[Zhongyingmei] Can't get married

"Wait a minute... About this... I might have a clue." Garcia stepped forward when everyone was pinning their hopes on Odile, raising his hands and saying.

"?" The attention of several people immediately shifted from the little girl to her.

"It's like this...I'm sorry...that...I said before that we are fans of little angels...that...some of our members have created an underground forum for her...all of them have accepted it more or less Her help or her fans fell in love with her because of her words and deeds, so I think...if that person is also a fan of Odile, he should have left a message in the forum...or browsed..." Garcia said Entered the URL of the forum, and at the same time glanced at Odile with a guilty conscience.

"Well, let me declare in advance that we are just quietly watching the little angel, and we haven't disturbed her life much, and we haven't followed her like a pervert!" After explaining, Garcia clicked on the forum, and it was posted on the top of the homepage. It was a fiery post "Irregularly updated! Private photos of little angels!".

"..." Everyone in the BAU had different expressions when they saw this top post. Of course, the expression of the supervisor, Aaron Hochna, was definitely not good-looking. He thought to himself that it was time for Garcia to write more A report on the legal regulations...

"This is my photo! When?" Seeing the irregularly updated photos of herself on the forum, Odile was in a bad mood. Why didn't she know that she had so many private photos circulating outside?Although most of them are from her college days, there are also quite a few photos uploaded recently, including those in the company, outside the apartment, in the park, and even when she was dating her friends!

"This is a private photo of some of our loyal fans. Of course, as one of the main creators of the forum, I also have some private photos, such as the last party..." Garcia saw the surprised look on Odile's face After the expression, she felt even more guilty, she explained softly, and then hurriedly closed this post.

"Of course it's important now. I will explain this forum to you in detail later."

The people are not ignorant of priorities. They stared at Garcia with condemning eyes and then focused on the next few posts. The forum has been established for a long time, almost since the young girl went to college. With the rudiment of this forum, until now, when Odile herself didn't know about it, she was already the goddess of dozens of people.

"Push it back to about a week ago, let's see if there are any posts worthy of attention."

"...Here, I met my angel?" After Garcia clicked on a hotly decorated post, all they saw was a love letter written so expressively that people couldn't help but blush and heartbeat. The unknown suspect who gave the gift has nothing to do with him. Although the other party loves Odile, he is definitely not the kind of person who is bold and passionate enough to show his love in public in the forum.

"...This! Yes, that's it, she saved me." Reid pointed to an inconspicuous post. After Garcia clicked on this post, everyone was disappointed that the host did not elaborate on how Odile saved me. It was only from his words that everyone could feel the subtle and deep admiration for Odile, and the heartfelt admiration for Odile.

"In this way, it seems that the other party is just a loyal fan who has made Odile a myth, not an unknown suspect who kidnapped dozens of blond women in a frenzy." Looking at the date of posting, it happened that Odile was leaving The day before leaving for England.

"Odile, do you still remember what happened that day?" After finding the date, everyone was finally able to determine an approximate time. Emily squatted down and looked directly into the little girl's turquoise eyes, and asked softly.

"That day?... It didn't seem like there was anything big going on that day..." Odile thought carefully about his itinerary before going to England. It seemed that he was preparing his luggage for the UK. When he found that some necessary items were missing, he went to I bought some in the supermarket... Nothing special happened during the period... "Ah!" Seemingly remembering something, Odile raised his finger.

"I seemed to bump into someone in the supermarket that day, but I separated from him very quickly."

"Which supermarket? What time is it?" Reid immediately picked up a pen and prepared to write it down. "Maybe your apology, or a casual smile can be the reason for the other party to fall in love with you. You also know that the other party is a psychopath, which cannot be deduced by common sense."

"It's near my house, it seems... three o'clock in the afternoon?" Odile thought about it, nodded affirmatively.

She still remembered that shortly after Lawrence left that day, she lamented that she and Godric had been separated for too long, and suddenly she was not used to it, and she realized that she had less things to bring, and then hurried to the supermarket to buy, That's when I accidentally bumped into someone.

The other party seemed to be wearing a hat, and his voice was a little low and hoarse, but according to my own feeling, the other party should not be very old, at most no more than 40 years old. He is a young man with a slightly thin body, otherwise he would not Being led back two steps by myself...

"Red, Morgan, you two go to the supermarket, and then bring all the videos in the supermarket, Emily, Gordon, you two go to Odile's apartment to look for clues of suspicious characters. Garcia, keep watching Let the person who posted this dig deeper, it’s best to be able to dig out the identity of the other party.”

"I see, boss." After knowing that there might be a problem on his own forum, Garcia was particularly active, and he was not willing to be left behind at all.

After all, this may be something she provoked, so it is natural for her to solve it.

"It would be nice if we could find the clues." Sighing, Morgan said to Rhett, who had been writing and drawing in a notebook beside him while driving. "Well... yes... it would be the best if we can really find clues to 01:30." Rhett nodded, holding the paper with a map of half of the city in his hand.

Garcia was busy looking for any clues about this post in her office, and Odile followed her. They found two or three posts of each other one after another. The titles were very low-key and unpopular. It's not like a fanatic in the forum, but after clicking on these posts, Odile's face gradually became ugly.

"Here, this is a photo of me near the apartment last week. At that time, I didn't realize that someone was secretly taking pictures of me." Odile pointed to one of the photos and then pointed to another photo, his face became pale Even worse, "This is the clothes I wore when I met Mozzie...even Moz didn't notice it...it seems that what we are going to face is not an ordinary stalker." By this time Odile was still in the mood to joke Also really drunk.

"Mozzie?" Garcia blinked when he heard the name, a little confused why the weird little bald head could explain the opponent's level without noticing the stalker.

"Hey, he's a criminal art lover... He's also a conspiracy theorist for the government, so he's quite vigilant. He has escaped from the siege of dozens of FBIs, and he can be regarded as a pretty good escape master." Odile also Don't care, or she just took advantage of this time to relax herself as much as possible, and said in a slightly gossip tone.

"Oh... oh! So...you actually..." After finally comprehending what Odile said, Garcia was shocked. Her mood was mixed with the shock and the excitement of the music. She never expected that The enthusiastic, lively, sweet, well-behaved little angels in the hearts of these diehard fans would actually associate with such monsters, and they can even be called good friends...

This can subvert the impression of the little girl in their hearts, but from a certain point of view, this little girl is quite... cool.

"Cool cool, I never thought that you would stay with that kind of person... By the way, I heard that you had exchanges with the FBI from other departments. Was it because of this? It was this person named Mozzie What great things has he done?" Garcia's gossip was instantly ignited, she danced and operated the computer, not forgetting to gossip about these unique news.

"No, it's just that Mozzie has a good friend, Neal. Caffrey, a well-known thief in the art world. Didn't he become a consultant after being arrested? Mozzie often helps him do things, and I also partner with him. A little relationship." Odile doesn't care about telling Garcia the news, after all, her contact with Neal is real, basically anyone who has a relationship can find out, of course, in the eyes of everyone, she and Neal Contact only because of Mozzie.

"Oh, since that Mozzie contacted you and was discovered by the stalker, will he attack him?" Garcia asked with a worried expression after listening to the gossip and returning to the business.

"Probably not, Moz is a very alert person, and that person's target should be me, he wouldn't go out of his way to trouble an ordinary friend." Hearing Garcia's words, Odile shook his head, since she and Moz After talking about the strange gift he got, the other party immediately made conspiracy theories. It is natural that he will not go out casually, and he should be hiding in some shelter now.

"That's right." Garcia nodded after hearing this, and continued to focus on the forum.

"Ding ding ding——" Odile's cell phone rang suddenly, she looked at the caller ID, anonymous, it should be Moz without accident.

"Good evening, Moz, why did you suddenly remember to call me?" Odile's voice was no different from usual, still the same relaxed and sweet.

"Good evening Odds, how are you doing last time you told me about that weird gift? Did the suits fix it for you?" Moz's voice sounded oddly high-pitched, but he's used to it Odile didn't care about the neurotic performance of the other party, she just walked along the corridor to find the bathroom and walked in.

"People from the BAU are helping me track down that person. It sounds like I'm being targeted by a serial killer, but I should be fine at the FBI headquarters now." As soon as she finished speaking, crisp footsteps suddenly sounded behind her voice, mixed with strange and familiar male voices, "That's not necessarily true, my dear little angel."

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Odile: ...It's... an honor, should I say?