tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

`p`*wxc`p``p`*wxc`p`reid is not lying down.He was sitting upright on the edge of the sofa, with his head down on the phone.His expression is very dignified.

what happened? Fiona thought to herself.

"I see," he said, and hung up the phone.

Fiona walked quickly towards him while wiping her hair.

Reid looked at her and was slightly stunned.His eyes flicked over her towel, which was wrapped a little low.

——Of course, Fiona actually pulled it a little lower on purpose.But at this moment, her attention was completely attracted by the call that Reid had just answered.

"Whose call?" she asked. "What happened?"

Reid licked his lips, opened his mouth, and finally found his voice.

"Uh... Hotch called me just now, and he said that another victim has appeared." He said, pulling his gaze back to Fiona's face.

"What?" Fiona put down the towel in her hand and asked in surprise.

Then she heard Reid say hoarsely: "And, this time a child is missing."

At this time, Fiona's cell phone rang.It turned out that it was Eden who sent a short message for urgent assembly.

—It looks like tonight is going to be a sleepless night.

Fiona and Reid immediately rushed back to the police station.

"I'm sorry to call everyone back again." Eden said, "We received a call an hour ago. A couple was murdered at home, and their youngest son, who had just turned two years old, was missing."

"The deceased lived in a residential house less than one kilometer from the previous block."

Jennifer typed information on the screen, "Peter Pullman, 35 years old this year, and his wife, Bette Pullman, 29 years old this year. They both died of throat slits, and Bette's body had multiple cuts and stab wounds, while the husband did not. .The police arrived in time after receiving the report and found their young son, Joshua Pullman, missing."

Speaking of this, Jennifer lowered her hands and looked at everyone, "—they also found that the blanket on the boy's bed was soaked in blood."

Everyone was silent for a moment.

"The chance of the child's survival is very small." Sarah frowned and whispered.

"We don't know yet," Hotch said seriously. "Now we must race against time to find that child as soon as possible."

"Why?" Sarah said suddenly, "The unknown suspect wanted blood, why did he take the child away this time?"

A very uncomfortable thought popped into Fiona's mind.

She subconsciously looked at Reid. Reid was frowning and lowering his head, with a solemn expression.She felt that he must be thinking the same thing as she was.

A child who is very easy to control compared to an adult...would be an excellent source of blood.

They then decided that everyone would gather at the boy's house.They must find the boy before dawn, or his life is in danger.

This is the first time that Fiona and Bau's team leader go out at the same time.Sitting next to Hotch is the famous Agent Gideon.

Fiona rarely felt a little stressed.

Fortunately, Reid was sitting next to her in the passenger seat.He smelled of the body lotion she used so often.But she is not in any ambiguous mood now, even though they just kissed passionately not long ago.

"What are you thinking?" Reid suddenly said softly.

Fiona shot him a surprised look.But it soon became clear to her that Reid must be referring to the case, not what happened at the apartment tonight.

"I was thinking, never give up hope," Fiona said.

But she also knew that the child was in danger.The unknown suspect has no sympathy, if he kidnapped the child just to get blood...

"You're right," Reid murmured.

When they arrived at the boy's house, they found it surrounded by angry neighbors.

"Pullman and his wife are very popular," said the policeman who came to greet them. "These neighbors said they were willing to cooperate in arresting that bastard."

It's freezing cold in Atlanta tonight, but most of those neighbors are out in pajamas.Their expressions are frightened, worried, or hinted at angry.The behavior of the unknown suspect clearly aroused their solidarity.

When they crossed the cordon, an old lady grabbed Reid's arm.

"You're going to find the kid, aren't you?" she said tremblingly, with tears in her eyes, "...it was all right when I sent them apple pie this morning."

Reid looked a little bewildered, his eyes gliding over Fiona's face.Then he turned around and patted the back of the old man's hand.

"We'll do everything we can," he whispered hoarsely and gently.

The old lady let go of him, and crossed her fingers in a prayer gesture.

"They are all good people." Fiona walked beside Reid and said softly, "There are very few good neighbors like this now. It seems that the Pullman couple are really popular."

"Yes." Reid murmured.

Then they trudged up the steps.

They then questioned all the neighbors, and one of the witnesses, a woman, claimed she had seen a truck parked on a street corner.After the incident, the truck disappeared.

"It was a very old truck, blue, and it looked like it had been around," recalls the woman, a housewife who lived on the corner of the street. "I've never seen anything like it in this area. I was I didn’t take it to heart, but not long after, I heard Jeff said that something happened to the Pullman’s house, and I suddenly remembered that car.”

"So did you see the driver?" Fiona asked.

"Sorry, no." The woman said awkwardly. "I should have paid more attention. If I had found out that something was wrong..." She fell silent suddenly.

"It's not your fault." Fiona said calmly, "Go home, Lisa."

She then told eden about the truck.

"Blue truck." Eden said with his arms akimbo, "Very well, I will notify the police and check the nearby intersection."

Then, about half an hour later, they found the broken-down old truck next to a barren field nearby.

Eden told Darwin and Fiona to check the situation, and Man from the Bau team would accompany them.

There was an unpleasant smell in the car, and some leftover takeaway packaging was thrown messily on the back seat.They also found blood-like marks on the co-pilot's mat.

"It looks like the engine has failed." Man opened the front cover of the car and said, "It seems that the spark plug has failed." He held up the flashlight and studied for a while, "—or the oil-air separator is blocked."

"This car is really old." Darwin said, "I'll let them look up the license plate number."

"I've had someone check it out," Man said.

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

"Good girl." Man laughed.It turned out that Gacia had already sent him the complete owner's information.

The owner's name is billhuntington, 45 years old, who lives not far from the car break down.

"His age doesn't fit the profile," Darwin said.

"It's hard to say." Man said, "The profile can only be used as a reference for solving the case, and it cannot guarantee complete accuracy."

At this time, Fiona found a drawer under the passenger seat of the car.

"Hey guys," she said, "see what I found?"

Darwin and man came over immediately.

"Look here." She picked up a drink bottle through her gloves.

——Some viscous crimson liquid remained in the drink bottle.

"What do you think this is?" Fiona looked back at them.

Darwin took it and observed it carefully, "Blood."

"There are a lot of them here." Fiona pulled out the drawer abruptly.

There were seven or eight old assorted soda bottles in the drawer, almost all of which contained blood.

"This bastard." Darwin cursed immediately.

They soon joined Hoter at their residence in Billhuntington.

Bill Huntington was pulled from the bed.He only wore a pair of underpants, his hands were handcuffed, and he was pinned to the ground in a state of distress.But he was still cursing, and kept uttering some vulgar and obscene words.

"What the hell is going on?" He glared at them. "What are you guys trying to do?"

"We just found your car," Darwin said.

"My car?!" he screamed. "My car was stolen by some son of a bitch last night!"

"Stole it? Why didn't you report the loss?" Darwin frowned.

Bill stopped talking suddenly, just stared at them angrily with his lips pursed.

"I guess there are drugs hidden in the car." Fiona said, pulling out a plastic bag from the vase in the hallway, "Well, cocaine?" She shrugged and looked at the others, "Don't ask me how I found it. These Addicts are usually not very good at hiding things."

"Shit, we're wasting our time on this junkie." The quick-tempered Sarah yelled grumpily.

But they didn't get nothing.They speculated that the unknown suspect might live not far from here.

Fortunately, most of the blood in those bottles was not human blood, but goat blood, pig blood, and even rat blood.

Except for one of the bottles.

The freshest blood in that bottle belonged to the first victim, Amberbess.

"It seems that the unknown suspect didn't just drink blood at the scene of the crime, he even bottled his blood and took it away." Reid said with a frown, "However, his preservation method is too simple and rude, because blood is easily spoiled at room temperature spoiled."

"No saliva was detected on the mouth of any of the bottles." Fiona stared at the analysis report and said, she turned to look at Reid, "Maybe he didn't drink the blood at all."

Reid nodded in agreement.

"So what did he do with the blood?" Jennifer asked.

"This is where we need to find out," Gideon said quietly. `p`*wxc`p``p`*wxc`p`