter with her, who was never found.

Yao Sulin said, Grandpa, don't be afraid, we will find those shriveled brunettes.

"Birth should come back, and death should be Sauvignon Blanc." Susan clicked his tongue, "It's just a modern version of Su Wu."

"What do you study?" Reid knew that she had a solid foundation by seeing her calm and unhurried evaluation, but none of the few he met had a background in appraisal. Could it be that all Chinese girls are so tough?

"International law, my grandpa likes to play with these." Susan looked at the dated money on the bottom of the porcelain bottle with a big mouth broken, "Little bastard, this is Chenghua blue and white. If you go up ten generations and you can see this thing, it is good fortune." , Sleeping at night is not afraid that the ancestors will take you in."

"Okay, extradition is a repeat offender, come and see this."

Yao Sulin found the hidden compartment behind the bogu shelf, and took out the violin inside with great difficulty. Morgan wanted to go up and build one, but Susan called out "don't move and be gentle", took the violin case and hugged it in her arms.

Yao Sulin put the piano table, Susan took out the piano, and then she was stupid.

Fuxi's, with a broken snake belly and a broken fine ox hair, can be called a brother with it is the great sage Yiyinqin of the Tang Dynasty, which is now in the Palace Museum.

"No wonder, it turned out to be an abandoned pawn car." Susan shook her head and looked at the salt stains on the packing box, it seemed that there was something wrong when she went to sea.Chenghua has no big treasures⑤, no matter how valuable a crane neck bottle is, it can't compare with this kind of treasure, and the asking price will not be less than ten million.

Yao Sulin was amused to see the people who dared not even sit on the wicker chairs casually. Man Sheng explained to the store clerk that scented tea would start with food to relieve boredom. It's also interesting.

"Sister Yao, come here, inside this violin case..."

Yao Sulin could recognize the five-line notation, but the numbered notation was a bit difficult.The paper was very new, so it couldn't be an ancient remnant, and she couldn't be sure if it was a copy.There is a faint fragrance in the belly of the old piano⑥, Susan tried a few notes, and the sound was in the middle of the pitch.

"How is it, is it a remnant score?"

Susan shook her head. The guqin is all finger-stamped, and the guzheng is pretty much the same, but: "I think you can check the piano. This piano has been maintained recently."

Yao Sulin was in the car when she received a call from the old man's daughter.

The horns sounded one after another in the crowded driveway. They were rushing to a secret warehouse near the sea. The suspect who was picked up from the piano shop admitted to buying off the old man's close people. The fragments were the coordinates. They wanted to find these treasures before they disappeared. they.There was an uncontrollable cry on the other end of the phone, he was dying and he wanted to see you.

Reid was still laughing at Susan for using the password as a working ruler⑦, she sat still in the car, and then said to Hotch, I want to get out of the car.

When she ran into the ward, the old man's eyes were closed, his whole body was covered with tubes, and he refused to cut his trachea, he wanted to talk.Yao Sulin had seen a dead person, but had never seen a dying person. There was a sound of water in his throat, and he was short of breath and almost coughed.

She called grandpa loudly, the old man narrowed his eyes, don't be a heroine, don't be in a hurry, give me some good face⑧.

"How late is it?⑨"

"Afternoon, it's time for dinner."

"It's strange to be cold-hearted⑩, you sing a play..."

Yao Sulin was very embarrassed. Although she is a child of Guangling, it does not mean that she loves to listen to opera, and she has heard a little bit of Tanci. As for Yangju, she looked at the people kneeling in front of the hospital bed. Trembling, she finally understood why the old man wanted to see her, they didn't understand.

Yes, they are good boys, but they are ABC, they have no concept of hometown and country, who can blame them.

"A play... you sing, cough, sing..."

The old man suddenly became agitated, and his neck was twitched.

"I'll sing a section, sing a section, Hongyan pass on the book, okay?" Yao Sulin was really glad that she could still remember a short section.

"The frontier is three thousand miles away, and it has been cold for more than ten years. My heart is like a bright moon, shining in front of Xue Lang..."

Yao Sulin sang, and the old man sang, she sang to his wife, to all the veterans who have been tricked by history, they are heroes, forgotten heroes.

"...It's a pity that I read far away, hurt my heart, and I mistook a passerby for my husband. I came here near Wujiapo, and I saw wild vegetables all over the place..."

Send each other off in the mountains, and the sun will cover the firewood.The spring grass will be green next year, will the king and grandson return?

Yao Sulin felt the old man's hand squeeze hers hard, and when she looked up, the electrocardiograph was already a horizontal line.

☆、结局秋以为期最新更新:2014-09-0521:40:51

The old man covered himself with a white cloth, and Hotch and his party watched him leave.

The old man had died when Hotch arrived, and he heard the opera in the corridor, and the torn shouts were rendered somewhat distorted.A team of medical staff rushed past with the operating bed, and the critically ill young black woman had a stream of blood foaming from her mouth, and her husband wiped it for her while crying.He recalled Yao Sulin's talk about customs after death, that red and funeral events in China need to be done in a big way, at least a band or theater troupe should be hired to send people away lively.

She did not thank her for her great kindness. Yao Sulin saw her relatives kneeling on the knees and comforted them with a hoarse voice. You can take him home so that he can go to Yangzhou to see. Miss Susan is very humane, so she asked Rossi to avoid her, sister, you can stay, I will go back to the embassy to report, well, don't be late for the flight in five days.

"Then how do you go now?"

"Let's take their plane, I'm going to cry if I stay any longer..." Susan blinked at the departing BAU crowd, "Hey, do you believe that I can get that cute guy to buy me coffee before returning home .”

Yao Sulin laughed and scolded her for being a little heartless, Susan chased briskly, hooking Reid's neck with both hands, startling the latter, just about to look back at her boss and old friends when she reached the stairs.

"You guys want to go back?" Hotch asked Yao Sulin through the door of the ward.

"Su Wan returned to China to deal with the college's affairs. I'm going to study further, Beijing Language and Culture."

Hotch listened to her talking about the efforts she had made before, and thought of her inadvertent quotations from poems when she was talking to herself. A few sentences from ancient and obscure texts were translated fresh and bright, with the charm of Yeats.

"Very good, you have this ability."

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and finally Yao Sulin spoke.

"I will stay in Beijing for about three years," she smiled reassuringly, "you have to take care, don't add a few more broken arms and legs when I come back."

"I know, I watched Reid for you."

"Mr. Hotchner..."

Hotch saw Yao Sulin hesitate for a moment, and stepped forward to give him a hug.

"You and Jack also take care, goodbye."

Hotch was fascinated by her leaving back, and then went after his team.

On the plane, he dreams of Haley.

After Yao Sulin left for more than a year, maybe two years, Hotch doesn't remember much of the day.

They missed the farewell due to time issues, and the group regretted for a while, and then began to discuss whether the scars on the photo were from a sadist. This is their life.

Another case, broken.

A group of people just got off the plane, they were so tired that they didn't even want to talk, and they were going to have something to drink and go home to rest, when Yao, who was left behind, suddenly brought a big cardboard box.

"Su Lin gave you the express, otherwise it will be Easter."

A group of people hurriedly stopped their work, most of the things were decorative, all kinds of wooden silverware, Rossi received the largest piece, iron painting plus a good Changyu dry red, even the new Alex also got a silverware Hairpin, the postcard inside said I heard Reid talking about you, this can be used to pull hair, I don't know if it is suitable.

Morgan and Garcia were booing at the side, while Reid looked at a bunch of messy Chinese novels with a big head. Remy's "Psychological Crime" series, his Chinese level can read the requirements written on the title page, Spencer, please read it carefully Oh, this is your Chinese counterpart. If you can understand your HSK (Chinese Proficiency Test), you will pass.

"Hey, where's Hotch's?"

Yao Nu pouted, "He just took it away and went upstairs."

Hotch's package was half-opened, and a dozen photos fell from the seal to the floor without thinking. He didn't care, and the outline of the letter had already emerged.

Mr. Hotchner:

See the word as the face.

I'm really sorry for not contacting you for a long time. Every day's class is very full. I live in the United States.

You should do the same. I heard that Emily went to England. Is everything going well there?

Before writing the letter, I went back to Yangzhou, cleaned the old house, honored my parents and ancestors, and then left with a predictable sense of loss.

That's not my old Yangzhou. Back then, I was childish and didn't want to go back to my country. I thought about going back to my hometown to comfort my parents. Now I'm still dressed in plain clothes. Things have changed in my hometown. The old alleys have been renovated and the courtyard The plantains were destroyed by lightning, there are no more sugar blowers, old men sharpening scissors and grabbing kitchen knives, no more snacks falling from street walls, no more.

This reminds me of the reasons why I left home back then, catching up with Chinese students studying abroad, studying abroad, thinking about the research conditions of American psychology, thinking about being a psychologist, thinking about taking my parents over after I settle down, and enjoying the experience. Qingfu, at that time I had only been to Virginia a few times, and my mind was full of beautiful dreams.

I started my career after I was a graduate student. The human beings I have come into contact with over the years, the human relationship is warm and the world is hot and cold, and there are many idiots and women. I love him so much. I can go crazy and die because of her. However, none of the words is worth That scream, why didn't you save her.

Every time I think about it, I feel the pain of angina pectoris. For this result, for this unbearable, helpless, and even sad result that can look up to the sky and laugh, I have spent too much.He sat across from me, even if he showed a little remorse for killing five horses and killing ten clans, I would try to forgive him.He didn't, he lived in that illusion, his love brought pain, loss, cruelty and blood, and I became a forced spectator, Mrs. Dean in "Wuthering Heights".

He was the brother, Charles was the brother, and to a certain extent, Reid and I were also cared for by Granger, and they both fought to the last tooth for their siblings.

Later, Reid came to me for dinner and told me the difference between Alerander and them very seriously. Before he said that you don't need to talk to him, I laughed it off.

"I can't be honest with a lunatic."

"Then what are you obsessed with?"

"Have you ever, how should I put it, sometimes the faces of those people suddenly appear in front of your eyes..." Reid said slowly with a long voice: "This is normal."

"what would you do?"

He didn't have time to answer, and the light bulb blew up.

I have always felt that he is not suitable for this job, clean and thin like a middle school student.Faced with the darkness of human nature, Granger can't stand it after working for a day, what can he do, what can he do.If he can still fight against the world with his innocence, how about you, Mr. Hotchner, after seeing so many filthy, depraved, innocent lives that can't be reached with your hands, will your experience have more struggles and struggles? contradiction?

You tell me that you don't agree with Nietzsche's point of view, but you like his saying that when you stare at the abyss for a long time, the abyss is also looking back at you.

Maybe when your hands are no longer cold and your eyes are no longer emotional, you can leave this post. Reid did not choose to leave, even after his father's case, he did not give up this desperate and endless career.There are always people who have to face the abyss, you have the guts, you have the ability, yes, you all.

ps Easter is coming, please forgive me for not being able to send Haley a bouquet of lilies myself.

Yao Sulin

Hotch put away the stationery and picked up the scattered photos.

The alley in the photo is deep, just like the smile on Yao Sulin's face.

☆、番外殊途（一）最新更新:2014-10-1415:21:20

Farandaway the best prize that life offers is the chance to work hard at work

worth doing.----Theodore Roosevelt

Yao Sulin met Reid at W&M①, when she was a freshman.

After class, she declined the kindness of her classmates. Tomorrow is the weekend, and she plans to read the professional books in the library of Earl Gregg Swem ② warmly in front of the fireplace.

Yao Sulin, who was patted on the shoulder, saw in a blink of an eye that Reid was just a child at the time, as handsome as a fatong leaf in the early spring of the college, thin and small, shivering from the cold.She hurriedly took off her black and white striped scarf for this lost middle school student. The thin winter snow smashed the sunshine into pieces of silver, scattered in the shadow cast by the large French windows of The Wren Building, like a British oil painting from the 1st century.

During the meeting, the two had a shallow chat. Yao Sulin asked him about his future plans, major direction, and favorite university. Reid said that he was already a college student.

"Do you study mathematics?" Yao Sulin pulled out Jung④'s "Man and Its Symbols", thinking about how she was when she was preparing for the SAT⑤ and smiled.

Reid glanced at the title and blushed when he forced himself to speak.

"If you want to study Jung, start with Freud's psychoanalysis."

Yao Sulin later found out that the young man she mistook was Spencer Reid, a genius in the Department of Mathematics of CIT⑦, who was going to transfer to psychology after finishing his doctorate.

She wrote Youmustbeagenius on the letter paper, and after thinking about it, she erased it and changed it to Youmustbehardworking. The light on the opposite side made her eyes sore. It was her cousin Yao Yuanshan. He was the vice president of the student union in his junior year to coordinate this IvyPlusSociety⑧, before CIT The elites are here for it.

She believes in genius, but many people she has met, her uncle and cousin, hard work has become their only backing, she appreciates such an attitude, and she has no way out.

It was my uncle’s suggestion to study in the United States. He is the furthest person in the family. He was an English teacher and became one of the first batch of Chinese students studying abroad because of his aunt’s work. The monk in the belly of Yuanxi landed in America.In elementary school, she often received imported delicacies such as chocolates. When she was in middle school, she went to Williamsburg for the first time and was completely moved by the Georgian and Anglo-Dutch architecture.

At that time, she was obsessed with psychology, and her uncle had just been admitted to BAU, leaving a bunch of original professional books for her to read slowly with the Oxford dictionary.One evening, the two of them were walking along the Crim Dell⑨ pond, and she heard her uncle suddenly say, do you want to study here.

She had an "Areyoukidding" expression on her face. The Yao family had just entered the right track at the time, and her aunt's job was transferred to Washington. Yuan Shan, who was admitted to W&M, and a group of blue-green-eyed classmates competed for scholarships so that Yuan Xi could go to a good private elementary school. And Yao finally entered the civil service system in the United States, and changed his work visa to a green card. He thought that his salary would be higher than that of private companies, but unexpectedly, it was less than [-].

Yao smiled. He talked about the development prospects of American psychology and visa processing. He was willing to share his experience with the younger generation. Two years later, Yao Yuanshan helped her carry two 28-inch suitcases. The 18-year-old She bid farewell to her parents in a daze, her uncle took their hands and left it to me.

She locked the letter paper into the desk, together with the finished letter from home.

☆, special special way ([-])

It has been almost a year since Reid and Yao Sulin exchanged letters.

Reid left his mobile phone number before leaving. Although mobile phones were popular at that time, Yao Sulin forced him to write down the address due to the stability and cost of interstate long-distance calls. As a result, Reid received three long letters a month after he returned to California. The only roommate, Ethan Granger, asked him if he was in love.

Reid, who was writing a letter, swallowed his last bite of pizza. If you want to open the letter privately, I can use the California Human Rights Amendment to defend myself in court.

Granger frowned on purpose, avoiding the reagent bottle filled with ammonium nitrate and labeled Reid. There were a lot of letters. The girl's signature was written from left to right. From the beginning of academic exchanges to her own experience of studying abroad, the 89① policy of the Immigration Bureau Tightening, the strict application conditions of W&M and so on.The content is quite satisfactory, and the plot is good and descriptive. In this regard, they are similar.The only new thing is the bad news that Mrs. Reid's condition has worsened.

Granger suppressed the fact that Reid hadn't received a reply from the Eastern girl for five weeks. He coughed a few times and began to write words quickly.

"Reid, I think you need to take care of this."

"Goahead."

"You're being emotional, I mean, based on the ascendancy and infinity of human cognition, there's a proper way to deal with everything..."

Sarcasm flashed across Reid's face: "Yep, my right brain is underdeveloped②, so being emotional doesn't exist. As for the solution, compared with schizophrenia, Riemann's conjecture③ is much simpler."

"It's not that complicated."

"what way?"

"You know how."

Reid tossed out the pen, without even an expression: "Yes, I know."

In the exam season, Reid made an exception and dealt with the mouse experiment of aripiprazole ④ in the dark in the laboratory, and the heart-piercing screams lingered in his ears.

He still lost his relatives in the end. On Thanksgiving Day, he was carried back to Vegas by Granger. The family doctor explained to him his willingness to leave the job with a sullen expression. He pulled her away from the mother who read "The Book of Margery Kemp" After choking a few words, there was the sound of the vase falling to the ground in the living room.He rushed into the kitchen, and the sizzling sound of the turkey in the oven muffled his sobs.

He knew that there would be such a day, and in order to prevent or calmly face this day, he had read tens of thousands of medical papers, and now it was time to pay back.Sometimes he really thinks that it is his talent that makes his life be forced to speed up, and then he looks at everything that once belonged to him, everything that an ordinary person should have is stripped from the body due to centrifugal force, and the leftover body is full of energy The mark of schizophrenia, like the tattooed convicts exiled in old Russian novels.

He looked at the mouse's bean-sized black eyes, injected the diluted medicine, and the warm object in his hand began to twitch. He grabbed its restless head and quickly withdrew his hand.

Can't do it, he can't do it, because what he hates is that he can't love anymore.

It was already late at night when we got back to the apartment, Granger leaned on the sofa exhausted and flirted with his girlfriend on the phone, seeing Reid winking at him, the bill on the coffee table was cleared, leaving only the familiar leather-colored card envelope.

Reid opened the letter, the letter he sent half a month ago was very short, and he wrote about all kinds of things about returning to China. He guessed that it was too busy, and Yao Sulin's chances of returning to China were always rare.Skip the perfunctory paragraphs and go straight down, until the scrawled handwriting at the end, he didn't feel a little weird.

Yao Sulin naturally comforted him, and mentioned the effects of the cognitive improvement method and the friendship training method, but the epilogue at the end revealed her emotions.

"Spencer, whoever you are, agenius, afreak, orapoor crying kid, I understand this, I have totally understood, panic, guilty, beabandoned...yourmum wasn't bandon you and she will never...

She is still alive, yet You two have ability to take your time...I wish I could have the chance."