[Comprehensive British and American] The male god takes home

Teddy wiped his face, and finally answered the phone: "I'm tired, I said everything will be over today. Me, these agents... will be over today" before hanging up the phone.

"What does he mean?" Sergeant Frank obviously felt something was wrong.

"Meaning he decided it was game over."

"He was going to kill the hostages and then commit suicide."

The phone rang again.

"Senior officers can help you, they are not the enemy, Dr. Teddy." Reid tried to use the information gathered by JJ and Garcia to convince the suspect.

The suspect who was no longer expecting anything shot down the phone: "There will never be any more."

"It's not gone yet."

【I know】

"You said that once the chip is removed, it will disappear." Apparently Teddy also began to doubt Leo, "It's still there."

【Then there must be others here】

"But you said there was only one, Leo."

[OK, Leo, the name of the fantasy object. ]

Reid watched the suspect sitting on a chair talking alone, and quickly deleted valid information

"Feel the buzz, the heat, Dr. Teddy..."

"No, Reid."

"It's okay Elle."

"Another agent here?" The gun was pointed at Reid momentarily.

"You know there isn't one, and if there is, Leo will tell you."

[Don't listen to him, Ted. 】

"Make it stop." Teddy crumbled and held his head.

"I know what that sound is like."

【He wants to play tricks on you. 】

Recalling the distrust revealed in the suspect's self-talk before, Reid was persuasive, "That voice won't stop, it keeps talking, using you like a child."

【He's talking nonsense, I'm not him, he's lying. 】

"You're lying." Teddy's voice trembled.

"This is Leo talking, not you, Dr. Teddy." Reid put himself into the suspect's worldview, "Why don't you let him think for himself, Leo?"

"Did you see him?" Teddy seemed to find support, and put down his pistol.

"Of course, he's there." Reid took it for granted.

【Kill the child】

Reid doesn't give Teddy's fantasy a chance to speak again: "Why don't you let him make up his own mind?"

【kill him】

"Those voices, they helped you, didn't they, they are the source of your thoughts." Reid stood up with some excitement and shared and discussed this feeling with Teddy, like a friend who understands him and understands him,

"You stay home when other kids are out playing, you read, you learn, you think...the voices never stop, they help you understand things that no one else thought of."

Teddy's expression gradually relaxed, and tears of joy were revealed on his face when he finally met his kind.

"When you grow up, it becomes almost a... a responsibility, right? A responsibility to use that ability, use your knowledge."

"The theory of strain, the theory of everything." Teddy began to communicate with Reid.

【Kill him, Teddy! 】

"The theory encompasses all strains and unifies all theories." Reid saw the tolerance of the same kind in his eyes. "Interestingly, most people say that the strain theory cannot be verified because there is no such mathematical tool. But you You see it, right?"

For a while, the carriage was extremely quiet, which was the resonance of the two geniuses.

"You can see the different arrangements of the unified dimension, and the effect of gravity makes them cancel each other out. You, you see them, don't you, Dr. Teddy." As Reid, a doctor of mathematics, smoothly walked into the lonely world that only Teddy saw, " You can see them because you have tools, and your mind is that tool."

[He's one of those people, Teddy, one of them]

"Shut up!" Teddy finally yelled at the imaginary Leo.

Gideon, who couldn't wait for a long time, got out of the command vehicle and planned to break through.

"If you think about it, you'll see that you can stop him by getting to know him, by realizing that he's a liar, and that he's wise to do you bad things. I need you to be sure of that, Dr. Teddy. "

Teddy became more and more suspicious of Leo, and while he was in a daze, Reid immediately rushed forward, trying to hold his hands.

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"boom!"

Gideon's footsteps stopped, his face was full of shock, and he rushed to the carriage.

Everyone in the car looked like they had survived the disaster. The suspect Teddy was shot and lost his mobility by a weak man who was always cowering and holding a briefcase with a hidden gun. Reid clutched the pistol he had snatched at the last moment, watching Gideon snap back to his senses: "We need an ambulance."

All the chaos is over

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Dr. Teddy, who was lying on the stretcher, temporarily got rid of the influence of schizophrenia, as if he had changed back to the genius and wise doctor, and kept apologizing.

Morgan stared at him for a while, then replied, "It's a bit late."

"Gideon, can you tell them that I don't need to go to the hospital." Elle, who had a skin on her forehead, was helpless at everyone's fuss.

"Rules are rules." Gideon relaxed, ignoring the group members' calls for help, and continued to play the previous high-ranking government official who only talked about rules in a good mood. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine, Dad." Elle also cooperated with Gideon, who was acting like a funny dad at this moment.

Gideon, who couldn't keep up with the young man's teasing, chose to leave, but stopped halfway: "Elle."

"what?"

"Don't call me dad again."

"What do you think he thinks about being called mother?" Elle, who was leaning on the trunk of the car, pretended to ask the little doctor's opinion beside her.

Reid raised his eyebrows, and replied seriously: "Tell me when you want to do that, and then I will slip away first." After speaking, he laughed first.

"Reid, you seem to have saved my life by being there."

"Like? I saved your life." The little doctor was a little proud, "And I'm sure it can be seen on the video tape."

"You know, what you said to Teddy there, that, you know what it's like?"

"This guy is a psychopath with hallucinations. I'm melting into his fantasy, entering his world, and empathizing with him. It's a way." Speaking of this, he seemed to have figured out something, and hugged his teammates comfortingly , Reid got up and left, walking towards his girlfriend not far away.

[Yes, into unsub thinking.The last time Museum Green should have used this method to convince the suspect.It's because I have a PhD in mathematics and because... I understand schizophrenia, so why can Green understand the suspect's heart?Speaking of which, before... that's enough, stop, I shouldn't be profiling my girlfriend.After all, I myself...]

Although the case was over, Reid's heart became more and more heavy.

Seeing Reid walking towards him, the gloom on Gu Yan's face finally dissipated, his eyes filled with joy that couldn't be hidden, and he was bewildered and flustered.

[Why, Reid knows the suspect's state of mind very well this time, isn't Morgan usually responsible for bringing in the unsub mentality.Is the psychology of profilers so good?still……]

Although he is not good at profiling, the expression on Reid's face makes Gu Yan feel like he is about to lose him, even though he has just escaped from danger and returned to his side.After running for a few steps, Gu Yan jumped and hung on the tall and thin little doctor: "You are not him, you are different from him. Promise me to negotiate less in this way in the future, okay? You are good enough, you saved me So many people." Anxiously speaking incoherently.

Subconsciously hugging the weight that crashed into his arms, he saw the girl's rare panic, overlapping with the image in the dream of stumbling and opening her heart to herself.Buried in the girl's neck, let the once very familiar smell of bath liquid on Gu Yan surround him.

Thank you for being there every time I need you and giving me confidence.

The author has something to say:

Well, both treasures found that there was a problem with each other.I really want to make trouble.

There is only the last big case left, let's make a big one :) Don't you think about using a message to call for a stroller?

You hard-working "not" authors made a cover for themselves (:3_ヽ)_Special soul, special image, there is nothing wrong with carrying an unknown hero on your shoulders.Make a wave of advertisements for yourself, and you can ask me to draw the cover in the future, I can draw normal pictures!