CM The future I see without you

"Hotch and Rossi found that the victim was wearing 80s clothes at the corpse dumping site. They believed that the stimulation suffered by the suspect probably came from the 80s. Due to some kind of his original physical defects, under the constant stimulation of daily outsiders, he was forced to repeat it over and over again. Repeated rejection, sarcasm and the like, leading to a compulsive love affair, would also explain the lip lacerations Jacques found on the victim, as well as the acidic deprivation of the facial features. Garcia then helped us identify the suspect's address, Morgan and Prentiss was the closest, and they caught him on the spot." JJ packed up the files and explained to Reid the progress they missed, "After all, I called you three times and no one answered. We just..."

"Wait, scene?" Reid stopped spinning the pen in his hand and asked.

"Yes, at the scene, that bastard grabbed his niece." Emily walked over and replied, "You still remember, oh, of course you remember, the source of the stimulus was the wife of the suspect's brother."

"So, I think, their mother and daughter should look alike, right?"

"Of course!" Morgan patted Reid on the shoulder and added happily, "Fortunately, I went in time, that bastard has already taped the little girl."

Reid was silent for a while, then turned his head and saw Jacques slumped on a chair near the entrance of the police station. He still looked sleepy, and asked Morgan hesitantly, "What I want to ask is, that girl, what was she wearing at the time?" A blue dress?"

"Yeah." Emily thought for a moment and said, "It was her mother's old dress that had been altered, and it's the girl's prom tonight. Alas, it's a pity that this happened."

"Hey, kid, what happened?" Morgan turned R's chair to himself with a serious face, JJ and Emily also stopped the documents that needed to be sorted out, and looked at Reid worriedly.

"No, um, I want to make sure first." Reid thought for a while, then comforted slowly, "Morgan, there's no danger, I'm fine and safe."

"I'm asking that kid." Morgan turned his head, glanced at the bewildered young man who was called by Rossi not far away, and said.

"Jacques? He's okay too." It was just the first time Reid doubted his hearing and memory, he was really not sure if he heard the blue dress during the call between Jacques and Rossi.

Profilers can rely on a large number of theories and facts as the basis for speculation, but the blue skirt? Reid really can't figure it out, is it possible that Jacques has a crystal ball to see the future?

BAU quickly packed their luggage, JJ left some important documents as a case record, and handed over the necessary materials to the police inspector, and left Durant with his teammates.

I don't know if it's a bad fate or something else, as soon as Reid got in the car, he saw Jacques lying softly in the rearview mirror, but now there was a Rossi next to him, the young man couldn't occupy two seats, so he had to put the two long seats together Legs curled up in the corner of the car door, hugging his black multi-function handheld, the gorgeous lights of video games flashed on that somewhat immature face, and the blunt sound of gunshots hitting the human body could be heard all around his ears.

Reid suddenly remembered that although Jacques had worked in the FBI for many years, he was still a 24-year-old youth in essence.

He is still young.

**

"So you can predict the future?" Morgan thankfully swallowed his coffee early, otherwise he would have sprayed it on Hotch's face, and his report might never have passed.

But, "Hahahahaha, boy, are you serious?" Morgan turned off the MP3 player in his hand and said to Emily, "Hey, Prentiss, tell me, you heard me too."

"Of course I heard it." Emily also looked incredible, staring at Jacques with a pair of big eyes.

Jacques ensured that he could see Emily's slender lower eyelashes fluttering slightly in the cold air of the air conditioner. Oh my god, are her eyes too big?

"So, that blue dress? Huh?" Reid didn't expect to know the answer so soon, and he immediately thought of the speculation of the youth in the afternoon.

"You can say that." Jacques was still pressing the right button on the PSP vigorously, as if he was just talking about what to eat for supper.

"Actually, this can't be regarded as a prediction." Rossi came back from the tea room, took a sip of coffee, and said, "It should be a kind of emotional resonance."

"I heard there was an agent in the LAPD," ​​Hotch said, glancing at Rossi thoughtfully, "like him?"

"Yes, Aaron." Rossi replied, kicking Jacques' long legs that took up most of the aisle, and then placed the glass in his hand in front of the young man.

"So, you're not joking?" Morgan asked suddenly.

"Yeah." Jacques' character's blood bar reached the end, and he fell to the ground overwhelmed.He threw the PSP aside angrily, picked up the milk that Rossi had poured with both hands, and drank it one after another.

Like an awkward child. JJ thought with a smile.

Reid sat next to Jacques, picked up the black handheld, and asked, "Can I?"

"I thought you rejected all modern technology," Jacques said.

"Of course not." Reid opened the interface where Jacques failed, and as if he didn't see the inexplicable smiles on everyone's faces, he pressed the button to restart, and continued, "Actually, the game is just a mathematical probability problem, you have to do It's just statistics, and then create an equation, bring these, these indices, and then go to the next step...Look, it's like this, especially this is just a stand-alone game, which greatly reduces the amount of calculation... .”

Jacques took back the PSP with the flashing words of game victory in a daze, then looked at the curly chestnut hair on the doctor's head and innocent eyes in disbelief, took a breath, and asked, "So, 1 words in a minute, too. real?"

Then, then, Morgan looked at his own kid, blushing under the friendly smiles of everyone, and nodded.

Making friends is also a successful step in a child's growth, right?

Rossi and Hotch thought so.