[Comprehensive] IQ knocks on the door

Think of these words as their actual meanings.Just think of them as characters.In this way, isn't this a note full of long and short characters?You see 'something' represents the long line, while the relatively short 'are' represents a point. "

"The 'I' is a prop used to separate these long lines and dots!" Reid's eyes became brighter: "This is Morse code!"

"Yes. 'Everything' and 'something' represent two long lines, separated by 'I' and the letter represented by two long lines is 'm'."

"The next string of letters separated by an 'I', 'chemistry', 'atom', 'collision' and 'redistribute' means dotted lines, is the letter 'y'!" Reid gushed on translating.

Finally, Reid softly read out the English words composed of this string of letters: "Mybrainhaseverythingyouwant."

"My brain has everything you want it to be." Augustine said again deadpan.He seems to be drawn into a vortex of mystery.

Reid asked in disbelief: "Augustine, is this really the password Augustine you left for yourself? Why does it look like a provocation to others!"

Even Augustine herself can't figure it out.He suddenly remembered the incident of being attacked after being imprisoned.Was it planned by someone who saw his message and wanted to destroy everything?

What the hell is going on in his brain?To whom did he leave this sentence?

Augustine suddenly took the note full of numbers and stared at it fiercely. There must be something else in it!Where have I seen such a permutation and combination, I must have seen it somewhere!

Reid was taken aback by Augustine's look, and he hurriedly said: "Calm down, Augustine! The more panicked you are, the less you can mobilize your memory or thinking ability. This will not help you at all!"

"I know." Augustine replied casually.The feeling that he couldn't say it when the answer was on his lips made Augustine very annoyed.

At this time, he suddenly remembered the dream he had last night, in which his mother taught him to hide trees in the forest.

Augustine hurried back to his room. He pushed open the door and looked at the furnishings in the room, muttering something.

Reid was taken aback, and hurriedly followed, he watched Augustine staring straight at the room, muttering something incessantly. Reid didn't dare to disturb Augustine's train of thought, so he could only stand aside helplessly.He listened and found that Augustine had read almost everything in the house, except for the few items that were found with mutilations.Reflexively, Reid extracted the initials of things and tried to compose him into a paragraph.

"Abookislikeamagicgardencarriedinyourpocket." Augustine read this sentence slowly, feeling relieved.

Reid asked softly: "Augustine, is this the code you left for yourself?"

"Yes, Spencer. Most of what we interpreted just now is for people who don't know me. What we see now are the clues I left for myself." Augustine said with a smile: "Zangmu Yu Lin. Everyone will pay attention and look for something different, while ignoring the most ordinary, most popular, and most common objects around you. This is the simplest psychology.”

"So what's in the book?" Reid asked, "Or which book should I ask?"

Augustine walked to the next door in a few steps, pushed open the door of the study room, and showed his unique home library in front of Reid's eyes: "The book does not refer to a specific one, but some. This digital note not only implies that the diary In addition to this sentence, there is another purpose, which is to allude to this study. The arrangement of the creases is exactly the arrangement of my bookshelves, no wonder I always think he is familiar but I can’t remember where I saw it.”

Reid walked into the room, looking at the bookshelves with some envy.He suddenly remembered something and turned his head and asked, "Isn't Augustine your second bedroom?"

Augustine froze suddenly, he avoided Reid's sight in embarrassment, and tried to change the subject: "Spencer, it's not important. Do you see that the arrangement on this note is very similar to the arrangement of the bookshelf in front of us? We Now start finding out which books those numbers represent."

Reid wasn't so easily fooled by Augustine.He asked loudly, "Augustine, if you didn't go out last night, you planned to be wronged all night here?"

Shocked by Reid's aura, Augustine dropped his shoulders and said pitifully, "No, Spencer. I didn't think so. You see, there is nothing wrong with this couch except that it's a little small, isn't it? It's just how can such a bed be used for entertaining You, so I let you sleep in my room." As Augustine suddenly found strong evidence, she suddenly straightened up and said, "Let's talk about Spencer! If you are really arranged in this room , will you still sleep well? Don’t stay up late to study? That’s what’s hurting you!”

"How come! I've read most of the books here!" Reid argued.

The corners of Augustine's eyes twitched, and he looked at Reid with some admiration. Although he had basically read these books, he really didn't have the confidence to compare his reading with Reid.

Augustine spread her hands forgivingly: "Okay, I was wrong, Spencer. Next time you come to my house, I'll sleep with you in the master bedroom, okay?"

Reid froze slightly: "Why should I sleep with you?"

Augustine took it for granted, "You're sorry for me sleeping on the couch, but I can't let you sleep in the study, so we had to be wronged and sleep together. They belong to big men, so what's there to worry about?"

Reid thought for a while and seemed to be unable to think of a reason to refute, he nodded: "Okay, it's done."

"Understood." Augustine spread her hands and said, "Now we can start solving the puzzle."

Reid nodded sympathetically: "Okay, how do you solve this puzzle now?"

Augustine said: "Help me find the books in the order they are arranged here."

Reid nodded understandingly.Without even looking at the paper, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the target books one by one from the shelf.The speed and accuracy are even faster and higher than Augustine, the person holding the note.Seeing Augustine burst into envy, jealousy and hatred.

Augustine simply gave up looking for books, and he got in the way instead. Augustine arranged the books that Reid pulled out one by one. Reid pulled out so many books that there was no room for them on the table. Augustine gradually found that there were basically no rules in these books, so he let go of them and stopped entangled. Turn your gaze to the bookshelf.

As Reid pulled more and more books from the shelves, Augustine's eyes slowly became glued to the shelves.Fonts gradually appeared on the bookshelf, and when Reid was done, the words appeared in full.

"Hypnosis?" Augustine mumbled blankly, staring at the first word in a daze.What hypnosis?Who hypnotized whom, and what was hypnotized?What is hidden?

As the mystery was solved, Augustine not only did not suddenly realize the things he had forgotten, but instead got deeper and deeper into the vortex of the mystery and couldn't get out.

He suddenly felt that he was caught in a terrifying conspiracy, the puzzle was too deep, even if he was prompted, he couldn't see it through at all.And where he sits seems to really matter.

There are three prompts floating on the bookshelf, the first one is 'Hypnosis', the second one is 'EP', and the third one is 'NY'.

Reid was also frightened. What the rare puzzle brought him was not the answer but another puzzle.He looked hesitantly at the frightened Augustine, sighed in his heart, stepped forward and patted Augustine's shoulder: "I'm here, Augustine. If you need help, just ask, and I'll help you." All the while.

Augustine leaned against Reid suddenly, and Reid was startled but didn't move away. Augustine stared blankly at the bookshelf, and said softly, "Spencer, thank you for lending me a moment."

Reid didn't avoid it.He lowered his eyes and said softly, "I will stay with you, you are my friend, Augustine."

"Thank you." Augustine muttered vaguely, closing her eyes and leaning her weight on Reid's body.He wasn't at all worried that Reid would suddenly walk away, leaving him slumped to the ground in dismay.

Reid said they were friends, and Augustine believed it.Even though they hadn't known each other for a long time, Augustine wanted to be friends with Reid from the first moment she saw him.

Fortunately, he did.

Thank you Spencer. Augustine said silently in her heart.

After a long time, Augustine finally calmed down. He slowly stood up straight and turned to look at Reid: "Spencer, it's not over yet, let's continue."

Reid nodded, and he didn't offer much consolation, because Reid was a rookie in this regard.What he did just now was the limit of what he could do.All he can do to help Augustine now is to help him solve some more mysteries.

Reid pointed to 'NY' and said, "I think that means New York, don't you?"

Augustine nodded: "I remember this, because I have some things left by a friend of mine in New York, and I was thinking of going there in a few days to get them back."

Reid nodded, he looked at the two letters 'EP' and asked puzzledly: "What does this abbreviation represent? Is it an abbreviation of a person's name?"

"I don't know." He looked at the two letters: "I don't know what that means."

Seeing this, Reid had no choice but to say: "Forget it, or you should go to New York first, maybe you will know what it means."

Augustine sighed, "That's the only way to go now. Come on, Spencer. Put the book back for me."

Seeing the chaotic bookshelves and books piled up randomly, Reid turned pale.Resignedly, he picked up the books with Augustine and put them back one by one.

Suddenly there was a doorbell. Augustine paused, his brows were furrowed, he wondered in his heart that Jones found out that he ran away from home and came to arrest him.

Augustine smiled apologetically at Reid, but he didn't slow down the action of dropping the book in his hand, and he left the messy study room as if fleeing.God knows how much he hates tidying up.If only Sheldon was here. Augustine couldn't help thinking that he would definitely organize this study room more neatly than the library.

While thinking about Augustine opening the door, it wasn't anyone from the Jones family outside the door, but a postman.

He held a thin express in his hand and said, "Is this Mr. Augustine Jones?"

"It's me." Augustine nodded.

The postman said: "Here is your express, please sign for it."

Augustine took the pen and signed for the shipment.He closed the door, holding the thin and light express in doubt, thinking that no one knew his home address, and he hadn't bought anything recently, so what was in it?

And the strange thing is that there is no sender or address on this express.Only Augustine's address and his name.If it weren't for Lee who would never choose the unsafe way of delivering messages like courier, Augustine would almost think that there was some new task for him to do.

Reid didn't want to tidy up the whole house by himself, not even the study, he walked to the living room, saw Augustine looking at the express in his hand with a confused face, Reid asked aloud: "Augustine, what's in it? "

"I don't know." Augustine took the scissors aside and cut open the express mail.A postcard floated out of it and landed at Augustine's feet.

Both of them were taken aback when they saw this. Augustine bent down and picked up the postcard.He habitually glanced at the back of the postcard.Very ordinary Las Vegas scenery.

Augustine glanced at it and didn't see anything unusual, he casually flipped through the postcards.After only one glance, Augustine froze.

"What's wrong?" Reid walked over and glanced at the postcard in Augustine's hand.

Reid could barely guess the meaning of the words written on it.

Because it is not written in English but in Chinese.

There is no name of the writer nor the name of the recipient.

There is only one sentence written on it.

I miss you.

87114.

mother (1)

Reid asked: "This Chinese sentence means I miss you. I wonder why the ancient Chinese word '吴' is used instead of me? Is it because this word is better? And what does the following 87114 mean? Augustine said Who wrote it to you?"

"November [-], [-]. My birthday." Augustine lowered her head slightly, her eyelids slightly closed to hide her expression.

Reid puzzled: "Isn't your birthday on December 12?"

"It's a lunar birthday. Chinese folk date calculation. My maternal grandfather is Chinese. So when I was a child, before I entered Jones' house, I celebrated lunar birthdays." Augustine's nose was slightly sore, and he felt his eyes heat up.

Reid seemed to have guessed something: "You mean this postcard is from your mother?"

"Maybe." Augustine lowered his hand and threw the postcard casually on the table.He turned his head and looked at Reid with a smile: "Let's go, let's continue tidying up the house."

Reid looked hesitantly at the postcard that Augustine had thrown casually on the table.

Augustine had already walked to the study at this time, he smiled sideways and said to Reid: "Spencer, are you still not coming in? Are you trying to be lazy?"

Reid looked up to meet Augustine's face, his mouth was smiling.But there was no smile in his eyes.The expression was even a little defensive, just like the expression when facing Belen Miller that day.

All of Reid's words were choked in his throat, and he turned his head away to stop talking.

The atmosphere was awkward, and Augustine suddenly realized that he unconsciously directed his anger towards Reid.He calmed down and looked at Reid with a little apology: "I'm sorry, Spencer, I'm a little confused right now. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I understand." Reid said softly.This is not a polite word, he really understands.If his father, who had been away for many years, suddenly sent him a postcard, no matter what was written on it, he would not be in a good mood.

Augustine pursed her lips tightly, her face tensed.

There was silence in the house.

Suddenly, a bell rang.Both of them were taken aback.

Immediately, Reid realized it was his call.He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and saw that one of J?J's numbers was displayed on the screen. The dedicated contact number for BAU. Reid has never felt more grateful for BAU's sudden call-up than now.

Reid quickly picked up the phone: "J?J, what happened? Is there any case? Where? When will the assembly be? Is there time for me to rush there?"

J?J was taken aback by Reid's rapid-fire questions.She asked with some concern, "Spencer, what happened to you?"

Reid glanced at Augustine, who was leaning against the wall and closed her eyes, and said, "No. I just haven't contacted you for a long time."

Morgan interrupted suddenly: "kid, didn't we just meet yesterday morning? You even said goodbye to me. What's wrong with you? Did Jones bully you?"

Hearing Morgan's unfriendly tone, Reid hurriedly said, "No, no. He treated me very well. It's just that I received a call from you all of a sudden, and I was a little worried that I would not be able to make it in time for the assembly."

Morgan relaxed, and he said: "It's okay, Reid, you can stay in Las Vegas. This time the case still happened in Las Vegas. Are you still at Jones' house? His house has computer?"

Reid said, "Yes."

"Great. You will log in to the BAU internal line in a moment, and Garcia will send you the information of the victims of this case." Morgan said.

"Okay." Reid walked back to Augustine's bedroom with the phone in hand, and turned on the computer.

While waiting, Gideon's voice came from the phone: "Reid, you're still at Jones' house, right?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Reid clamped the phone with difficulty with his head and shoulders, and manipulated the computer at Augustine's home with his fingers very clumsily.

Gideon said: "Garcia will send you a file in a while, and you open that file and call up the victim's photo."

"Um, okay. What happened to that photo?" Reid asked casually, still struggling to land. Reid is not used to using electronic products, and now he is using an unfamiliar computer, which is extremely difficult.

Gideon didn't have any fluctuations in his expression, he said in a steady tone: "You can ask Jones to come over and look at the photo of the victim later."

"Do you want him to help?" Reid finally boarded the BAU's internal line, and was accepting the document sent by Garcia.

Gideon's tone finally changed. He paused before opening his mouth: "Yesterday, five female corpses were discovered in Las Vegas. They died at different times and in different places. The only thing in common is They were all so severely disfigured that they could hardly be identified. The police in Las Vegas found a wallet next to one of the female corpses, and the ID card in the wallet had her name on it." Gideon didn't seem to know how to speak, He paused again before saying dryly, "The name is Jennifer? Baker. Let Jones find out if she is his mother."

Reid's men froze, and the phone slipped off his shoulder and hit the ground hard.

"What's wrong, Reid?" The BAU people on the other end of the phone became nervous because of the sound of Reid's phone touching the ground: "Reid, are you okay?"

Reid didn't hear the questioning voice on the other end of the phone, he looked at the folder that had been accepted and didn't move for a moment.

Augustine was attracted by the sound of the phone touching the ground. He watched Reid sitting stiffly in front of the computer, paused, stepped forward to help him pick up the phone that fell on the ground, handed it to Reid and asked strangely: "What's wrong with you, Spencer?"

Reid quickly snatched the phone from Augustine's hand, and said to the other end of the phone indiscriminately: "I see, hang up first!" Then he quickly hung up the phone in his hand.

Augustine looked at the abnormal Reid strangely and couldn't help but asked again: "What's wrong with you, Spencer? What happened? Another new case? Is this case a tricky one? Do you need my help?"

Reid moved his lips a few times, but couldn't say anything.

Seeing this, Augustine understood that Reid had something to say and didn't know how to tell him.A bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

"What happened, Spencer?" Augustine asked in a deep voice, "Is it related to me?"

Reid frowned and pursed his lips, it took him a long time to make up his mind.He turned his back to Augustine, put his right hand on the mouse, and moved the small mouse on the computer desktop to that folder: "Augustine, I hope you can calm down a little later."

"What... what?" Augustine was a little dazed, and the bad premonition in her heart became more and more serious.

"There's another serial murder case in Las Vegas, and the BAU team members are rushing over. Gideon wants me to let you see if the victim is your mother." Reid calmed down and finally made up his mind Open that document.

Several disgusting pictures were displayed on the computer screen.Some of the women in the photos were disfigured by cutting with knives, some were burned by fire, some were corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid... all kinds of methods were used, and their original appearance could hardly be seen.

Augustine's feet unconsciously took a few steps forward, and Reid made way for him, but he didn't even look at it, but reached out and grabbed the mouse to carefully look through the photos one by one.

Augustine also carefully looked at the disgusting pictures of the tragic death, and he didn't miss any details. There was a voice in Augustine's heart, that voice kept urging him to flip through the photos, urging him to deny everything with facts.

Even if his mother left him, Augustine hoped she could live well somewhere in the world.

Even if she doesn't come to see him, even if she has a new family, even if she becomes someone else's mother, even if she...denies him, he still hopes that she can live well.

The one who sang lullabies for him, coaxed him to sleep; cooked delicious meals for him, took him around to play; called him Aust, the only family member who made him feel affectionate.

Augustine wished she was still alive.

He can blame her and hate her, but he hopes she is still alive!

Please, please don't die, please!

Reid sensed Augustine's near collapse, and couldn't help comforting her with an extremely sad expression: "Augustine, you were only seven years old when your mother left you. Her face has long been blurred, even if you still remember what she looks like Appearance. Your mother's appearance should have changed in the past ten years, even you can't recognize it. Maybe it's just someone with the same name. Calm down, Augustine."

All of Augustine's movements stopped at this moment.He stared fixedly at the screen, it was a close-up of the victim's hand, it was this photo, and Augustine looked at this photo like he lost all life.

He stared blankly at the screen, no tears fell, but somehow made people feel extremely sad.

With a sore nose, Reid turned his head slightly to look up at the ceiling, holding back the tears in his eyes.

After a while, Augustine said in a low voice: "Spencer, take that postcard. Let's go to the police station."

"I'm going to have my fingerprints checked."

The author has something to say: ps The author has already died...

Sincerity is not scumbag 13, this password is to be unlocked by using the first letters of things to form English.The translation is that the book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house.The scum personally thinks that this sentence appears in the article is too dramatic.So I had to use the original English version.

Believe in the scum, the scum is really not pretending to be 13. The fourth level of the slag is still passing by with a low score, how can it be possible to pretend to be QAQ.

Thank you for the landmine O(∩_∩)O

Please bookmark, please leave a message, please comment QAQ

ps: The scumbag author is going to run naked now...

☆, mother 2

Mother 2

Augustine took the coat at the side and put it on and was about to go out. Reid quickly sent a text message to Hotch and followed Augustine to go out.

Reid looked at Augustine's tight lips, and even though he was trying to calm himself down, Reid could feel the trembling in him. Reid walked beside Augustine at a loss, racking his brains to think of words to comfort him: "Augustine, the deceased is not necessarily your mother, is it? It's just a close-up of a hand after all. Seriously, I didn't see What's so different about that hand..."

Augustine didn't answer, he stood on the side of the road and held out his hand to hail a taxi.Luckily there happened to be an empty car that stopped for them. Augustine got into the car, and after waiting for Reid to sit in and close the door, he said coldly to the driver, "Go to the police station."

Reid sat aside and hesitated to speak, he tried to say: "Augustine, your mother has been away for a long time, she will definitely not stay in Las Vegas, because your father will not allow it. So the deceased is not very happy. Possibly your mother."

"Spencer." Augustine looked ahead and said in a cold voice, "That's not consolation."

Reid shut his mouth instantly, he was a little annoyed, even he didn't want people to remind him again and again that his father abandoned them and left alone, how could he say that just now.

Augustine, who didn't speak or smile, seemed a bit strong, and Reid peeked at his face in embarrassment, feeling inexplicably sad.

Augustine looked at the road ahead with mixed feelings in her heart.

He hated his mother for leaving him, but he missed her so much during the time at Jones' house.

16 years have passed, and the news about her again is a postcard with the words "I miss you" and her death.

Augustine's face became more and more stiff, as if this could keep him from crying.

Reid thought about a lot of data about the changes in the characteristics of the human body over the years and wanted to say it, but he swallowed the words again.He had a premonition that what Augustine would have to face soon was the fact he feared the most, and now the futile consolation was an illusion, and when the dream was shattered by reality, Augustine would only be more sad.

The time of silence is very slow, but no matter how slow it is, there will be an end. After Reid paid the car fare, he saw Augustine standing at the gate of the police station and watching the gate of the police station not to enter.

Reid hesitated for a moment and did not choose to step forward.He pulled out his cell phone and called Morgan.

"Morgan, where have you been?" Reid covered the microphone and asked Augustine, turning his back to Augustine.

Morgan's voice came from over there: "It will take a while, what's the matter kid?"

Reid whispered, "Augustine and I are already at the gate of the police station, I..."

At this time, there was a sudden dispute behind him, and Reid turned around and saw that Augustine had entered the police station, and he was being stopped by a policewoman.

Reid hung up the phone quickly, he ran forward a few steps and pulled Augustine: "This police officer, what happened?"

The policewoman watched Reid hold Augustine. She put down the hand that stopped Augustine, but she still did not retreat vigilantly: "This gentleman broke into the important area of ​​the police station, so I stopped him."

After Reid came over, Augustine calmed down a little. He stood aside with his head down and didn't speak.

Reid quickly took out his FBI card and handed it to the policewoman: "Hello, I'm Dr. Reid from BAU. We were invited by the police chief of your department to investigate this serial murder case."

The policewoman looked at Reid suspiciously, clearly not believing him.At this time, someone greeted Reid: "Hi, Agent. Reid. I'm so sorry, your team invited you back not long after leaving. This time, you are so fast, can't you have time to go back? Why are you alone? One person, what about the other members?"

Reid emphasized: "Doctor, Dr. Reid, thank you." Looking at the other party's apologetic expression, Reid looked slightly relieved: "I haven't gone back yet. The others are still on the plane and should arrive within an hour."

The policewoman asked the visitor: "Do you know them?"

The later police officer shrugged: "Oh, I forgot about Helen, last time you were off duty. They were the ones who broke the previous 'Bone Digger' case."

The policewoman named Helen looked at Reid in disbelief: "So young?"

The police officer waved his hand and said, "There are always one or two geniuses in the world. Little doctor, what degrees do you have?"

Reid was about to answer, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Augustine sitting beside him silently. Reid said, "If you are interested, you can check on the BAU website. Can you take us to meet the victim first?"

The officer said: "You are all right, but this face is very strange. I am afraid he is not a member of your team. Then I have no authority to take him in."

Reid said: "One of the victims ... could be his, the mother. I brought him to identify the body." Reid said this in a broken way.He glanced at Augustine from time to time for fear of touching his heartache.

The police officer looked suspiciously at Augustine, who hadn't spoken all this time, and finally chose to believe Reid: "Okay, you two come with me."

Augustine followed Reid with his head down, and Reid turned his head from time to time but couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

The police officer took the two of them to the autopsy room, explained a few words to the forensic doctor, and left.The old forensic doctor saw Reid raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his face: "It's you again, young man. Come in and see what new things you can discover today."

Reid nods wildly at him.He looked back at Augustine worriedly before entering the door: "Are you sure you want to go in?"

Augustine turned her head and said vaguely, "I'm fine."

Reid opened his mouth, and finally sighed in vain. He turned silently and entered the autopsy room.

Augustine followed Reid step by step, not taking the initiative to look at the corpse.

The old forensic doctor glanced at the two strange people and muttered softly.Reid didn't catch it because it was too vague.But Augustine was slightly stiff. Augustine didn't say anything but looked at the body on the autopsy table that the old forensic doctor had lifted.

"The victims this time were much luckier than the victims in the previous case. Their faces were disfigured and then," the old forensic doctor pointed at their hearts: "pong, they were killed by a single shot."