[Comprehensive] IQ knocks on the door

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As long as people's original intentions are not bad, even if they take many detours, they will eventually find the right path.

Reid walked up to Hotchner and asked, "Did the 'Bonedigger' catch it?"

Hotchner frowned: "No, we haven't found any trace of him around here."

Reid looked serious when he heard the words, and he turned his eyes to the victim's right leg: "This is impossible! From the victim's injuries, it can be seen that the 'bone digger' was torturing the victim not long ago, there is nothing wrong with it." Reasons can make him put down half of the crimes in his hands and leave first."

"I know," Hotchner said. "When we came in, the victim was tied to that wooden table, and there were some tools scattered on the table next to it. I thought it was the 'bone digger' who heard the noise and ran away, but this No trace of him was found around."

"This time the victim and the prisoner were acquainted. Generally, the criminals in serial murders have their specific hunting group, but this scope does not include people they know. This time the victim chosen by the prisoner is his landlord, which means He has lost control. The prisoner no longer cares whether he will be exposed, he just wants to abuse. From the wounds of the victim this time, it can be seen that the "bone digger" must have been "creating" very carefully, which means that maybe It is his last 'work'. The 'highest achievement' to take 'honor' back from Augustine. He will never leave the victim alone." Reid looked tense: "There must be something, what is better than 'honor' What is the more important thing?"

Hotchner heard Reid call Augustine a frown so affectionately, but he didn't say it. Hotchner felt that Reid did want to make some friends his own age: "Reid, what do you think is more important than the victim?"

Reid suddenly had a flash of inspiration, his face became stiff, and some worry was faintly visible: "Hotch, it's Augustine! A more important person than the victim this time, the fake 'Bone Digger' Augustine! That's Tony Thomas's most important person." The dream stone!"

Hearing this, Hotchner took out his mobile phone, and he made a few calls, but it was all busy. He put away his mobile phone with a solemn expression: "We can't contact the criminal police sent to protect Augustine Jones, we have to get there as soon as possible Hospital!"

"I'll call Morgan." Reid said and walked quickly in Morgan's direction.

Augustine, you must be well.

****

Augustine closed his eyes and meditated. He noticed that someone had entered the ward, but he thought it was a doctor who came to make rounds, so he didn't open his eyes.

He heard someone close the door softly, and the action was so cautious that Augustine could not help raising his own vigilance.

Someone came to Augustine's side. Augustine opened his eyes slightly, and saw a man in doctor's attire and mask pointing a gun at his head. Augustine's eye sockets shrank suddenly, and he quickly rolled over and got out of bed, and he had no time to take care of the infusion tube in his hand being torn off by his swift action.In the next second, with a slight 'swoosh', a scorched bullet hole appeared where he was lying.

Augustine quickly crouched down and rolled out of his original seat, also dodging the ensuing bullets.He quickly withdrew the infusion needle in his hand, and the liquid medicine and a small amount of blood splashed out, staining his hospital gown a little bloody.

The calling bell was at the bedside, but he was far away from the bedside. Augustine believed that before his hand touched the calling bell, he would be sieved by the uninvited guest.Thanks to xx, his body may not be discovered by a real doctor until he lies down here the next day.

Augustine, who was small in the ward, had nowhere to hide.His eyes became very sharp in an instant. He picked up the chair at hand and held the leg of the chair with one hand, and slammed it at the person coming quickly and hard.

The man avoided his body slightly, and Augustine rolled onto the bed at this moment. With his left hand propped on the edge of the bed, he stood up and kicked the man's right hand fiercely with both feet.Fortunately, □□ fell off.

The visitor grabbed Augustine's right foot, which he had not had time to take back, with his left hand, and pushed his elbow on his knee sideways. Augustine couldn't help but was put on the hospital bed by him.

Augustine slumped heavily on the bed, the old injury on his right shoulder suddenly opened, and the pain made him grin. Augustine's face was pale but he did not forget to fight back. He quickly kicked back with his left foot, which happened to hit the man's left shoulder.There was only a muffled grunt and a loosening of the wrist. Augustine got out of the restraint, quickly turned over and got off the bed, rolled to the side and grabbed the pistol that fell at the foot of the bed.

Augustine stood up and pointed the gun at the man. The man raised his hands cooperatively and looked at him viciously.

"Well, now we can talk. Tell me, who sent you here." Said Augustine quickly glanced at the man's clothes.Caucasian, about 30 years old, brown eyes.En's eyes are very fierce, but not introverted, obviously he is not a professional killer, he should be just a gangster.No wonder his skills are so poor, he can still take it down with a gun.The white coat, a doctor's standard equipment, does not fit well, and it seems to be stolen.The right shoulder of the gown was smeared with blood, and the wound that was so easy to burst should be a new wound.It seemed that this man was indeed the one who had attacked him this morning.The canvas shoes looked a little yellowed in the past, they should have been washed several times, it seems that the attacker's family is not very good.Gloves and masks are not pulled, which is very common in hospitals. It seems that he is fully prepared.Bald?Yes, just less possibility of DNA legacy.

Looks like this guy has a case.

Who wanted to kill him but sent such a person who couldn't stand on stage? Augustine couldn't figure it out.

The man was silent, but Augustine didn't have that much patience. He asked, "Who is it? Who sent you here?"

The man looked at Augustine sternly, and suddenly a thin needle appeared on his fingertip.The thin needle was quickly thrown by the man.

Augustine dodged reflexively, and the man took this opportunity to quickly walk to the window, and jumped down with one hand on the window.

This is the tenth floor! Startled, Augustine ran to the window to have a look, only to see the man sliding down the pipe by the window quickly, and reached the ground in a blink of an eye.He gestured his middle finger towards Augustine and ran away quickly.

Augustine tried to fire the gun, but found that there was no bullet in the gun.He threw the pistol to the ground angrily, and ran back to the bed to see what the man had thrown before he left.

Seeing it like this didn't make Augustine half dead!It was nothing but the infusion needle that was inserted into Augustine's left hand earlier!

Augustine slammed the edge of the bed hard and finally cursed.

It took a long time for Augustine to calm down. He looked at the pistol that was left behind with a dazed expression.There was no way the man didn't know how many rounds were in the gun.Even the little doctor who failed the physical fitness test would still record the number of bullets left in the gun.How could that person not know that there is no bullet in gun 1?What made the man so easily threatened by a pistol with no bullets?

Obviously at that time he had a chance to fight back.What made him rather loathe himself than do it?

Still can't do it?

It couldn't be that he was so confused that he didn't count the number of bullets in the gun.

Augustine couldn't figure it out. At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly knocked open. Augustine thought that the man had gone and returned, and reflexively pointed at the door with a pistol without bullets.

"FBI, put down your weapons!" a man in police uniform said loudly.

Augustine looked relieved, and threw away the gun in his hand: "The assailant just left, and the gunshot wound on his body burst, and his DNA sample should be collected in the room. If not, there are water pipes that he climbed when he left outside." , there should be residual blood on it."

The special police officers glanced at the ward, then put down their guns.A person squeezed in at the door. He walked quickly to Augustine's side and asked anxiously, "Augustine, are you okay?"

Augustine paused, he secretly opened his palm, glanced at the name written on his hand in the afternoon to prevent forgetting, and then smiled: "I'm fine, Spencer, it's just that the wound is open."

Hearing this, Reid reached out to remove the debris on the bed, supported Augustine to lie down, and rang the call bell beside the bed. Morgan poked his head in and saw this scene, and whistled teasingly: "kid, you're quite virtuous, why didn't I realize this before."

Reid has long been used to Morgan's unrestrained speech, so he didn't answer, and introduced to Augustine: "This is Morgan, my colleague."

Augustine nodded and extended his hand to say hello: "Hello."

Morgan waved his hand and winked at Augustine.

At this time Hotchner came in: "Mr. Jones, can you describe to us how you were attacked."

Augustine forgot the name of the person in front of him, but he felt as if he had seen him before.He glanced at Reid quietly, and saw that there was no rejection on his face. On the contrary, when the person came to speak, he made a slight sideways movement, exposing Augustine to the person's eyes, and Augustine understood that this might be the BAU team who came to see him yesterday team leader.So he nodded obediently, deliberately blurring the address to Hotchner: "Okay, about 15 minutes ago, I was resting with my eyes closed, and suddenly someone came in from the ward. He pointed a gun at himself. You know it later. Well, it was a fierce battle."

Hotchner nodded invisibly: "Then did you see who attacked you?"

Augustine replied, of course: "Yes. It's white, bald, and about 30 years old."

Hotchner called up a photo from his phone and handed it to Augustine: "Is it this person?"

Augustine took a closer look and said, "The man covered his face, and the room was dark. I couldn't see it clearly. It's this man in terms of size."

Hotchner nodded: "It was the 'Bone Digger' who attacked you. Your safety is now threatened. I think you need the FBI's 24-hour close protection."

Augustine was stunned when he heard this, he couldn't believe it was done by the 'Bone Digger'.But Augustine still didn't say anything, he just responded: "Okay, which FBI is protecting me personally? Spencer?"

Reid listened, and turned to look at Hotchner.

Hotchner paused slightly, and Augustine seemed to see a twitch from the corner of his eye.He snickered inwardly, and was about to say something.At this moment, Hotchner's cell phone rang, and he looked down, then looked up, with a confused look on his face: "Mr. Jones, I don't think you need close protection. 'Bonedigger' was found in the park next to the hospital. "

Hearing the word 'found', Augustine was startled, and had a bad feeling.He tentatively said, "Can I talk to him? I want to ask him something."

Hotchner put away his mobile phone, his voice was a little low: "I'm afraid not, 'Bone Digger' is dead, and the body is still warm. According to the situation at the scene, it seems that he committed suicide in fear of crime."

Augustine sank heavily upon hearing this.

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Regarding the ownership of Uncle Yummy.I've struggled with this for a long time, and haven't made a decision yet.

Parents, do you want to give little Jack's mother another chance, or let nature take its course?

At the beginning, I didn't think about the problem of delicious uncle cp.But in order to write the article, I re-read cm.

Later I found out that Uncle Haoyue still laughed, felt helpless, and did bad things with good intentions in the first season (in the first season, he gave Garcia flowers in the name of Gideon, but Gideon had already given Garcia a gift. Afterwards, Gideon still What if Garcia misunderstands that he likes her? Although we all feel that Gideon is thinking too much ╮(╯▽╰)╭)

When did Uncle Haomei turn into the serious and unsmiling look he is now.I think it's because of Gideon's departure and his wife's betrayal.

When little Jack was born in the first season, he seemed really happy at that time.

So if Gideon didn't escape from BAU in such a miserable way; Haley didn't leave Uncle Yummy, I think it would be better to come here than to find a cp for Uncle Yummy again.

But I'm still confused about Haley's cheating behavior QAQ?

Don't talk about the tenth season with scumbags, Gideon is dead, I hate QAQ the most

谢谢蔬菜嫌疑犯扔的一个地雷投掷时间:2015-03-0418:08:16

☆、Bone Digger (End)

Bone Digger (End)

"Bonedigger dead?" Augustine whispered in disbelief.How could the person who gave him the middle finger before running away would commit suicide in fear of crime?

Reid also frowned. According to the profile, the 'bone digger' is a paranoid person to a certain extent. His 'great cause' has not yet been completed, and he has not even had time to take the 'glory' back from Augustine's hands.How could such a person seek death?

Hotchner's complexion was also not good-looking, he pursed his lips and had a serious face, not knowing what he was thinking.

It took a while for Augustine to calm down. He looked up at Hotchner: "I want to see his body."

Hotchner frowned slightly, hesitantly.

Augustine sensed Hotchner's embarrassment and said, "At least I want to see if that person is the prisoner who came to my ward to attack me tonight."

Hotchner nodded slightly in agreement.

Reid pursed his lips and helped Augustine up. Augustine waved his hand to decline his kindness.Although it took a lot of energy for him to toss around like this after the operation, but just getting up and taking a few steps, Augustine felt that he could still do it.

The group left the hospital and came to a park not far from the hospital. The body of 'Bonedigger' lies in the park square.

'Bonedigger' was shot in the temple, and there were charred marks, so he should have been shot at a very close range. Augustine walked to the right side of the corpse, but saw the 'Bone Digger' with round eyes and a ferocious face. Without him looking closely, Augustine knew that 'Bone Digger' must not have committed suicide.

He held the gun in his right hand, and Augustine knew at a glance that it was the same model as the gun that the prisoner who attacked him had left in his ward. The 'bone digger' is also dressed in the same clothes as the prisoner.

Augustine pursed her lips, ignoring the people from the forensic department taking pictures, stepped forward and turned the corpse over.

"What are you doing?!" The forensics department was very dissatisfied, he put down the camera in his hand to stop Augustine's movements.But he didn't take a few steps before Hotchner stopped him.

Hotchner explained a few words in a low voice, and the forensics department frowned and didn't pursue further.

Augustine glanced at the bloodstains on the white coat left by climbing straight objects, raised his eyebrows slightly, and untied the collar of 'Bone Digger' Uesugi, exposing the wound on his left shoulder to the night.

Augustine stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. He opened the hem of his clothes, checked the creases of his trousers at the waist, and then stood up.

Hotchner looked at Augustine who seemed to be in a better mood, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes: "How about it, is he the one who attacked you tonight?"

Augustine didn't answer directly. He waved his hand: "There are bloodstains from the suspect on the water pipe. Please ask the forensics department to collect some DNA samples and return them to the laboratory for comparison. I'm a little tired after a busy day today. Can I go back to the laboratory first?" Is the ward resting?"

Hotchner looked at Augustine oppressively for a while, Augustine was unmoved, and stood there with a smile on his face, raising his eyebrows provocatively.

Hotchner said in a low voice: "Mr. Jones, I hope you know that the police have been working hard to protect every citizen. It is you who have hidden something from us and finally regretted it."

Augustine shrugged, somewhat disapprovingly.But he still nodded with dignity: "It's natural."

Hotchner looked at Augustine who didn't want to say more, he finally moved his eyes to look at Reid who was worried: "Reid, take Mr. Jones back to the ward."

Reid was worried about how he would persuade them if the two had a dispute. Hearing Hotchner let go, Reid felt relieved, and he patted Augustine on the shoulder lightly: "Augustine, let's go back."

Augustine turned obediently and left the crime scene.

Along the way, Augustine bowed his head in thought, and Reid didn't know how to start the topic. In the past, when he took the initiative to provoke a topic, it would eventually become his own personal show. Although Reid wanted to ask a lot of questions, he didn't want to disturb Augustine at this time, so he hesitated again and again, and finally he didn't ask.

Back in the ward, Reid watched Augustine go to bed, thought about it and decided to leave first.Just as he opened the door, Augustine suddenly said, "Spencer, someone attacked me today, as the FBI, won't you stay and take care of my personal safety?"

Reid was slightly taken aback, and then realized that Augustine was secretly revealing to him that the 'bone digger' lying in the park was not the real culprit who attacked him tonight. Reid pursed his lips, but he still closed the door and pulled the chair beside Augustine to sit down beside Augustine's bed.

After a pause, Reid hesitated and said, "Why didn't you tell Hotchner?"

Augustine smiled. He laughed at Reid for thinking Hotchner was too omnipotent.As the leader of the BAU team that the police asked for help, although he has special authority, this authority is limited to the case of 'Bone Digger'.Now that the 'Bone Digger' has been executed, the police department in Las Vegas may wish to settle the case quickly and claim credit. Why would they let Hotchner continue the investigation?

But Augustine didn't say anything about it. Detective Reid seemed to have just entered the police station, and because of his low EQ, he couldn't understand many things well.Since Hotchner chooses to slowly present the shadow under the light to the little detective, why does he bother to be the villain?

Augustine just said: "I'm not sure if that person is the one who attacked me. After all, the sky is really dark today, isn't it? Besides, the suspect left his DNA at the window, and the forensics department will collect samples and go back for comparison." Right, won't the truth come out later? I left you just because I felt uneasy after being attacked and wanted to find someone to accompany me."

Reid pursed his lips a little white, apparently he didn't believe Augustine's words: "There are bloodstains left by rubbing straight objects on the skirt of the 'Bone Digger', but these bloodstains are messy, obviously not as smooth as water pipes I think it should be the blood stain left by climbing from the tree. Although there is a wound on his right shoulder, there is no scab from the old wound. The wound can be seen at a glance. The new injury was just injured shortly before his death. There is also his outer pants. Although the belt part was noticed by the suspect, the creases of the trousers were twisted in the same direction. It is absolutely impossible for the clothes to have such creases. Obviously, the suspect did not have enough time to tidy up the skirt after he put on the trousers for 'Bone Digger'. There are many signs that 'Bone Digger' was framed and attacked. You have someone else. Augustine, you can't help but see."

After Reid saw that he had exposed Augustine's lies, Augustine still had a flat face and looked like he was being beaten. Seeing Reid, he became angry, and his tone became a little rusty: "Mr. Jones, are we real?" I really want to protect your safety. Don’t our efforts look like a joke to you?!”

Augustine looked at Reid and got really angry, and his leisurely expression slightly retracted. For some reason, he blurted out and explained: "That's not the case. There's something else behind this incident. I just don't want to startle the snake too early."

Hearing this, Reid was still angry, but looked better, and asked, "What's the secret?"

Augustine twitched the corner of her mouth, trying to fool him.But looking at Reid, he couldn't open his mouth again. After a long time, he sighed resignedly, told the whole story of the previous attack, and concluded with one sentence: "I really can't figure it out, even you can remember that you were shot. There are still a few bullets, why did the suspect give up attacking because of the empty gun in my hand?"

The corner of Reid's mouth twitched, thinking to himself, what do you mean even if it's me?He said: "My IQ is 187."

"..." Are you saying that the stupid earthlings can't compare with you at all?

Reid explained: "In a state of high excitement, the human cerebral cortex can easily overlook some details. Maybe he doesn't remember how many shots he fired, so he thinks that the gun in your hand still has bullets, so he is afraid to shoot the mouse."

"...Maybe." Augustine agreed on the surface, but still had doubts in her heart.

Reid asked again: "Is this what your secret is referring to?"

Augustine paused, then turned to look at Reid: "Can you promise not to tell the story? I will tell you if I can."

Reid hesitated.

Seeing Reid's hesitation, Augustine immediately added: "My matter is not suitable for BAU to be involved. I treat you as a friend, so I am willing to discuss with you. If you don't want to, I will not involve you."

Reid shook his head immediately when he heard the words: "Augustine, I'm happy to help you. Well, as long as this matter doesn't endanger your life, I won't say it."

Augustine smiled wryly, how could he not endanger his life?

Reid said anxiously, "Augustine, I don't want anything to happen to you."

Augustine was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled: "It will be all right now." Then he didn't ask Reid for any more guarantees, and told his speculation: "I always thought that the one who framed me was the 'Bone Digger' ', and because of my special identity and Mr. Smith's conviction that he wanted to attack Mr. Jones was too firm, I was successfully framed by such a crude trick as the 'Bone Digger'. However, what happened to me in prison One thing planted a seed called "doubt" in my heart. I gradually thought that things might not be as simple as I imagined, and maybe there was something mixed in besides Mr. Jones, Mr.Smith, And the fourth-party forces other than 'Bone Digger'. The two attacks after I was released from prison made me confirm the possibility of this suspicion. I can't help but wonder who is framing me."

Reid couldn't help asking: "What happened to you in prison? What does the fourth party refer to?"

Augustine blinked: "Don't worry, listen to me slowly."

He paused, as if organizing his words.But Reid felt that Augustine was more like teasing him, arousing his interest, then deliberately showing off, and then watching her anxious appearance to satisfy his evil taste of teasing others.Thinking about it, Reid's cheeks puffed up a little.

Augustine smiled slightly, and before Reid blew up, he said, "Spencer, I've been wondering how 'Bonedigger' noticed I was investigating him. I've always been confident in my disguise, I believed I wasn't showing anything tells.

But 'Bonedigger' found it anyway.He even took advantage of the characteristics of my identity to deceive me severely and let me take the blame for him.

I always thought that 'Bonedigger' was as smart as me.I regarded him as an opponent, and tried every means to lure him out and defeat him.But I have to say that the final ending disappointed me.What he did after his reappearance is not worthy of his IQ in my mind.

I once suspected that this person was not the 'bone digger' I was looking for.But the evidence was overwhelming, and I had to dispel this doubt.

So, I suddenly felt that maybe the 'Bone Digger' was being used by someone?Someone informed the 'Bonedigger' of my existence, and borrowed his hand to frame me?

Thinking about it this way, I felt that I was suddenly enlightened, and many things that I couldn't understand were also explained.

I'm pretty sure the people behind this scene know me very well.He knows every move I make, so he can control me well and trap me in prison. If it wasn't for the 'Bone Digger' who couldn't hold his breath, I'm afraid my whole life would be ruined.

This person hides in the shadows, watches me, observes me.But I don't know who he is, what his purpose is, I don't even know whether he is male or female, old or young.

But I'm sure, this person hidden behind the scenes is the 'bone digger' I've been looking for!my real opponent. "

"How did you find him?" Reid asked.

"It starts with a brawl in prison..."

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☆、Augustine's puzzle 1

Augustine's Riddle 1

Augustine's face was a little gloomy when he talked about the things in the prison. He frowned and organized his words, and suddenly said: "Spencer, under what circumstances would you find a reason to attack you without knowing someone before you?"

Reid's face froze, he thought of the past in middle school, and those things still keep him up at night.When he was a child, he also asked himself countless times, why he didn't provoke others, but others treated him like that.

But Reid didn't say this. He could see that although Augustine had the same high IQ as him, he knew better than him how to get along with others-although Reid couldn't understand this point. It did—so that's not the answer Augustine was looking for.

Reid tried to answer: "I have seen all kinds of murders since I joined the BAU. Maybe the attacker doesn't really want a reason." What he really wants to say is that every victim actually wants to ask this question , but no one can get the right answer, humans are inherently complex animals.

Augustine smiled lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes. He asked again, "Spencer, do you know where people's memories are stored?"

Reid said: "The fact that people's memories are stored is still open to debate. Most people now think that people's memories are stored in the hippocampus. In fact, this statement is not entirely correct. The hippocampus was the earliest. It appeared around 1564. At that time, it was generally believed that this was the organ that controlled the sense of smell. Later, around 1900, Russian scholar Vladimir Bekhterev first proposed that the hippocampus was related to memory after a long-term observation of a patient with memory disorders. But In fact, the function of the hippocampus is in charge of the main recent memory of human beings. It is a bit like the memory of a computer. It keeps the memories within a few weeks or months vividly for quick access. However, the hippocampus of patients with amnesia does not have There is no short-term memory persistence. Hippocampus injury does not affect humans to mobilize their long-term memory. According to Biotechnology Network 2003/06/10, scientists from Harvard University and New York University jointly found out that the brain's hippocampus helps humans process long-term learning It is related to the secrets of remembering events such as sound, light, and taste. It is also called "narrative memory". Damage to the hippocampus does not affect people's "logical memory". As for the storage of long-term memory, it is controlled by the brain in many ways. Somewhere biologists are still working on it."

Seeing Reid's eyes light up and explaining the relevant knowledge of memory storage to him eloquently, Augustine felt a little stomachache. In fact, he really only needs to answer the word 'know'.

Augustine waited patiently for Reid to spread the knowledge he knew to him. Fortunately, he had a friend before who also belonged to this type of chatter.It's just that compared with Reid, that person is more self-centered, disregarding other people's feelings, and living in his own world. Augustine was able to define that person as her friend, already using the greatest tolerance in her life.

Compared with him, Reid is not intolerable.Especially after he closes his mouth, he will always realize that he has said too much, so when he looks at you with apologetic eyes, no amount of impatience will fade away.

Augustine smiled understandingly and said, "You explained well. Thank you."

Reid blushed a little, he couldn't see Augustine's humility. Reid stumbled and said, "Sorry, I've said too much. But why are you talking about this all of a sudden? Does it have anything to do with what happened to you in prison?"

The corner of Augustine's mouth was a bit bitter, he hesitated for a moment and stretched out his right palm, and put the palm in front of Reid's eyes, so that he could clearly see the words on his hand.

"If you think there is a person with beautiful eyes, please call him 'Spencer·Reid'." Reid read the words gently, he blinked, and the expression on his face