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"First of all, although she was crying very sadly, I noticed that her facial muscles, especially the eye area, had a strong posture and her brows were slightly furrowed, which obviously indicated that she was squeezing tears. Later, I and her When speaking, her speech speed is too fast, which means that she has already sketched out the speech in her mind, so she can answer my question without thinking; at the same time, when a person is sad, his speech speed Subconsciously slowing down and softening, but she didn't have that reaction."

"Then when the nature of the case has not yet been determined, this person led my thinking and tried every means to make me think that the murderer was another friend of the deceased. When I showed that I was not interested in her point of view, she seemed very anxious. In addition, This person thinks that she is covering it up very well, but every time she mentions something related to the deceased, she will use negative modifiers, and at the same time, her face will have negative emotions of disdain, disgust, and hatred. The most important point, During my communication with her, she tried her best to show the deep feelings between herself and the deceased, and she never mentioned the conflict between herself and the deceased. However, only those with a guilty conscience can hide the conflict between themselves and the deceased. So I It is presumed that the murderer is her."

"There are other suspects, why don't you suspect them?" asked the old forensic doctor.

Augustine was silent for a while before saying: "The other suspect is pregnant. When a woman is about to become a mother, her heart will become very soft and she can forgive others' mistakes. Moreover, she has a strong pregnancy reaction and can only Relying on taking medicine to suppress her desire to vomit, so if she really did it, then she would never choose such a cruel way. After all, cutting her throat is accompanied by a strong smell of blood, which may stimulate her to vomit when she commits the crime, and I could tell from her conversations that she was a smart, strong-minded lady who wouldn't take such a big risk."

The old forensic doctor asked a little strangely: "How do you know she is pregnant?"

"Her face has obvious precipitation of melasma skin pigment, and she is taking vitamin B2 and ginger at the same time, both of which are used to prevent vomiting."

The old forensic doctor nodded. He opened the plastic bag and looked at the corpse in the bag under his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "You analyzed it very well, but you didn't think about it, the problem of time."

"What?" Augustine looked at him suspiciously.

The old forensic doctor said: "It's not your fault. The time of death can only be measured with relevant instruments, so you can be forgiven for not including this in your speculation. But I am different. After working in the position for so long, many times you can estimate the time of death just by looking at the dead body." He pointed to the dead body and said to Augustine: "The girl's death time was definitely not more than two hours. As far as I know, you are The report was received an hour and a half ago, right?"

Augustine nodded.

The old forensic doctor continued: "In such a short period of time, it is absolutely impossible for a girl in her 20s to adjust her mentality and make up lies to fool the criminal police. It is also impossible to deal with the blood or bloody smell sprayed on her body due to a ruptured aorta in time. Therefore, it is true that this girl has a great connection with the case, but the murderer is not her, but her closest person. That's why she forced herself to calm down and face interrogation, and at the same time, there was no sign of emotional breakdown. After all There's a lot of difference in psychological stress between killing and witnessing a murder."

The old forensic doctor looked at Augustine thoughtfully and continued: "This is what I want to tell you. Evidence is the basis of inference. Reasoning without evidence will only lead you into misunderstandings, ignoring obvious clues, and finally Send good people to prison." As he spoke, the old forensic doctor gave Augustine a deep look: "Isn't this what you received before?"

Augustine bowed her head in shame.

Seeing that Augustine knew his mistake, the old forensic doctor didn't hold on to it. He waved his hand and said to him, "Come on, look at the corpse I'm dealing with, and then tell me what you saw."

Said the old forensic doctor brought Augustine to the body he was processing. Augustine saw for the first time what the disgusting corpse in Reid's mouth looked like.

The old forensic doctor's 'jigsaw puzzle' had apparently been more than half completed, but there were still hills of flesh piled up next to the corpse.The half-bones and half-flesh corpse made Augustine unable to calm down. He suppressed the sourness surging up in his stomach and rubbed the center of his brows.When he opened his eyes again, there was no discomfort in his expression, replaced by concentration and seriousness.This made the old forensic doctor nod slightly.

Looking at the corpse, Augustine suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

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"What did you see?" asked the old forensic doctor.

"I don't know, I'm wondering why he separated the flesh and blood of the deceased, doesn't it make any sense?" Augustine picked up a piece of meat and observed it carefully: "It was done after death, obviously the murderer didn't cut it to vent his anger wound. Or is this a ritual the murderer must perform?"

"Don't speculate, just look at this corpse, what do you think of?"

"The deceased seemed to have been in great fear. The muscles on his face were fixed in an extremely terrifying expression because of the long-term tension? In addition, his face was a little pale? Before he died, he was terrified by people's eyes. His stomach was unnaturally curled up, and there were a lot of food residues accumulated in his esophagus and intestines. It seemed that he was worried for a few days before his death, even when he was eating, he was very frightened. So the food was not very good Even if the murderer doesn't kill him, he will be scared to death sooner or later. What made him so scared? May I ask, did the deceased show extreme panic a few days before he was taken away?"

The old forensic doctor shook his head: "It's good that he's depressed, but it hasn't reached the point of panic."

"That's not right." Augustine said to himself: "Judging from the stiffness of this muscle, he should be in a state of tension for a long time."

Augustine was contemplating when he suddenly heard a knock on the door. He looked back and saw a somewhat familiar brown-haired beauty standing behind him.Seeing Augustine raised his eyebrows, she greeted in surprise: "Hi, Mr. Jones."

"Hello." Augustine was embarrassed because he couldn't remember the woman's name.

The visitor saw Augustine's embarrassment, and she pointed to herself understandingly and introduced, "Elle Greenaway, we met in Las Vegas before."

With such a reminder, Augustine remembered the identity of the person in front of him: "Yes, you are Spencer's colleague."

Elle laughed as soon as she heard it, teasingly: "Do you remember the relationship between her and Reid the way you remember other people?"

Augustine was slightly taken aback, a little dazed.

Elle didn't see Augustine's abnormality, so she nodded towards Augustine, then turned to the old forensic doctor beside Augustine and said, "Excuse me, is the autopsy report out yet?"

The old forensic doctor responded in a low voice, rummaged through the messy table, found the autopsy, and handed it to Elle: "The deceased suffered a lot of mental torture during his lifetime. I think this will help you solve the case." Should help."

Elle flipped through the report in her hand. Although her complexion was not good, she still skimmed through the conclusion. Elle's complexion was a little bad, but she still politely thanked the old forensic doctor.

Elle was about to leave, but she seemed to be thinking of something, then turned to Augustine and said, "By the way, we're going to stay up late tonight, and we're going to have dinner in the lounge later, do you want to join?"

Augustine was slightly taken aback, a little flattered.

Elle smiled and said with a wink, "Don't think wrongly, we all know about the little situation between you and Reid."

Augustine instantly understood the unfinished meaning in Elle's language, and he was a bit dumbfounded. He responded helplessly: "Thank you then. I want a sandwich and black coffee with less sugar and less milk. Thank you."

Elle exclaimed, "You can really drink it."

"No way." Augustine shrugged: "I need to be highly concentrated."

Elle nodded: "Understood, see you at ten o'clock."

Augustine bid farewell to Elle friendly and turned around to see the old forensic doctor pretending to read the report. Augustine was a little helpless, as expected, nosy gossip was everywhere.

Augustine returned to Brown's body.Although he was indeed interested in the dissection case against the forensic doctor, it was not his task after all.He still has a murder case to deal with now, and it is the best policy to find an excuse to follow the old forensic doctor to understand the case after the case is understood.

***

Brown's case was not complicated at all, but at the beginning Augustine had some preconceived notions, and was a little careless during the autopsy, but after being awakened by the old forensic doctor, Augustine adjusted his mentality in time when he started again, and he abandoned his brain. I devoted myself to all the guesses in the book, and really found some doubts that contradicted my inferences. Augustine had roughly figured out what happened in his mind, but when writing the report, he did not insinuate his thoughts into the report at all, but stated the evidence he found objectively.As for the rest, he should trust his colleagues.

When Augustine finished writing the autopsy, he stretched his body and glanced at the time inadvertently, the numbers had jumped to one o'clock. Only then did Augustine realize that he seemed to have released the pigeons of the entire BAU team.Thinking of this, his face became ugly.He sighed at the computer screen, rubbed his temples, and leaned back in the chair wearily.It's not that he doesn't want to apologize, it's just that this store is afraid that they will also rest.Apart from him, there were only three or two kittens on the night shift in the entire police station.Even the old forensic doctor has gone home from get off work now, and Augustine is the only one left in the entire forensic department, which is very quiet.Because the morgue needs to ensure the 'freshness' of the corpse, the air conditioner is often turned on, and the room temperature is several degrees lower than outside.Especially at midnight in spring, the low temperature and silence make people feel eerie.

Augustine didn't pay much attention to these things. After working for most of the night, once the work in hand was finished, she felt extremely tired.He was closing his eyes slightly in difficulty, leaning on the back of the chair, his consciousness was a little fuzzy.In his trance, he vaguely heard the sound of the door being pushed open behind him. Augustine woke up in an instant, but he didn't forget that his current identity is also one of the high-risk groups.He still closed his eyes tightly, pretending to be in a deep sleep position, just waiting for the person's next move.

After the man pushed open the door, he seemed to pause for a moment before entering the room. Augustine was very tense, and he felt that the man walked in front of him and bent slightly.At this moment, Augustine suddenly reached out and clasped the wrist of the visitor, her aura was outward, her sharp eyes looked directly at the visitor, as if she would throw him to the ground in the next second.But when Augustine saw who was coming, the dangerous aura surrounding him instantly dissipated, and his expression softened.

Augustine relaxed his grip on the wrist of the visitor, but he did not let go of his hand, but changed it into a grip. He asked softly, "Spencer, why is it you?"

Reid was a little uncomfortable, he wanted to pull out his wrist, and Augustine let go as if he had just noticed it.He pulled the chair beside him and placed it in front of Reid: "What are you doing here so late?"

Reid sat down, put the coat he wanted to put on Augustine back into his arms, and said: "Elle said that you came back to eat supper with us, but after waiting for a long time, I didn't see you. In relation to recent events, some I was worried, so I came to see you after the meeting."

"You guys get off work so late." Augustine frowned.

"Yeah." Reid replied, "What about you? How was that case in college going?"

"It's okay." Augustine said with a sigh: "The autopsy report is out, but the old forensic doctor is not here, so I don't know if there is a problem with the format."

"Let me take a look for you." Reid said, "After all, I have read a lot of autopsy reports."

Augustine nodded without thinking, he exerted a slight force on his feet, and the office chair led him to give Reid the golden throne in front of the computer. Augustine jokingly made a 'please' gesture: "Please, my little genius."

Reid raised his eyes and glanced at Augustine, but didn't care about his address, and turned to look at the report at a glance.

Augustine had nothing to do, and turned to harass Reid who was seriously reviewing the report for him.Anyway, with the IQs of the two of them, it's normal for them to focus on two tasks: "Speaking of which, I let your pigeons go. Did Morgan say anything?"

Reid looked at the computer screen and replied, "It's nothing. I was a little worried at first, you know, there have been so many things recently. But then, Mr. Grindelwald deliberately came to tell us that you were busy with another murder case before leaving. Tell us not to worry, we'll be fine."

"Mr. Grindelwald?" Augustine asked.

"It's the old forensic doctor who worked with you tonight, don't you know?" Reid asked strangely.

Augustine was really embarrassed to say that he didn't ask the other person's name after getting along with him for so long, so he had to make a fool of himself.

"By the way, Spencer. Were you mad at me earlier today?"

Reid paused for a moment when he heard the words, his face became stiff for a moment, and then he returned to normal soon: "No, why do you ask that?"

Augustine looked thoughtfully at Reid's hand that had just stopped, and she became more and more sure of her point of view: "I see that you were in an abnormal mood when ordering."

"You said that." Reid explained in a slightly quicker tone: "I was just thinking about the case."

Augustine blinked, a little confused, but he looked at Reid's face with a little annoyance and didn't want to ask any more, just said: "Okay, I'll go make you a cup of tea, reading the report at night is enough .” Saying this, Augustine got up to find a kettle to boil water.

At this time, although Reid was still looking at the screen, his mind was no longer on the report, and he just flipped through the report with his fingers in vain. Reid was a little tangled in his heart, he actually didn't know what happened to him earlier.But at that time, looking at Augustine, the anger rose unconsciously, with some unwillingness.

But the reason, in the end because of what Reid himself does not know.

While he was in a daze, something warm touched his cheek, and Reid was startled. He looked up and met Augustine's smiling eyes.

"Here, here you are." As he spoke, a cup of warm milk was stuffed into his hands. Reid blinked, feeling inexplicable.

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Seeing that Reid didn’t respond, Augustine thought that Reid was dissatisfied with his behavior of giving him milk. Thinking of Augustine, he explained flatteringly: “The old forensic doctor only has coffee and milk here. It’s almost two o’clock now. Drinking coffee affects sleep, so drinking Milk is the best."

"Mr. Grindelwald, why is there milk here?" The feeling was fleeting, too fast to grasp, so Reid could only suppress his fluctuating thoughts, and asked along the topic.

Augustine turned blue unconsciously when he thought of the note he saw in the closet just now, he pursed his lips, a little depressed: "Grindelwald left me a note saying it was specially prepared for me..."

Hearing this, Reid smiled slightly, with a relaxed expression.

And Augustine didn't enjoy what was in store for her because Grindelwald treated him like a child.On the contrary, he drank very happily.I didn't eat dinner for various reasons before, and then I missed supper and felt a slight pain in my stomach. Now I drink a few mouthfuls of hot milk, and the stomach cramps have relieved a lot.His brows were slightly stretched, revealing a satisfied look.

Augustine glanced at the last page of the report on the screen, and asked, "How is it? Is there a problem with my report?"

"Huh?" Reid looked at the report on the screen in a blink of an eye, feeling flustered, because he really didn't read it carefully just now.

Augustine also thought that her report was a big problem, and became nervous: "Is there something wrong?"

Reid looked at Augustine's appearance, and suddenly thought of it, he pretended to be distressed, and said, "How should I say it?" Reid swiped the mouse as he said this, as if looking for a problem, but actually took the opportunity to quickly read the report again.After the report slid to the top, Reid took a deep breath and said to the bewildered Augustine, "It's absolutely fine, Aust, your report was well done."

Augustine was stunned by this reversal, looked at Reid's secretly smirking expression, and smiled unconsciously: "Okay, you guy, are you kidding me?" He stretched out his hands and rubbed desperately Reid's meticulously combed hair.

Reid dodged quickly, but because he was trapped in the chair and couldn't escape Augustine's hands that ravaged his head, he had to beg for mercy repeatedly.

Augustine didn't care about Reid's begging for mercy. He supported the chair with one hand, making sure that Reid wouldn't fall because of the playfulness of the two, and rubbed Reid's head with the other hand until he had enough rubbing hand.

Seeing Reid wearing the chicken coop head he created and his slightly flushed face from dodging, the smile on the corner of Augustine's mouth grew bigger and bigger. He put one hand on the back of the chair and chuckled. Reid was a little annoyed, it was rare for him to have bad thoughts.Get up suddenly.The chair on the wheels slid forward under Augustine's weight. Augustine turned over and fell to the ground without realizing it. Only then did Reid realize that the game was too big, and he wanted to reach out to grab it.And Augustine just grabbed Reid's outstretched hand because of his quick conditioned reflex.

But the momentum was too strong, Reid didn't have time to grab Augustine with force, but was brought down by him instead.The two exclaimed in unison. Reid fell because of a fall, but he didn't fall hard because of Augustine as a pad.And Augustine... he fell tragically to the ground, and got an elbow from Reid in the chest with the force of a free fall.The severe pain made him cry out.

Reid braced himself up nervously, and asked repeatedly: "Are you okay?"

Augustine rolled his eyes, and said helplessly, "It's okay, it won't hurt." He straightened up, trying to sit up.But Reid was trying to get a closer look at his situation when their foreheads unfortunately bumped into each other again.

Augustine propped herself on the ground with one hand, rubbing her battered head with the other.Because of the heavy blows one after another, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but burst into tears, making him even more pitiful.

Reid was stunned for a while, and got up to look for the medicine box. Fortunately, the old forensic doctor had prepared some commonly used medicines here. When Reid came back with the medicine box, Augustine's forehead was already red, and he sat there with his mouth pursed, looking rather depressed. Reid glanced at it, and for some reason, he found it a little funny.Although he knew it was very unkind to laugh like that, he still turned his head and snickered a few times before squatting down to treat Augustine's wound.

Augustine sat obediently on the ground and let Reid treat his wound. Suddenly, he saw the red mark behind Reid's bangs, and couldn't help poking him while he wasn't paying attention.He didn't miss Reid's little move just now.

Only then did Reid realize that there was also a big swelling on his head, he stretched out his hand to rub it, stood up indifferently, and pulled Augustine up.

Augustine sighed softly: "Spencer, thanks to your bump, I don't have to sleep tonight..."

"Well, I'm sorry." Reid said with a smile in his eyes.

Augustine glanced at the insincere Reid, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Aren't you going back so late?"

Reid raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said casually, "I'm going back. Tomorrow, I mean, we have to gather early this morning." He picked up the coat on the chair and took out the car keys: "Let's go, where are you staying?" Here, I'll take you back."

It was only then that Augustine remembered the question he had neglected for a long time: ...his house hasn't been found yet!

Seeing that Augustine's face changed again and again, Reid asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong."

Augustine let out a long sigh: "Spencer, you still remember that I said that I decided to come to New York temporarily, right?"

"Yes." Reid had a vague guess in his heart: "So?"

"I haven't rented a house yet."

"..." The speculation became reality, and Reid was really not mentally prepared.He sighed helplessly: "Forget it, go to our place. I will open a room for you."

"Yeah." Augustine nodded, that's all she could do now. Augustine printed out the report, copied a copy on a USB flash drive, and followed Reid out of the police station with the good stuff.

But he didn't know that shortly after he left, a man in police uniform came to this office avoiding the camera. He turned on the computer, entered the power-on password skillfully, and copied the report that Augustine hadn't deleted in his own USB. The plate left in a hurry.

***

When Augustine arrived at the parking lot, he didn't get into the passenger seat. He opened the rear door, got in, occupied the entire back seat under Reid's surprised gaze, curled up and fell asleep in the dark.

Reid looked at Augustine who quickly fell asleep, a little amazed, but also a little dumbfounded.He envied Augustine's good sleep, and he didn't want to disturb him, so he sat in the driver's seat and drove without complaint.

Along the way, Reid tried to drive the car as smoothly as possible, but Augustine was also exhausted, and the small bumps in the road didn't wake him up.But when he got to the hotel, Reid had a difficult time. He didn't know whether to wake Augustine up.While struggling, there was a knocking sound from the car window. Reid was taken aback, and when he turned around and saw Morgan, he was unconsciously relieved.He rolled down the window and asked softly, "Morgan, why are you here?"

Seeing Reid deliberately lowering his voice, Morgan looked back puzzledly. Seeing Augustine who was curled up in the back seat and sleeping soundly, Morgan understood somewhat, and he gestured to Reid. Reid hesitated, got out of the car, and talked with Morgan a few steps away: "What's wrong?"

"Garcia found a connection between the two victims." Morgan asked.

"What connection?" Reid asked immediately.

Morgan said: "There was a rape and homicide case in New York three years ago. The victim was a white-collar woman who lived with her fiancé. The fiancé came back from work and saw that the door lock of his house had been picked. The fiancée died on the bed at home, completely naked, with obvious signs of sexual assault and bruises on her neck, and died of suffocation.

The New York police mobilized the surveillance video in the community, and there was only one electrician who entered and exited the deceased's home during the estimated time of death that day.The police quickly found the electrician and arrested him.The comparison of the DNA in the semen confirmed that the electrician was the last person who had sex with the deceased before his death.Since the time he entered and exited the crime scene coincided with the death time of the deceased, the DNA evidence left behind was also the same as that found in the deceased.So the police filed charges against him.Because of the complete chain of evidence, he was sentenced to 100 years in prison. "

"What does that have to do with this case?" Reid asked.

"The forensic doctor and related persons identified for this case were the two deceased."

"You mean that the suspect came out to take revenge on the relevant personnel?"

"On the contrary, the suspect died in prison last year." Morgan shook his head: "He has no parents, but he has a lot of good friends. But if they really want to avenge the suspect, they will kill two public officials. We don’t believe this. Gideon’s suspect is his brother who has been appealing for him after he was imprisoned, and he seems to be firm that his brother was wronged.”

"That explains the message he left pretty well," Reid said. "What's the suspect's name?"

"Pablo Wright." Morgan said the name with a serious face: "The biggest problem is that this person disappeared into thin air after claiming his brother's body last year, and there is no trace of him. His credit card The last purchase was to buy two air tickets to London, England. As for whether he got on that plane, we have no way of knowing."

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The two were communicating when suddenly there was a sound of knocking on the glass behind them. Reid looked back and saw a black figure lying in front of his rear door looking in through the black glass, and knocking on the glass with one hand.This scene made the two tense people unconsciously put their hands on the pistols on their lower backs: "Who is it! Don't move!"

The man seemed to be taken aback. He raised his hands to show that he was not malicious, and turned around slowly.

"Declan Marc?" Reid called out.

Declan reached out and rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "Hi, Reid."

Reid nodded slightly and said to Morgan, who looked at him suspiciously, "This is Aust's friend."

Morgan muttered a few words when he heard the words: "One or two are both worrying." He still withdrew his hand holding the pistol.

"Why are you here?" Reid stepped forward and asked.

Declan turned his mouth and showed a pitiful expression: "That's no way, I tried my best to find a chance to sneak back from London to meet Augustine, but this guy came to London without a word the next day after meeting me , I had no choice but to buy a plane ticket and run over here quickly. After all, I won’t be staying in the United States for too long. No matter what, I have to squeeze this guy Augustine.” Declan glanced at the inside of the car, the black glass through the night As a cover, Declan couldn't see the situation in the car clearly: "Is he in there?"

Reid nodded: "He fell asleep."

"Sleeping?" Declan's face seemed to have darkened a little because of the lighting, but the tone of his words didn't change. The two of them thought they were wrong.

Reid replied: "Yes, he seemed to be tired from the day so he fell asleep as soon as he got in the car."

"Is that so." Declan said, scratching his head in confusion, "This guy..."

"What's the matter with me?" Augustine rolled down the car window and looked at her damaged friend, with tired eyes, and asked.

Declan froze. He winked at the two people in front of him and said, "I said your sleep quality is getting better and better. Is it because you are getting old? I remember when we were in college, the two of us went camping and got lost in the forest." For three days and two nights, the physical exhaustion was serious, even after being rescued like this, you stayed up all the time and didn’t sleep until you got to the hospital, remember?” Declan joked: “It turns out that you’ve only been busy for a day now and you’re sleeping in the dark , Are you really old?"

Augustine raised her eyes and glanced at him indifferently, and said with a faint interest, "If it weren't for the rumor that there are murderers hiding there, I wouldn't be so nervous."

"Is there?" Declan tried to remember.

Augustine didn't bother to answer either, he was still very sleepy with his eyes half down.If he didn't hear someone knocking on the glass in a daze, he probably wouldn't be able to wake up.

But since he woke up and arrived at his destination, Augustine naturally wouldn't continue to sleep in the car.He opened the door and got out of the car, ignoring Declan who was leaning against the car, and turned to look at Reid: "Where is the front desk?"

Reid glanced at the sleepy Augustine, thinking that if he was allowed to open a room at this time, his drowsiness would be gone.So he took out the room card in his pocket and handed it to Augustine: "You sleep in my room, and I'll open another one. My room is 301."

Augustine took the room card without refusing, and was about to go back to her room for a good night's sleep. Declan's eyes darkened and he pulled him back: "Austin, I have a house in New York, anyway, I'll be returning to London after a while, why don't you just live in my house and act as my housekeeper."

Augustine looked at Declan inexplicably: "You want me to go to your house now?"

Seeing that Augustine was a little annoyed, Declan knew that he had disturbed his sleepiness, so he laughed and said to him: "Besides, it's the same when you go tomorrow. Aren't you just looking for a house? Based on the relationship between the two of us, I won't charge you rent."

"The key." Augustine unceremoniously opened his hand towards Declan. Declan immediately unwrapped a bunch of keys from his body and handed them to him. Augustine clasped his hands together and put the key in his palm, and waved to him: "Thank you, send me the address, how to use the key, and the taboos of the house in a short message. Goodbye." He waved away mercilessly.

Declan sighed in a low voice: "It's really crossing the river and tearing down the bridge." Even though he said so, there was no dissatisfaction on his face. Declan smiled and said to Reid, "I'm going first, good night buddy."

"Yeah." Reid nodded and looked at this cheerful person who came and went suddenly.

Morgan watched Declan's movements with a frown.It wasn't until Declan left that he hesitated to ask, "What the hell is this man... doing here?"

Reid was also confused, but Declan was not.