CM Criminal Minds: Candy Queen's Chef Knight

?The test of the morality of a society is what it does for its children.--Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Dietrich Bonhoeffer (German Young Theologian, 1906-1945): The yardstick to measure the moral level of a society lies in how it treats children.

Elle decided to leave, and Garcia was in a bad mood recently: "Adolf, why did she leave?"

When facing Elle, she might just give blessings and a worried look, but facing Adolf, she can express her thoughts.

"Since I joined this group, I have never thought that everyone will be separated. Everyone is like a relative to each other," Garcia lay on his lap, with long blond hair hanging down, Adolf couldn't help reaching out Touching, "We never have any secrets, we trust each other, and we work together."

"I thought this would never change, the closest relationship in the world."

"Such a relationship is also possible, broken?"

"Garcia, listen to me." Adolf gently pulled her up and made her look directly into his eyes, "I will never abandon you at any time. Does this make you feel better?"

"Elle left because of post-traumatic stress disorder, which caused her to mistrust her teammates, not because your relationship was broken," Adolf said. "She may have been tired."

PTSD?Garcia's heart trembled, she looked at Adolf, but she still had a perfect and delicate face, clear blue eyes, and hair under the golden sun.

Like angels, powerful, invulnerable, ever-present, angels.

Almighty angel, her own angel.

What Antonio said once, and the thick mental examination report, could not make her feel relieved after all.

It seemed that Garcia's long staring made him feel some kind of information, he smiled slightly, and his face gradually approached, Garcia opened his eyes and breathed rapidly, watching him become huge, and finally it was not complete in her vision, With a bewitching and powerful beauty, it is sharp and wants to moisten people's eyes.

The exchange of fluids is the most intimate act other than the soul. Gradually, Adolf became dissatisfied, and his hands attached Garcia's shoulders.

Garcia, who was already intoxicated, was awakened by his actions: "No, no, baby."

"What did you call me?" Adolf withdrew his hand, held her face, and deepened the kiss. Garcia's face flushed and it was difficult to breathe.

"Husband, I can't do it!" she said vaguely.

"I can't?" Adolf's eyes flashed a dangerous light, and Garcia explained in time: "I seem to be pregnant."

"Pregnant?" Adolf said in surprise, "It's been a few months, have you been diagnosed?"

"No diagnosis, but you know I...very regular."

"Did you take maternity leave then?" Adolfo asked, then carefully pressed close to Garcia's belly.

"No, it's not," Garcia yelled inwardly. "You know, BAU is very busy. You can't take maternity leave until you're five or six months pregnant." The voice became less and less confident under Adolf's gaze.

After all, the strong radiation from the computer will cause damage to the baby, she knows it.

"'Then you have to promise me that you can't face the computer for a long time tomorrow," looking at her guilty but persistent expression, "Also, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me. I have been staying in the FBI for a while. Hello."

Non-FBI is not allowed to stay in the headquarters for a long time, Garcia just wanted to say.

But Adolf took out a document that she was very familiar with.

"When did you... get this," Garcia said.

Adolf pointed to the trash can: "The courier just arrived."

"When did you think of going to the FBI?"

He sighed and kissed her cheek: "I miss you, but when you're not around."

"That's why you want to come to the FBI," she played with her ID, "and you actually passed the test."

"The written test is not a problem," after all, a child who has been involved in exam-oriented education, "I also have fighting skills, marksmanship and medical skills. It is not a BAU test, it is still very simple."

"then you……"

"From then on, I have been working under the Queen's command, Senior Agent, Ms. Garcia."

Garcia blinked and smiled sweetly.

JJ was working, when he heard cheers and laughter coming from inside, he walked in suspiciously: "Hey, guys. What's the matter with you?"

"Garcia is pregnant," Morgan said. "My goddaughter is coming into this world."

"Speaking of which, I'm the godfather of the little baby, am I not?" Hochner inserted the knife calmly, "After all, you still have no family."

"To celebrate, how about a party tonight?" Garcia said, and then added, after feeling Adolfo's seemingly gentle gaze, "Safe party."

"Very sorry to interrupt," JJ said, "but we have three missing girls. You decide whether to take this case or not."

Morgan interrupted disdainfully: "Aren't these little girls just out to play? How could they disappear? They will be back in a few days."

JJ was silent for a while, and then played three recordings, Adolf said: "Although I am not a psychology major, I still think that they should have been kidnapped by their enemies."

Looking at Gordon's surprised eyes, he said: "My college roommate is a doctor of psychology."

Morgan obviously disagrees, JJ's eyes are quiet, and she obviously insists on taking the case.

"Take it as a gift for the appearance of the little baby, and save the lives of these three girls!"

In the end, the FBI took up the case for various reasons. Adolf remembered the case completely, but he didn't know how to help.

In the end, he just helped sort out the case files, and then entered Garcia's world, helping or supervising someone's online security.

"Honey, why do you think this is kidnapping? Didn't the three of them go on a road trip?"

"Because...the recordings are exactly the same except for the name, and lack of personal characteristics, which is obviously abnormal." Adolf said, "Just like when I speak, I will habitually add some romantic embellishments, and you will unconsciously say that the aura is strong. The words are the same."

"Also... In fact, I can see some future conditions, but I found that this can be changed."

"How did you find out that this can be changed?" Garcia asked while listening to the discussions on the plane.

"I clearly see that you in the future fall in love with another person. But I am very sure that with me in the world, you will not fall in love with anyone again."

"Pfft," Garcia was overwhelmed by his arrogance and arrogance, "How do you know that I won't empathize?"

"I have a full score in the world, why can't you think about liking defective products?" After saying this confidently (narcissistically), he added sinisterly, "If you empathize with someone else, I will Chop that person to pieces."

"Then what future do you see?"

"I saw a girl kill another girl."

"Why?" Garcia said. "Your dream is so strange."

This is not a dream, he shrugged: "This is the rule, only two people can come back alive."

"Who is the murderer?"

Garcia rested his chin, with a clear expression on his face, you make it up and make it up again.To use a sentence full of Internet flavor, that is, I will just quietly watch you pretend.

"It's a trash picker, and the girl is in his basement." Adolf said, claiming to remember everything, but he didn't remember much.

"The trash picker seems to know the parents of the three girls. He used to be on the football team."

The editing was getting more and more similar. Garcia was free, so he searched for it by the way, and it turned out that an old man whose age could not be seen appeared in the photo.

Looking at the description, Garcia couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Honey, you really can prophesy!"

"Yes," said Adolf, "will you sell me?"

Garcia shook her head, her eyes brightened: "Then who is the next World Cup champion!"

"..." Adolf was speechless.

After Garcia sent the murderer's information to his teammates who were already on the plane and received countless questions, he told them that this was Adolf's conclusion.

It is estimated that BAU really wants to study his magical ability.

Of course, at that time, Adolf would definitely say: "Because of the little doctor's ability to see ten things at a glance, isn't your photographic memory a magical function?"

The author has something to say: Bow, the update is late, I'm sorry everyone, I'm very sorry. ?