, Enzo.No one can take it away. "

DeSciglio didn't speak back, and the two slept together until dawn.

Lucia didn't feel the pressure until she drove the car out of the experimental center parking lot: she was going to face Hotch this time.Although a real warrior dares to do whatever he wants, she felt weak and trembling as soon as she set off.

However, the fact is that there is no time for her to think about this at all.As soon as she arrives at the office, she discovers that Garcia's "that's fine" has another meaning besides the (obviously) abnormal Hotch: her sporadic presence in the days after the Quantico incident , From New York to Quantico, and even Charlotte, North Carolina, there have been many cases of women standing on the street bleeding to death, suspected of new virus infection, and the number is still increasing.Today they had to go to the scene of the latest crime in Annapolis.

Reminiscent of the silence on the TV and the Internet, Lucia was about to laugh at the so-called freedom of the press when she was hurriedly pulled onto the plane, took the seat inside Reid and sat down, picking up a thick stack of materials to look through.After reading only a few pages, she slammed the materials as thick as textbooks on the table: "Who wrote this report?"

Everyone is puzzled.

"This is obviously a drug overdose and died. What kind of virus infection?"

"Are you sure?" Rossi shot her a look.

Lucia nodded solemnly: "I don't need to make fun of this. Don't you all think it's a viral infection?"

"We can't let go of any possibility in extraordinary times." Hotch is serious.

Lucia sneered.

"Sweetheart, why are you so sure?"

"That's my specialty, Chocolatier. I can tell the difference at a glance. You all forgot what happened in New York a year and a half ago?"

"I don't think the school will teach this. There is only one possibility that you know this, and that is from DeSciglio." Reid said out of the sky, and the faces of the others suddenly became very exciting.

After realizing that he seemed to say something wrong, Reid immediately became embarrassed, clenched his fists unconsciously, squirmed on the seat, and kept looking at JJ.

Lucia opened his fist on the table with a calm face: "I learned from life."

Garcia's phone call came in at the right time, linking the strange atmosphere in the cabin: "Garcia's exclusive top-secret information~Annapolis police investigation found that there is no virus at all, but someone once used the name of a charity to give the website The street girls offered so-called vaccines, saying that they were experimental products, and if they were willing to cooperate with the experiment, they could get a lot of money.”

"Has a portrait been formed?"

"No, everyone who saw them died. It's just a conversation a woman overheard."

"They didn't show up again?"

"No."

"Okay, Garcia, follow up in time."

"Yes, sir!"

vaccine? Lucia pretended to look at the information and sneered in her heart.That confirmed what she and DeSciglio had suspected.Which Judas is crazy about money, and dares to make trouble under the eyes of labor and management.

After getting off the plane, a group of people rushed to the scene of the latest crime non-stop.After sitting for a long time, Lucia had some inconvenience, so she had to drag it to the end.Reid, who was a little ahead of her, slowed down as she walked and saw her disappearing from sight.After walking a few more steps, she still couldn't see her following, so she couldn't help turning her head and leaning towards her nervously: "Are you airsick?"

Lucia looked at him amusedly: "No, dear. When did you become so careful?"

"Morgan always said that I have low EQ. I did some research. The development of EQ establishes the basic direction for the development of IQ. People with high EQ can make full and effective use of their existing intellectual resources and make their intelligence move toward To develop in the direction that can produce the greatest benefit, instead of blindly developing my intelligence on a whim. So I decided to start carefully observing the people and things around me, and improve my emotional intelligence to maximize my IQ.”

Watching Reid talk academically about his own EQ, Lucia nearly collapsed with laughter.She took Reid's arm and said to him righteously: "Next time Morgan wants to say that again, you can tell him 'Morgan, I have improved my EQ a lot recently, and I finally realized that I have actually fallen in love with you a long time ago'. "

Morgan, who was walking not far ahead, suddenly sneezed and pulled his short coat.

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The middle-aged police officer who was driving along the way briefed them on the latest progress of the case, and they had already begun to search for the suspect in a carpet-like manner.

"I think they are chess pieces. Or they should be called abandoned pieces. It is not very useful to find them."

The middle-aged police officer glanced at Lucia in the rearview mirror: "How old are you, miss? I have a daughter who looks about your age and is only a senior in high school."

Lucia took out the ID card and approached the driver's seat, and waved it in front of his eyes: "I'm 25 this year, Dad."

The middle-aged police officer was amused by her and laughed: "I can't believe it, I look so young."

That is, labor and capital are forever 19 years old in the true sense!She looked at Reid extremely awkwardly: "Dad, how old do you think this guy is?"

"Hey." Reid was very dissatisfied with what happened to him lying on the gun.

"Um... 31,28, 55, or [-]?"

Reid was completely speechless, and Lucia on the side had already collapsed on the backrest clapping her hands and laughing.

"Actually, he's 103 this year."

"What?" Despite doing his best to get used to Lucia's convulsions, Reid still seemed to get scared every time.Maybe my EQ really needs to be improved?

The middle-aged police officer naturally heard her teasing, and also smirked: "The FBI is so young now?"

"Of course not. There are many old antiques in the car in front. Dad, you are the luckiest. We are the youngest two."

The middle-aged police officer who is the driver is elated.

The three of them also arrived at the scene while chatting and laughing. Although the cordon was pulled up, the crowd of onlookers was still packed.I'm really curious to kill cats. If it is a highly pathogenic virus that can be transmitted through the air, these people probably don't even know how they died.

Lucia was about to push the door to get out of the car, but she vaguely felt a special look from the crowd.She fiddled with her long hair in the rearview mirror and said "coverme" to Reid before getting out of the car, taking his arm.Fortunately, their arrival didn't attract much attention. Lucia and Reid squeezed their way into the crowd with curiosity on their faces: "Honey, guess what happened?"

Reid didn't know the expression so the expression was just right at this time.

Lucia excitedly took out her mobile phone and took pictures of the scene: "Look, look, is the body still there? Ah, it's out, it's out!"

A policeman came to stop her: "Miss, please get out of here quickly."

"Okay, Mr. Cop." She winked at the cop, took Reid's hand and turned away from the scene.When the police saw that they were about to leave, they went to evacuate the others.

But Lucia held up her phone and pressed a kiss on Reid's lips firmly over Reid's furry head. With a "click", the picture freezes, and the background happens to be the CSI staff passing by carrying the dead body.She looked at the perfect photo and jumped around excitedly holding Reid's arm, completely ignoring his ripe tomato face.

Despite the fact that Lucia usually doesn't jerk for no reason at times like this, Reid's really not sure if she's doing it on purpose or just trying to tease him.Well, molesting him is actually the purpose.My EQ is so low that it is appalling.

He adjusted his emotions and tried to calm himself: "Okay, stop making trouble, we should go."

Lucia, who was overjoyed, curled her lips and ignored him, and continued to shoot wildly at CSI and the crowd, pulling Reid to turn 360 degrees and still not getting enough, muttering in her mouth that this shot was blurred and that one was crooked.

The policeman who had driven them away just now came to them again and said what he had just said. Lucia looked at the people around and had retreated a little, and smiled ambiguously at that one: "I hope you solve the case as soon as possible, sir." Then she pulled Reid away from the scene.The two hid behind the police car, and Lucia sent Rossi a message saying that she and Reid would go back to the police station to see the autopsy first. After getting the consent, they secretly pulled a policeman and drove back.

They and the CSI people went to the bureau one after another, so the two followed directly to the dissection room.

Lucia was wearing a surgical gown and a mask, leaning on an anatomy table with her arms crossed, watching the forensic doctor keep busy, as quiet as if she didn't exist.

Pupils, nostrils, mouth, ears, armpits, fingers, knee sockets, soles of feet, heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys... Finally, the forensic doctor concluded that the blood vessel rupture caused by excessive diastolic pressure caused by drugs is the same as the symptoms of new hallucinogens , should not be some kind of virus infection.

"What about the results of the toxicology test?" Reid asked ahead of Lucia.

"There's still 15 minutes to come out.

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