sinovels Chapter 16 [Case 2] The Lingering Shadow
Chapter 16 [Case 2] The Lingering Shadow
There are still four days until Christmas Eve.
Everyone in the BAU of the FBI is praying that the psycho killers will also have a Christmas break.
The case of the Virginia Killer was settled with the filing of the report.
The weather isn't showing any signs of getting better, and the snow is still drifting, but it seems that this will make it more Christmas-like.
"What? I remember you said you weren't religious." Reid had just come out of the National Archives, and used his normal brain to scan and memorize some classic cases from the past, the kind that were accurate to the punctuation marks.
"..."
"Well, I'm following Third Street now, on the National Gallery side."
Reid couldn't believe that he gave up the opportunity to go for a walk in the Potomac Park in the afternoon to read a book, and to accompany a non-Christian who wanted to spend Christmas to pick out Christmas gifts.
"It's really crazy." Reid said to himself, waiting for Leo to come and pick him up.
Kudos to Reid for his driving skills!In snowy weather, even with snow chains on, he would rather take the subway to get in and out.
Driving to Third Street, Leo found that the window decorations along the way had been replaced with Christmas decorations.
Leo suddenly finds himself a stranger to this nascent country that has only existed for more than 200 years.The crowd here is very different from the enthusiasm of his ancestors from England.Whether they are God's people or not, they all look forward to Christmas.
Maybe they just want to have a festival, just like themselves. Leo figured it out.After all, this is a country where even the president greets people across the country with "Merry Christmas" on TV.
The huge George Patton was driving along the semi-solidified snow-covered streets, and its powerful performance was unimpeded in the snow.All the SUVs around were overlooked by it all the way.
Reid watched the sexy man with the window rolled down poked his head out, waving at him.
"What a scourge!" Reid cursed.
Coupled with that rough George Patton, the man in front of him looks like a mercenary leader.
"Perhaps Morgan is right," Reid staggered towards the car on the snow, "like the officers of the SS."
Reid narrowed his eyes, looking at the sharp lines of the man's face, handsome should be put in Hollywood.
"Get in the car my little doctor, don't act like it's not cold enough outside," Leo said as he offered Reid a mug of hot coffee.
Spencer. Reid's furry eyes were wet, and there were fine snowflakes hanging on the long eyelashes. His usually pink thin lips looked a little pale because of the cold, delicate like a beautiful and fragile SD doll.
Leo suddenly remembered Morgan's adjective, babykid... Really beautiful, not like a man.
Leo didn't know what he was thinking, but he called Reid during BAU's rare holiday to accompany him to pick out Christmas gifts that he didn't care about at all!
"That's obviously what Santa Claus is going to do."
The big lion thinks he is crazy to miss this kid who he has known for less than a month!
That's not Leo's style: no flirtatious expression, no sexy voice, no passion... as pure as the snowflakes that are falling now.A bookish, childish big boy, without a trace of human fireworks, let alone indulgence and depravity.There is always a book in his satchel ready to read, not to flirt with you; the technical terms are definitely more slippery than the love words Leo loves to hear!
Reid is not the type to play around! Leo warned himself.
Reid was sitting on the co-pilot, looking out of the window, a little distracted, he felt that the man beside him was like a big wild wolf, and he had an inexplicable covetousness towards himself... Reid carefully moved away from Leo, trying not to attract attention The place shrinks.
Although the little doctor looks a little dull, but in fact he is quite sensitive inside.This may be a common problem of children who were bullied at school when they were young: they are particularly sensitive to the emotions of people around them-this makes it easy for them to avoid people with malicious intentions at any time.
The car turned onto New Jersey Avenue and headed for Truxton Square.
"We're just here to pick out gifts, not a date!" Reid warned himself in his heart, and then silently mourned for himself—"date"!How could he think of that word!It must be because the hormone pheromone emitted by Leo. Harrington is too strong! Reid even felt dizzy for a moment.
In a restaurant called Westminster, Leo looked at the beautiful doll who was ordering food opposite, and a heartfelt sense of satisfaction suddenly rose in his heart.This warm emotion is like a bit of ink dripping into the water, slowly melting away, occupying the whole heart.
Dr. Reid is really a warm person.
Outside the window, night has already fallen.
Throughout the day, Leo and Reid were picking out Christmas presents.
They picked out shoes for JJ and Emily - Reid's suggestion.Because he still remembered that JJ complained before that one month's salary was not enough to buy a few pairs of shoes.
Rossi's is an Egyptian velvet cap, but the red and gold Christmas color makes Reid wonder if Rossi will wear it. "He can wear it when he sleeps" - Leo. Harrington language.
Jack—Hotch's son, his gift is the best, a big bag of Willy Wonka's chocolates and candies; and Hotch, on the contrary, they really can't think of what to give this iceberg director.Originally Reid's proposal was to send books—"I thought this was your patent"—in Leo. Harrington's words.
In the end they decided to buy a Santa suit for hotch - at least for him to use while coaxing Jack.
They filled Queen Garcia with a whole bag full of eccentric knick-knacks—everything from giraffe pens, to frog hair clips, to toad-spotted eyeglass frames, and even assorted slippers.
Oh, and of course, Derk. Morgan.A pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses is definitely his best choice.
Leo found his little doctor looking at him expectantly, and that cute little look even made Leo's nose tighten.
"Leo, where's my Christmas present?" Reid's eyes sparkled, "I don't want a book." The little doctor added immediately.The cold weather seems to have caused the little doctor to catch a cold, and now he speaks with a nasal voice, as if he is acting like a baby.
"Believe me babyboy, it's better to have a little mystery in the gift. Announcing it in advance will make the surprise disappear."
The little doctor showed a dissatisfied expression.
Finally, since it's dinnertime... "Just take it as your thank you for helping me pick out presents," Leo told Reid.
Leo walked into the Westminster restaurant with the little doctor who was about to break his leg while shopping.
"Leo, what do you want for Christmas?" Reid said as he put down the restaurant's menu, and took a sip of his pre-dinner wine hesitantly.
The smell of punch wine made his head "buzz", and he really doesn't like the taste of wine...
Leo quickly interrupted the cranky thoughts in his head-ha, he didn't imagine that he would tie a bow tie and deliver it to Spencer. Reid!
"Well...you like everything you gave me." Leo was vague, and his words were a bit ambiguous. Reid rolled his eyes at him: Leo Harrington, the person in front of you is your colleague, a man... What are you flirting about!
"Then, a handful of bees would be great." Leo thought for a while and added.
"MP5, I thought the CIA had destroyed them a long time ago!" Reid's thinking has always been jumping so fast that people can't keep up, but in fact Leo found a benefit - when you want to divert Reid's attention, You will find this easy to do.
"Actually, the performance of Browning is also very good... But I think you should prefer the Sand Eagle made in Israel. Or the Sig series made in Germany..." Reid simulated the functions and advantages of different firearms in his head. Cons: "Bee is not a good fit for our job, unless you're going to switch to SWAT..."
Leo stared at the small mouth that was constantly opening and closing in front of him, and really wanted to seal it with something - a kiss seemed to be very good.Residual punch made Reid's lips look like a jelly.
Shopping, having dinner together, the next steps should be...communication in bed...oh!How like a date!It's a pity that the last step cannot be carried out—"Whether it is subjectively or objectively" Leo sighed—looking at a photo that fell on the table in front of him and was caught in the menu—luara.stone, like a stiff The puppet sits on the throne with the coats of arms of the Houses of York and Lancaster at the same time, just like Queen Elizabeth in the oil painting.