[Criminal Minds] Wooden Legs of Justice

There are times when a person suddenly feels an inexplicable loathing for one's family, friends, place of birth, country, and perhaps even one's own race.

Now Morgan suddenly has this feeling, he hates where he was born, why he is a "nigger", why is he called a surname that clearly belongs to the black neighborhood...

Emily glanced at Morgan and felt that the expression of the handsome chocolate guy was not quite right. The former Interpol keenly discovered that this had something to do with what the little doctor was saying.

"The first two victims, of course, here we have to deepen the fact that it was the same murderer - Major Reed and Lieutenant Bouvier were black, but now Jones is white, which just doesn't fit the profile. Serial killers targeted..." The Doctor circled Jones on the whiteboard.

"This kind of thing has happened to all the BAU agents, it's not a big deal." Morgan leaned against the corner at the end of the conference table with a cup of coffee, and the handsome chocolate guy already had a bad feeling.He's trying to convince himself that it's all right.

"There is a ghost living in everyone's past." The lion smiled, but his mind was filled with gray, exploding houses, dark rainforest...Of course, these are not the memories of his childhood.

The big lion looked up at the very serious little doctor who speculated, and suddenly realized that the only good memories he had left were all brought by his little doctor, otherwise his life would always be the foggy streets of Victorian London , full of fog, blood, violence and extreme power...

Ulrich looked at Leo, suddenly a little curious, what is this handsome man thinking?

The handsome chocolate guy's gaze fell blankly somewhere in the void. He felt that the little guy chattering in front of the whiteboard should really shut up, otherwise he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't go up and punch that kid.

The little doctor wrote the cause of death next to the names of several victims: suspected poisoning, severe blow to the back of the head, and broken neck.

"But that's not the point. The point is the expression of death... Obviously the latter two are more intense and artistic... Oh, well, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that." The little doctor glared helplessly at himself. JJ apologizes, even though he doesn't understand where his metaphor went wrong.

"The next two murders happened after we arrived." The little doctor wrote the time on the whiteboard, and then he froze for a moment, not sure if he should continue to speculate. Rossi frowned tightly, hesitating He glanced in Morgan's direction: "Reid, what do you mean?"

The little doctor seemed to be trying to suppress his excitement, so that he looked the same as usual, otherwise he would feel that he was immoral: "Maybe the current victim is not the original victim?"

The big lion cast an admiring glance at his little doctor. This little guy with an unusually beautiful mind is always astonishingly clever, but at the same time, such a behavior that has never been vigilant is really hard to reassure.

"He's really a gullible guy." Leo skillfully flicked out a cigarette with his unwrapped left hand, and lit it between his lips: "So, what's the guess about the intended victim? Kid?"

The little doctor didn't seem to want to talk at all, and his expression told everyone that it's best not to ask any more questions.

Rossi continued the topic to avoid the little doctor's embarrassment: "The original victim was a black man? So, Reid, what is your guess?"

The big lion shrugged, crossed his slender fingers lightly, and flicked the cigarette ash smartly: "That means, the original victim is very likely to be a black man now."

This is a beautiful reverse speculation, but the result of this speculation is that the killer in the test writing points to their colleague - Derek. Morgan.

The little doctor glanced in the direction of Morgan in embarrassment, Morgan's current expression was intimidating.

"This is just a test..." The little doctor looked at Morgan and said in a low voice.

But there are almost no shortcomings in this test, except for the directivity of this test-Morgan.

It perfectly explained why Morgan didn't hear any movement and why the deceased appeared in Morgan's room, but at the same time, it was only a speculation about the "corpse in the room" case. Most importantly, Morgan had no motive for killing unless it was an accident For the so-called legitimate defense.

"Well, I hope I didn't hear anything just now." Rossi rubbed his temples with a headache, trying to comfort Morgan in his own way.

The big lion didn't laugh at the "police dog" as usual, but at the same time, he didn't intend to comfort him at all.

"Don't expect me to say something to comfort this wolfhound, just rely on his expression of wanting to strangle the little doctor just now." Lion thought with vengeance.

And the little doctor standing alone in front of the whiteboard was completely embarrassed, he could hardly imagine how he came up with the profile just now.

"It's like talking nonsense... Morgan must want to kill me now!" The little doctor lowered his head, secretly looked at Morgan from the corner of his eye, and instinctively drew a worse profile - Morgan was very depressed , seems to be angry with himself - because he is a black man, or the only black man in the BAU.

It happened once, in some black neighborhood, that nasty police officer tried to dig up Morgan's dark history to prove that he was responsible for a series of murders.

"Too bad, this feels like cheating for personal gain, or dereliction of duty...there are only two explanations." The little doctor followed the big lion to the archives of the underground base dejectedly.

The BAUs have no clue, hoping to find some clues in the past files, similar to racial discrimination, of course, this kind of work cannot be done without the participation of the little doctor.

Hotch and Tim plus some Ulrich who for some reason came over to talk to someone, maybe there would be something to learn about the victim.

Rossi and Emily were going to look at the victim's body again, compare the three bodies, and at least analyze whether it was the work of a serial killer.

As for the depressed handsome chocolate guy, in order to avoid suspicion and appease his small emotions after being slandered, he was left in the temporary office and made a secondary analysis of various materials with JJ.

"It's nothing, actually no one really thinks that Morgan is the murderer..." The big lion scratched the little doctor's palm with his slender fingers, comforting the frustrated little doctor, "This is just a test, the black soldiers here are not here few."

"I can't do anything... It's like I should have thought that you would never slip..." The little doctor stopped, looking guiltily at one of the lion's bandaged paws.

Leo didn't speak, just clenched his fist against the bridge of his nose and coughed.

"Maybe my profile is wrong... I think someone must have done a good job, so that people can pin the suspect on the BAU agent." The little doctor continued to think about it, while making up a disgusting horror story full of malice. He used the image of a middle-aged bald man to cater to the murderer's appearance and body, but unfortunately, his speculation was denied by the brutal and fatal state of death.

"The person who murdered Jones must be a very skilled guy..." The little doctor wobbled ahead with his hands in his pockets, "But I think there must be quite a few people with such skills in this underground base." ..."

"Oh, don't be like this, not even a soldier can have this kind of skill." A certain lion muttered softly after him.

"What?" The little doctor, who was immersed in the palace of his thoughts, came back to his senses, and turned his head to look at the big lion following him.

"It's nothing." The big lion smiled, and just lowered his head to kiss the little doctor's lips with a "chirp".

The little doctor's face flushed immediately, he glanced left and right to see if he caught anyone's attention, and then quickly fled forward with pink bubbles.

The big lion laughed: "Kid, wait!"

The little doctor turned a deaf ear, and then turned to the left at the end of the corridor.

The big lion said helplessly: "The archives room is on the right..."

The little doctor backed up and turned to the right without looking back.

With the approval of the base leadership and the access code, Dr. Reid and Leo entered the archives room of the underground base. When the heavy metal door slid open sideways, accompanied by the sound of "sizzling" electricity, the lights on the top automatically lights up.

The data of all personnel serving in this base, including those who have been retired, are stored here.These paper materials are the most original and unmodified, not the kind of files that end with a few lines on the computer that can be modified through the background.

The white light in the archive room looks a little harsh on the metal partition, and the rows of shelves extend all the way to the end, which seems to have a tendency to develop to the upper space.

Of course, there are also the same hard metal walls, but according to the accurate vision of the little doctor...

"The walls here are thicker than the walls in my room... I guess there should be some anti-theft measures." The little doctor tapped the wall lightly with his fingers, but he didn't seem very interested, but rather absent-minded.

The big lion waited silently for the little doctor's next words, and watched his little doctor at a loss among the many files.

After a while, the little doctor hesitated and said, "Seriously, you don't plan to talk to that military doctor? I think... um..."

The little doctor didn't know how to speak. After all, he didn't want Leo to go to that brown-haired woman. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the woman was very interested in Leo.

The big lion put one hand on the little doctor's shoulder with a smile, turned the confused little doctor around and hugged him, and took a bite on the thin earlobe: "Forget it, if she really knows something, she will Come find me yourself."

The bodies of the two were tightly pressed together, and the little doctor's neck was red now, and he secretly cursed this big lion that can be in heat anytime and anywhere - your aristocratic appearance!What a swinger!Why are you a rogue now! ?

"Okay, okay... Let's take a look at the files first, in case it's really some kind of Manson family trick..." The little doctor stammered, trying not to look like he was running away , and quickly leaned over to the side shelf.

The lion hooked his mouth, thinking about the so-called Manson family. Although it sounds unbelievable now, there were so many people who believed it wholeheartedly at that time, and it also caused a huge commotion.

"But the old man is still alive, and I heard that there is a young and beautiful girl who is desperately trying to marry him." Leo put his uninjured hand on the shelf, looked down through the gap in the file The name of the little doctor.

"Oh, this shows one thing, they are all unreasonable lunatics..." The little doctor muttered without raising his head.

"No, sometimes it shows another thing - religious leaders, like politicians, are successful liars, and when they fail, they become the Manson family."

There was a smile on the corner of the lion's mouth, and there was a broken brown paper bag in his hand, and the name of a book was revealed in it - "Don Quixote".

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