Mr. Landlord [Comprehensive Yingmei]

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The little angel told me that you still love me, right!Tell me like Ziwei told Erkang that you still love me!Tell me like Captain America did to Baji that you still love me!

Wu Cong should have enjoyed a very leisurely night. He watched the two little ones fall asleep and then went to take a bath, brushed their teeth and lay down on the bed to read a book. It was dawn, and then woke up by the little girl who got up early and rushed into the house, yawned and got up to make breakfast for them.

Theoretically it should be like this.

It's a pity that he just lay down and closed his eyes to feel sleepy, the vibrating mobile phone woke him up, he connected the phone in a daze, and the "Hedong Lion's Roar" on the other side instantly prepared him to travel across the ocean to play chess with Duke Zhou The other half of the soul was pulled back, "Wu Cong, you bastard, I want to fight you hard!!!"

The sharpness of the voice, the ferocity of the tone, nothing like the tenderness and melodiousness of the previous days, and the singing of swallows.

Wu Cong rubbed his forehead and sat up, while listening to the barrage of accusations, he grabbed the quilt and wondered how he had offended this scorpion spirit.

It couldn't be because of the number of times I refused this Chunfeng's request for the first time, so after more than a week, this guy felt that his face was damaged and came to him to settle the score.

Mrs. Xie Zijing said that she is indeed not such a narrow-minded fairy. It is true that Wu Cong has a beautiful skin that makes her salivate, but it is hard to find three-legged toads in this world, and men with two legs are not everywhere. He wanted to hang himself on Wu Cong, an incomprehensible old immortal.

The problem is that……

"How dare she snatch my man! Wu Cong, I will never end with you!!!" Do you know how difficult it is to find a man who is hard enough to raise scorpions and likes to travel around the world with them these days!Being served comfortably every day, she decided not to eat that man until he died of old age, but she was so inattentive that the duck almost flew away. If she hadn't reacted in time, her current owner would not be living. The ICU went to the morgue instead.

Although their rules are indeed those who eat their mouths, but if she can endure the naked slap in the face of leaving a breath mark and being cut off, she will not be a species that is banned by the country and can only be smuggled out of the country .

Blame me slightly.Wu Cong looked dazed, and it wasn't that he wanted to smash the ghost map to smuggle out of the country, and he couldn't be the only one left alive because all the relevant personnel went to hell.

"Anyway, I've beaten that little hoof half to death. Either you clean it up for me, or I will do it myself." Scorpion spirit vented a lot and felt a lot more relaxed, thinking of the relationship between himself and Wu Cong for so many years (?) There is no one bite to kill and pursue, otherwise it will be Wu Cong who is caught in the middle.

Wu Cong heaved a sigh of relief, this lady is not a good character to get along with, if she is found to be smuggled out of the house, he will definitely try to extradite her back to the country, but... let's put it this way, this lady Her younger sister lived on the edge of Xiliang Nvguo back then, and was one of the 81 difficulties Tang Sanzang had to learn from the West. She was able to join forces with Monkey King and Zhu Bajie to tie the knot. This lady is not as powerful as her sister, but at that level, he can't guarantee the surrounding environment is intact. If he accidentally destroys a city or two, he can directly prepare for the nine-fold thunder disaster Was hacked out of his wits.

——The Dao of Heaven has never been very friendly to these aliens. Trying to avoid karma and become the focus of attention is the long-term way to survive.

"I'll take care of it properly." Wu Cong stroked Mrs. Scorpion's frizzy hair in a good-tempered manner, allowing her to put her domestic pets in the terrarium with peace of mind.

Maybe he also has to thank this one for getting one of the toughest guys out of the way.

It's time to find out where there are unusual murders. The hardest to catch are also the most vicious. It's not good to delay for too long.

Feeling that there must be no time to sleep, Wu Cong pulled a piece of clothing loosely on and turned on the computer.

What?Why do you think he is not a trigram?

First of all, the Tiandao models at home and abroad are not as compatible as you think, just like game notebooks and business notebooks. The game business instinct that can run on a game notebook is stuck in a PPT. The speed of pinching calculations is not as fast as searching online. Just like the use of deduction to get the security system of the United States in a matter of minutes in China, it took almost a day of tossing that time, which is a shame.

Secondly... As an alien who is not very pleasing to the eyes of Tiandao, rather than a human being who is the illegitimate child of Tiandao, it is better to do less of such things.

The old Zongzi Wu Cong who was once Tiandao's own son, after crawling out of the soil, he deeply felt what it meant to be picked up from the garbage dump and didn't feel distressed at all. Tiandao even consciously pushed them to disappear as soon as possible.

Just like those fathers who are going to leave all their property to their younger sons, of course, before they die, they have to kill all the adopted sons who have been picked up from the garbage dump and may compete with their younger sons for inheritance, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

However, this process will take hundreds of millions of years. Before that, as long as they are honest and don't think about destroying human beings and usurping power, they can still live a good life.

Otherwise, why do you think those unruly ancient beasts, thousand-year-old ghosts and the like are willing to honestly follow the plan of the human government, and because of the Three Gorges Dam plan, the old Jiao who lived there for thousands of years are all relocated to the seaside up.

It has been a long time since Wu Cong spied on the fate of human beings, and he still doesn't want to be that chicken who kills chickens to scare monkeys.

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Hotch yawned and took another sip of coffee to control the creeping tiredness. The hands of the clock had already moved towards the position of [-]:[-] in the morning. Consciousness, he went out to pour a cup of coffee and lay down in the Kung Fu meeting room. Emily and JJ were leaning on the sofa from left to right, Morgan leaned on the table with his head up and his legs still holding documents in his hand, Reid Lowering his head little by little, muttering vaguely, Inspector Ward lay unconscious on the table, and Rossi, who was the only one who was still a little conscious, took the coffee Hotch handed over and almost poured it into his nose.

It seems that the high-intensity work all night is too much for everyone. Hotch and Rossi glanced at each other and did not wake up these exhausted team members.

In fact, it didn't take long for the two of them to fall asleep on the table.

Fortunately, no new victims emerged that night.

The next day, as expected, the media reports were overwhelming. JJ changed the plan when the negotiation failed at the beginning. She told the media the characteristics of the murderer and the preliminary profile that could be identified from the monitoring. There was no way to control the news. The murderer The upgrade is inevitable, so everyone can only be more vigilant.

Afterwards the whole group split up, Morgan, Emily and Reid went to investigate the crime scene, while Rossi, JJ and Hotch stayed for questioning.

Six victims, their workload is not easy.

"When did you find out he was gone?"

"Did he accost anyone at the bar?"

"Do you remember if there was such a woman?"

The grief-stricken family members, the first discoverers who were seriously frightened, and several of the victims themselves had some misconduct, it is not easy to ask for something.

JJ is responsible for questioning the family members, while Hotch and Rossi are responsible for prying open the mouths of the witnesses at the scene. Whether they want to protect themselves or want to protect the reputation of their dead friends, they are more or less hiding something.

Rossi spent two hours with the bartender who found the third victim before he admitted that he had been doing some "small business" with the victim-the victim sold him marijuana, which he then passed on in the bar. Yesterday the victim Come to the bar for delivery, and his own bulging pockets are stuffed with money for the deal.

It took Hotch carrots and sticks for a long time before the friend of the second victim admitted that the second victim secretly drugged a woman who was suspected of being the murderer.

The on-site inspection also turned up something new, with bloody hacksaws and knives found in the sewer near the bar.

"Victims are proactively connected with the murderer." JJ concluded, "accused, drugged, forced, and took the murderer away when she was drunk, so no one will suspect that there is something wrong with the murderer."

"Okay, you're just sitting there drinking, I think you're pretty, so I went over to say hello, I want to buy you a drink." Rossi simulated the state of the victim.

"You fit my criteria, so I started chatting with you," Hotch continued. "I watched to see if you came alone, what your abilities were, and how long it would take me to subdue you."

"We had a good chat -- no doubt about it, so I started thinking about how to get you into bed, you're a little bit drunk, I can drug you, or take you away while you're drunk," Rossi said.

"And the fact that I'm not drunk, I'm waiting to see if you'll take advantage of me," Hotch said. "If you choose to take me away, I'll kill you and disembowel you when I get to a place where no one is around. eat your heart."

"What if I don't?" Rossi frowned, "Will you let me go?"

"The third time..." Reid murmured, "When the murderer came out of the bar for the third time, there was no one around her!"

"It's impossible for such a beautiful girl to be approached by no one in that kind of bar." Morgan raised his eyebrows lightly, "That's because someone didn't go with her."

"Find that person," Hotch said. "Maybe they talked about something personal."

Even a little bit will help them get one step closer to the murderer.