tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

At this time, the green light suddenly turned on.

Fiona stepped on the accelerator and drove past the traffic post.

"What about you?" Reid asked, "Do you believe in souls?"

Fiona replied without hesitation: "I believe."

"really?"

"That's right." Fiona subconsciously slowed down the driving speed, "Actually, I didn't believe in these things before. But I don't think so now. I think people still have memories after death, and their memories when they were alive probably still They exist, it's just that no one can perceive them. Maybe, as you said, they may exist in some quantum form or something."

"Actually, I would rather believe that souls exist." Reid said suddenly.

"why?"

"Because of work, we face death almost every day." Reid said with a frown, "so most of the time, I don't think death is so real. But sometimes, I have some nightmares-you know .”

"I understand," Fiona said, "I do sometimes. It's normal."

"That's why I found out that death is really close to us. Those people just died like that, and it looked like there was nothing left but cold corpses." Reid said softly, "Believe that the soul will not make work change It's easier for them. All the talk about them going to a better place is a lie made up to comfort the living."

"But you're still willing to believe in souls?"

"Because thinking about it makes me feel like our work is more meaningful. I mean, not just for justice or something, but also for the real rest of the dead," Reid said. "I know it sounds like that. A bit self-defeating, but my mum has always believed that and she thinks my work can comfort suffering souls."

"Sounds great," Fiona said softly.

"But—" Reid quickly added, "I know this is probably the living person's way of comforting themselves. It is impossible for the dead to be resurrected, and we will never know whether they really return to life after death. Watch us."

"Maybe some of them have come back to life—somehow," Fiona said, "It's just that none of us knew they actually died once."

Reid looked at her in surprise, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Sounds like the plot of the movie re-animator, right?"

"what movie?"

"A horror film in which a mad doctor invents a drug that brings the dead back to life."

"Maybe." Fiona replied hesitantly.What was she trying to say just now?

"Speaking of horror movies, have you seen the latest Themist?"

"No."

"You should watch it." Reid said enthusiastically, "Its original author is Stephen King, you should have heard of him. This movie is different from other sci-fi horror movies. It reflects human nature in a self-deprecating way." Essential flaws..."

Fiona can't believe they've been talking about horror movies all this time.

But she was a little thankful that she didn't just tell Reid her secret on the spur of the moment.Those conversations just made Fiona understand that it is very difficult to convince Dr. Spencerreid of the resurrection of the dead unless you put all the hard evidence in front of him and convince him that he is not dreaming.

After returning to the police station, Fiona told the others that they failed to wake up the memory, and she didn't remember anything about Trent.

But she immediately noticed something unusual about the atmosphere in the police station.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Someone just delivered this." Emily said with a serious expression, and at the same time turned around to reveal the thing on the table behind her.

—It was a bouquet of gorgeous red roses.

"Oh my God," Fiona murmured.

"There is a card attached to the rose." Emily handed a card to Fiona.

Fiona took the card with a handwritten line: "You know I love you, Fiona."

"This sentence sounds very strange." Reid leaned over and whispered, "The person who wrote this card seems to know you. Because he didn't say I love you directly, but added a sentence 'you know' in front. This shows that You must have had some kind of connection before."

"It could be your neighbor, some unfamiliar friend, the plumber, maybe even some distant relative of yours," Agent Rossi said. "Do you have any idea, Fiona?"

"...wait a minute." Fiona said with a frown, "give me some time, let me think about it. But how does the flower sender know that I'm here?"

"Someone leaked this case to the media," Jennifer said.

"Oh," Fiona raised her eyebrows, "I guess, they said Agent GBI was arrested on suspicion of murder?"

Jennifer sighed helplessly, "Almost. But I have asked the media to issue a statement to clarify this matter. I'm sorry, I don't know how they got your personal information."

"Maybe it's Toland," Alick said sarcastically. "That guy got suspended, maybe he has a grudge about it."

Fiona smiled reluctantly, and said half-jokingly: "It's okay. Anyway, I'm not a Hollywood star, and it doesn't hurt me to spread some gossip."

Afterwards, Fiona made herself a cup of coffee and tried to recall the contents of the Fionamars diary, but unfortunately she did not have a photographic memory.Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered that Reid had read that diary.

"Reid, do you remember my diary?" she asked.

"Of course." Reid replied, "What's wrong?"

"Do you still remember someone I went to meet one day two years ago, but I didn't write that person's name in the diary?" Fiona frowned and said, "I don't remember very clearly, if you— "

"December 2004th, [-]," Reid recited quickly, "today I went to the Wayne Motel to meet a very important person. I must never let my father know that I met that person."

"Really?" Fiona was surprised, "Do you really remember every word in my diary?"

Reid thought for a while, and replied decisively: "Yes, yes."

"Just now Rossi asked me if I had any clues, and I suddenly remembered this incident." Fiona said, "I felt a little strange when I read that paragraph, and after that incident, she never mentioned it in her diary That important person, and she didn't even dare to write that person's name in the diary."

"Her?" Reid looked at her confusedly, "—you mean yourself."

"Oh, yes, it's me." Fiona hurriedly clarified?

They later confirmed that the bouquet of roses had been ordered online. Garcia has begun to investigate the orderer's information.The person who ordered the flowers paid through online banking, and Garcia found the personal information in the bank account of the person without any difficulty.

"Wow." Sarah couldn't help but sigh, "Your efficiency is really high. Can you tell me how you did it?"

Garcia made no secret of her pride. She showed Sarah the system and search program she had written.

Sarah expressed amazement again.

"You must teach me this," she said. "You are a genius, Miss Garcia."

"Oh, thank you!" Garcia said emotionally, clutching her chest, "Finally someone admits that I'm a genius."

"We all know you are, baby girl." Man said with a smile.

Fiona got all the information about the sender from Garcia.

"His name is Lorina Austin, 45 years old this year. He is a doctor and works in a hospital in Atlanta." Fiona stared at the printed information and read.

"What hospital?"

Fiona looked up and looked at Reid in bewilderment, "That's a psychiatric hospital - he's a psychiatrist. Why would a psychiatrist send me those flowers?"

Confirmed by Reid, that name, like Trent Stewart, never appeared in Fiona's diary.

That evening, they rushed to Atlanta.Apart from Reid, the people traveling with Fiona are Agent Rossi and Garcia. Garcia thought she could help, like investigate the doctor's computer or something.

"I seldom went out with them in the past. I belonged to the left-behind personnel." Garcia smiled and said to Fiona, "But this time I said, I also want to come with them."

"Why?" Fiona asked.

"Because I wanted to meet you, Reid's girlfriend." Garcia said, "Oh, sorry, I don't mean like visiting some kind of exotic—" She blinked, "Well, it's about the same. Because we I've almost never seen reid date anyone so I've always been curious about you. You know what? We suspected him a long time ago that he was frigid and thought he'd be single until he was 30."

"What did you say?" Reid looked more surprised than Fiona.

"It happened a long time ago." Garcia quickly explained, "But when we found out that you were interested in JJ, your suspicion has been completely cleared." She said, suddenly opened her mouth, and looked at Fiona: "Oh, I'm such a big mouth. I was talking nonsense just now, don't take my word for it."

"It's okay. I already knew about it." Fiona said indifferently.

"You knew already?"

"Yes. Reid told me all about his secret love history."

Garcia looked greatly relieved.She laughed jokingly: "That's right, it sounds like something Reid would do."

Reid frowned, with a dumbfounding expression on his face.

"Then you must tell me how Reid made up his mind to ask you out for the first time." Garcia said, "Remember that barmaid last time? After the case was over, he didn't even call her Pass--"

"What barmaid?" Fiona smiled at Reid.

Reid jerked his head up, a lock of curly hair falling over his eyes.He looked at Fiona blankly, "What? Who are you talking about?"

Garcia looked at the two of them, and suddenly understood something.

"—oh, bad," she murmured.

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