Mr. Landlord [Comprehensive Yingmei]

In the eyes of others, the rabbit raised by Hotch seems to like the Mr. Lambert who doesn't seem to get along very well. He often jumps on his lap, and Mr. Lambert seems to like the little rabbit raised by Hotch very much. , He offered to take care of BAU when he was handling the case, which saved BAU a lot of trouble.

It's a pity that this little rabbit is not willing to leave his owner too far away. Compared with Mr. Lambert, who has delicious food and a luxurious house, the little rabbit jumped into Hotch's briefcase without hesitation and refused to move his nest.

Nonsense, Wu Cong can't be too far away from Hotch, otherwise the loose leather rope around his neck will tighten and tighten, forcing him to be sent back to Hotch.

Relying on the fact that he was just a rabbit in the eyes of everyone, Wu Cong followed to look at the corpse, and confirmed that it was not the handiwork of some supernatural creature. There was no special aura left on the corpse, and even the soul had entered the corpse. In the cycle of reincarnation.

Then this is not within the scope of his specialization. Ordinary people's affairs should be left to ordinary people to solve. In solving such cases, BAU is definitely more professional than him.

So he just stayed in Hotch's briefcase and waited to die (?), crunching and chewing all kinds of snacks that Hotch sneaked in, listening to them discussing the case outside, if the local police officer wasn't there, He will also jump on the table or Hotch's lap, making an outstanding contribution to relieving the pressure of BAU's work.

The fluffy white balls, the little black hairs on the tips of the ears, how to treat them.

This is a case that requires strict secrecy for the victim. The victim lying on the dissection table is either rich or noble, and his usual behavior is no different from those powerful men. Their secrets must not be disclosed.

Lambert says he can act as a sounding board, warning potential victims in the circle to be more vigilant -- something he can do with his influence.

This time the investigation was actually carried out around him, so all the victims had a long or short relationship with him. Hotch spread out the photos of all the victims and asked him to describe their relationship as much as possible. What happened - the victims on the surface and behind the scenes are completely different, and the only window through which the real side can be seen is Lambert in front of him.

"Actually, it's not a relationship." Lambert's fingertips slid across the vivid faces in the photo, with a somewhat nostalgic expression on his face, "It's just that each takes what they need." Even sometimes they deliberately Keep a certain sense of distance, so as not to give birth to feelings that shouldn't be there.

"His personality is very dull." Lambert pointed to the earliest victim, a young and promising lawyer, "Usually he rarely speaks, and hardly communicates with me, but it can be seen that he is under a lot of pressure. It’s very crazy, and it will involve a lot of extreme events that are generally not recommended to try. Several times, I stopped before he said the safe word, and he will suffer irreversible damage if he continues.”

"His words..." This is the second victim, a surgeon, Lambert recalled going on after a few seconds. This is caused by his excessive psychological pressure, which can only be relieved by himself, so every time I have to completely restrain him, let him be in a situation where he completely loses control, especially every time he has a major operation After that, he has to spend at least a week with me to adjust, that is... tie him up."

Every victim Lambert remembers clearly, their occupation, character, preference, some need the stimulation of pain, some need the confinement of silence.Although it has been several years, everything still seems to be vivid in his memory, his mood swings are not particularly obvious, and he talks about old friends in a gentle tone as if they are still alive and well.

He has always been one of the best-rated Doms in the circle. He is cold, controlling and unreasonable. He is perfect and strict like a set machine, but he is calm, considerate and gentle, and has an absolute sense of security.

Skipping over several victims from a few years ago, Lambert focused on the latest victim: "He is (is)..." He paused for a few seconds before saying, "Sasha used to be (was) a securities analyst Master, we have a good time getting along."

Hotch was keenly aware of the difference in his words. Lambert showed more emotion when talking about this victim. If the previous victim and him were strangers who got what they wanted and walked out the door If so, then this Sasha, that is, Alexander Ivanovich, a young securities analyst who can be seen from Russia by name, undoubtedly has a different meaning to Lambert.

Lambert didn't deny this either. He did have a strange liking for this handsome young man, but looking at his dying body, he knew it was better not to drag him down, so they made peace a month ago. Breaking up, he knew that the other party seemed to have a new boyfriend a few days ago, so he was really depressed for two days.

The most important point of victim analysis is to know why this person is there. There are so many people in the world, why is this one targeted by the murderer? You must know that the people around Lambert have come and gone all these years. It was broken, but it happened that Alexander was selected. As a Sanda coach, he can be said to be the most dangerous target.

Now Hotch knew why, what was special about him was that Lambert had developed feelings for him.

"The murderer has a crush on you," Hotch explained. "You can see from the scars left behind that his anger is directed at the victim himself. He is jealous and angry. He is jealous that you have feelings for the victim. Angry at his treatment of the victim." your hurt."

"Look at the location of the scar." Reid pulled out the photo of the wound, "Almost all of it is concentrated on the lower body."

"He sent you the photo with the victim in this position," Rossi said, picking up the photo, where the body had been deliberately positioned so the scars could be clearly seen. "It was like, look, See him for what he really is. He is not loyal to you, he is not worthy of your love."

"I've helped you punish him, and this is a gift for you." Reid interjected, "You should know the murderer, otherwise he wouldn't know about it."

"People I know?" Lambert frowned and shook his head, "There doesn't seem to be anyone who fits your profile."

"You may not be very familiar with each other." Hotch said, "Maybe it's just a casual acquaintance. He will attend all the occasions you attend and walk by your side all the time, but his sense of presence is not high, and you may even never see him." I never noticed the existence of this person."

Wu Cong, who was lying on the table and chewing biscuits calmly, glanced at the photo, looked away, his pink and tender three-petal mouth moved, and only Lambert and Hotch could hear his small voice: "He uses the whip very well."

Lambert was taken aback, picked up the photos of the murder scene and looked at them carefully. The scars carved by the knife were too conspicuous, and he failed to notice the whip marks immediately: "Very professional." It is difficult for people who have not received corresponding training to do this Clean and tidy, "but not the people in the circle." He is sure that this method of using the whip is far from theirs. One just creates pain and leaves as little damage as possible, while the other aims at harm Yes, it is not too much to call it a punishment——

penalty.The word flashed in his mind, and suddenly reminded him of someone.

"Brook Hopkin." He reported a name, "My subordinate, who is usually in charge of my security work, is very capable. He was injured and retired from the front line. He is very good at using whips. He took two days off a while ago, saying that he was in poor health. ..."

After a long blink, he said, "Sasha and he hit it off."

"And the previous murderer, I left it to him."

"Garcia?" Hotch answered the computer queen.

"The address was sent," Garcia said.

"Good job." Hotch nodded and quickly deployed the arrest plan, grabbed the small dumpling on the table, stuffed it into his pocket, and went out the door.

Delicate and weak. Lambert sighed deeply, leaned his back on the back of the chair, his clothes were almost drenched in cold sweat, his body couldn't even bear such a short period of concentration, and it was indeed time to think about it. It's time to be damned.

What is hell like?The former necromancer imagined with some expectation, and slowly fell asleep in exhaustion.

A big orange cat with beautiful fur jumped onto the window sill, and I don't know how it did it. It opened the obviously locked window, pushed open a small slit and squeezed in. First, it obediently sat in front of Lambert for a while. Yes, after tilting his head to observe for a while to confirm that the other party was completely asleep, he jumped onto his lap.

The breath left by Yan made its fur explode, but it just didn't want to go down easily, and would rather be blown like this than leave.

Lambert was very alert, and was soon awakened by the movement on his lap, and blinked his emerald eyes in a little confusion before he realized the unexpected visitor on his lap.

"Finally willing to come back?" He gently combed the thick fur of the cat on his lap, "Did you have fun outside?"

The cat squinted its eyes proudly and enjoyed his stroking for a while, the force was not heavy, after all Lambert was so sick that he had no strength, then he licked his paw and sniffed, satisfied to find that there was not a strong breath left on Lambert's knee Already covered by his own breath, he jumped off his knees and left along the way he came.

"Run away again..." Lambert sighed softly, watching the back of the cat leaving with reluctance.