[Criminal Minds] The Man in the Mirror

Hotch still has doubts about Yao Sulin stopping him. In his impression, Asians generally have the label that strangers should not enter.The young lady put down her teacup and slowly talked about the story of Bian Que seeing Duke Huan of Cai.

"So," Hotch stared into the psychiatrist's brown eyes, sitting tight.

"No, you are a guest, not a patient," Yao Sulin raised her eyebrows, "You are the opposite of Duke Cai Huan, you are in a hurry."

Throwing a pillow over, Hotch's body relaxes, and he prepares for an informal consultation with a suit and leather shoes and the iceberg face of a government commissioner. For those who are normal, he sometimes has to give them the Minnesota Multiple Personality Test ①.

Yao Sulin didn't, she said, he was a guest.She didn't give him a test, didn't even fill in the basic information for him, a family-style conversation, when talking about their respective experiences, she said that she studied in the United States and then stayed in the United States to work. After thinking for a while, Hotch simply said Let me talk about my profession.

"Behavior Analysis Department... Are you a profiler?"

"Yes, I'm in charge of the profile."

The two chatted hard, she knew he had a cute little boy Jack, a group of colleagues who would never forget him no matter RushHour or PartyHour, and a career worth fighting for all his life, everything sounded good, yes, It all sounded good, she understood.Gold and jade are shattered on the outside, and loneliness can be broken with a single poke.

"Mr. Hotchner, I have something to say."

"It's for the sake of the Tao to hear the Tao without seeing the Tao. Don't embarrass yourself, don't try to prove anything," Yao Sulin added before taking it to the door, "To be fair, you look good when you are serious."