[Criminal Minds] Wooden Legs of Justice

Hotch bent down and picked up the dried rose.The color of the dried flowers is not as bright as the flowers in the flower shop, but instead exudes a sense of decadence. The color is black and purple from the red, as if dyed by blood, which makes people feel very ominous.

"Louis XIV." Rossi carefully observed the rose with Hotch's hand, and accurately reported the variety of the rose.

The NSA agent reappeared in front of Lieutenant General Bob, holding an evidence bag in his gloved hand.

"How is it? Who made a long-range sniper attack to rescue you?" Lieutenant General Bob actually knew it well, and the Leon Harbsburg family probably had something to do with it.Otherwise, after such a long time and such a coincidence, when Leon was in the car, someone would have rescued the National Security Bureau!

"Lieutenant General, we found this." The agent presented the things in his hands to the Lieutenant General.

Inside the evidence bag was a dried rose.

"Louis XIV..." Lieutenant General Bob carefully identified it.

"knockknockknockat heaven'sdoor..." Tim hummed softly along with the music.

Morgan was driving, turned his head sideways, and saw this 33-year-old man who was not much older than the little doctor leaning on the car door humming.It looked unprecedentedly quiet, like a lazy Persian cat basking in the sun.

Morgan frowned and continued to look at the road ahead, thinking that maybe this Tim was the real Tim.Then, Morgan was taken aback by what he thought - how could he think such a quiet guy was what Tim's rambunctious guy really looked like?

"Gun N' Rose?" Morgan asked curiously.

"Yeah, it's a very old rock band, huh? Few people listen to it, right!" Tim smiled at Morgan showing two small canine teeth.It looks very pleasing. "I like it very much."

"Here we are. Let's go see the agent who is probably in a state of distress." Tim got out of the car first, looked at the circle of media reporters outside the hotel, and smiled happily.

"Will the FBI intervene in the investigation this time?"

"Is there any connection between the death of Michelle. Ellen and the recent gun shootings in Las Vegas?"

"Do you know what is the relationship between Michelle.Ellen and the banquet held at the M Hotel?"

For a moment, all the short shots from the media were aimed at Tim who got out of the car first.

Morgan saw this old man with a minor face showing a harmless smile: "No comment."

"Huh? This is?" Reid leaned closer to the file in Emily's hand to look.

Leo followed up and greeted Emily.

"Ah! Bullet?" The little doctor exclaimed, attracting the attention of Emily and Leo.

"Oh, there's nothing to make a fuss about reid." Emily was taken aback, and said angrily, "Thanks to it, to a certain extent, it saved your life." Emily refers to the incident in the M Hotel .

"Oh," the little doctor scratched his head in embarrassment, "well, I just want to say that it should come from a remote..."

"Indeed..." Emily shrugged, "Why don't you guess where the bullet came from?"

"I hope it won't be the rooftop of Hotel M." The little doctor swallowed and said dryly.

"Accurate intuition! Kid!" Emily said sympathetically, "You've always been close to the murderer..."

Reid couldn't help but look at Leo on the side.

If Reid hadn't seen Leo in his sight with his own eyes, he would definitely suspect that Leo was that mysterious sniper!But, thank God, he knew it wasn't Leo this time, Leo was in Reid's sight.

"Hey, Reid, don't be distracted. Let's talk about this case!" Emily snapped her fingers in front of Reid.

"Oh, well, but I think our information is probably about the same." Reid looked at Leo and got the other party's approval.

"Why don't you tell me what you know!" Leo said to Emily.

"Us? We don't know what we set up... just came here... Well, the deceased's name is Michelle. Ellen, a third-rate model." Emily looked a little embarrassed, after all, Michelle was Leo's girlfriend less than a day ago .

"She's, well, Leo your girlfriend. I'd rather know what you saw?" Emily gave up her devious policy and told Leo straightforwardly: "Please, if you know anything, just tell me. Hotch put I stayed, he must want to ask why you are in Las Vegas, or the three of you together!"

"Don't tell me you went on vacation together!" Emily made a gesture of refusal with her hands, denying the answer.

"Then there is the banquet at the M Hotel! Leo! It almost includes all the underground forces in Las Vegas so far." Emily looked at Leo suspiciously. Emily used to be an Interpol, and she was obviously better at dealing with these gangs than catching serial killers.

"Leo, can you guarantee that you are not involved in this incident?" Emily looked at Leo expectantly.

"No." After a long time, Emily heard Leo speak.

In fact, people in BAU have a little feeling about these things, but no one raised them first. Hotch left Leo and Reid to Emily who had an Interpol background, avoided Tim who had always been clinging to him, and put him in Morgan's sight...

In doing so, Hotch was actually full of struggles.On the one hand, he wanted to trust his team members, on the other hand, he couldn't convince himself that all this was just a coincidence...

Especially Leo. Harrington's unfathomable background, Tim and Leo are too lazy to hide their familiarity... How could a former mercenary be familiar with an Interpol?

Inside the evidence bag in Hotch's hand was a rose in full bloom, red with black, like half-dried blood, with an ominous feeling.

Rossi, who was driving, glanced worriedly at Hotch, who was sitting on the co-pilot.

Hotch leaned tiredly on the seat, tilted his head slightly, and the crease between his brows was deep.He suddenly felt deeply tired and didn't know what he was doing.

"Aaron, come and see!" The handsome blond man smiled like a child, and smashed the glass window of Hotch's bedroom with a snowball.

Hotch pushed open the window and was hit head-on by a snowball...

"Aaron, would you like some coffee?"

In the empty BAU office, a beautiful man holds a cup of fragrant coffee, pushes open the door of his office, and puts away the reports on his desk...

"Aaron..."

"What are you listening to?" Hotch asked for the first time.

The handsome man who was shaking his head was wearing earphones and didn't hear anything. He just raised his head and smiled at Hotch, showing two small canine teeth.

Hotch shook his head, pulled off his earphones, and Gun N' Rose's heavy metal music came out.

"Like this?" Hotch frowned, what do rebellious teenagers like?Even though it's from the 80's.

"Yeah! Guns N' Roses..." Tim narrowed his eyes slightly in the sunlight.

If he had a plan... Hotch ran his fingers over the rose.The dried roses become brittle, and the petals will shatter and fall when touched casually...

"So, come on, do you have anything to tell me?" Emily said to Leo almost pleadingly.

The little doctor tried his best to shrink himself into a ball so that neither of them would notice him. ——He has never been successful in mediating disputes... Of course, this time will be no exception.

"Sorry, no comment." Leo's attitude was as cold as a piece of ice.

"And you?" Sure enough, Emily turned to Reid.

"I, I..." Reid turned his head to look at Leo, then at Emily with her jaw tensed, and finally said, "I'm sorry."

Reid said this not entirely to maintain Leo's secret, but to some extent, it was also for Lieutenant General Bob's mission.The little doctor is not a person who is used to disappointing the elderly.

"Very good, very good!" Emily's chest rose and fell rapidly: "I'll tell Hotch the matter, and let him judge..." Emily couldn't continue.They didn't like to hand over their companions to the FBI's review team, but she couldn't decide this matter.

"It's okay, Emily. We understand." In the end, Reid could only comfort him.

"Are you Michelle's manager?" Morgan asked the fidgety smoking woman in front of him.

They were not familiar with Hollywood, otherwise, they would have discovered that this woman was a red card manager of Company F.

"Hello." She nodded briefly, "I'm Rachel.Karen, Michelle.Ellen's manager." Karen took another drag on her cigarette.

"We are the BAU under the FBI. We are here to ask you about Michelle.Ellen's situation." Morgan shook hands with Karen, explaining their purpose.

Ms. Karen looked disturbed: "You just ask, I will tell you what I know. Of course, no commercial secrets are involved." She forced a smile and made a small joke.

"We want to know about Michelle's personal relationships."

Morgan didn't think that a third-rate model would be able to get an invitation to a banquet at the M Hotel.

Karen hesitated.

"Michelle is not very famous as far as we know, just has a few print contracts. Obviously, she got an invitation from somewhere." Power is involved.

"Okay, okay! Every company must have an investor! Michelle got an invitation from an investor." Karen had no choice but to admit: "But I didn't know it beforehand. It was Michelle's own choice. You guys You have to know that Hollywood is not a peaceful place, if you want to get ahead, you have to pay something."

"Which investor?" Morgan asked, interrupting Karen's chatter.

Karen gave a name.

Morgan's brows were frowned. Things were a bit unexpected. They originally thought that Michelle would not have anything to do with the serial gun shootings, but the news they got seemed to be absolutely not the case...

Rotxxchildfamily is not something a small person can get on.The family power of this so-called Sixth Empire in Europe is definitely not trivial.

How did Michelle.Ellen, a small model, match up with such a financial family?Morgan wouldn't believe it if he said that there was no matchmaker in the middle.

Tim smiled secretly... Originally he thought that coming here was just a formality, but it seems that there are unexpected gains...

As soon as Hotch and Rossi returned to the office vacated for BAU in Las Vegas, they saw two distinct factions-Leo and Reid's faction, and Emily's alone faction.They sat across a large conference table.

Reid's position didn't seem very firm, and his eyes always drifted in Emily's direction unconsciously.

Seeing this scene, hotch and Rossi understood that their worst fears had happened.

"Harrington, you have nothing to explain?" Hotch called out Leo's last name directly.

"No."

"Okay!" Hotch paced back and forth irritably, pinching his own eyebrows with two fingers.

There is no explanation, no doubt, it seems that everyone knows why the gun shooting happened!He was not surprised at all by the death of his girlfriend at the reception... Similarly, there was no reason why they were in Las Vegas...

Is there anything more suspicious?

"What's the matter with reid?" Rossi asked, but it was reid who asked.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, so Reid changed his hairstyle, his hair was cut a lot shorter, and he looked a little more beautiful, as if he could join the beautiful boy group.

Like Hotch, Rossi didn't believe that Reid would have anything to do with this case, but he wasn't too surprised that Reid would side with Leo—after all, Leo was one of the few people who could get close to Reid.

The little doctor looked at the two big bosses of BAU with clean and clear eyes, and a trace of guilt flashed across his eyes.

"I can't say Rossi" reid said softly

Leo quietly squeezed Reid's hand under the conference table.

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Baa... By the way, I haven't guessed Tim's identity...