Black friday

That's when Reid walked up to Wednesday.

Reid said, "Hi, Girl, I mean I know your name... Where is your family? Uh, I mean do you need a hot chocolate?"

Children always have a sweet tooth, and they get the double strength of love and joy from it.

Wednesday's answer is irrelevant: "Thanks, I don't need it. Those bright lights will burn my skin, and the warm coat is like an airtight cage," she refers to the clean one Katie brought but she discarded. Jacket, "and the rich and tangy hot chocolate, please, it's hopeless."

After counting down these impolite receptions one by one, Wednesday's eyes unconsciously carried some coquettish condemnation, and finally she couldn't bear to speak her heart to the little doctor: "This is terrible."

"..."

Reid showed a bewildered expression, and he looked back at his colleagues. The group of people were talking and whispering to each other, but they just didn't give him a positive look.He went to see Morgan in the diagonal corner. Morgan was still holding back a smile and typing on the keyboard. Obviously, he was more willing to communicate with Garcia in the FBI headquarters about the interesting things that happened here than to save the prettyboy who was "in jail". .

Reid puffed out his cheeks in frustration and decided to change the subject.

He stretched out his hand, made a fist with his right hand and pressed it to his lips, looked into Wednesday's eyes, expressed a serious attitude, and asked, "Sorry, let's talk about something else, for example, can I get to know him?" ?”

Wednesday's eyes rolled, and Thing, who was named, greeted the little doctor politely—it stood upside down, its wrist stood on Wednesday's left shoulder, and its five fingers swayed slightly.

"He's part of our family and Thing is a great guy," Wednesday said.

Reid observed her, this is a well-born, well-educated girl, even though she is not willing to get in touch with people because of her temperament, or her words just made people laugh, but she still maintains good manners .From Reid's point of view, these influences probably come from her family, which should be a very rich and worry-free life. Parents love each other and put a lot of love into their children. They may have some ancient inheritance , this speculation stems from the little girl's attire and her unusual behavior pattern.

Of course, the most important thing right now is how to figure out her identity. BAU had to leave after the support, but Katie said that this girl is a very annoying existence. People from the anti-child crime team could not find her existence in the local household registration filed by the police station, so Katie chose to ask them to stay more Stay for a while and return the girl intact to her parents' arms.

"Yeal, I saw it, he stopped Michael Earlson, it's awesome!" Reid said, torn between shaking hands and not shaking hands, firmly insisting on his habit of not reaching out to Thing, just nodding slightly at it .

Then he continued to talk, and steered the topic in the direction he wanted to know without any trace: "Maybe you can satisfy my curiosity, are you a big family, good guys like Thing, you know, generally speaking There is not a big 'ethnic group'?"

As mentioned above, Dr. Reid regards Thing as an advanced technological product. He is not very interested in this aspect, and his research is not much compared with others, but it is only "in comparison". Reid guessed that such a flexible technology surpasses what he has seen so far—the technology of drones—machine beetles are more things, not to mention the value of research and development, the relationship between the cost and other social aspects, it is doomed It is impossible to mass-produce and put it on the trading market like the "screaming chicken" that has become popular recently.

Of course, these are all rough speculations made by Dr. Reid without knowing the mystery. Although it deviates from the essence by a thousand miles, it is amazing, and the results can be regarded as the same goal.

Wednesday said: "A good guy from the Addams family is naturally a unique treasure."

Reid: Plan to pass!

Reid licked his lips and continued, "Addams? Is that your family?"

Wednesday stared at Dr. Reid with black and white eyes open for a few seconds before saying, "Yes."

"Now, can you tell me your name?" Reid slowed down, and slowly explained the process to the girl.

"...So, we need you to provide some information to ensure that we can help you find your family."

Wednesday shook his head, and the two braids swayed unsteadily.

Reid asked suspiciously: "Is there a problem?"

"My name is Wednesday Addams, my family is far away and as for me, I don't know how I got here," Wednesday said.

She had no expression on her face, but her voice was very gentle and gentle: "I just played in the cellar for a while, and I came here after opening the door."

Reid frowned.The few people who were listening from a little distance away also frowned, they discussed for a while, and Gideon gave Reid to continue cleaning up.

Reid then said: "Then do you have any other relatives? Around here?"

Wednesday is a very smart little girl, she did not reply Reid recklessly with her ignorance, but first asked him some information politely, after knowing that this is Maryland, she thought about it in silence , Cai said: "My brother is Clement Addams. If I remember correctly, he should have lived in Quantico in recent years and worked hard for his hobbies."

Reid: "OK, let's get in touch with him right now, or do you have his contact information saved?"

Wednesday said: "No, but my brother's hobby is drawing, maybe that will help you find him for me."

Reid: "We'll find him soon, don't worry."

Then he talked to Morgan, and Morgan sent another message to Garcia.

As soon as Garcia makes a move, he will know if there is one.Under the control of the genius computer queen, the deciphering of the key words became clear easily.

The characters on the screen were sliding rapidly, and Garcia opened her mouth as she browsed through the information, and from time to time she would let out an unladylike exclamation.

"Wow, look what I found?"

"God, a talented artist, more specifically, a talented painter."

"Let the wise Queen Garcia take a look at how many suffixes this new genius has... A genius boy who combines classical and avant-garde, the light of the muse, this is a bit unexpected, you know those people in Sweetheart are always clichés Compliment others, the Muse's darling, the Muse's darling, God knows the Muse is so poor. But as far as I can see, this gentleman really deserves such a compliment..."

"Hey!" Morgan cut him off amusedly: "Babygirl, I guess he looks so good? That you compliment him so enthusiastically."

"Don't say that about my chocolate boy," Garcia hooked a smug smile: "I know what you want to say-I don't know as much about art as about computers, but you have to believe that there is always some art in the world that doesn't distinguish National borders, men and women, insiders and outsiders... Really, people like to divide into so many categories."

Garcia grumbled a little, followed by an even more flamboyant compliment: "Let me find something a little more secret, can we call this a 'Secret Garden'? Whose? The Queen's Secret Garden?"

She smiled very happily.

Morgan was still amazed, he had gone outside with his computer, leaving the room for Wednesday, Jake and his mother.

Not having to worry about the kids made his teasing more lively. Morgan winked at everyone, "How funny, the professional and powerful queen of science and engineering is also captured by a boy from the art department."

Reid leaned closer to the computer, just in time to see the scanned image of Clement Addams' work that Garcia sent over.

In view of the particularity of works of art, photography is prohibited in many first-class museum galleries.So Garcia found only a few pictures on the Internet. To be more specific, Garcia intercepted the announcement poster of the young painter's upcoming art exhibition.

The poster design is very simple, a picture with a sentence to point out the theme of the exhibition:

Virtue, discord, war, misery,

Virtue, peace, happiness, harmony.

"Shelley's poems." Reid said as if talking to himself, his eyes more fixed on the painting.

"It looks really good." JJ also saw it, and she commented: "The overwhelming tension gave me the illusion of being infected."

Both Gideon and Hotch looked over, and they pondered for a while with aspirations, and praised: "It's really rare, have they finally stopped pursuing abstraction that no one can understand?"

"In fact, the meaning of abstract painting is very broad. I remember that there was an introduction that 'abstract is a relative concept of concreteness. It is a new concept that is extracted from a variety of things and synthesized into a new concept'. The theme expressed is also a different concept..."

Reid was habitually eloquent, Elle and Morgan squinted at him at the same time: "English, Please!"

Reid obediently said: "So Garcia's phrase 'merging classical and avant-garde' can be interpreted as 'a new fusion of classicism and abstraction'."

He looked at the painting and said: "The background is a rough brushwork with large color blocks and large color blocks superimposed, but it can catch people's attention at the first time and let us see the rows of ribs extending from those lines. Flowers, the light and shadow are reversed, which means that the decay of dead things gives birth to new life, and it can also be said to be a biological chain in nature."

"...I have to mention, Reid, your explanation is too mechanical. Look at the romantic brushstrokes, the flowing colors of light and shadow. It is obviously a heavy theme, but it is by no means deliberately created saturation. But you have to admit, they have no One does not make people feel that the world is beautiful and peaceful." Garcia's voice flowed from the screen to here, not to be outdone.

Morgan was powerless: "Babyboy and babygirl, maybe you still have the heart to care about the happy me. I don't want to hear you two vomit artistic bubbles at all. It will make me feel like I'm turning into a fish tank around me."

The two laughed at the same time.

JJ raised his eyebrows: "Well, I really want to ask what kind of fish we have all turned into."

Garcia stuck out her tongue and sent Morgan the contact information and pictures she had found of Clement.

Then, she blacked out the video.It is worth mentioning that Garcia did not forget to chatter her opinion before hanging up: "You really have to see, this family has an overly pretty face."

Garcia deleted all the data on the computer with one click, humming happily: "My dear dear, beautiful boy~"

The author has something to say:

Me, the illiterate.

>>This article actually has two super big bugs, the era and timeline - the timeline of the Adams family and Criminal Minds is completely different, and the other one is the profiling (looking at the sky as if nothing happened

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