[Criminal Minds] Wooden Legs of Justice

"Are you going to visit dianna during this vacation?" Leo asked.

"No." Reid gestured at the bandage on his hand, the bandage on his wrist hadn't been removed yet. "I didn't want dianna to worry," Reid explained. "She never imagined that I would choose a job like the FBI. She always thought that I would like to teach in a school or something. But, God knows, I hate campuses, from the bottom of my heart. Yes." Reid emphasized.

"Because of school violence?" Leo glanced at Reid's expression, "Forget it, I didn't say it."

"No, if you want to know something, or want to say anything, please go ahead!" Reid said angrily.

Leo felt his fur explode.

"Well, actually, I think the overly open education method in the United States is not necessarily correct." At this time, Leo was driving the car.The plan to keep the little doctor in his own home for the night fell through.

They received a private invitation from Rossi to go to an Italian house party, although Rossi was the only one in the family. Leo simply suspected that Rossi did it on purpose.

"School violence, racial discrimination... There is a lack of necessary attention from teachers on campus, and the school does not punish them... American society hates the elite model. They hate everything that is different from the public. Everything that is superior to others will be punished. Unfair treatment. So hypermarkets appeared instead of custom clothing stores." Leo looked at Reid meaningfully.

"Absolute freedom creates no freedom. When violence and collective behavior replace cautious thinking, civilization disappears and human beings return to the barbaric era." Leo was smoking again. Reid wanted to grab his cigarette, but in the end he didn't move.I have to say that Leo's smoking posture is very sexy.

"You are suitable for the British educational environment." Leo said. "Little doctor, you should stay in an elite educational environment."

"You graduated from the National Academy of Fine Arts in Florence, how is it there?" The little doctor didn't want to get entangled in campus issues, so he asked about Leo's situation.

"It's a very romantic place. But it's also very dangerous to gather a group of lunatic art lovers together." Leo seemed to think of something, and laughed happily: "For example, someone rushes into you suddenly in the early morning I call you to go to the suburbs to paint the night sky together, hoping to paint the starry night of Van Gogh."

"Then did you go to school in Germany?" Reid continued to inquire, he wanted to know about Leo's past.Detailed, not Queen Garcia's file.

"Oh, I can't talk about going to school there. Reid, I have never received a systematic education. There is no elementary school, no entrance exam, no application school. When I suddenly want to feel the university one day, I go Italy. Most of my time in Deutschland I hunted deer in Bavaria, sometimes in the forests of Baden-Baden." Leo looked at Reid and smiled.And the latter was surprised from ear to ear at his miraculous experience.

"No wonder Morgan always says you're a beast in a gentleman's skin!"

"Ha! That big police dog has always had keen instincts."

Enthusiastic Italian men will always hold a house party when they have nothing to do and are alone, to relieve the loneliness of a single old man.

In fact, as a successful writer, a good book club can do this.But Rossi likes his lovely colleagues who are young and energetic.There is more common language between them most of the time.

Given that almost all of the BAUs have an almost horrendous culinary skill, a get-together away from takeout is obviously popular.

When Leo and Reid arrived, dusk hadn't completely fallen, and the two big cedar trees in front of Rossi's door hadn't gotten rid of the Christmas atmosphere, which made his small courtyard look extraordinarily fancy.

Rossi's royalty income is so good that even Reid doesn't doubt that he's making ends meet.

The smell of baked cookies filled the whole house. Reid was distracted almost instantly and was lured into the kitchen.The trick of stealing food was discovered by Rossi, who slapped the back of his hand.

"Reid, good food takes patience."

Rossi's fuchsia suit with an indigo white-dot bow tie is full of Italian style.It looked like Rossi was celebrating something.

Sure enough, after dinner, Rossi brought out a stack of new books and gave them to a group of BAUs.

"The Devil's Hour: Sanctified in the Morning, Corrupted in the Evening. Hey, is this your new book?" Morgan asked.

"I heard you've been planning it for five years!" Reid flipped through it with interest.

"It's not out yet! It's just been printed." Rossi raised his glass, looking proud.

Leo clinked glasses with Rossi dumbfounded.

"Hey, Rossi, is it really good to wrap an academic article into a novel?" Reid skimmed through their conversation, frowning.

"What do you think?" Rossi asked Reid with great interest.

"Rossi, is that even possible? Some kind of serial killer with a particular purpose becomes a vigilante - that kind of sounds like that kind of underground law enforcement. Rossi I'm not sure I like the idea if you weren't Rossi , I even wonder if you are going to be included in the danger list!" The little doctor said quickly.

"What was it about?" Morgan asked Reid. "What's the story?"

"Oh, a high-IQ sociopathic personality killer who hunted psycho serial killers and made cops. That's it. But it's impossible. Such a person hates constraints, has his own law enforcement, is smart, Cruel, rational, strong, doesn't like teamwork. He may be an agent, spy or something, and do some shady things for the government, but he can't be a policeman, a social law enforcement officer. If the opponent has hostages, Law enforcement officers will take the rescue of hostages as their primary goal, but such people will take killing criminals as their primary goal. They can even choose to kill them when they can clearly be captured alive. This is their preferred hunting behavior."

Reid paused and said, "The light is the same in the morning and at dusk. Rossi has hidden the meaning of 'transformation' in the title. I don't deny that it sounds good, but in fact, this kind of law enforcement can be called underground People in general cannot pass the psychological assessment of the police. They are often a little nervous, so in previous cases, this kind of people always try to get close to the police to find out some news.” When the little doctor finished speaking, he found that the BAUs in the living room Looking at him dumbfounded, Leo noticed that Reid's ears were red.

"Precise deduction!" Leo leaned towards the little doctor in appreciation, his little doctor is really smart.

"It's just a novel! reid!" JJ rolled his eyes.

"There are always exceptions, Reid, you shouldn't always be analyzing data, we should be full of imagination." Rossi said earnestly, "Sometimes only one extra condition is needed, and the transformation is complete."

"Sounds romantic." Garcia bubbled pink.

"Well, in a nutshell, about the N usages of serial killers." Leo's generalization won a lot of laughter.

Reid obviously couldn't drink enough, he drank a few glasses of champagne, his pale skin flushed obviously, and he was playing cards with Morgan and the others in the living room in a daze.

But the alcohol didn't seem to corrode the little doctor's computer-like brain.Because he has won four times in a row.

Morgan's tangled expression was reflected in his caterpillar-like eyebrows, "The casinos in Las Vegas are right, you are forbidden to enter."

Leo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, drinking the remaining wine in his glass.

Rossi admired Leo's slender and straight back with admiration, "Although Garcia is sometimes out of tune, sometimes she is right. You look like a Renaissance sculpture, Leo, or Michelangelo's." Kind of exaggerated strength." Rossi walked to Leo, "Do you like my new book? Garcia thinks it's very romantic."

Leo looked at the old guy beside him whom he had known for seven years, thinking that he knew a little about himself and Reid, the old fox has always been sensitive.

"Looks good." Leo nodded at him.

The BAUs decided to spend the night at Rossi's big house to avoid tomorrow's headlines - FBI agent driving drunk late at night.

"Or a more philosophical title - The Return of Post-Prohibition Government," Leo suggested.

In the early hours of the morning, an emergency call from the FBI headquarters announced the early end of the BAU Christmas holiday.

"The matter is a bit sensitive. The police in Michigan have already contacted the Canadian police. They said they need the support of BAU." JJ, who has been the contact person, explained to everyone.

The BAUs, who had only slept for less than two hours, staggered and had a splitting headache.

Reid kept pinching the bridge of his nose, and a red mark appeared on his delicate nose. Leo had to take out another bottle of cold beer and apply it to him.

They couldn't even drive back to Quantico.The alcohol was still burning in their veins.

Hotch called a taxi by phone, which solved the problem.

"This is already the seventh body." On the BAU plane, JJ explained the case.

Detectives are struggling to stay awake.

This time their destination is Su, where Lake Superior and Lake Huron meet.saint mary.

"The place is next to Canada. The federal police have contacted the Canadian police for fear that criminals will cross the border."

The body did not attract the attention of the police at first, and it looked like an ordinary drowned person.This happens every year in the Great Lakes region, and what is normal can no longer be normal.

"But this time the children were found to be about seven or eight years old. There is almost no time difference between the parents discovering the child's disappearance and the forensic examination of the child's death." JJ played the projection to everyone, "The most important thing is that these are twins !Each victim was one of the twins."

There is no more obvious trait of a serial killer than this!

"Hah, Sue. On the other side of St. Mary's, Canada also has a Sue. St. Mary's is also a twin." Reid leaned on Leo's shoulder, said vaguely, and then fell asleep