[Criminal Minds] Guardian

some where

"Mr. Shanny, I sincerely hope that you can accept my suggestion, and it is not a bad thing for you. Getting a lot of money can also cure your brain disease." A man chased the one in front of him A man who looks thin but feels explosive.

"Bump—" The man named Shanny punched the fat man behind him, hitting the bridge of his nose and instantly two lines of blood flowed out of the nasal cavity. "Don't follow me, go back to your medical aid station, I will not sell my body to participate in some shit experiment."

"Mr. Shanny, you have misunderstood completely. This is not an experiment, but an institution that provides welfare to you who are in trouble." Due to Shanny's violence, the man did not move forward, but just wiped the blood from his nose with his sleeve to keep it in his opinion. Communicate with Shanny within a safe distance, "I won't force you, you can think about it, you can call me anytime if you have my contact information."

"Che-" Shanny didn't take his words seriously at all.

man listening to training in a backlit corner away from shanny

"It's been a few days, and you still haven't settled the matter?"

"I'm sorry, I'll try to convince him as soon as possible." Cold sweat dripped from the fat man's head, and he could feel the impatient voice on the other end of the phone.

Suddenly another voice came in on the phone that day, "His son is his weakness, and his lack of money is also his weakness. If you increase the pressure on his weakness, you can achieve your goal by using a two-pronged approach from the weakness."

The phone was transferred back to another person, "Do as he said, the road is only for you. If you can't do this experiment, you can take care of it yourself. If it succeeds, your medicine will be placed in the old place. Jimmy"

After hanging up the phone, the fat man named Jimmy had slipped against the wall and fell to the ground.

The two people who were talking to Fatty had another conversation after hanging up the phone.

"How is your experiment going? Why are you so obsessed with this man? Is it special?"

"I have performed various operations on elderly people, street girls who take drugs, thin children and other special groups. Many of them could not survive the operation, but I still insisted on completing it. The man I saw suffered from hydrocephalus, which is an operation I haven’t had for a long time, but it was the first operation in my life, and it’s worth remembering.” I could hear the man’s tone of excitement. "What about your experiment?"

"It went smoothly, much smoother than you, and it's easy to control such a group of weak people." The man's tone gave people a feeling of superciliousness, "Let me do the math, now you have 15 people, and I have 16 people, no more, no less Only one more than you."

"It's totally unfair." Another person excitedly interrupted his report, feeling that there was no comparison, "I did all 15 of them by myself, but you only did one by yourself."

"Haha, it means that I am smarter than you, and I can achieve my goal by taking advantage of the weakness of human nature and a little guidance, just like the one who helped you to have such a good assistant?" The man said casually. He waved his hand to let him not pay too much attention to these things, the dim light shone on his thin figure who was gradually leaving, "Sometimes it is enough to achieve the goal, I have an appointment with the next patient, I have to go back to prepare, it seems that I am still ahead One step, hehe."

Wichita, Kansas

In the morgue, JJ’s face was so ugly that no one would like to eat food in the morgue except the coroner, who accompanied him throughout the whole process. The dead body, and even asked her if she wanted to visit it nearby. This was a rare opportunity. When JJ thought of this, he felt that the pasta for lunch was rolling in his stomach.

REID's arrival just relieved her girdle, "Your complexion doesn't look very good, do you need to take a rest?" REID approached JJ and noticed her pale face, and asked her quietly

JJ rolled his eyes skyward, "Don't order pasta at lunch time next time, and don't disturb the coroner's lunch time." He made an indescribable gesture.

"Don't you want to know about the corpses? Come here quickly." The coroner put on his gloves and pulled off the white shroud. "There is a lot of alcohol and dextromethorphan in the two corpses. For teenagers, these two things are cheap and easy to get. It is an excellent alternative to stimulants."

JJ and REID followed the coroner's rhythm, "How do you distinguish the injuries on the corpse? How do you know that their thighs and arms were not torn apart by the tornado?"

"That couldn't be simpler. We have been dealing with these tornado-torn corpses here all year round. The abrasions and lacerations caused by the tornado are easy to identify. Look here," the coroner opened the first victim with his fingers The missing thigh, "The lack of tissue in the wound may have been chopped off by an ax or a meat cleaver. Looking at the degree of decay and color of this fresh wound, it is proved that it was chopped off within a few minutes after the blood supply stopped. "

JJ looked at the carrion with a little nausea, and REID noticed that he moved forward to block JJ without a trace, so it's better to come up with such a disgusting scene.

The expression on the coroner's face became more and more excited, "You must know that this is the first real autopsy I have done in the past few years. I used to do tests on natural deaths or deaths caused by disasters,"

REID followed his fingers to look at the ankles and wrists of the two corpses, "Both hands and feet of the corpses showed signs of binding. They may have been imprisoned in a small space before death. I found some in their hair." Iron filings. Also don’t ask me if I have been violated, it’s hard to tell now, for those who have been in this industry for a long time, the back is always different from others.” The coroner stretched out his gloved right hand that had touched the carrion of the corpse , "Okay, that's all. I hope these can help you. I wish you can solve the case as soon as possible."

REID and JJ's already somewhat ugly faces instantly turned pickle-colored, and their eyes were all focused on the coroner's gloves. JJ squinted and poked REID behind him, implying that it was a man who wanted to fuck you. The smart Dr. REID will come up with a solution to his numbing scalp. He reached out to JJ and took away the autopsy report record she was holding, and put it in the coroner's outstretched hand, "Maybe I will trouble you Sign it and thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to see us."

The coroner didn't think too much, took the pen from REID with the board, signed the autopsy record and handed it back, REID took the corner of the board and bid farewell to the coroner with JJ, walked out of the morgue, the two laughed at the same time, fled Passed a catastrophe.

Hotch and REID met at the police station, talking about the clues and evidence in their hands, and they wanted to find out the behavior patterns and rules of the suspects.

The impulsive handsome black guy Morgan is always the first to speak, "Every body was found on the first day after the tornado hit. I remember I had a college roommate who called himself a wind chaser. They like chasing tornadoes and storms. Run, record the trajectory of each tornado, they think this is an opportunity to stimulate and test the courage. Our suspect is not a fan of this field, or the tornado has a special feeling for him.”

"We also know that he has a strange sense of worship for corpses, and he left some of them as a memorial. Who or what is this memorial for." This is a small summary of REID who always considers things in many ways. It's a pity that he still left a question for himself or for everyone.

Rossi stood up and typed one photo after another with a pen, and said seriously, "The weather is the standard of his actions. He follows the tornado. Wherever there is a tornado, there is him. It usually takes only a few minutes for a tornado to form and disintegrate." Time, he killed and mutilated corpses in a short period of time and moved quickly after leaving the scene. There should be a truck with space to imprison others."

"Will there be a tornado tonight? Hotch always likes to be the last to speak

"The International Meteorological Bureau predicts that there should be another tornado passing through tonight, but this unpredictability is too deep, and many factors will affect its formation."

"Okay, everyone go back to rest first, there are still 3 days before his next crime, we will catch him within 3 days. Also call Garcia and ask her to remember to monitor the tornado situation tonight and connect to the community camera system, suspects may come to observe the tornado." Hotch instructed them on their next move.

Virginia

"Phew, I'm so tired." WINNI slumped on the sofa with her hands and feet spread out, and the living room played soothing and soft background music. This afternoon, she was overloaded with exercise, and basically turned over all the areas that REID would involve at home. Aside from the newly arrived medicine box, have you found anything else? You don’t even have the rumored private money. A man who can’t hide private money is a good man——, this man has been taken in by him now, feel the swollen belly This weak fetal movement, WINNI smiled very satisfied, "Little Strawberry, what do you want to eat for dinner? Do you want Mommy to cook or go out to eat and drink? Use your actions to tell me!" WINNI obviously felt the little guy in his body He moved more vigorously, "Turning over means you want to go out too. Today, REID's father is not opening his stomach to eat all the delicacies that he can't usually eat! Let Mommy rest for a while."

When WINNI got up and went back to the room to change clothes, the doorbell rang. From the peephole, Garcia was standing outside the door with a big shopping bag.

As soon as the door opened, Garcia noticed that WINNI was wearing a windbreaker and was about to go out, "You are going to go out."

"Go out for dinner. Want to go together?"

"Reid told me that his wife would run off alone to eat unnutritious food when he was not at home. Let me come over and supervise your meals. I will stay at your house tonight. Now let me as a guest in the door, carrying The big bag of food is really heavy." Garcia's fat body carefully avoided WINNI's swollen stomach and walked into the room, and she turned her head to take a serious look at WINNI who was still in a state of surprise because the plan was interrupted, "You completely underestimated the ability of REID, He gave me almost all the food you can eat and can't eat, and told me where to buy what you want to eat."

WINNI closed the door in frustration, looked down at her protruding belly, "Little Strawberry, your father ruined your plan to go out, please stay at home obediently tonight."

Passing by the kitchen, Garcia was taking out all kinds of food, "Did you really go to buy it?" It smelled so good, she smelled the smell of Hawaiian pizza, and the yellow pineapple on it kept hooking her. It seems that REID usually doesn't let her food. "Garcia, I love you. You are my soulmate."

"And what you like more." Garcia winked at her mischievously and took out a small box of Napoleon with a layer of cream and a layer of fresh strawberries.

Love it, Garcia, it turns out that you are my true love - in terms of food.

Wichita, Kansas

On the morning of the second day after arriving in Kansas, the FBI behavioral analysis team that received a call from Pake gathered at the police station, "Today another dismembered body was found, and the tornado didn't come to the scene last night and it was well protected."

"It's only been 4 days, he quickened his pace, Pake took us to the scene to see." Hotch took REID

"What did he take this time?" Reid asked.

Pake paused, thinking of the situation at the scene, his mouth twitched, "Torso, only the head and limbs are left at the scene."

REID followed Hotch and they jumped into the car, "The missing parts of the three victims can be put together into a complete body, and now he is only one head away from being perfect."

Morgan's hand holding the plate slipped, Hotch gave him a sideways glance, and Morgan innocently said that he really didn't mean it.

"After seeing the scene, we should be able to release the profile."

(The profiler, who hasn’t appeared for a long time, finally came out for a stroll, a one-to-one sentence relay)

After returning from the scene, all the police officers were summoned, and the profile press conference officially started.

"What we're looking for is a white male in his mid-20s who drives a truck or van that we think lives in. It's probably in a state of disrepair or rust."

"Jeffery serial killer wanted to create male zombies. After the experiment failed, he bought a lot of ice cubes and a lot of salt to keep the corpse from decomposing."

"He pays for everything, including the gas, he's socially awkward, socially isolated, socially isolated, doing all kinds of odd jobs."

"He used the weather to his advantage and we think he may have some sort of catastrophe syndrome."

"This kind of disaster syndrome, similar to fires and traffic accidents, can arouse their passion and keep them in a state of excitement. Such tornado weather will increase his excitement even more."

"It is suggested that you can start with orphans who have similar catastrophic experiences. He may not be educated, but he can still attract victims. We will contact the media to inform them to warn their children not to go out at will when the weather is bad."

"Okay, do as the FBI says, and disband now."

somewhere at the same time

tom counseling room

"Hello, Dr. Tom. I'm Stan Howard, who made an appointment for today's interview." A middle-aged man with a medium build and glasses sat on the seat with some restraint. The bright colors here made him a little uncomfortable.

"Hi, Stan, you look nervous." Tom looked at Barry softly through his gold-rimmed eyes, hoping it would relax him.

"Yeah, the colors make me uncomfortable here, it's too bright."

"Hehe, everyone who has been here has said so. Sometimes life still needs more color. It seems that you have encountered a lot of trouble recently. The dark world has covered the world you could see clearly. This is you The reason for coming to me, I will take you into a new world, let’s talk about your situation first.” Doctor Tom slowed down his speech and guided Stan a little bit

Under the leadership of Tom, Stan has forgotten the colorful space he is in now, and immerses himself in his own world, describing the problems he encountered recently, "...I used to open a psychological counseling studio, and now it Facing the situation of bankruptcy and closing, I don’t know how to go in the future. I thought about suicide, but found that I was afraid of suicide, I was afraid that one day I would lose everything, and now this loss is in front of me, what should I do?” Said As he spoke, he covered his face and began to cry.

"Fragile people." Listening to Stan's narration, Tom sat on the chair and kept spinning his body, "I don't want to see my colleagues fall into such an embarrassing situation." Tom stood up and walked to Stan to shake his hand. Holding his hand, "Let me help you. Everyone has fears and things to be afraid of, why not use your knowledge to help others who may fear something like you, and help them get a new life ( qusi), let them no longer be afraid of fear (zaikongjuzhongxiaowang), believe that you can do it with your profession, right? I will be with you."

Stan's originally confused eyes gradually became clear, and there was a new light in his eyes, and he found the strength to move forward again, "Thank you, Dr. Tom."

He left without seeing Tom's contemptuous smile, and another prey was caught automatically, haha.

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