tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

Afterwards, Fiona had to sit with Alexa in a nearby coffee shop for a while.

Alexa's makeup was ruined by crying, so she stood up and said that she was going to the bathroom to touch up her makeup.

Fiona waited for a long time, and when she was thinking about whether to go to the bathroom to check the situation, Alexa suddenly opened the door and came out.

Fiona immediately noticed that there was something wrong with Alexa's expression.

"What happened?" Fiona asked.

Alexa snapped back to her senses, and looked at Fiona blankly.

"...I got a call just now." She murmured, her expression as if she was sleepwalking, "They found Alier."

But Fiona didn't read any element of surprise from Alexa's expression.

Alexa suddenly choked up, and said hoarsely: "...they found her body."

The body of the young girl was lying on the grass without a trace, her whole body was covered with bruises.

"The street cleaners found her here this morning," said a policeman.He is a big, round, wheat-skinned man with obvious Latin blood.

Standing beside him is the leader of the bau team, special agent Hoter.Their team just arrived in Las Vegas today to investigate the recent disappearances.

Hotch was staring at the corpse on the ground with a solemn expression.

"alierflowers," the policeman murmured, "she's only 19 years old, the same age as my daughter."

Alier had several stab wounds to his stomach and obvious strangulation marks on his neck, both of which were fatal.

The murder weapon, a 7-inch knife, was thrown in the grass next to the victim.

"The unknown suspect imprisoned her for three whole days." Elle said with a frown, "God knows what happened to her in these three days."

At this time, there was a commotion not far away.

"What happened?" Elle asked.

"Damn it, it's the reporters," said the policeman in disgust.

"Don't worry, Agent Jareau will help you deal with them." Hotch said calmly, "JJ?"

Jennifer raised her eyebrows helplessly. "No problem," she said, then turned and walked over to the reporters.

"You haven't locked down any suspects yet, have you?" One of the reporters put the microphone in front of Jennifer.

“I heard that cases like this are very difficult to solve,” said another female reporter. “It is said that if no suspects are arrested within 48 hours, the detection rate will drop to 50%.”

Jennifer looked at her in surprise.

"Your data is not accurate." Reid, who was standing next to him, said suddenly.

All reporters turned their attention to him.One of the photographers quickly turned his camera on him.

"In fact, it has something to do with the time when the victim was last seen and the time when the body was found." Reid looked serious and pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets, "When the time interval is shorter than 24 hours, the detection rate It is about 82%, but once this time is exceeded, the detection rate will be reduced by half.”

"That is to say, is it smaller than 50%?" the female reporter asked aggressively.

Reid licked his lips, "uh..."

Jennifer quickly interrupted Reid's words.

"Statistics don't tell everything," she said. "Each case has its own characteristics, and the detection rate in the past can't explain anything. We will do our best to arrest the suspect."

After dismissing the pestering reporters, Jennifer looked at Reid helplessly.

"I won't interrupt next time." Reid said quickly.He blinked and looked at Jennifer innocently, "But what she said was really wrong...Sorry, I couldn't help it."

"I understand. But leave it to me next time, okay?" Jennifer seemed to be holding back a smile, she patted Reid on the shoulder, "Let's go."

But Reid stood still.

"What's wrong?" Jennifer looked at him.

Reid was staring a little ahead. Jennifer followed his gaze and turned around, just in time to see a young woman pushing through the crowd.

"alier!" cried the woman, "alier! oh--my God!"

"Who is that?" Jennifer asked.

A policeman stopped the woman.

"I'm Alier's sister!" the woman shouted, "Let me go over—"

Reid frowned and stared at the woman.After a few seconds, his brows relaxed, and he looked back at Jennifer, "...unbelievable. If I'm not mistaken...that's my high school classmate, Alexalisben."

"What?" Jennifer was surprised, "It's related to your high school classmates again? What high school did you go to?"

Reid pursed his lips helplessly.

—In fact, personally speaking, the odds of being murdered by a serial killer are about the same as being struck by lightning.The two serial murders were both related to Reid's high school classmates. No wonder Jennifer felt strange.

At this moment, they suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Hey, Agent Jareau!" the voice called.

reid turned his head.

Fiona was standing outside the cordon, smiling and nodding at them, "—well, and Spencer."

Fiona does not actually have the right to intervene in this case.This case happened in Las Vegas, Nevada, and she was just an ordinary police officer of the Richmond Police Department in Virginia.

She accompanied alexalisben to the las vegas police station.

Alexa was sobbing softly all the way. Fiona is not very good at comforting others, she can only pat Alexa on the shoulder, trying to calm her down.

The police station will be here soon.

After entering the police office, Fiona poured herself and Alexa a cup of coffee.

"The taste is probably not very good." She said to Alexa, "the coffee in the police station is terrible."

"I still can't believe you're going to be a policeman." Alexa said with a nasal frown. "You used to be scared when you saw blood."

At this time, Jennifer came over.She wants to talk to alexa alone.

Fiona had to sit on a chair and wait patiently.There was a usatoday newspaper on the chair who didn't know who put it there, she flipped through it casually, and unconsciously covered her face behind the newspaper.

After a while, she raised her head and suddenly found Reid's figure.He was standing by the water dispenser to collect hot water.

Fiona put down the newspaper decisively, and threw the coffee in her hand into the trash can, then walked quickly towards Reid.

She took a paper cup, but didn't fetch water right away.

"Since you're here, this case has something to do with a serial killer?" she said to Reid.

Hearing her voice, Reid's hands trembled.The hot water flowed to the back of his hand, causing him to gasp for air.

"Oh, sorry!" Fiona subconsciously reached out and grabbed his wrist to see if he was burned.Her breath hit the back of Reid's hand, "—I think you need a cold compress."

Reid quickly withdrew his hand and cleared his throat, "I'm fine. What did you just say?"

Fiona looked up at Reid.She looked him over carefully, and suddenly realized that she hadn't seen him for almost a month.He looked a little paler than when we last saw him, and the dark circles under his eyes became more pronounced.

He must have been very busy during this time. Fiona thought to herself.

Then she decided to continue the topic just now.

"Do you think this could be a serial killer?" she said, sitting down in a nearby chair.

"Four people are missing so far." Reid replied, and at the same time passed his untouched glass of water to Fiona.

"Oh! Thanks." Fiona was a little flattered.

And Reid took a paper cup to catch a glass of water again.

"Is there any connection between them?" Fiona looked up at him.

This time was different from the shopping receipt, Reid didn't seem to have any reservations about Fiona. "They were two pairs of mother and daughter, and they were all kidnapped at home."

"Including Alierflowers and her mother." Fiona said, "So, this guy specifically kidnaps mothers and daughters who live alone?"

"Yes." Reid said, "actually, that's not the only thing they're similar to. Both families are single-parent families without husbands, and both received a small amount of money from their ex-husbands. "

"So the unknown suspect is probably after the money?" Fiona asked.

Reid put down the paper cup in his hand and leaned against the table next to Fiona, "Maybe, but the victim's family has not received any blackmail information so far."

"Then it's not about the money," Fiona said. "Then what is he doing about it?"

Reid sighed, "We don't know yet. We have to wait for the autopsy report."

At this time, Alexa has finished talking with Jennifer. Alexa walked towards Fiona quickly, she didn't notice the existence of Reid for the time being.

"I can't believe it." Alexa sat down next to Fiona, and said hoarsely, "Alier is such a good girl...she shouldn't suffer from this."

Fiona took another glass of water and handed it to her.

Alexa took a sip of water.At this time, she finally noticed Reid next to her.She choked on the water and coughed violently.

"Wait a minute, who are you?" she said, staring at Reid's face all the time.

Reid didn't speak, but reluctantly hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a stiff smile.

"I remember," Alexa murmured, raising her voice a bit. "You're Spencerreid! Yes, that's you! Oh my God—"

She stared at Reid firmly, as if looking at some strange creature.