[Zhongyingmei] Miss Luck

After Natasha and the others left, the flower shop returned to its usual deserted state.The sun, which was still in the sky, has gradually slanted westward, and the weather has been sunny for the past two days, but all the feelings about the beautiful weather have disappeared after learning that Hall was brutally murdered.

Of course, in all fairness, Winnie didn't have a deep friendship with her, and didn't even meet her a few times, so it wasn't to the point where she kept this matter in her heart all day and all night.But people should have the minimum sense of justice and compassion, and such cruel killing of a stranger made Winnie unbearable.

Just like the painful memories brought to her by the Death Eaters, Winnie wished that she now had the ability to turn back time and knock down these vicious sources that should not exist in the world one by one.

Even though Strange's admonition and the temperature of holding her wrist on the side of the road echoed in her mind occasionally, but Winnie couldn't do nothing like the previous few times.

A person's ideas and ideas will change over time, and everyone always hopes that they can get better.Of course Winnie knew that there were many problems in her character, such as cowardice, cowardice, and evasion of reality. These were the chains of the abyss that held her in the mud, but she still yearned for the bright sky.

It may take a lifetime to eliminate all the shortcomings of a body, it is very painful, and it may even be impossible, but it is worth it.

Winnie wants to take the first step to change from now on.

At sunset, the golden afterglow spreads on the floor at the door, and the dazzling halo has soft colors.Just like Winnie's suddenly enlightened mood.

The door was pushed open.

It was the regular customer that Winnie remembered.The man in the suit just got off work from the company, holding a bulging briefcase.

Winnie was about to close the door, but when she saw the guests, she stopped in the act of picking up the shoulder bag on the shelf.

"good evening."

The other party raised the corners of his mouth slightly, even though the weather got warmer, the other party's pale face did not turn rosy.Winnie felt that his smile was as pale as this one, with a hint of melancholy.

Winnie responded, "Good evening."

Because it was approaching her usual closing time, Winnie didn't really want to sell another bouquet of flowers. After all, the money she earned from the flower shop for a month might not be enough to make up for the water, electricity and rent of the flower shop. Expenses, this time, Winnie would rather take the earlier subway.

"Is it going to close? It seems that I disturbed you."

When facing Winnie, the elite man in a suit seemed too cramped, as if his smooth tongue in project negotiations was useless.He took a deep breath and slowly sank it into his chest, trying to calm down his rapid heartbeat.And these, Winnie didn't know.

The guests were all here, and those thoughts in Winnie's mind were only fleeting.

"Just getting ready, sir, what flowers do you want to buy today?" She came out, shook her head to deny the "excuse me" that the other party said, and then asked him seriously.

"Snow mountain. Is there any this time?"

Winnie still remembered the question he asked last time, but she didn't expect that the other party had a special liking for Bai Meigui.Today, the glass vases that usually hold snow mountain roses are filled with freshly cut roses.

Winnie walked up to the Snow Mountain Rose, bent down and counted the number, and was about to ask the other party how many they wanted, when her movements stopped suddenly.

The man was originally following her, but when he saw her stand up from a half-bowed waist and then slowly straighten up, he stood where he was and did not continue to move forward, only his chest rose and fell faintly excitedly following his motionless gaze. ups and downs.

"I thought what you wanted was Fendra."

Winnie's words sounded so ordinary that they were just casual mentions.

"No, Winnie, the Fendra that others are used to is not good enough for you."

The man's words were as soft as whispering to himself. When he called Winnie, his voice was soft and soothing, but it sounded like a cold and wet reptile in Winnie's ears.

As the other party's voice fell, Winnie immediately ran towards the counter.

She should have carried her wand close to her body during this time, not in her shoulder bag!

As Winnie sprints to the shelf behind the counter, the man reveals to Winnie the real secret in his bulging briefcase.

"Winnie, why did you run away? I admire you so much, can't you feel it at all?"

Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, Winnie changed her face, but she still looked calm, and her steps stopped for a second before continuing to run.

"The sound of gunfire will draw others to you immediately, and you can't escape."

Winnie responded with a quick shot from the man close to where Winnie had landed.

"Winnie, I'm so fascinated by your innocence. With a silencer on the gun, and cars blaring outside, who would notice?"

The first shot missed Winnie, the man's aim was not in the category of a precise sharpshooter, but he took several shots quickly and calmly.A shot passed through Winnie's calf, and the burning sensation from the bullet marks and the tingling pain on the skin made Winnie's calf go limp.

The man on the opposite side held a gun like this, and shot at Winnie without hesitation.These bullets failed one after another, but the opponent's goal was not to shoot them.The glass vases shattered one by one, and Winnie had to dodge back and forth.

If it wasn't for the wand not being at hand, Winnie would have just given him a faint.

In the end, even if Winnie was not hit by the bullet, she still had several bullet scratches on her body.But the other party walked towards Winnie step by step confidently, without reloading new bullets.

"You are smarter and braver than I thought."

Winnie was sullen, ignoring the man's words. Just as he was about to approach, Winnie preemptively clamped the man's right hand with one hand, forcing him to let go of the pistol painfully.

The man really didn't expect that the exquisite and indifferent beauty in front of him would be so ruthless. The timing of Winnie's attack was very clever, which made the man unprepared. Because of the twisted wrist, he let go of the pistol in pain. The gun fell to the ground with a bang.

And he was also irritated by Winnie's actions, his pale face flushed with anger, he took out the knife hidden in his arms and stabbed Winnie's arm mercilessly.

"hiss--"

The stabbed wound was far more painful than the bruises from the bullets. Even though Winnie knew that she must not let go at this time, the hand that twisted the criminal's right hand still loosened because of the pain in the wound.The man broke free.

Winnie used a lot of force just now, and the criminal's wrist was already bruised. He turned cold and gave Winnie a hard look.The uninjured hand hugged Winnie vigorously, took out a towel and tightly covered Winnie's mouth and nose.

Winnie knew what he was doing immediately after inhaling the peculiar smell in her nasal cavity. Although she was struggling constantly, the strength of her struggle was still getting smaller and smaller.And her drowsy brain can only vaguely judge how bad her situation is going to be.

In the end, Winnie only heard whispers in her ears.

"Sleep, my white lover, my white rose."

On the other hand, the BAU team watched the clock tick by as everyone did everything they could to catch the criminal before he set his sights on his next victim.

The autopsy results obtained by the forensic doctor supported their guess.

"The criminal's childhood was not happy, and the reason came from elders such as his mother or grandmother. Judging from the bruises on the bodies of these victimized women who were tied with ropes, it was only released after death. This shows that the criminal Subconsciously, he doesn’t have the confidence to subdue a woman who is physically weaker than him. And he must have weapons by his side, guns or knives, maybe both.”

Morgan looked at the victim's information: "But he is very bold, because he is the target of 'temporary decision'."

Rhett glanced at it: "There is an incentive."

"The flower language of white roses. Innocence and flawlessness. The criminal felt that these victims violated these beautiful fantasies of women in his heart, so he attacked them in anger. There were no traces of being violated on these victims, because the criminal felt that they were 'unclean' '."

"The first victim had an affair a year ago, and the latter two victims were also very good friends of the opposite sex."

Hotchner shared the news they had just found.He stared intently at the three photos of the victim's face scratched.This outrage seemed to pour out of the photo, and everyone could feel the malice and anger of this arrogant criminal.

"Start with the investigation of the first victim's relationship! You will be caught having an affair, and the criminal must at least be familiar with the victim's family situation."

Reid leaned over and pointed to the photo: "The colleagues of the first victim should be excluded." The No.1 victim was a nurse.

"Judging from the cut surface of the wound, the wound on the face is rough and uneven, and it is a non-professional."

Most likely a neighbor or relative who lives nearby.

But at this moment, the BAU members received a call from Strange, one of the people they had previously asked questions about.

The man's serious and anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Winnie Stuart, who was questioned with me that day, is missing."

The author has something to say: I was busy at school yesterday QAQ