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There was darkness in front of my eyes, and the throbbing pain in my temples made me unable to think well. My hands and feet were tied up and I was nestled in a cramped space. In short, my current posture was very uncomfortable.

I can't concentrate, I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach, and feel like vomiting.

I slowly recalled how it came to be like this...

The sheriff once again came to ask us to find Shawn. It happened that I was working hard to put myself in a dangerous situation these two days. After working hard for two days, I still haven’t seen the shadow of unsub, so I agreed without saying a word, and the result As soon as I walked in the door of Shawn's house, I was attacked.

The distance between us was too close, and I didn't have time to react—in fact, my impression of him was still that of the policeman with a sense of justice. Although his attitude towards me was not very good, I still felt that this It's normal, after all, I do show up at crime scenes all the time, and it's normal for me to be suspected.

He took the needle and stuck it in my arm. Although I quickly used the ability to break the needle, the medicine that had been injected took effect very quickly.

"You are a devil, but the people around you don't know this yet." Shawn looked at me so brightly that I was a little terrified, my legs softened quickly, and my vision became blurred. Looking at him, he smiled at me, "You should be judged."

I doubted him before, but I couldn't believe my own judgment, and even Hope's judgment was wrong, even now I still can't believe it, he seemed to say something later, but I was already unconscious at that time, Not a word was heard.

……

My headache seems to be a little bit better, but I still can't concentrate, and my head is a little dizzy. It feels like my mental power is overused. I guess it will be better slowly, which makes me feel a little relieved .

I don’t know where it is, the space is very small, I am lying on my side, if I move my hands and feet a little, I will touch something hard, I simply kicked the things next to my feet, soon Shawn came to see me , He opened this space - I just found out that this is actually the trunk of the car, no wonder it's so crowded.

He held the lid of the trunk with one hand, held a gun in the other, and looked down at me. My eyes narrowed because of the sudden exposure to the light. He looked at me as if he was a little excited and a little nervous. Blinking quietly: "I finally caught you, shhh, be quiet, we'll be there soon."

I didn't intend to escape now, since it's in the hands of Unsub, how can I not find out the ins and outs?

He closed the trunk lid, took me for another drive, stopped, and threw me out of the trunk on the ground.

It hurt a bit, but my body was covered with grass, so it wasn't very severe. I looked around, and it seemed familiar. He untied the rope on my ankle, ordered me to stand up, and tied a section of the rope to the He took my hand and led me for a while like a puppy.

"What do you want to do?" I asked as I walked. I wasn't nervous at all. After all, my head didn't hurt so much anymore. I can't protect my whole body, at least I can guarantee that my head is not blown out, and there is no threat to my life. I am very confident. I even compared the scenery here with the various parks in my mind. "Where is this place?"

He ignored me. I looked around and saw a rather iconic building: "Oh, this is Washington No. [-] Park? It's been rebuilt again."

This place has been remodeled all the time. I don’t know how many times it has been rebuilt since I was a child, so there are not many people here. I came here a few years ago, and the surrounding environment is not much similar to that at that time.

"Hey, Shawn, why don't you talk?" I pulled the rope in my hand and asked the person in front, Shawn turned around angrily with a gun, his face was a bit hideous: "Shut up!"

"Okay." I shrugged and said relaxedly. After about half a minute of silence, I couldn't help shaking him again, "Okay, Shawn, can you tell me why you want to arrest me? I don't I don’t feel like I’ve committed any crime, my file has always been very clean.”

"You are guilty, it's just that others don't know." Shawn said without looking back, he seemed to be a little nervous, "Judges don't know, police officers don't know, even the FBI doesn't know, but I know, I am very Clear! You are guilty! You will only bring fear and blood to others."

The more he talked, the more excited he became, the veins on his forehead burst out, his face was flushed, and the veins on the hand holding the gun burst out. He seemed to be trying to restrain his excitement, but it didn't work at all. His breathing The sound was very loud-then he pushed me hard, pressed my shoulders to force me to kneel on the grass, pointed the gun at me: "confess!"

"What?" I looked up at him and asked with a smile.

He tapped my head with a gun: "I say! Plead guilty! Plead guilty!"

"No, I'm not guilty." I looked him in the eyes and said, I've finally confirmed that his mental state is really not right, and he growled at me: "No! You are guilty!"

I licked my lips and said, "So the two girls before, did you treat them the same way?"

I feel a little sad when I think of those two innocent little girls. This is a completely innocent disaster for them. It makes sense for me to be targeted, but they are just my substitute. It's not so unreasonable to say sarcasm: "The two of them cried bitterly at you, crying and saying that they are innocent, are you very happy? You are still a policeman! How could you do such a thing!"

"I didn't! They're not innocent! They're guilty!" He cried out in despair, his hand holding the gun was trembling, I slowly stood up from the ground, he seemed to have ignored me, just being with his own Fighting against mental illness seems to have cost him all his experience. I smiled and continued to mock him: "You always comfort yourself like this in the dead of night? Convince yourself that everyone you kill is guilty?!"

"I admit that the few people you killed at the beginning were indeed scumbags, and I even admired you." I reached out and held the gun body, staring at Shawn's eyes, he seemed to be about to collapse , but I continued relentlessly, "Have you ever paid attention to the newspapers? They called you the city's judge at first, and now guess what they call you? Scum, serial killer."

"Congratulations," I said softly, "isn't this the person you most want to judge?"

I gently tugged on his gun, trying to snatch it away when he wavered, but his alertness was much higher than I thought, even though he looked like he was about to collapse, he still held the gun tightly , I made such a move, which aroused his vigilance, and he even calmed down immediately, staring at me, that gaze made me feel a little crazy: "Maybe what you said is right, but before I make the final Before the verdict, I will kill you first."

I let go of the gun body to show that I was harmless, and I still tried to convince him, because during training, the teacher told me repeatedly that you can't hurt others unless you don't have the FBI, even if it's in the hands of the unsub There are guns, and as long as he doesn't intend to shoot, we can't shoot.

The same theory applies to my abilities.

Shawn didn't shoot immediately, he just pointed the gun at me and tried to threaten me: "I said, kneel on the ground."

"I won't plead guilty, I'm not guilty." I stared at him and said, he frowned vigorously, shook his butt, and yelled at me: "Kneel! Get down!"

Then I heard the siren, and from Shawn's expression, he obviously heard it too, which made him even more agitated. He grabbed the rope around my wrist and tried to force me to kneel on the ground. The effect of the anesthetic had not fully passed , so I was a little limp and dragged by him and staggered forward two steps.

I made a quick calculation in my heart. I probably can't protect the whole body now, but the key parts are still ok. If I changed it before, I really couldn't do this, but I have studied in the fbi academy for more than half a year. The main purpose of the course is to let me master how to use my powers accurately.

It wasn't until this moment that I cut the rope in my hand, clenched my hands into fists, and knocked the gun out of his hand.

After all, he was a police officer before, even if he is crazy now, his instinct is still there, he counterattacked and punched me on the shoulder, I activated the ability, obviously his hand hurt very much due to the reaction force, I wanted to prevent him The pain continued, and I quickly knocked him out with a punch. Although I don't have much strength now, but with the power bonus, my strength is enough to dislocate his jaw.

It took another minute or so for them to come over. I was already sitting on the grass waiting for them. Reid ran first with a gun in his hand. The trotting posture made me feel happy.

The same is true of the posture of holding the gun. It looks almost like begging someone to grab it.

He ran close, looked at the comatose Shawn, frowned slightly and put the pistol back into the holster around his waist, and then slowly walked towards me, this long-armed and long-legged look It looks really cute, the whole person looks like a slender beauty, coupled with his British-style clothes, he always looks like a weak gentleman.

It was a delight to watch.

"Didn't you say that no matter where you go, we will follow you?" Reid stood in front of me and scolded me, frowning with a worried look on his face, "Why didn't you tell us when you went to find Shawn? Why do you have to act alone? , Didn’t you say you couldn’t leave our sight when you made this plan?”

It seems that the anesthetic in my body has not been metabolized, and now I feel dizzy and dizzy. It is rare to hear Reid speak to me in such a tone. I always feel a sense of novelty. I looked up at him: "I'm sure, There are still supernatural powers, don't worry."

"After taking ketamine, you don't have any ability to resist at all! Don't think I don't know! If it wasn't for luck, you would probably be dead now." Reid cried out in a low voice, with an annoyed expression on his face, "I You shouldn't agree to this plan!"

"I'm fine now." I opened my hands to him, and smiled at him with my face up, "Don't be angry, come on, pull me up, I'm a little weak."

"The aftereffects of ketamine." Reid grumbled and stretched out his hand towards me. I used some strength to drag him to the ground, and fell on the grass with me. Reid got up from me in a hurry, wrinkled Eyebrows look at me, "What are you doing?"

I laughed in a good mood, stretched out my hand to hook his neck, and didn't care about his complaints: "I'm acting like a baby with my boyfriend... well, I won't do this again, don't be angry."

Reid was speechless for a while, pursed his lips and stared at me for a while, then sighed and said helplessly after a while: "Well, we all know you will do this again next time."

"If it were you, you would definitely make the same choice as me." I stood up from the grass, patted the grass clippings on my body, and looked towards Shawn, "It's worth it if you catch the unsub yes, isn't it?"

I thought reid would nod in agreement, but he refuted my statement after being silent: "No, it's not as good as your safety, the price of arresting unsub shouldn't be you, even in this case, I wouldn't I want you to go on an adventure."

I touched his arm and said nothing.

I think I understand this feeling, as if facing Laura's stk, although it is the best and fastest way, I still don't want to let Reid take risks.

However, in order to induce unsub, we always end up making such a choice.