CM The future I see without you

A long and bitter story, brewing from the first coffee beans to be cooked, when the brown-black liquid drips into the white porcelain cup, it reaches its peak, and stops abruptly when it collides with the icing sugar.

The aroma of coffee and the sweetness of blood filled the nasal cavity like a tide, and every olfactory nerve faithfully conveyed the desperate breath of a woman to the cerebral cortex.

He put down the cup in his hand with satisfaction amid painful groans, blood soaked the gray carpet embroidered with intricate patterns, the woman's breathing became weaker and weaker until she stopped.

The man kicked the body that fell on the ground in dissatisfaction, like a piece of greasy fat.And the woman didn't move any more.

"Click." The door was gently closed, the man turned his head and took a last look at the house, feeling a little regretful.

"Unfortunately, she could have lasted longer."

**

"Virginia has a mild and pleasant climate. The winter temperature in the eastern coastal area is rarely lower than -9°C, and the summer temperature is rarely higher than 38°C. The average annual precipitation is between 813 and 1219 mm..." Jacques took JJ and handed it over With a soft goose-yellow towel, I tried hard to dry my dripping hair within 3 minutes, while silently reading Google's introduction to Florida.

"So that's why it's raining?" Morgan chuckled, and shut his mouth embarrassingly under Emily's accusing gaze.

"Hey, Jacques, didn't you say that the house you rented is on the back street?" Reid turned around and asked, "You said you left the house an hour ago, if you didn't go somewhere else, With your stride size and pace, you should have been here 45 minutes ago, and the rain just fell 10 minutes ago."

"Ah!" Jacques rubbed his nose and said hoarsely, "But I only spent five or ten minutes looking for the way."

"So, do you really have three PhDs?" Morgan asked skeptically.

"Hey! Memorizing the map of New York in 3 minutes and redrawing it without mistakes can't save my sense of direction, can it?" Jacques retorted speechlessly.

"Jacques, I think you need this more than a map of Quantico." Rossi came back from the pantry and handed Jacques a steaming cup of coffee.

"Appropriate amount of □□ can reduce muscle fatigue and promote the secretion of digestive juice. It can also promote kidney function, have a diuretic effect, and help the body excrete excess sodium ions." Reid subconsciously began to explain, and he watched Jacques carefully watching With wet lake blue eyes, he was silent for a while, and said, "I think you may just need its temperature now, drink it quickly, and warm yourself up."

"Oh, thank you." Jacques shrugged childishly and rubbed the tip of his red nose. The coffee in his hand really made him feel better, although he still couldn't get used to the bitterness of coffee.

"But I think, Jacques, you might be in the analysis room for a drink." JJ said, waving the papers in his hand, "Guys, we have a case."

**

"The town of Charlotteville, yes, I know, right under our noses." JJ called up the photos of the victims and continued, "In the past 3 weeks, a total of 6 women were brutally murdered at home."

"3 consecutive victims in 6 weeks?" Emily opened the tablet and shook her head.

"The interval is getting shorter and shorter. The first two cases were only eight days apart, and the last four cases were only four days apart. The situation escalated very quickly." Hotch frowned, and his eyes became more severe.

"Can I see the autopsy report?" Jacques looked at JJ.

"of course can."

Jacques took the report, flipped through it, and said, "Cause of death, No. 1 victim lost too much blood, and the next few, oh, the same. Strange, knife wounds, gunshot wounds, appeared at the same time."

"Local police also found saliva in the victim's home that didn't belong to the victim, but there was no matching DNA in the system," Garcia added. "In the coffee mug. And the killer's fingerprints."

"It seems like he has no scruples," Morgan said.

"Leave in 5 minutes." Hotch stood up and said to Garcia, "Garcia, find out if there is anything similar to the victim, Emily and Jacques go to the latest scene, Reid and Morgan go to the forensic office to see what's new Found out, Rossi and I went to the police station."

"Yes, sir."

"Ok."

"Well...but...well." Jacques swallowed the last sip of coffee while silently watching Rossi's eyes.

"Hey, Jacques." Garcia hands over a beautiful thermos painted with wild sunflowers.

"What's this?" Jacques asked.

"Coco," Garcia said, "it's too cold outside, I think you need this. My little friend."

"Oh, of course." Jacques said, feeling a little warm in his heart, "Thank you, no, I mean, thank you so much, Garcia."

Jacques not only took the thermos provided by Garcia, but also wore a towel sponsored by JJ on his head, and just climbed into the Chevrolet waiting at the door.

"I said," Emily turned from the driver's seat, looked at Jacques' new look dumbfounded, and said, "Are you really planning to go to the scene like this? I don't want to be said to be a sister who brought her underage brother for an outing. gone."

"Oh, no, when I get out of the car, I will leave the towel in the car." Jacques took a sip of the cocoa in the cup and frowned. It was too sweet and greasy. Compared with cocoa, it might be a glass of boiled water It's better, after all, when I had a cold before, my mother forcibly poured a cup of hot water down, and then sweated all over.

Mom, my mother is a French through and through, she wouldn't do that. . .

"Hey, Jacques, are you okay?" Emily looked at the boy in the back seat staring blankly at Coco without saying a word, a little worried, and said, "If something feels uncomfortable, you must tell me earlier."

"Oh, oh, of course." Jacques said, "But I have to squint for a while, hei, Prentiss, can you call me when you arrive?"

"of course."