[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Rona's neck was tightly strangled by Andrew, and his head rested on Rona's blond hair, whispering in her ear: "Why look at my ugly eyes, your eyes are beautiful enough."

Rona bit her lip and forced herself not to cry.

"Don't cry, don't make your eyes red from crying."

Her tears rolled down all at once.

Andrew looked at the tear stains on the back of his hand with disgust, and injected the medicine in the needle at once.

There were no customers in the fast food restaurant, and Andrew drove them away with a shot to the ceiling. He didn't need an audience, he just needed the final wonderful result to be appreciated.

This is mixed news for the bau team.With a girl in the hands of a murderer, there are no other hostages to worry about.

When Andrew heard the siren, he stopped the knife in his hand, but the force of strangling Rona increased. "Those idiots who bother me!"

Put the knife back into the bag, pulled out the gun and fired three consecutive shots at the glass wall of the fast food restaurant. The spider web-like cracks spread rapidly, and the third bullet broke through the last line of defense, and the whole piece of glass shattered.

Morgan, who rushed ahead, turned around and pulled the others away from the fate of being affected by the glass slag

Hotch and Oliver approached carefully, stopping in a safe area where they wouldn't irritate the killer.

Andrew's hand was replaced with a sharp knife again, and he leaned against Rona's temple.

Hotch raised his gun, "Andrew Gerry, put down the knife in your hand, or there will be no room for turning things around."

Could it be that there is really room for change when he puts down the knife?No kidding, gem collectors have killed nine people, and California isn't abolishing the death penalty.This is a negotiating trick, using language traps to make the murderer think that his crimes can be forgiven.

But the cold-blooded serial killers always don't think what they do is a sin, and they hope that the world will know their works.

Andrew didn't take the next step, but just confronted the police without saying a word.

Oliver took a few steps forward, but a short distance was enough to make Andrew vigilant, staring straight at Oliver,

"Andrew, can you put down the knife and let this girl go?"

"Shut up!" Andrew yelled, but froze again.

"Oliver, continue." Gideon reminded quietly, noticing Andrew's expression.

"Andrew..."

"I can let this girl go, but I want a hostage exchange, and I want you!"

Oliver decided to agree without hesitation. It was self-evident that an FBI agent or a helpless girl had a better chance of surviving.

But he still turned his head to ask the two leaders, Hotch didn't answer and turned to Gideon, who nodded.

"Okay, let go of Ms. Rona first." Oliver said in a tone that could not be refused.

"Put down your gun and come over alone."

Oliver did as he did, crouching down and slowly lowering the gun to the ground while keeping his eyes on Andrew's every move.

Then walk up to him with your hands up, trying to look as harmless as possible.

Rona was let go by Andrew, but the muscle relaxant injection had taken effect, and she slumped to the ground in an instant. Oliver took off his suit jacket and draped it over her, trying to lift her up.

But Andrew wasn't going to give him the chance, and he grabbed Oliver almost roughly by the hair and pulled him up, choking him around his neck with his left hand.

Careless, Oliver thought.He pretended to be panicked and grabbed Andrew's arm, and said angrily: "We have negotiated the terms!"

"Yes, it's done, it's done." He stared obsessively into Oliver's eyes and kicked Rona, sending her rolling some distance away.

Now these eyes are cold and cold, blue and green, the cool color is perfectly matched, this will be mine!

Morgan stepped forward to carry Rona away, but dared not go any further, the shiny knife was on Oliver's head.

Gideon suddenly felt that he had made a wrong decision.

"How beautiful, these eyes must be the last one sent by God to draw a perfect end to my work."

Oliver was disgusted by his tone. He took a deep breath and looked at Andrew, "Only Satan will walk with you, and you will fall into a dark hell."

His expression twisted in an instant, and Oliver took advantage of his huge emotional fluctuations affecting his IQ, and used his ability to play with Andrew's pain nerves.

Andrew screamed, Oliver grabbed the knife backhand and shouted, "Hotch, shoot."

After the shots were fired, Oliver's knife also went into Andrew's artery.The hot blood shot out like a water gun, and Hotch's shot hit the bull's-eye, piercing his head, and the brain mixed with blood splashed Oliver's face red and white.

Oliver immediately dropped the knife and the corpse, and kicked Andrew's corpse as far as he could. He wiped the blood on his face carelessly with his hands.

Bau's good mother Gideon walked up to Oliver and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"It would be better if you could give me some water to wash my face." Oliver didn't care about what happened just now.

Gideon did hand him a bottle of water.

Well, Oliver reluctantly took it, unscrewed the lid and poured water on his face.

"If you're okay, go see that girl."

???

Oliver realized that Gideon was talking about Rona.

After being rescued, Rona has been reluctant to speak. The police are dealing with the scene. She is sitting alone on a bench inside the street blockade, looking at her shadow under the street lamp. Oliver's coat is still draped over her shoulders. Oliver walks over sit by her side.

"Do not cry?"

Rona looked up and saw Oliver's gentle smile, his eyes changing different shades from different angles under the streetlight.

Rona bowed her head again, unwilling to speak.

"It's fine if you don't cry, don't cry out your makeup."

Rona didn't know why, the water in her eyes gushed out all of a sudden.

Oliver looked at her sideways, and opened his arms to wrap the poor girl in his arms. Although he didn't think it was good to have blood on her clothes, Rona needed a hug right now.

Oliver was not short, and he put his chin on top of Rona's head, patting her on the back lightly. Rona was crying shudderingly, tears soaking Oliver's shirt.

Well, now that it's blood and eyeliner, the shirt has to be thrown away, Oliver thought, but he was willing.

"Thank you." Rona whispered.

Oliver went to buy a new suit and was the last to board the plane.

As soon as he entered the cabin, he met the mocking eyes of Morgan and Prentiss.

"What?" Oliver was a little scared, he didn't feel this way when facing Andrew, okay?

"That Rona, when do you make an appointment to meet again?"

"We didn't exchange contact information, but we left **'s phone number and told her that she could ask bau for help."

Oliver is mentally old enough to be the little girl's grandfather. Besides, his sexual orientation is male, what can he think?

Morgan looked regretful, "That's a beauty, if you kidnap her back, even Gracia will be happy."

Prentiss looked at him bitterly.

Reid on the side was completely out of condition and asked **, but ** shrugged and said he was helpless.

Oliver felt that as an old man, he should stop sitting with these happy young people and play old people's games, such as watching Hotch and Gideon play chess.

Hotch suddenly asked: "Williams, why did you tell me to shoot today, everyone is holding a gun."

Oliver was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, he just subconsciously felt that he should do this, but fortunately his nonsense skills were no worse than his interrogation skills.

"Could bau's sharpshooter miss?" Oliver raised his eyebrows.

Gideon understood, Hotch looked at Oliver still expressionless.

The night had already fallen, the plane passed through the black clouds, and the Los Angeles on the ground through the porthole of the plane became a streamer.

Oliver has to admit that the night view of a modern city is like a river of stars, and this City of Angels is even more unparalleled.I just hope the angels here don't degenerate into demons again.