[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Catherine is a technician of the Ministry of Defense. One day, her boss suddenly throws him a job, which is similar in nature to surveillance.Catherine quietly took a sip of coffee, took the task request list, and thought to herself, probably the Patriot Act has been in effect.

The system will automatically capture faces, and you only need to organize and record the captured scenes, which is an easy job.

Catherine took another sip of coffee, and watched the face captured by the system pop up on the screen. The supervisor did not tell her who the person under surveillance was, or what his name was. Catherine had never seen his photo, only knew the system The circled people are her targets.

The scene on the screen appears to be a gas station convenience store.The surveillance camera was controlled by the system and turned to a blond man standing in front of the cash register. The surveillance target seemed to be aware of the existence of the camera and smiled at the waiter. She didn't know what to say, but Catherine saw the waiter temporarily leave the cashier tower.

He suddenly raised his head and looked straight at the dark camera, as if he could see through this piece of glass and wires and look straight into your eyes.

The sharpness was only at the first moment, and he quickly hooked his lips and smiled gently towards the camera, giving the camera a willful wink, and he was very sure that someone was watching him behind the camera.

However, Catherine has only one thought now, oh, mother***, I am in love, thank my boss for letting me do this job.

Oliver looked away from the camera. After receiving a pack of cigarettes from the cashier, he opened his wallet and was about to take cash, but when he stopped, he decided to swipe his card.Swiping cards makes it easier for the group of people on the east coast to determine their geographic location and give them peace of mind.

If a person looks 60 years old when he is 40 years old, it can be said that he looks young, but if a person is 80 years old and still looks 40 years old, this will cause suspicion.

Oliver used this excuse to easily resign from BAU. Hotch had already reached the retirement age, and then signed some required documents with the above, dumped Kandy, and went on a walk-and-go trip with Hotch.

Well, he's not short of money anyway.

Oliver walked out of the gas station with the paper bag in his arms. Hotch had already filled up the car and was waiting by the side of the road.

The dark sky was dotted with a few stars, and the lights of the gas stations on the highway were more eye-catching than the stars.

Oliver opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, and he piled the paper bags on the ground in the back seat. Hotch turned off the lights in the car and started the engine, "Where do we go next?"

"Let's go along the road that hasn't been taken, we still have a lot of time. It doesn't matter if you get lost."

Hotch turned the steering wheel and the car drove onto the highway, away from the lights of the gas station.

The headlights tear apart the night. There are a lot of cars on this road during the day, but at night a car will not appear lonely, but it will not be so crowded that the road is blocked. It is just that there are occasional cars passing by in the opposite direction. Through the window glass, shot in, and then quickly away.

"What if it's out of gas and hasn't driven to the gas station yet?" Hotch raised his eyebrows.

Oliver leaned his head on the back of the chair, turned a little bit towards Hotch, and rolled his eyes, "Then we can only pray that you have filled up enough gas this time. Have you filled up enough?"

Hotch turned to look at him, "What do you think?"

"I think it's almost there." Oliver bit his lip, "Turn around and look at the road, don't look at me."

"How could I not look at you? Hiss—" Hotch said, taking a sudden breath.

Oliver got down on his stomach and unzipped his pants, and Hotch, as Oliver said, could only look at the yellow, white or red headlights of cars passing by on the highway, the light It's as if the part of him that controls the tactile nerves exploded with light.

It's tense and exciting, but it also brings out the former agent's shame in such a dark and public place that feels private.

"No, not here. Oliver…"

"Why not?" Oliver slurred his words, but a low chuckle could be heard.

"Oh, god..." Hotch didn't know whether this sentence had a greater impact on him, or the mixture of joy and shame in his heart had a greater impact on him. In short, he accidentally used the brake as an accelerator, but it was okay After reacting quickly, there was no accident.

Hotch's broad palm rested on the back of Oliver's head, and he suddenly felt that he should resign and enjoy it.Anyway, the night had already fallen, and there were no lights in the car or on the side of the highway, Hotch was so deluded.

But in the end, he couldn't help it, and turned onto a side road where there were so few vehicles that almost only his car passed by.In the woods beside the road, there were some chaotic sounds of cicadas that didn't sound like car tires sliding across the ground, and there were also some birdsong, which made him even more nervous.His body was indeed like this, and his rationality told him that he had to stop the car now, otherwise the car crash would be followed by death, oh, Oliver is here, there may be no such thing as death.

Hotch pulls the car over to the side of the road, and Oliver makes a sprint at the last second when the car comes to a complete stop. Hotch's foot on the brake slipped, causing the whole car to shake violently.

Oliver looked up, Hotch could hear clear gulps and laughter, Oliver leaned back against the car window, licked his lips, and threw a few tissues to Hotch.

At this time, a police car suddenly stopped on the other side of the road, and two policemen walked over with flashlights. It was probably because of the unexpected situation when the car stopped just now, which made them feel strange.

Hotch stopped the car, but neither of them turned on the lights in the car. One of the policemen walked to Oliver's side with a flashlight in his hand. Oliver rolled down half of the window, "Is there a problem?"

"Uh no, sir, I want to ask if you have any questions? Do you know the gentleman driving?" The policeman saw his open neckline and rosy lips. "If you need any help..."

"No, I don't need it," Oliver smiled, but was a little depressed, "I'm fine, and I know him too."

"you sure?"

"I'm sure, it's not kidnapping or forced sex, Okay?" Oliver spread his hands, "Do you need me to show you our marriage certificate?"

"Oh no." The policeman coughed in embarrassment, but he didn't leave in a hurry. Oliver used this period of time to look at the face of the policeman under the brim of his hat and the companion behind him. Oliver squinted Squinting his eyes, his tone suddenly turned cold, "Aaron, put on your pants."

Apparently, the fake policeman also noticed something was wrong at this time, and his concerned face also disappeared, and he directly pulled out his gun. At this distance, he didn't even need to aim at Oliver.

And Oliver covered the muzzle of the gun with his palm, the bullet passed through his palm, but the speed slowed down and shot into the armchair behind him, he pulled hard, snatched the gun from the criminal, opened the door, and used the door handle to leave The nearest criminal was knocked to the ground.

His accomplices also caught up, and Oliver shot him three times in the shoulder with the gun he had snatched.

Immediately afterwards, the criminal who was knocked down by the car door came to his senses and rushed over to overwhelm Oliver, but Oliver grabbed him by the collar and dragged him up.

The bullets in the gun have been used up. Oliver hit the criminal on the head with the butt of the gun. He didn't knock the man unconscious, but in exchange for a scream, he removed the two disguised handcuffs from the criminal's waist. , Handcuffed the hand of the criminal who was grabbed by him with the door of their police car.His accomplices were treated in the same way.

"Gentlemen, you two really need to go to the police station this time," Oliver said.

Hotch came over, picked up the flashlight that fell on the ground, and shone a light on the faces of the two, "Two escaped road killers on the wanted warrant?"

"It's these two people." The puncture wound on Oliver's palm has been repaired by him, and he is wiping the blood on his palm with his sleeve. No wonder the police haven't found these two people. They are serial killers who can disguise themselves as policemen to commit crimes these days Not much.

"Call 911 and tell them to come and arrest someone. Use your number. Mine is being tracked. Just send an anonymous message. I don't want to take a transcript."

Hotch thought of the bunches of papers thrown in the car, and nodded in agreement, "I don't want to either."

After giving the location information provided by the local police station, the two drove away immediately.

It's hard to think of anything else to say about these two serial killers other than bad luck.

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They drove straight along this fork road. There were green pine forests on both sides of the road. Occasionally, bright birches could be seen flapping their wide leaves. The vehicle gradually sank into a mountain.

There are mountains in front of the road, and you can't see the horizon pressed down by the mountains, and naturally you can't appreciate the rising sun jumping out of the horizon.

The moist water vapor brought by the lush forest leaves casts a layer of cool light blue mist in the valley in the early morning.

Hotch temporarily parked the car on the side of the road, and Oliver sat cross-legged on the front cover of the car with his watercolor book in his hands to draw.The sun hadn't crossed the mountains yet, but the sky was already very clear, and the light falling on the drawing paper was bright but not dazzling.

Hotch held an acoustic guitar in his arms, and leaned against the hood of the car, gently plucking the strings.With nothing to do after retirement, Oliver suggested that he learn some musical instruments. Although Hotch's singing is not so good, Oliver also suggested that he practice more.

"Somedreams are big, somedreams are all

Somedreams are carried away on the wind and never dreamed all

Somedreamstelllies, somedreamscometrue

I've got a whole lot of dreams and I candreams for you

If not for me, if not for you

I'd bedreaming all day I wouldn't know what to do

I'd hang around, I'd lose my way

I'd put off what I couldn't do for another day"

Oliver listened to Hotch's out-of-key singing, put down the paintbrush in his hand, and drew Hotch's brown eyes, smiled and sighed, and sang along with him, trying to bring him Call back up.

I've got a whole lot of dreams and I candreams for you

I'vespent my lifehungupondreams

If float a long like a summer cloud or so it seems

I get it wrong most things I do

But I can write as a song and this one's for you

.........

I've got a whole lot of dreams and I candreams for you

I have had many dreams, but I always dream of you.