CM Criminal Minds: Candy Queen's Chef Knight

?Almost allabsurdityofconductarisesfromtheimitationofthosewhomwecannotresemble.—SamuelJohnson

Samuel Johnson (British writer): Almost all absurd behavior stems from imitating those we can't be like.

"My dear, you are so considerate." Adolf was dressed in plain casual clothes, with shiny blond hair and deep blue eyes.Garcia took the bento in his hand and said so.

"As a chef, can I just watch the people I like eat takeaway?" Adolf looked at Garcia's busy fingers.

"It seems that you are very busy."

"Yeah, cruel serial murderers. They are the people I face most often." Garcia said, "Their births all come from various tragedies. Sometimes I wonder, I am wrong, Still right."

"Don't be confused, you must be right," Adolf picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it in her mouth, "because you are Garcia."

His deep blue eyes are full of affection, as if to say, "My love makes you invincible."

"Can I see the case file?" Adolf asked.

"Look, it's on the board outside." This is Garcia, and this is a woman.If Hayley raised the question, Hodge would definitely say that this is confidential.

"It's cruel." Adolf said casually, but he couldn't empathize with it. His anti-social personality was still very serious.

But for an early candlelight dinner with Garcia, he still tried to see something.

Every picture is full of blood, nothing can be seen, it can only make him dizzy.

A photo caught his attention, and the corpses were placed in a pile, giving him a strong sense of familiarity.

Especially the little baby at the top.

"Garcia." Adolfo murmured, "I have discovered something."

"Morgan," Garcia said, "Adolf has made a discovery."

"The corpse will be arranged into a painting, such as the one discovered by Adolf, which is "Spring."

Morgan cursed, and turned to look at Rhett: "Rett, does that photo really look like "Spring"?"

"Oh," Rhett recalled carefully, "OMG, really, the poses are exactly the same!"

Only a few people were missing, probably because there was not enough "pigment" for the murderer.

"How did Adolf know about this case?" Hodge said seriously.

"Well, now that it's discovered, these things don't matter," Gordon said.

"Red, do the death conditions of the other two families look like some kind of painting?"

"Uh, the Birth of Venus, if you say it, it's a bit like this." Reid pointed to the second picture, "It's all one person's masterpiece."

"Botticelli, a famous painter of the Renaissance."

"Okay, we're now going to find someone who is crazy about Botticelli's work and has professional knowledge of profiling."

"Young geniuses are so crazy."

"It's supposed to be a team fight," Hodge said. "One man commits the crime, he's manic, and the other man is cautious and art-loving."

"They subjugated the family first, and then the woman did the violence while the man watched to make sure no evidence was left."

"I guess it's mother and son, or siblings."

"They should have traveled to Florence, Italy. And they've been to the Uffizi Gallery," Reid said.

"It's mother and son," Garcia said. "I've found them. It's only half a mile from the last violence. They just entered an art gallery."

"Angel Morgan and Bob Morgan. I'll send you their information later." Garcia cut off the call, "goodlucky, everybody."

Garcia hugged Adolfo: "Honey, you are really amazing."

"There are even better ones," Adolf lowered his head, "come to my house tonight."

Garcia's face was hot, and he pretended to be calm: "I don't want to go, let's have a meal with them tonight!"

"I know a great Chinese restaurant opened recently," Adolfo stroked Garcia's cheek, "I treat you."

"Now, give me some benefits, okay?"

Garcia closed his eyes gently, and Adolf gently lowered his head, kissed her lips, slowly deepened, slowly and firmly, and then said in her ear: "Garcia, do you know? Kissing your lips means ,I love you."

"And when was the last time you kissed my forehead?"

"It's intimacy."

"When was the last time you kissed my finger?"

"It's petting."

"Last time..."

A group of BAUs who came back by special plane were waiting for them outside.

"When will this childish game you say end?" Elle said.

"Babygirl, it's not mine anymore." Morgan said with a sad face.

"It looks pretty good."

"I don't know when I'm going to get married," JJ said, "I want to be godmother to their kids."

"Actually, saliva is exchanged when kissing..." Reid was preparing for a long speech in a serious manner.

All: "Shut up."

"Hi everyone, today I am treating guests to Kelaixuan." Adolf said politely, "The food there is delicious, and the boss is my good friend."

"Is there a discount?"

"I have a [-]% discount card." Adolf said modestly.

"Then what are you waiting for, gogogo." Garcia said playfully.

"The dessert here is delicious!" Garcia said, "It tastes like you made it."

The desserts here are served in my restaurant. Adolf didn't say so, he said: "You like me to make different flavors for you every day."

"Show affection..." Elle teased, "Garcia, don't I want to go shopping with you this weekend? We still need a personal bag!"

"At your service," said Adolf.

Morgan looked at him sympathetically, as if thinking of an unbearable experience.

"What is this? It's delicious." Reid asked, pointing to the soup.

"It's borscht," said Adolf, "and it's very complicated."

After a perfect dinner, everyone went home, and Garcia got into Adolfo's car.

"Do you really want to go shopping with me?" Garcia asked, "Don't boys hate shopping with girls?"

"I don't like to go shopping with girls either, I want to go shopping with you," Adolf said, "And, I also expect to pay for you justifiably."

"It's so kind of you."

"I'm not good, I'm worried that you won't want me." Adolf stopped the car, "When we get to the queen, will you invite the knights into the palace?"

"I don't think so," Garcia said, "Keep your head down."

Adolf lowered his head cooperatively, and felt his earlobe was lightly bitten.

He closed his eyes and laughed, and slowly opened them: "What should I do? I think the time with you is too short, and I miss you a little."

"We obviously see each other every day."

"But I still don't think it's enough."

Actually... I don't think it's enough either, Garcia smiled slightly.

Watching her enter the door, Adolf turned and left.

Garcia surreptitiously lifted the curtain to look at him and then smiled secretly. ?