[Zhongyingmei] After all, I'm not a devil

"Hey, Peter." Coco was wearing a simple white tracksuit today, and her hair was tied into a high double ponytail with a headband, revealing the fine fluff on the back of her neck.

Peter smiled.

"Have you waited long?" Coco said to Peter apologetically.

The traffic in New York was getting worse day by day. She left the house an hour earlier, but was still stuck on the road.

"No." Peter scratched the back of his head and followed her inside.

"That's good." Ke Ke lowered her voice, "I checked, the book I want to read is on the third floor, which floor do you want to go to?"

"I'll go to the third floor too." Peter said, he naturally changed the destination he should have gone to. Before chasing girls, the thesis can take a step back.

There is no doubt about him.

The collection of books in the New York library is very rich, so it is almost full from the early morning.

Coco and Peter took great pains to find two vacant seats, so they took it easy.

Ke Ke looked down at the book with her head down, her eyelashes curled up like a pair of butterfly wings, and under the thick eyelashes were black eyes that calmly displayed unique charm.

For the first time Peter agreed with the phrase "the most attractive is the serious man".

Coughing in a low voice, Peter mustered up his courage and said to Coco who raised his head in puzzlement, "Do you know about the recent murder in the library?"

"What murder case?" Coco asked with dignity, which greatly encouraged Peter to continue talking according to the plan.

"I heard that murder cases have occurred in libraries in Washington, Los Angeles and many cities. Some people say that this is a serial killer." Peter said in a low voice.

"It does look like a serial killer." Keke said thoughtfully. Although she was not familiar with the subject of psychology, thanks to her perverted tutor, she did have a better understanding of psychology.

"How do you know?" Peter has often attacked those criminals recently, but serial killers are different from ordinary criminals, and he also wants to know more about them.

"How should I say it?" Coco lowered her volume and said in a low voice, "Usually it is not easy to say whether it is a criminal, nor is it difficult to say that it is difficult. Generally speaking, if a crime is widely reported by the media, it will There will be many imitators, and some bad media will report those details. In this way, it is difficult to determine whether it is the same person. As long as they match, they can generally be judged to be the murderer."

"I see." Peter suddenly realized.

"Bang——" a group of people hurried past them accidentally dropped Peter's book on the ground, and a man with a slightly green face at the end picked up the book and put it back on the table, "I'm sorry .”

After saying this, he hurriedly followed his companion.

Peter and Coco looked towards them.

Then, they looked at each other—something was wrong, those people smelled of gunpowder.

Peter straightened his face, Ke Ke shrugged, "Sure enough, you can't talk about people during the day."

As soon as you talk about people, people will come.

"I have to go," Peter whispered.

Coco nodded, "I understand, you go."

Peter handed the things to Coco and left quickly.

And this time.

The sixth floor of the library.

In the corner, a woman wearing a suspender top and a pink miniskirt is holding a book in her hands. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips are slightly parted, and she sometimes bites her lower lip tightly and sometimes clenches her fists.

If we don't look at the man kneeling at her feet, then we can praise her love of books.

Snapped--

Both the man and the woman were startled by the sudden sound, and they subconsciously looked towards the place where the sound came from—there was no one there.

"Maybe there are too many books and they fell off." The woman patted the man's head comfortingly, "Continue."

The man proceeded obediently.

And when men and women indulge in the pleasures of this world.

Before they were aware of it, the book in the woman's hand flipped open, and the next page came out one after another like a spirit snake.

The paper snake seemed to be intelligent, slowly wrapping itself around the body of the man and the woman.

"Don't touch my feet." The woman said coquettishly with her eyes closed.

The man stopped and said puzzledly, "I didn't touch...."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened for some reason, his mouth opened wide, and his throat made a gurgling sound, as if he was frightened by something.

"What's wrong?" The woman realized that something was wrong, she opened her eyes, and saw the appearance of her companion, she was also quite frightened.

"Back, back..." the man said as he stepped back, pointing to the back of the woman's shoulder.

Even if the woman is dull, she can sense something is wrong at this time.

Her neck turned stiffly like a robot, and her eyes looked sideways bit by bit.

She saw it.

A snake with its tongue sticking out jumped at her.

"what!!!"

The woman screamed, her voice high-pitched, like the chirping of a siren.

"Over there!" Hotchina said, pointing to the direction from which the voice came from.

Everyone hurriedly ran in that direction.

"Don't move, raise your hands!" Morgan ran ahead, holding up the wood/barn, aiming at the murderer?

What the hell is this!

Morgan opened his mouth slightly, staring blankly at the snakes tightly entwining a man and a woman.

Hotchina and the others who followed immediately watched the scene that almost shattered their three views.

"Help people!" Hotchner was the first to react. He fired again and again, and every bullet hit the target, but it was useless. Inflicting any harm seems to have angered it instead.

The snake speeded up its winding speed, its body was very long, and it even had enough strength to attack BAU and his group.

"That thing is paper, it needs to be burned with fire!" Rhett discovered its weakness and shouted hastily.

Morgan took off his shirt, lit it with a lighter, and threw it at the snake.

brush--

Indeed, as Rhett said, the snake's weakness was indeed paper, but when it was burned by the fire, it scattered in an instant, turning into pages of paper and falling to the ground.

And the man and woman also fell to the ground.

"Are you all right?" Al hurried up to check on the injuries. Both of them were not seriously injured. Although their throats were a little bruised, they didn't hurt their larynx.

"Look around, don't let him/her escape." Hochner immediately ordered after looking around.

He knew in his heart that this was probably what mutants did.

"Yes!" Everyone immediately dispersed to search.

Hotchner picked up the papers on the ground, and he recognized at a glance which book these papers came from—the "Bible", and it really was him!