i think my neighbor is gay

Reid looked at me when he sat down, and looked at himself a little puzzled: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?"

I smiled and shook my head at him to show that there was nothing wrong. Laura next to me laughed and poked my waist vigorously with her fingers. I was so poked that I could only lay down on the table and hit her hand.

Reid tilted his head and looked at us in confusion, as if he couldn't understand the laughter among the little girls like us. He looked at it for a while and then turned his head to listen to the class seriously.

He seems to know everything, and he is as rigorous as a Virgo. When he accompanied me to class in the afternoon, he also corrected a few innocuous mistakes made by the teacher. The teacher was not angry, and an old professor even stayed with him to discuss it. A little about physics for a while.

As a scumbag like me, I couldn't understand what they were talking about, so I could only stand aside in a daze, and there were a few familiar school bullies surrounding them. It seems that I can't keep up with the ideas of the professor and reid.

Is bau such a powerful person?It feels so terrible, he looks like he is only in his twenties, how can he remember so many things?

I waited for a while before I saw the professor end the topic in a still unsatisfactory way: "It's getting late, you should go back quickly."

Reid also looks very happy. I think he is very suitable for academics. I don’t know why he came to be an FBI. But thinking about it again, it seems that such a high IQ person has made a great contribution to world peace by solving crimes.

It's really late for this class to end, so we didn't choose anything, so we ate some dinner near the school and went home.

He used to live next door to me, and he was just joking when he said he would move to my house during the day. I don’t think the murderer in the middle of the night would attack at night. After all, I live on a high floor, and the security guards below are quite reliable, and the murderer is also human. It's not necessarily like Spiderman can climb rocks and walls, right?

Facts have proved that some things cannot be guessed with normal thinking. I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and saw the window of my room was open. I lay on the bed and looked at the floating curtain for a while. The windows are closed before going to bed.

I still hadn't reacted a bit, and stared at the window for a while before I belatedly began to feel that something was wrong.

"You woke up later than I thought." A man's voice sounded from another direction.

His voice was very young, sounding only in his twenties, and if I hadn't heard it under the circumstances, I might still think it sounded good.

I turned my head slowly. This is the second time I have encountered a serial killer. Now I am a little nervous and a little excited.

He stood in the dark, he was quite tall, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he stood at the door of my room, as if he didn't want to attack.

I slowly sat up from the bed and stared at him closely. He took a few steps towards me: "You seem to be a little policeman next door? It seems very interesting."

... What's the matter with me!What kind of skill is bullying the weak Reid!

"Who the hell are you?" I sat on the bed and asked him. He walked over slowly, and suddenly reached out and touched my cheek. I was so disgusted that I quickly hid aside, and he suddenly laughed: "I just wanted to do that when I saw it in the woods today."

...Damn it!Do you want to kill this man?

I suddenly realized that this man was not scary at all. He didn't hold any weapon in his hand, and if he just fought with bare hands like this, no matter how I looked at it, I was the stronger one.

"Are you the murderer?" I took a deep breath, feeling that even if it wasn't for myself, I would take the initiative to attack that cute and delicate Reid next door. He didn't seem to feel anything unusual, and he was still very close to me. I changed my hands while talking. With a sharp blade, he closed his eyes and stabbed hard at him.

Just like I thought, at such a close distance, he was cut by me before he could react, and immediately snorted and took a step back. My hand was pulled out of his body, and there was a slight sound. I was so scared that I took a step back and apologized loudly: "Sorry!! I didn't mean it!"

Even if it was self-protection, I never thought of stabbing someone to death, and even though my hands were hardened, my hands still had a normal touch. The thick blood made me feel very sick, even worse than seeing the dead body in the morning Felt sick to my stomach, the last time I only cut the man's knife, but this time I got blood!

Terrible qaq! !See blood! !

I felt like I was killing someone, so I took two steps back and looked at the ground huddled up and pressed an unsub. My side is a high-rise, the lights outside are not on, and I can only see the faint Shadow, he huddled on the ground motionless.

I was terrified, took two steps forward, knelt down and pressed his shoulder and shook: "Hey, are you okay?!"

After shaking it a couple of times, he suddenly moved—he held something in his hand and stabbed at my arm. I have been chopping a lot of vegetables recently, so I almost subconsciously focused on my hand.

...Then there was the sound of something snapping.

He didn't move again. This time I didn't dare to touch him again. I hesitated and stood up and turned on the light. He was lying on the ground with a little blood on his chest, but it didn't look serious. He was wearing a mask and his eyes were tightly closed. I couldn't see his face clearly. He was holding a small syringe in his hand. The needle tube had been broken on the ground, reflecting the light on the carpet.

I hesitated for two seconds, not knowing what to do with him, so I could only go to the next door and ask the Reid who was "well protected by me".

I walked out of the room step by step, and he didn't move during this period. When I couldn't see him, I ran to the next door and rang the doorbell. Reid's reaction was very fast, and he came out to open the door within a minute. His hair was a bit messy, much cuter than the usual meticulously tucked behind the ears and showing a big forehead, and his clothes were also a bit messy. The one on the waist The gun that was originally a decoration now looks more like a decoration.

I am still a little nervous now, and I still have a feeling of being a hero behind the scenes-Reid must not know that he is being used to threaten me, and I heroically beat him down!

This subtle mentality made me admire Reid's attire at the moment, and I didn't forget to tell him the situation very briefly: "Unsub broke into my room and was subdued by me."

"...?" Reid stared at me with wide eyes, then reacted quickly, quickly pressed the password of my house, drew out his gun with one hand and rushed in.

... This action of pressing the password is really skillful, is there something wrong?

I quickly followed in, he stood at the door of my bedroom and slowly put down the gun, I followed up and looked strangely, except for a little blood on the ground, there was no sign of the man just now at all.

We came in through the main gate and didn't meet him. Would he still climb down from my window?Even if he can climb up to the 21st floor with bare hands, but he was stabbed by me just now and lay on the ground without moving!How can this be? !

Reid turned his head to look at me, I opened my mouth and raised my hands: "I didn't know I met a Spider-Man..."