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Elle hasn't been alone with Jessie for a long time. In fact, it hasn't been long. Counting from the time when she was shot by the doctor when she was a child, to when she returned from Guantanamo today, it's not too much, not too little, just a week.

For a whole week, Elle was so hungry... Looking at the little doctor lying next to her, Elle rubbed herself into that warm embrace.He stared at Jessie eagerly with his eyes open.

Jessie noticed the little flames burning in Elle's eyes, snickered inwardly, and asked mischievously, "Is it cold?"

Elle doesn't feel cold, she only feels hot... However, the little doctor hugged herself without fear of death, and said in a seductive voice, "Since it's cold, I'll sleep with you in my arms."

When Elle was in a daze, she already involuntarily lay in Jessie's arms.The little doctor bowed his head sideways and kissed Elle, and slowly raised himself up.

Elle, who was lying on the bottom, looked at the little doctor who closed her eyes and leaned over to kiss her. The distance between the two was too close, and she saw Jessie's slightly flushed face and her eyelashes trembling because of nervousness.With joy in her heart, she put her arms around the neck of the person in front of her, responding to the little doctor's clumsy and jerky kiss.

Jessie, who has been gaining the upper hand during this period of time, gradually has a bit of knowledge. Although her technical content is not high, she still has some progress compared with before.

The complacent Jessie didn't notice that Elle's arms around her neck spread down her back and gathered around her waist and abdomen. Jessie only felt her waist tighten and she was pushed down below.

Elle smoothed out the broken hair on Jessie's forehead, and with the other hand, she unbuttoned Jessie's pajamas with ease, and lowered her head to press a deep kiss on the wound on her left chest.

"Elle..." Jessie's voice sounded a little tender in the night.

"Your stitches have just been removed, and you can't do strenuous exercise yet..." Elle ignored Jessie's tone of discussion, and sealed the little doctor's rebuttal with a kiss, "Lie down, my little doctor..."

You can't do strenuous exercise when the stitches are removed from the wound... Jessie remembered that she said this to Elle secretly not long ago, but she didn't expect that she would be pressed down for the same reason soon...

Feng Shui turns, and it is true.

Jessie could barely get up the next day.

The black-bellied little doctor blamed all the blame on Elle, who was sleeping and smiling. This guy's understanding of "vigorous exercise" was absolutely biased.Of course, she was beaten to death and was unwilling to admit the fact that she was too easily suppressed...

Jessie squinted her eyes halfway, quietly looking at Elle who was still asleep with her arm on her pillow, took her hand that was resting on her body, and brought it to her lips for a soft kiss.Sensing the restless movement of the little doctor, Elle waved her hand, her eyelashes flickering, "I'm so tired, let's sleep for a while..."

"I'm going to be late for work..." Jessie reached out and rubbed Elle's hair, pamperingly pressed a kiss between her eyebrows, and stood up to get out of bed.The soreness coming from her whole body made her subconsciously groan.

"Let me pull you up..." Hearing the little doctor's voice, Elle opened her eyes, and looked at the annoyed Jessie with a smirk.

It's time to find some physical training with Morgan... Jessie stretched her muscles and thought sadly.

"Personality is divided into nine types, and you must belong to one of them. And this type is your basic personality type. A person's basic personality type will not change, even in real life, due to certain factors, and There are all kinds of changes, but even though your basic personality type may have some hidden or adjusted parts, it doesn't really change." Reid gushed in the office.

"Then what type of personality do I belong to?" Hotch saw that Morgan got up and looked for his own 5 minutes, and Elle and Jessie hadn't come yet, so he simply sat across from Reid and asked seriously.

"Self-absorbed type." Reid said after three seconds of contemplation.

"?" Hotch froze for a moment. "Narciss? Am I self-centered?"

"But you always overreact to criticism..." Reid thought seriously, "And you are unsmiling, easy to give others the illusion that you are self-centered."

"No..." Hotch retorted, "narcissism is a personality disorder, and I'm not a personality disorder..."

Elle walked slowly into the office with Jessie, who walked a little bit on the arm, and saw Hotch and Reid discussing the issue of 'narcissistic personality' in a rigid manner.

"It's hard to come by..." JJ held the document and stood behind them with Emily, with a smile on his tone. "I can't bear to bother them both."

After finishing speaking, he leaned against Jessie's ear and whispered, "Tie the first button, your neck...Friendly reminder..."

Jessie blushed, subconsciously lifted the neckline up, and responded softly, "Thank you for reminding me, in return, your neck...cough cough..."

JJ tightened the scarf on his chest, raised his eyes and gave Emily a look, and walked towards Hotch with red ears. "You have to suspend your discussion, but we have a new case."

"In 1996, this man's rib was found in Rose Desert Park. This morning..." JJ called up two photos, "It was found almost in the same place."

"Ten years apart..." Emily frowned, "It's been too long... Are there any similarities?"

"Yes," Reid replied, "lost ribs as well."

"It was removed by surgery." Jessie's heart sank, looking for Gidoen's figure.

"Unknown person travels between states." Hotch looked at the people at the conference table, "He is a mobile crime."

"All the cases in the past 30 years..." Gidoen walked in with a cardboard box in his arms, "He has been busy killing people in these ten years... Don't worry, these cases are just the tip of the iceberg." He walked to the screen and murmured, "We've met the greatest murderer ever..."

"Let's go, let's go to Nevada."

Jessie walked last, looking worriedly at Gideon who was the first to walk out the door.

"What's wrong..." JJ noticed the melancholy in Jessie's eyes that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"I don't know..." Jessie shook her head, "Tell Gracia to keep an eye on the school bus situation in that area."

"school bus?"

"It would be better if the routes of all school buses could be tracked in real time."

"Ok."

A group of people hurried to Route 80.

"George, here they come." The local police station reported to the sheriff.

"George Davison." A lean woman held out her hand to Hotch. "I'm the sheriff for this area."

"I'm Aaron Hotchner, this is Derek Morgan, and Doctor Jessie." Hotch pointed to Gidoen, who walked far away alone, "This gentleman who occasionally forgets to be polite is Jason Gideon."

"The unknown person is left-handed and knows anatomy well." Jessie looked at the corpse and said to Hotch and Morgan, "He burned the aorta."

"Why?" Morgan asked, before reacting, "Prevent blood flow?"

Jessie nodded, "Remember the first case I joined? He took their ribs, and they should have been made into musical instruments."

"Can a rib be made into a flute?" Hotch shook his head.

"No." Jessie clapped her hands and stood up, "But it can be made into a whistle or... a wind chime or something."

"Interesting quirk..." Morgan pulled out his phone, "I'm calling Gracia.

"Blood tests showed that each victim was injected with a large amount of ketamine." Hotch led a group back to Baoshan Police Station.

"A tranquilizer given to horses," Jessie added, "that is, the victim was... fully conscious during the death process."

"There's a lunatic locked up here..." Elle came over and handed the things in her hands to Gidoen. "Here's what she holds in her hand, a bone whistle..."

"I set up checkpoints at every intersection in town, stopping every trailer, truck, station wagon." The sheriff got up and walked out. "He can't escape."

"And the school bus."

"School bus?" Elle looked at Jessie. "The profile shows he's a sadist. He wouldn't hurt children."

"But he might use children as a threat." Jessie wasn't too sure. "JJ marked all the places where the criminals dumped their bodies, Salt Lake City, Sacramento, Lincoln... He traveled from east to west in a certain month of each year, crossed every state, and emptied out before entering Baoshan His car...is like..."

"It's like he's here on vacation." Hotch stared deeply. "Why?"

"I talked to that lunatic." Gideon touched his chin. "Her name is Jane. She has been claiming that she was abducted by aliens...According to the description, she is likely to be the only one who escaped from the murderer."

"She said he had beautiful eyes." Emily looked at the bone whistle. "He couldn't see fear in the victim's eyes. Could that be why he let her live?"

"And then he kept coming back for decades... just to find her?" Reid reacted, "Is he killing so many people because he couldn't find Jane?"

"It's not clear yet." Gideon played with the whistle in his hand, and signaled the police station on the side to return it to Jane, "Go and investigate around her house." He turned to look at Jessie, "You and Elle stay here to support."

Jessie and Elle stayed at the police station and continued to look at the map sent by JJ, every interstate marked the location of the body. Not long after Gideon and the others left, Gracia's phone call came in a hurry.

"I'm tracking the traffic flow in this area, and I have a strange discovery..." Gracia's voice came immediately after pressing the speakerphone, "There is a school bus that disappeared after passing the last checkpoint."

"Can you find the general direction?" Jessie's heart tightened.

"200 meters to the west of the desert." Gracia quickly typed a few times on the keyboard, "Then the positioning is turned off."

"I see, send me the final location." Jessie got up and wanted to leave.

"I'll go with you." Elle also stood up.

Jessie shook her head. "You stay here until I get back. Tell Hotch that a school bus is missing."

"You have to be careful." Elle looked at the darkening sky, "There are a lot of hyenas in the desert."

Jessie nodded, gave Elle a relieved look, put on her gun and went out the door.

The author has something to say: I stayed up all night to catch up on a chapter (I missed the time to update on time at zero o'clock...)

I didn’t expect that I would update the text suddenly, right? (狗头)

☆、Frank