[Comprehensive] The sea of ​​stars

bau's weekends are... oh, sorry, bau doesn't have weekends_(:3ゝ∠)_

Reid was in a good mood, with a big smile on his face, greeted his colleagues, and put his briefcase on the seat.

"Hey, Honey Boy, you had a nice smile just now, you should show it to Anya."

Morgan put one hand on the table, blocked Rhett's way, and smiled maliciously.

When Morgan said this, Rhett couldn't help but think of the sweet and gentle good morning Anya sent in the morning, and his face suddenly turned red.He evasively tried to avoid the topic, but Morgan smirked and focused on the word Anya.

Morgan said that he likes to see Honey Boy being so shy and trying to refute him. By the way, several of his colleagues also enjoy the boy's performance very much, so, Rhett, you don't need to use your eyes for help. Looking at Gordon, he will definitely not help you.

Reid withdrew his pitiful gaze, coughed lightly, and said with a straight face on purpose: "Morgan, 70.00% of girls will not expect a smile from a strange boy, and 20.00% of girls can accept and give kind compliments. Ten out of ten girls will just give you a look and walk away."

"Oh, Rhett, I didn't even know that such data was stored in your brain." Morgan leaned forward and back with a smile, hooking Rhett's neck with his upper hand.Is such a serious nonsense person really their little doctor who has no sense of humor?

"Red, Anya is not the girl in your data."

Gordon couldn't help laughing too.Rhett was the youngest boy in the group and a genius who lost his fun, and Gordon always hoped that he could take life easy, just like he was just now.

Yes, she is a very, special girl.Rhett thought of that soft kiss on the cheek, the girl's soft hair slid over his shoulder, the pure eyes met, the breath was tangled, it was... shameful.The innocent little doctor blushed again because of his thoughts, and lowered his head nervously and shyly.

Morgan moved closer to Rhett, and said a few more jokes, but a picture also appeared in his mind-in the endless darkness, the girl who suddenly approached had bright eyes, and her warm hand tightly held his arm, as if in the past. His feeble body injected a fresh force.

"Hey, folks, as much as I hate to interrupt your pleasant conversation, honey, we have a case."

JJ was holding a stack of documents, his high-heeled shoes were stomping, and he passed by Morgan and the others. He hurriedly walked towards the conference room with a helpless smile on his face.

Morgan and the others looked serious and followed.

"Five children in Delaware are missing. The last missing person, five-year-old Roy, was last seen in a park in the city center at [-]:[-] this morning." JJ said while recording Send out the detailed case documents.

"There are quite a lot of people in the park in the city center. If the unknown person can take the child away, he must be someone who looks very safe."

Gordon opened the file, and saw five little girls with pale blond hair, with beautiful dimples when they smiled, innocent and happy eyes, smiling brightly at him.He flipped through the photos and calmly analyzed: "They are all girls with blond hair, most of them are between five and seven years old. It seems that there are unknown people who are purposely selected targets."

"A purposeful selection, indicating that the unknown person may have pedophile tendencies, and the greatest satisfaction can be obtained from such girls."

Emily frowned. This type of unknown character was the type she hated the most, and it was also the most terrifying type.

Reid held the document, stood up, and spoke very quickly: "There are only one percent of cases like this in a year, but most of these missing people are dead. Children who were abducted and murdered Among them, 40.00% of the four died within the first hour, after one hour, their death discipline dropped drastically, and 70.00% of the five died after three hours. Virtually all of the children died after 24 hours."

"However, look at this case." Morgan spread out the documents on the table, and then Reid's words continued to analyze: "The first child has been missing for fifty hours, and her body has not been found, nor any victims. Signs. Why?! Why do unknown people keep these children, while still abducting them, taking great risks?"

"Okay, I think we should go to the police station first, and the detectives there are already waiting for us."

Hodge drew the final symbol for this short analysis, and the group quickly packed up their things and got on the plane.

"Hey, boy, do you still remember, the place we are going to is the city where Anya lives, maybe you can meet her."

Morgan tapped Rhett's hand maliciously, and said something softly.

Reid's face was a little red, but he retorted seriously: "No, Morgan, the doctor said that she needs to stay at home and rest, and will not appear outside."

"Well, that's all right, our boy can visit her and bring a bouquet of roses, like last time."

"Morgan, I don't want it. Last time you lied to me that the patient really wanted to see a bright and cheerful bouquet, so I would send it... You never told me that roses are the flower of love!"

"Oh boy, I did it for your own good."

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"...too many people in the park, I really didn't notice, sorry, couldn't help."

"Sir, please remember again."

Martin frowned, not in a good mood.Mr. Simpson in front of him was the witness closest to the potential disappearance scene at that time, but he couldn't find any useful clues until now.

This case of disappearance made the citizens panic, and those families with blond-haired children didn't even dare to let their treasure out of sight for half a step.The police station is also under tremendous pressure.Thinking of the young couple who collapsed and cried bitterly just now, his face became even uglier. This kind of fault is the most unacceptable thing for a family.

Simpson raised his hand and looked at his watch, his tone began to be a little impatient: "Detective, I really don't remember. There are so many people in the park, it's normal for me not to notice, and it's just a waste of time to ask."

"Um, sir, hello."

A beautiful female voice sounded from the side. Martin turned to look, and a beautiful and attractive woman came to them. Her lips were a little pale, but her smile was not dull, but rather sickly and pitiful.

"Miss, what's the matter with you?"

Noticing that the police detective lowered her voice slightly, Anya always felt like she was playing a strategy game... Don't blame me, blame the world if you want to =_=

"Anja Alex, my name. I was just painting there, and then, I heard something happened in the park."

Martin glanced at the position Anya was pointing at. The easel was ingeniously placed and he could enjoy the extremely pleasant scenery, but it was a pity that he couldn't see the situation of the missing child Roy.He sighed softly: "Yes, Miss Alex, a child is missing."

"I'm sorry," Anya covered her mouth with an unbelievable expression, "Mom and Dad must be very worried."

"Yes, they are sad."

"It's a pity. If I saw something, I would tell the police in detail to help them find the child faster. Do you think so, sir?"

Anya looked at Simpson, who was looking at his watch again, with a meaningful flash in his eyes, but his expression was very gentle.

"Of course, can I go?"

Simpson replied casually, glanced around Anya, without any emotion, and looked directly at Martin.

"I'm afraid you can't, sir, if you don't tell what you saw."

It was Anya who answered. She straightened her back and took a step forward, getting closer to Simpson.The smile on his face became more forceful, vaguely sharp.

"What did you say?" Simpson asked incredulously, and then laughed helplessly and irritablely. He turned around a few times in place, waved his hands heavily in the air a few times, and shouted loudly: "I said, I don't care about anything!" I didn't see it, what else do you want to know. I'm leaving!"

"Sir, I'm really sorry. I have studied polygraph techniques. You were lying just now, and I found out." Anya's tone was calm, and she noticed that Simpson's hand on the side of his trousers trembled slightly: "You just now When answering, I didn’t dare to look Mr. Detective in the eyes, but stared into the distance, put my hands in my pockets, and kept walking. These are the subconscious reactions of your body when you lie.”

Simpson's eyes froze for a moment, his body stiffened, he glanced at Martin subconsciously, and then quickly left, his eyes erratic.

With such an obviously guilty look, Martin suddenly became serious. He pulled Anya behind him, put his hand on the handle of the gun on his waist, and asked sharply, "Mr. The murderer of the case?!"

"Do not……"

Simpson took a step forward anxiously, and Martin drew his gun and pointed it at him in an instant.The movement here also attracted the attention of other police detectives in the distance. They put their hands on their lower backs in surprise and trotted over one after another.

The muzzle of the black hole was pointed at him, and cold sweat oozed from Simpson's forehead. He swallowed, raised his hands, his eyes were a little wet: "I swear, I'm not the murderer, I swear!"

"Mr. Detective, he wasn't lying."

Anya replied in a timely manner.

Martin glanced at her, nodded, but still stepped forward and handcuffed Simpson: "I think we should have a good chat!"

A police detective running from afar asked loudly, "What happened? Martin, are you all right?"

Morgan and Rhett, who came running along with the local police, stopped their movements instantly after seeing a pair of black eyes that reflected the cyan streamer.

"Anya?"

Rhett gripped the hem of his shirt tightly, his brown eyes widening.Hey girl, shouldn't you just stay home and recuperate? !