tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

After watching the movie "Legend of a Faithful Dog", Fiona went back to her room.She opened the diary, and after a moment's hesitation, she turned the diary to the back.She decided to write down the scattered memories she had recovered from the last page.

Although she has decided to become a fionamars, she still wants to keep the memory that belongs to emilytsui.

After writing in her diary, she took a nice hot bath and went to bed to listen to music.

She turned on the player and put on an album of Celtic folk songs she had found in Julian's study.Judging from Julian's collection of CDs, Fiona was a little surprised to find that their music tastes are quite similar.

Maybe that's not the only similarity between the two of them. Fiona thought with her mouth raised.

Soon, she fell asleep to the fresh and melodious music unconsciously.

She had another dream.She dreamed that she was standing on the hillside, where the green grass stretched into the misty fog in the distance.As she walked on the grass, the clear air filled her chest, and there seemed to be a faint smell of sea in it.She seemed to be able to hear the long bagpipes faintly blowing with the wind.

But soon, the bagpipes disappeared.

The surrounding scenery changed at the same time.

She found herself standing in a small, dark "room".The air smelled of mothballs, and she soon realized it wasn't a room but a closet.The closet was narrow and low, but she could still stand upright in it.

"I'm going to take Emily back to China, I've already decided." A man's voice said.There was a thick Asian accent in his tone.

"She's British, you have no right to take her away!" screamed another woman. "For God's sake, punish me if you want! Why use our children as props!"

"Shut up!" the man yelled, "How do you have the right to say em is your daughter?! When did you ever care about her, huh?"

"Fuck you, Peter! The last time Em was hospitalized with a fever, who didn't even show their face?!"

"I said, I have a job!"

"Work!" The woman sneered harshly, "It's work again! I also have a job! Look at yourself—you've been working for three years, and you haven't even gotten a basic salary increase! A complete loser, I really feel that Disgusting! I should have listened to my mother, she said I shouldn't marry a Chinese—”

--boom!

After the heavy impact, the woman's voice stopped abruptly.

Fiona felt herself trembling all over, her young body curled up into a ball.Helplessness and fear swept over her body like the tide of the night.

She flung her eyes open, breathing heavily.

In the darkness, she noticed something floating in the corner of her eye.

She turned her head and found that the window was opened for some reason, and the pure white curtains were fluttering with the sea breeze at night.The player on the table had stopped, and only the slight sound of the curtains being flapped could be heard in the room.

She glanced at the clock beside the bed, it was still early, it was only a quarter past eight in the evening.So she pulled back the quilt and got out of bed.

She went to the window and stretched her limbs.The street lamp outside the window seemed to be broken, and it was flickering orange light slightly.

It occurred to her that she should have bolted the window before going to bed.

She turned around vigilantly and touched her waist.Then she froze.

—What does she want to touch?gun?

"Is anyone there?" she asked.

No one responded to her.

Maybe it was Julian who opened the window.she said to herself.

She felt a little thirsty, so she opened the door of the room and went to the living room.She took a glass of water from the tap, and just took a sip when she suddenly felt something was wrong.

—The door to Julian's bedroom was open, and it was pitch black inside.

Julian shouldn't be sleeping at this hour.He likes to read in bed an hour before bedtime, so the bedside light should at least be on.

She put down the cup, and her heart beat inexplicably faster.She walked to Julian's bedroom, "Julian?...Daddy?"

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn tightly, and with the faint light from the living room, she could see something hidden in the shadows.

She fumbled to turn on the light in the bedroom, and finally saw the scene in the room clearly.

"Oh no."

"We just received a report call," Jennifer hurried into the temporary conference room, and said to everyone, "Someone said that someone he knew might be our unknown suspect. His name is Chirs Brown, and he lives in Atlanta. He has been absent from work. I haven’t been to work for a month, and the person who reported it is his boss.”

"Let Gacia check the details of that person." Hotch said.

"I have asked her to do it. She just checked the flight records. Chirs Brown just took a flight to Miami this morning." Jennifer said, "Also, I have contacted the Miami police department and they have already left for Mars' home apartment."

"Very good." Hotch stood up, "Get the plane ready, we are leaving immediately."

Reid had already packed his brown messenger bag and waited at the door.

"She'll be fine, won't she?" he said worriedly.He has only joined the bau team for less than half a year, and his lack of experience prevents him from remaining absolutely calm like other team members at this time.

"We don't know yet," hotch replied dryly.He always does.

As soon as he boarded the plane, man's cell phone rang.

He dialed his cell phone to the public release, "Tell me, babygirl, what news did you find?"

"Oh, that's definitely news you guys like. Listen, Chris Brown works for a food company," Gacia said. "He has a van to his name."

"He used the van as a cover-up and put the girl he captured in the compartment of the van. That's about as far as we've guessed," Hotch said.

"Listen to this, he just divorced his wife a month ago. After the divorce, his wife left the United States for Canada shortly after. Judging from the call log, they have not been in touch since then. "Gacia said, "I also found out that it was even more explosive. When he was five years old, his father died in a car accident because of drunk driving. Since his father died, he would go to the One in the hospital. Looks like one of the more serious ones, he dislocated one of his arms. Later, his mother was charged with abuse."

"Let me guess, his mother must be blonde," Man said.

"Bingo!" said Gacia. "Plus, his wife is also a blonde."

"He had two women with the same characteristics hurt him in his life. One abused him and the other abandoned him," Hotch said.

"In fact, he is likely to look for the other half according to his mother." Reid said, "his childhood abuse experience made him have a perverted obsession with this type of woman."

Man snorted softly, "I can almost imagine the reason why his wife left him. It's not uncommon for the abused to grow up to become the abuser."

Jennifer suddenly interrupted their discussion, "I just received a call from the Miami police." She looked at everyone, "They said that someone broke into the apartment. Fiona's father was tied to a bed and unconscious."

"Where's Fiona?" Man asked.

"She's gone." Jennifer replied with a worried face.

"What?" Reid looked surprised.

"They arrived too late." Jennifer said regretfully.

"Why?" Man frowned, "Why is he so obsessed with Fiona, even going to Miami thousands of miles away?"

"Maybe it's something about Fiona that attracted him, maybe it's something she said, or something she did." Reid replied, "Of course, it might just be purely for killing people."

"But he didn't kill Fiona's father." Jennifer said, "If it was just to kill people, he would not let anyone live."

"He's not interested in Fiona's father," Hotch said. "All he really wants is Fiona. There must be something special about her."

"Maybe it's because they all have relatives who died in a car accident." Man said, "Maybe he had some kind of delusional feeling that there was a special connection between Fiona and him."

"Reid, you are Fiona's classmate, how much do you know about her?" Hotch looked at Reid.

Reid looked helpless.

"I don't really know much about her. In high school, I barely spoke to her," he replied.

"But I always feel that you are hiding something." Man said.

Reid licked his lips, his eyes a little dodged, "I didn't say something, but I don't think it has anything to do with this case."

"Tell us about it." Hotch encouraged calmly.

Reid hesitated for a moment.He subconsciously lowered his head and fiddled with his watch. After a while, he suddenly raised his head.

"That day, I was reading in the library." He said, "Harperhillman suddenly came up to me and said, Alexalisben wants to see me. Alexalisben is one of the most beautiful girls in high school, and Fionamars is her best friend. All Almost half of the boys in the grade liked them both."

Having said that, he suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked at him silently, waiting for him to continue.

"I went, Alexa was there," he said softly, "and everyone on the school football team...they stripped me and tied me to the post. No one came to help me...they Just stand there and watch me laugh."

"Oh, that's too bad," Jennifer said, leaning over and giving his arm a comforting squeeze.

"The fionamars are among them, aren't they?" said the man.

"Yes. She is standing behind her good friend." Reid replied softly, "To be honest, I once thought she was different from her friends, so I had a good impression of her. Once my locker Got graffitied and she found me cleaner and brushes. I thought she was my friend at the time...because I had few friends in high school. But that day, I looked at her and begged her to help me , but she didn't even look at me."

"I regret that these things happened," Man said.

"Actually," Reid raised his head to look at the others, "I knew she was doing that to protect herself, and I knew it well then. So I don't hate her." He paused, "… But the strange thing is that her indifferent profile at that time always comes to my mind from time to time."

"Because you once had a crush on her. But she rejected you, which must have hurt you." Man said.

"Sometimes people's feelings cannot be measured by reason." Hotch said, his expression was still usual indifferent, but his voice was much softer, "People will always have no way to forget some things they want to forget. It's human, it's not a sign of weakness."

"Yes, you're right." Reid murmured agreement, his voice lowered, "However, she doesn't remember anything." After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked out the window.It was pitch black outside the window, and he couldn't see anything, but he still looked at the night sky in a daze.

Fiona's wrists and ankles were tightly tied together with wire.Lying on the hard concrete floor, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head.

That bastard hit her on the head hard before.Hiding behind thick curtains, he jumped out just as she was calling 911, giving her no time to protest.

She struggled and turned over with difficulty, hoping to be sure where she was now.