There are always bad people who want to harm the family [Comprehensive]

The person standing at the door couldn't help but exclaimed.

They were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice how long he stood there without saying a word...how much he listened.

The most difficult to accept, the saddest person, should be him...

But before they could come up with a remedy, a detective knocked on the door.

"I think we've found the killer," he said, handing over an evidence bag, "Not long ago, New York University social science graduate Owen Madden jumped off the building holding this diary. "

After taking the evidence bag and sending the detective away, pull Reid in and close the door.

He glanced at him, Reid lowered his head with swollen eyes, in a stalemate, no one spoke.

Quickly re-appointed the candidate and handed the diary to Elle.The latter raised his eyebrows slightly and began to flip through the pages. The speed was not slow, but certainly not as fast as someone else's. Organ hesitated, and stood beside her to help.

After a while, there was a conclusion.

"He's a disgusting delusional patient." Elle didn't hide her distaste for these words, and some of the words and descriptions related to sex aroused her anger even more.

"He treats every murder as a show of love." It was still to someone, luckily Reid didn't read it... Organ took the diary back to T.Then, he looked at Reid who stayed where he was, clenching his fists tighter and tighter.

Arya was missing, or had escaped...but their enemy was someone they would live to bring to justice.

A policeman and a gangster... Organ squatted in mid-air with the hands that Organ wanted to put on his shoulders, he thought he couldn't give him any more comfort.

Reid, he can't be a child forever, people always grow up, even if the process may be very painful.

69|5.30|

Arya wakes up to find herself strapped to a chair in the living room of a house.

She vaguely remembered that after her final interview, she was invited to a room and waited for a while.When she was getting impatient, the door finally opened, but what came in was not the invigilator, not the CEO, but...a person who looked exactly like her.

It feels amazing, like looking in a mirror.

"Lysa?" She suddenly forgot her situation, never thought about why the other party appeared there, excitement, anticipation, and curiosity filled her heart.

But in the next second, her vision went dark and she passed out.

Arya didn't know how long she'd been unconscious, but she was sure she read it right—was there another person in the world who looked so much like her?There will be no one else but Lysa.

The footsteps were getting closer, and a black shadow was cast in front of her eyes.Aliya raised her head and looked at the person who walked in front of her with complicated emotions: "lysa..."

The other party didn't speak, she went straight behind her and untied the rope.Aliya moved her wrist, rubbed the painful place tied by the rope, and sat down on the sofa following the other party's invitation: "You are Lysa, my twin sister, right?"

"Yes." The other party, namely Lysa, finally nodded lightly, "Don't you want to know why I tied you here?"

"Think." Aliya looked at her carefully, tentatively, "Will you tell me?"

Lysa sneered, sat opposite her, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "I pretended to be you and went back to school to attend the graduation ceremony. No one suspects that I am a fake."

"What did you do?" Alicia's heart sank.She knew that Lysa would not just want to attend a graduation ceremony after spending so much time.

"Branna Brown, Gavin Robinson, Joseph Taylor," Lysa glanced at her, "and Alexander Phelan are all dead."

Professor Phelan...is dead?Professor Phelan, who has been taking care of her like a father and brother, is dead?

Aliya clenched her hands on her knees secretly, and stared at Lysa blankly, "Did you kill me?"

"It's not me, these people are not worthy of my own hands." Obviously, her painful appearance can make Lysa happy, so she took another dose of medicine, "But you also know the murderer, Owen Madden."

"It's impossible for me to be killed in the cornfield! How could Owen kill people?" Aliya stood up on the table, but her feet gave way and fell back.

With tears in her eyes, she bit her lip and looked at Lysa, "Is it you? What did you do?"

Alia's heart turned cold little by little, and the joy of reuniting with her twin sister at the beginning had been completely eaten away.

"I did do something." Lysa readily admitted, "That guy is delusional, I just made him worse."

She has been monitoring her life, and she has clearly checked all the people who have contacts with Alia.So, to some extent, she even knows more than Aliya herself.

Take this incident with Owen Madden as an example.She knew that his family had a paranoid inheritance, so sometimes she would induce him when she remembered it, making the other party more cowardly and silent, more extreme when being bullied, and making him more obsessed with Alia.After that, when the time was right, when he pretended to be Alia and went back to school, he deliberately showed his dislike for Branna and the others, and hinted "help her kill them".Then, he hid aside and watched the play.

In fact, it's not in vain that she arranged it for so long, this scene is really exciting.Especially when Irving Madden really killed Alexander Phelan-my friend killed his mentor, will Alia go crazy when she finds out?

"I left a note in Alexander Phelan's room and asked him to meet on the rooftop. Of course, I also asked Owen Madden up." In fact, this was just to create opportunities for Owen Madden.That guy's method was still a little reckless. In order to ensure that her plan could be completed smoothly, she was not afraid to take another step.

"I thought he would ask me why after seeing the note, but I didn't expect him to trust you so much, he didn't even ask, and went straight away." Lysa said in a mocking tone.

"Why? Why did you do this?"

Alicia closed her eyes, tears streaming from the corners.She couldn't look at this face that was exactly like herself, make such an expression, and say such cruel words.

She felt that she was about to collapse, and the world turned upside down and turned into chaos.More importantly, she couldn't forgive herself - if Lysa was [-]% wrong in all these things, she would also be responsible for [-]%.

"You hate me, don't you?" Lysa asked back.

Aliya opened her eyes, but turned her head stubbornly, not wanting to look at her, her teeth were bleeding from her lips.

Lysa smiled, took out a gun from her pocket, disassembled it in front of her, put a bullet in it, and restored it.

She put the gun in the middle of the table between her and herself.After the gun was lowered, Aliya took a look, then forced herself to look away again.

"Do you remember what this place is?" Lysa asked in a good mood, not paying attention to her indifference.

what is the place?

Although Aliya didn't want to pay attention to her, she still couldn't help but carefully looked at all the furnishings in the hall.

"This is our former home." Lysa answered herself.

Seeing that Aliya didn't believe it, she smiled again, "It's normal if you don't recognize it. This is indeed the house that Isabella rented back then. But after her accident, the house changed several tenants one after another, until recently I bought it Next, the things in it have been updated a long time ago, and I really can’t see any traces of our childhood. My favorite dog house is gone, but it’s okay, I don’t like keeping dogs now. Acting coquettishly and being cute is of no use at critical times."

"What do you mean?" She is not stupid to think that Lysa is trying to make friends with her.

"Let's play a game." Lysa raised her eyes and motioned her to look at the gun on the table. "There is only one bullet in the gun. I know you have a lot of things you want to ask me. From now on, whenever you ask, I will answer. One at a time Question, I will never lie."

She paused, "But the price is that you have to hold a gun to your head and bang." She raised her hand as a gesture to shoot.

"You're crazy." Aliya looked at her coldly.

"Whatever you think. But listen first, I'm not finished yet," Lysa interrupted her, "You still have a second choice, which is to point a gun at me and shoot."

"Do you want to die?" Aliya clenched her fists, her nails digging into her flesh.

"Is this the first question?" Lysa didn't seem to be in the same dimension as her, there was no fear, only excitement.

Aliya glared at her, picked up the gun on the table, and pressed the trigger to her temple.

Snapped.She closed her eyes and opened them again, cold sweat streaming down her face, but there was no doubt that she was still alive.

"I haven't answered the question yet." Lysa leaned over suddenly, grabbed Alia's hair, and dragged her to the table, "I warn you, play this game well, or I won't guarantee you will die or not." Too many people. By the way, is your little boyfriend still alive?"

"Don't even try to hurt R!" Aliya raised her head enduring the pain.

"Then play this game obediently for me." Lysa let go of her hand, sat back on her seat, and resumed her lazy posture, "Don't expect anyone to save you, they all want you to die now .”

"What did you do?" Alia's scalp was still numb with pain after her hair was pulled out and poked.Her hands and feet were still weak, and she didn't want to ask Lysa for help, so she could only crawl back slowly by herself, panting and sitting back on the chair.

"I guided them to discover Jackwright's body, and then bought a forensic doctor to forge his own death records. According to the report from the informant in the bureau, they already believed that Lys Fairley had died long ago, and there has always been only s." Lysa said as she said , Answer all questions without lying, "They probably think that I am just your derivative personality, and you are the adopted daughter of s. The blackrosevil on the road has put you on the wanted list. You are gone, and you will only considered absconding."

Also, the "core member" who was unfortunately arrested by the FBI, and the secrets of the James family that Garcia could find out were all deliberately arranged by her.Poor those self-proclaimed smart guys, as long as she plays tricks, isn't she still being played around?

Aliya looked at her, held the gun to her temple, and squeezed the trigger again.

Snapped.She is still alive.His back was completely drenched in cold sweat.

r... He should be very sad now, right?But it is unclear whether she will survive.

This game, she had to play.How many chances does she have?Maybe the next time waiting for her is a bullet.

"Why do you hate me so much?" Alicia asked the second question.

"As soon as I opened my mouth, my sister was long and my sister was short. I thought you couldn't feel it at all." Lysa looked up at her, "To be honest, I have always hated you."

"We are obviously twins, we look exactly the same, and our genes are very similar. But you have always acted smarter and more sensible than me. Ever since you were young, everyone around you has liked you, and even your mother loves you more. Obviously I am the elder sister, but she always asks you to take care of me."

That's because I was born with fetal wear, which is naturally different from a normal baby.Alicia bit her lip.She didn't expect Lysa to be so dissatisfied with her.

"And that day," Lysa's eyes suddenly became cold, "that person was clearly provoked by you."

"that person"?who?

A memory suddenly flooded into my mind... That tree, beside that tree, a person suddenly appeared.

— "You live near here?"

——She looked at the man in the monk's uniform and the cross, biting her lips and nodding her head.

—— "Is that your twin sister?"

——Alia looked in the direction he pointed. Lysa stood there, glanced at them, but ran away quickly.

It's him?It's him!

The memory in the moonlit night revived again, she hid at the corner of the stairs, clenched her fists and looked down - the man who kept stabbing Isabella with a knife, under the black robe, the cross, and the monk's uniform.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked in her direction... She finally saw his face clearly!

"Huh—" Aliya gasped, hugging her arms, trembling all over her body.

"Do you remember?" Lysa sneered, "I've been thinking about things for so many years, but I didn't expect you to forget as soon as you said. Do you know? The person Jackwright wanted to catch back then should have been you. If it wasn't for my mother pulling Let you go to the room and let me play downstairs alone, you are the one who was taken away!"

"That person is Jackwright, the one who took you away? That's why you hate me so much and want to destroy me?" Alia squeezed her arm till it was bruised, and then stopped shaking.

"Yes, it's him!" Lysa's dark eyes were stained with madness, "You must not have imagined how he abused me? God damn it! Every day, everything he does to me, I think it's you Bring it to me."

Aliya opened her mouth, not knowing what to say, but pinched herself harder.

"After I was taken away, he must have been wanted, so he took me into hiding. He didn't know how long he would have to hide. He was afraid that he would have nothing to do later, so he didn't dare to kill me immediately, but he changed his pattern every day. I have wounds on my body."

Lysa looked down at her torso that was tightly wrapped in leather, her tone was light but gloomy, "I've been thinking about how to kill him. I've been trying, but once he found out, he snapped my hand But I got my chance. I purposely slipped the bathroom floor while I was cleaning it. He slipped in and broke a bone."

"He asked me to help him up, but I slammed his head against the toilet. I was young, not strong enough, and panicked. I tried several times. He hit me with a stick. I gritted my teeth I didn’t hide, I hugged his head and hit him hard. Just like that, I was finally free.”

"Later, I searched out all the money in the room and ran down the mountain. Unexpectedly, I was unlucky and encountered human traffickers. I was resold in several places, and when I was about to be crippled and thrown on the street begging, it was s I took it away. Of course, he didn’t save me specifically. He just accepted this group of children and brought them into the organization to train when he came to clean up the house.”

She looked at Alia, "You don't have to beg on the street to get much better when you are in the organization. Yes, I hate you very much, and even hate you. Why does everyone like you, why is it that I am the one kidnapped by Jackwright?" Instead of you? Why did you survive and be adopted by a kind couple and live a good life, but I have to live a precarious life? Why did you find such a good boyfriend? "

Obviously she met him earlier... at the premiere of "Horton and anonymity".Originally, she was only looking at the target to be assassinated, but she saw him beside the target at a glance.But the target left, and she had to leave halfway.The next time they met, he became the fbi and only had her sister Alia in his eyes.

The package she sent him, he read the message she left on the paper, but completely denied her opinion... She is like a resident of the nameless town, who has always existed, but no one has seen it, no one has seen it. people agree...

"Alia, we are twins from the same mother. How can you be so lucky all the time?"

"..." Aliya turned her head away, pointed the gun at herself, and quickly pressed it twice.

...It's okay, fox girl.Her heart sank even more.

"Look, it's been 4 times, and you didn't hit this way. You're so damn lucky." Lysa laughed.Because I was too excited just now, my cheeks were stained pink, and my eyes were a little moist.

"Does the death of my adoptive parents have anything to do with you?" Aliya asked lightly, trying to suppress her emotions.

"I killed them." Lysa put away her smile, put || her hands in her pockets, and leaned back on the back of the chair.

In her pocket was a photo she had snuck into Aaliyah's Manhattan apartment, a family portrait of her when she was 16.

"Say it again." Aliya turned the muzzle of the gun to the opposite side, and squeezed her hands tighter and tighter.

"I killed them." Lysa said word by word.

She has always said that to the outside world.

Back then, with the secret support of S, Ryan led a team to attack her base in Florida.She was caught off guard, and after burning down the base, she took a few subordinates and fled overnight.

But Ryan chased and killed all the way, and all her men died, and she herself was shot 6 times, and she was almost in shock.At this moment, she met the Williams couple who were visiting friends and bringing them a tour.They regarded her as their adopted daughter, Alicia Williams, and hurriedly approached the car, using the medicine in the trunk to help her stop the bleeding first, and then planned to send her to the hospital.

When she woke up, she was a little surprised to see these two people.Ever since she became the adopted daughter of s and gained a little power, she couldn't help spying on Alia's life—because she couldn't help thinking that if she hadn't been taken away, she would have lived like this She is the one who lives.

So, she knew the couple.Seeing them busy for her, her eyes were wet all of a sudden, and she couldn't deny that she was not Alia.

But the good times didn't last long, and not long after, her pursuers arrived.Thomas Williams was shot several times trying to protect her, and Lauren Williams looked between the two of them, feeling like the world was falling apart.

At this moment, her adoptive father S came late and asked Ryan to go back—she was still valuable, this old guy didn't want her to die so early, so he took this opportunity to show up to let her know that no matter how capable she is, she can Can't escape her palm.

S wanted to take her back, but he put forward a condition that she personally kill the couple who had helped her and expressed kindness to her.

Lysa did it without hesitation - at least in S's view, she did not hesitate.At that time, she was too weak. Everything was given by others for the purpose of taking advantage of her. Even she was in danger, and she had no ability to protect others.

S was very satisfied, and he arranged the subsequent car accident and autopsy. Lysa only needs to pretend to be Aliya to sign the power of attorney and send the couple off for the last time.

She always felt that her heart became so cold, without even a trace of popularity or warmth, it should have started at that time.

"You shoot." Lysa looked at the muzzle of the gun without blinking, "Kill me, and you will be free, and no one will try to hurt you again."

"Why did you kill them?" Aliya couldn't help trembling with her finger on the trigger.She pursued her true thoughts for so many years, and it turned out to be like this.She really wanted to cry if she could.

"Shouldn't you shoot before asking the next question? You broke the rules of the game again." After telling everything, Lysa was very relaxed, and more of it didn't matter.

Jackwright is dead and so is he.She felt that even if she died today, it would be good.

By killing her, you can avenge your adoptive parents.Isn't that what she's been trying to do all these years?

Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it... Kill her in the days when she was dressed as the heroine's demon!

Just as Aliya was about to pull the trigger, an alarm bell rang at the door.When she came back to her senses, her wrist hurt and the gun was already in Lysa's hand.

"Damn it, I was cheated." Lysa's smile was a bit far-fetched and lonely, "They were acting before, and they believed you so much."

"The game is over." Her eyes were extremely cold, she raised her hand and pointed the gun at Alia...

……

"lysafairley! fbi!"

The door was kicked open, and Morgan rushed in first. Reid followed him, passing him in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" from upstairs.

"Reid!" Before Hotch finished speaking, Reid had already rushed upstairs with big strides.

Time suddenly became very slow... He chased up vigorously, but he still couldn't reach the end, and his whole body was about to collapse.

"arya!" When he finally arrived, there was only one person lying on the ground.

There was no response, and she lay motionless.

Reid walked towards her slowly, and saw bullet burn marks on her chest, and a lot of blood...there was a heart.

"Reid." Morgan grabbed his hand, trying to stop him from approaching.

"arya..." tears fell from his eyes.

"Wait! She's still breathing. Quick, call the doctor!" JJ squeezed through the gap and shouted immediately after finding that Alia's chest was still heaving.

"Didn't she get hit in the heart? Didn't her heart grow sideways?" Morgan froze immediately because he was too surprised.

Reid walked in slowly, put his hesitant hand on her face, and smiled.

"She's still alive." He turned his head and said with a sob.

"Look here." JJ lowered Aliya's neckline a little, only to see that the muzzle of the gun was only scratched, "Why?"

"The company that Alia went to interview recently announced a new research result - a pill that can quickly regenerate cells, and it can also eliminate viruses and other stubborn mutations. 1" Reid put Alia's Pulling up his clothes, he hugged her and smiled against her forehead, "She'll be fine." He could feel her breathing, pulse, and warmth in her arms...it's great.

"Yeah, she'll be fine." Morgan put a hand on his shoulder, happy for him.

"Look at this." JJ picked up a photo from the table and walked over.

That was a family portrait of the Williams family, and it was also the last group photo of their accident.The three people above all have bright smiles, and happiness is everywhere.

On the other end, Rossi and Elle led a small team to chase Lysa who escaped through the window.

Seeing that the person was about to escape her sight, Elle took out her gun and was about to aim, but Rossi held her hand down.

"What'g?" After a pause, the person had disappeared, and Elle withdrew her gun, looking at Rossi inexplicably.

"That'd." Rossi looked up to the sky.

(End of the article)

70|No.1 is called Fanwai, please be careful when buying

I'm areid, a freed girl.

This name has no special meaning, just because my mother, aryawilliams, was obsessed with the novel "A Song of Ice and Fire" when she was pregnant with me, so she randomly named it in it.

She told me later that her name was also in it, she belonged to the same family as mine, and a was an officially certified beauty.Hehe, did she forget that A or Arya's aunt in the novel?

Forget it, don't worry about this any more.In short, my dad rreid picked out a few names after reading a lot of books, and my stupid mom just voted them down.

My dad spoils my mom, my mom spoils my dad, but what about me?I sat on the crib and looked at the pair of dog abusers indifferently, and with a wow, I peed on the bed...

As long as I can remember, my dad is often away from home.My mother often coaxes me with the words "he went to save the world", hehe, do you really think I am an ignorant child?

I forgot to mention that I inherited my mother's luck perfectly, so she didn't lower my IQ when the genetic recombination formed a fertilized egg. Yes, I am a genius, the kind with an IQ of 180.

I like reading books, because I can't play with my peers at all.When they put their hands in their mouths after wiping their noses, I will already explain to them how the virus is transmitted.

But for this group of brats, I finally managed to calm down and give them a lecture, but they just stuffed it in my mouth and said, "Sister, try it."

Hey, I will never play with them again!

Don't think that I will be lonely if I don't have playmates. I have a bunch of messes, no, it's a group of relatives who can form a group to conquer the world.

Not to mention my parents, I can see their shining points from me.

My grandmother was a dianareid, and when she knew me, she liked me - although she didn't know me most of the time.There is no way, who makes children grow up fast, every day is different, my mother said, this is all my fault.

My godmother is jenniferjareau, known as jj, a beautiful woman.Her son Henry is one year younger than me, very cute, even if he interrupts my reading, I won't blame him.

But my favorite is Uncle Hotch's brother Jack, because he is the only one who won't bully me.Anyone dare to bully me?Of course, Uncle Morgan's favorite thing is to pinch my face, but he hides quickly, so I can't bite him every time.

Aunt Garcia is the best. She often braids my hair and gave me a lot of weird decorations, which I like very much.After Aunt Garcia has a child, I will definitely take the responsibility of being a big sister and braid her hair.If it is a younger brother?My younger brother can also tie his hair, and my dad's hair can be braided.I can practice with my dad's hair first.

Auntie Elle has recently been promoted and is going to another city. I miss her.Because she looked a little fierce before, I didn't dare to approach her.

But once, there was a mangy candy in school who always followed me. Aunt Elle, who was asked by my irresponsible parents to pick me up from school, gave me a look, and he never dared to follow me again.While Auntie Elle doesn't seem to like kids, she sure doesn't hate me.Who made me cute, smart and sensible?

Even my uncle likes me a lot, but he's too busy.No, my mother said it was too busy, so I had time to run around.But I love the souvenirs he gave me.

The most powerful ones are Uncle Reese and Uncle Finch. I heard that they played around with my uncles and aunts, so they came to see me secretly.Hey, I won't tell mom that Uncle Reese took me to the roof to see the stars.

I also have a maternal grandfather named davidrossi.Although my mother was still a little awkward with him, she didn't stop me from getting in touch with him, and privately asked me to make my grandfather happy.

I heard that my mother let go of her bold words at the beginning, saying that when her father died, my grandfather didn't dare to speak.Later, my father, who was a colleague of my grandfather, felt that someone was always looking at him with resentful eyes, so he took the initiative to talk to him.Finally, under the mediation of Dad and Uncle Hotch, the two finally recognized each other.

Congratulations, Puben, since then I have a rich and powerful person who can go to the hall and enter the kitchen to make small reports.As long as my parents dare to leave me to play, I dare to drag my grandfather to complain, let him wear small shoes for my father, and make my mother feel sorry for my father, hum.

By the way, I have a secret.On my seventh birthday, a woman who looked like my mother had my teacher call me out.

Although she looks a lot like my mother, I knew she was not my mother.But she looks so similar, is she my mother's sister?

But instead of letting me tell anyone about her visit, she asked me if I had any favorite birthday presents.

Favorite birthday present?

Let me think about it... I want my parents to spend more time with me, I want to go to high school early like my father, I want to go skiing with my brother Jack, and I want a brother who is as cute as Henry... But my birthday wish is not just saying it Is it not working?

She finally gave me a music box and left feeling a bit lonely.

I don't know why she is unhappy.I ran after her and asked her, "Can I see you again in the future?"

She shook her head.I never saw her again.I hid the music box in my schoolbag and carried it home, and secretly put it together with the things Aunt Garcia gave me.

The singing voice of the music box is very nice, but for some reason, I can always hear a sense of loneliness from it, and then I think of her lonely expression when she left.So, I wrapped it in dust paper and put it in a drawer.

That night, several uncles, aunts, and brothers and sisters all came to celebrate my birthday.After the party, I knocked on the master bedroom door and ran to sleep with Mom and Dad with my pillow in my arms.

"She is really different from my mother." I couldn't help thinking when I was nestled in my mother's arms.

Although my mother loves my father more, I still love my mother very much.

However, when I woke up the next day and found that I was the only one left in the house, I was still very unhappy.

Isn't it just the weekend, isn't it just to go on a date together...

I puffed up my cheeks and called my grandfather to complain. I wanted to continue pretending to be cold, but I couldn't help crying: "Actually, I picked it up..."