tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

The owner of that house, that is, the young man named Kevinonions, just graduated from college last year.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" the onions cried out, struggling, "I didn't do anything!"

"Then why did you run away?" Fiona said, holding his wrist firmly.

"I—I don't know!" Onions insisted, "Have I been arrested? You can't just break into my house like this, it's against the law!"

"

Fiona turned her head and exchanged glances with Alick.

Alick immediately understood what she meant.He went to the back door and blocked the onions' way, lest he try to escape again.

Fiona let go of Onions' wrist, "Well, you're not under arrest, we just wanted to talk to you. But you promise to stop trying to escape, understand?"

Onions nodded, and twisted his neck with difficulty to look at Fiona, "Then at least uncuff my handcuffs, beauty?"

Fiona pretended to ignore his verbal teasing, uncuffed him, and pulled him up from the ground.

Onions moved his wrists, staring at Fiona and Reid vigilantly, "What exactly do you want to ask? If it's about the incident last time, I can only say that it's my personal interest, and you have no right to ask."

"Oh, I don't care what happened yesterday," Fiona said impatiently.

"Really?"

Fiona was too lazy to talk to him.She showed him the text message on her mobile phone, "Did you send me this text message?"

"No." Onions said firmly.

"You didn't even look at it." Fiona frowned.

"I know it's definitely not me, because I don't even know your phone number." Onions shrugged and said, "Trust me, if I had your phone number, I would definitely call and ask you out instead of texting this girly The way."

"What? I thought you were gay."

"Oh, I'm bisexual." Onions immediately explained, "That scene you ran into yesterday was actually my job. Some people they... have special needs in that area, you know."

"I don't quite understand." Reid frowned and muttered softly.

"You don't understand?" Onions looked at Reid in surprise, "Okay, let me explain to you—"

"That's enough." Fiona immediately interrupted him, "Go on and talk about yours."

"Anyway, those guys don't dare to tell their wives, so they will come to me. But don't worry, we didn't have sex, I just used some... tools." He said, pretending to be mysterious. Reid blinked.

Reid looked a little dazed, as if he didn't know what expression to use to deal with such a situation.

Fiona held back her smile and said seriously: "The definition of prostitution is not limited to having sex, read more books, young man. Your behavior is completely within the scope of illegal prostitution." She shook her hand "Great, it looks like I have a reason to arrest you now."

"Wait, wait." Onions yelled hurriedly, "Don't do this yet. I don't want my family to know what I'm doing, so they will cut off my living expenses."

"—Or you can be arrested." Fiona said slowly, "But you must cooperate with us honestly."

"No problem." Onions said hastily.

"First, we need to do a brief search of your house," Fiona said.

"Yes, but except for the basement." Onions said immediately.After he finished speaking, he immediately clicked his tongue in frustration, "Damn it."

Fiona quietly sweated for his IQ.Is it true that everyone who likes to play sm has an alarming IQ?

"It looks like we need to search the basement well." Fiona narrowed her eyes and said with a smile.

Onions' face turned red immediately.

Fiona asked Alick to stay in the living room while she and Reid went to the basement to check on the situation.

It was a very solid looking iron door.

"Who would install an iron gate in their basement?" Fiona asked suspiciously.

"This was built by my grandfather. This is the house he left behind." Onions explained, "He has always been a little suspicious. He thought that such a basement could escape the army's air raids. In fact, it does not meet the requirements of the air-raid shelter at all. standard."

Onions took out an ancient key and inserted it into the lock.

"Why aren't you worried now?" Reid said suddenly.

Onions turned to look at him, "What?"

"Didn't you not want us to investigate the basement just now?" Reid said, "But now...you volunteered to open this door for us."

"But what else can I do?" Onions looked a little unhappy, "You have caught my little trick. Do you still want to go in?"

"Wait here." Fiona pushed open the door and said softly.

She meant to ask Reid to wait for her at the door, but the onions seemed to have misunderstood it.He stopped in his tracks and didn't go in with Fiona.

Reid hesitated for a moment, followed her into the dark basement.

"Is there no light here?" Fiona started to cough when she was caught by a musty smell.

"Look for it, it should be on the wall near the door." Onions' voice came from the darkness.

With the faint light projected from the door, she fumbled for the light switch, "Is it here?"

"No no, a little further in. Did you find it?"

"No. Would you please come in and do me a favor?"

Suddenly, Fiona heard a heavy knock, it sounded like someone had slammed the iron door shut.

The basement was completely plunged into darkness.

"What happened?" she called out, "Spencer?"

"I'm here." Reid's voice answered, and his voice somewhat calmed Fiona's mood.

"Damn it! That bastard locked us here!" Fiona couldn't help cursing.

She walked quickly to the door and pushed the door hard, but the door didn't budge.

"Open the door!" She thumped the door hard, hoping that Alick would notice the movement here, "Alick?!"

But no one responded to her.

Reid took out his mobile phone, the light of his mobile phone screen was particularly dazzling in the dark.He said disappointedly: "Sure enough, there is no signal."

Fiona took out her cell phone.

"Mine too," she said hoarsely.

The kevinonions hurried back to the living room.

"Where are they?" Alick asked.

"It's in the basement." Onions replied pretending to be casual.

"What the hell is in your basement?"

"Oh, there's a lot of .

Alick let out an "oh" in disgust.He was looking at a photograph that the onions had kept in the closet of a very beautiful brown-haired woman.

"Is this your mother?" Alick asked.

"What?" Onions looked at the photo and frowned, "...Oh, yes."

"She's a beautiful woman."

"True," said the onions, "but since she divorced my father...we're not that close."

Alick sighed, "Totally understand. My ex-wife and I rarely saw each other after we divorced, and she got custody of my daughter. My daughter sees me like a stranger."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Onions clicked their tongues regretfully. "Your daughter was probably younger when you divorced, right? So you still have a chance to have a good relationship with her. Don't worry, man. Blood relationship is actually better than yours. It’s much more secure than imagined.”

As he spoke, he reached out and patted Alick on the shoulder.

Alick smiled reluctantly, "I feel better after hearing you say that."

"By the way, it looks like they've got some work to do in the basement—would you like some whiskey?"

"No." Alick immediately refused, "You can't drink while on duty."

"Okay," the onions laughed, "how about some coffee?"

"Okay." Alick said, "I need a strong espresso right now, with a few more cubes of sugar, thank you."

Onions grinned brightly, "No problem, sir."

He turned and went to the closet, but there were no sugar cubes there.He remembered that there was a bottle of very strong sleeping pills there, and that was what he really needed right now.

Fiona and Reid inspected the entire basement by the light of the mobile phone.

The entire basement appears to be completely enclosed and does not appear to have been used in a long time.They found an old stool and a dusty mattress, but nothing else.

"You know why I hate basements?" Fiona said to Reid as she checked the mattress.

"why?"

"When I was very young, I had a basement in my house, which was narrow and dark, and there were always mice and spiders infesting it." Fiona said, "Every time my dad got angry, he would lock me in there."

"Really?" Reid asked in surprise.

Fiona was silent for a moment, then laughed in a low voice, "Of course it's not true. I don't remember much about my childhood."

"It suddenly occurred to me that I also had a basement when I was a child," Reid said. "It was about the same size as this one, and I used it as a storage room. I used to play in the basement when I was a child, and then my mother forbade me to go to the basement."

"why?"

"Because she found that I dismantled some useless old electrical appliances into parts and made gadgets by myself in the basement, such as electromagnetic relays." Too dangerous for a six-year-old."

"Six?" Fiona laughed. "That's impressive."

The author has something to say: When the hero and heroine are locked in a small dark room, what do they usually do?