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"Aaron Hotchner."

"David Rossi."

"Emily Prentiss."

"Jennifer Jeange, everyone calls me JJ."

"Penelope Garcia."

"Meng Yin." She took a closer look at the seven people. Their auras were all upright, obviously the good ones among the good ones or the ones who had accumulated great merit.Sure enough, people are divided into groups by kind, and so on, Meng Yin suddenly thought, what is it if she stays with Sherlock?

Are you a brat yourself?No, no, no, she quickly shook her head, shaking this terrible thought out of her head.She's a good kid, unlike Sherlock, hum(ˉ(∞)ˉ)chirp.

After everyone introduced each other and exchanged some pleasantries, Meng Yin learned that the other party was a department called BUA of the FBI in the United States. Listening, it seemed very powerful.

At this time, the food finally came. Although Sherlock had no time to eat because he had found a "new friend", Meng Yin couldn't care less, she was really hungry!Therefore, she picked up the chopsticks and swept them wildly.Although the movements are fast, they are not rude, after all, they were trained by Grandma Chen.

Rhett and Sherlock had a very happy chat, and then saw someone's turbulent movements, and the whole person was dumbfounded.Knowing how to use chopsticks is already very good, but she can use them so quickly, I really can't believe it!

So, what is the remote principle?How did she exert herself?The little angel Rhett abandoned Sherlock and began to concentrate on studying Meng Yin's movements.He hoped that after researching, he would be able to use chopsticks so well without being laughed at by Morgan.

"Give up." Sherlock looked at Rhett, "You can't be like her."

"I think I can do it, as long as I can clearly see her force, distinguish the principle, and calculate the calculation result, it will definitely work." Reid refused to give up, this was the first time he saw someone use chopsticks so well, he I will never give up.

"..." Sherlock felt that he should not break his expectations.Although this Reid's IQ and thinking can keep up with him in everything, but his physical fitness is completely useless.You can't even compare yourself, do you still want to compare to Meng Yin?

He remembered that Meng Yin said that her every move was trained.In other words, it is not something that ordinary people can learn, and it is even more useless to just watch it.Sherlock thinks he is a good person, so don't pierce a child's naive fantasy.

Meng Yin: Meow meow?You are a good guy?

"Red." Hochner called Rhett, and he could already see that the lady was a little uncomfortable.No matter how big-hearted a person is, he still feels a little uncomfortable being stared at so directly.

It was reminded that Rhett also noticed Meng Yin's discomfort at this time, and he didn't know where to put his hand, "Well, I'm sorry, I just..."

"It's okay, I'm just not so hungry now, so I eat a little slowly." Meng Yin sighed in her heart, what a good child, shy and sensible, completely different from a certain bear child around her.She glanced at a certain bear child sadly.

The bear boy glanced back at her.Don't think he doesn't know what's going on in her heart, cut!

"You two have such a good relationship." Rhett sighed, but immediately attracted the four eyes of two people, "Um, what are you looking at?" Did he say something wrong?

"You read it wrong, we have a bad relationship!"

"You should see an eye doctor!"

"Humph!" ×2

Reid took a step back and turned his head to think about the eyes of his colleagues asking for help, what should we do?He won't handle this! All the people in BAU immediately pretended that they were eating seriously, and they were not prepared to help at all.Hahaha, Rhett who is at a loss is also quite cute!

"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening!" The door was pushed open, and a tall man in a windbreaker walked in. He shouted at the people in the restaurant, but strangely, his attitude was very gentlemanly. "Today is a wonderful night. In order to make you more happy, I specially prepared a gift for you." As he spoke, he took out a gun from his windbreaker and pointed it at the people in the restaurant.

There were screams in the dining room, which fell into a deathly silence after the man shot the ceiling.No one dared to say another word.

The expressions of all BAU people changed, as did the expressions of Sherlock and Meng Yin.But the difference is that the BAU members are all trying to figure out how to escape from the predicament, but Sherlock is sitting very comfortably in his seat.Red hid under the table and kept pulling on his new friend's clothes, hoping that he would hide too.

"Little doctor," Sherlock looked down at him, his gray-green eyes were full of teasing, "You should watch carefully, and the next moment is to witness the miracle."

"???" Rhett was at a loss. Could his new friend be a... so what.

The man was very satisfied when he saw the dead silence in the restaurant.Holding the gun, he walked in slowly, as if walking on a red carpet, "I only have one request, I want to find someone, as long as you hand her over, I will not make things difficult for you. How about it?" ? It’s a good deal, right?”

Meng Yin and Sherlock were just blocked by the screen, so he didn't see the other two sitting up straight and eating. "Her name is Meng Yin, she is a flower grower, and she is very easy to recognize."

"Looking for me?" Meng Yin stopped her chopsticks and pushed the front screen aside, "Hey, are you looking for me?" Although the person's pronunciation was weird, she confirmed that she was talking about herself.

The man immediately turned around and pointed his gun at Meng Yin. A strange look appeared on his face, "You are Meng Yin? A flower planter? From Cambridge?"

"Yes!" Meng Yin smiled at him, her eyes were moist, she looked very innocent and cute, "I'm sure the Meng Yin you're talking about is me, but I don't know you!"

"It's okay, I don't know you either." The man's eyes were full of killing intent, "One told me that as long as I kill you, I will be free."

Meng Yin sniffled, "I seem to smell a familiar smell on you."

Looking at the two of them, Hotchner's face became more serious. He hid behind the table, ready to take a few steps forward.

"Mr. Hotchner, it's better for you to stay where you are now." Sherlock noticed Hotchner's movements, knew that he wanted to save Meng Yin, and stopped him.

"Why?" Hotchina didn't understand, aren't they lovers?Why is Mr. Holmes so calm and not let anyone rescue her?

Penelope peeked out a pair of eyes from under the tablecloth, and gave Sherlock a contemptuous look. Hmph, she hates such bad men the most!When she goes back, she must dig out all the bottom of this person, leaving nothing behind!

Sherlock looked at Meng Yin with a very calm voice, "You guys will get in the way, Meng Yin, it's fine to be alone."

"???" The BAU staff glanced at the cute and petite Ms. Meng, and then at the tall and burly Mr. Holmes sitting there, deeply feeling that Ms. Meng had chosen the wrong person.Even if his skills are a little better than ordinary people, but he is still a person, how can he have the ability to compete with guns?

That's right, as profilers, they could tell from Meng Yin's hands that she was not an ordinary person, but she would still be injured by a gun.That body is made of flesh, not steel.

"She is not human, she is a celestial master."

"???"

The man seemed to have only Meng Yin in his eyes, "As long as I kill you, as long as I kill you, I can be free, and I don't have to obey his orders anymore. So, you go to see God!" ’ He smiled and pulled the trigger.

"What's going on?" The man was about to hear the pleasant sound of the gun, but found that his gun couldn't be used at all. "What's going on?"

Meng Yin withdrew her hand and pretended that she hadn't flew out a talisman, "I just sent you a small thing with your gun, so it stopped working. By the way, the person who sent you didn't tell you that I am different from ordinary people." Is it the same?" She was sure that the person in front of her had been in close contact with her bad luck charm, but it wasn't attached to him.

Ever since she came to London, Meng Yin clearly remembered that she had only pasted a bad luck charm on one person, and that was the person who pretended to be Sherlock's admirer in the subway.Ah, is it really Sherlock who caused trouble again?I don't feel like I don't want to be rewarded.

"It's impossible!" The man desperately pulled the trigger, only to find that it really didn't work at all.Angrily, he threw the gun to the ground and took out a dagger, "I will definitely kill you today!!!"

Meng Yin kicked the man who was rushing towards him. He flew several meters away and didn't stop until he hit the wall.He struggled to get up, but fell to the ground vomiting blood.

"Hey, he clearly knows that I am not an ordinary person, and he sent you to die. It seems that you should be an abandoned son." Meng Yin walked towards him, slowly, more gracefully than the movement he just entered the door.

It's so meow, let no one eat today, do you know that she is very hungry! ! !

Meng Yin drew out the money sword, and while he was doing it, he murmured, "I don't believe in God, even if I die, I won't go back to see God. Besides, if I really went, they wouldn't dare to accept me! You How dare you interrupt my meal? Do you know what it means to eat the emperor? With me, as long as you don’t die, you have to eat first! I will replace your kindergarten teacher and teach you the principles of life !!!”

Because he was not a monster, Meng Yin didn't use his spiritual power, but simply beat him with the money sword.It's just that, looking at the marks on his face, this attack will not be so light.

Sherlock turned his head and glanced at all the petrochemical BAU personnel, and smiled, very... the villain, "See? If you passed by just now, wouldn't you be holding back?"

"No, no, no, it's impossible, it's unscientific!" Reid refused what he saw just now, but he really saw it.A piece of paper flew out of that Miss Meng's hand. The soft and thin paper could fly by itself? ? ?On top of that, that piece of paper blocked the muzzle of the gun and the gun was no longer usable.

How is this possible? Was it just a play?But... Rhett looked up at the ceiling, it was indeed a real gun, and, that man was really kicked away, several meters away! ! !

Mom, I think my worldview might be a bit off, but maybe it can be salvaged!

"Wow, she must be the fairy of the legendary florist!!!" Penelope came out from under the table, very happy, "I think we can be friends."

BAU: As long as you are... happy, let's save our worldview first.

"No, I think it's the work of flower growers." Reid felt that he should not think wildly, but should guess in the direction of science. "I have read some books, and the martial arts of the flower growers are indeed very powerful. Maybe Miss Meng is the master of martial arts of the flower growers!"

Penelope snorted, "Anyway, I believe, she must be a little fairy."

"Garcia, we have to believe in science, you..." Reid felt that he should popularize science with his colleagues, but Penelope expressed a clear refusal.

Sherlock ignored them, walked towards Meng Yin, and grabbed her hand, "If you keep beating him, he will go to the hospital."

Meng Yin put away the money sword, took out his mobile phone, found a person in the address book, and called.

"You want Green?"

"If you have trouble, find uncle the policeman. This is taught by the teacher." Meng Yin said confidently, "Also, he is Greg, not Green!"

Sherlock blinked, "It's all the same."

Meng Yin felt that when Detective Inspector Lestrade didn't answer the phone, he should light the wax for him first, a whole row of the kind.

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When typing BUA's name, I really wanted to type English, and then silently typed the Chinese translation_(:зゝ∠)_

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