Momoji is too cruel.

"In the barrel below...ah..." Morgan came to the yard of the villa and stood beside JJ and Emily. "They have moved out 10 barrels soaked in human bones and internal organs." How many victims are there, a forensic doctor will need further examination.

"How is she?" He raised his gaze and Morgan focused on the ambulance parked not far away. The beautiful girl in the red dress who had subdued Edward House alone was sitting on the ambulance. Next to her, Tony Stark, a suit, was supporting one hand on the ambulance door, and his other hand was in his pocket, lowering his head in a styling look, and said something.

Then the girl in a red dress whose face was still pale was amused.

"Well, a veritable hero saves the beauty." Morgan deliberately teased his colleagues around him who looked bad because the truth of the case was too bloody. "Do you think so?" He blinked in a humble way.

"It's right for the hero to be there." JJ followed Morgan's joke, "But does the beauty need a hero..." She shook her head in the direction of the ambulance.

"I think if Iron Man is bare-handed..." Emily lowered her voice, fearing that Iron Man would hear him slander him, "I may not be able to beat the beauty."

"puff……"

*

[Ahhhhh, he glared at your nurse lady!!!o(▼蓝□;)o] Dorothy's safety was guaranteed, and the system once again transferred him back to the Snake Sperm Disease Channel. [This shameless little guy! He didn't think about who knocked the murderer down! He actually dared to steal your role!] The murderer was obviously subdued by his own host! What does Iron Man mean when he finally jumped out to steal the show?!

After being extremely nervous, she suddenly relaxed. Dorothy felt very tired. She sat in an ambulance leaning against the wall of the car, and she just wanted to lie down and have a good sleep.

But she didn't dare to sleep.

"Well?sweetheart                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           �

Looking up at the idol who was close at hand, Dorothy hesitated for a second, “Mr. Stark…”

"Tony." He interrupted the beautiful girl, Tony blinked his slender eyelashes, "Call me Tony." As he said that, he raised his hand and pulled his tie, and he had a unique temperament of a playboy.

[Wang, Ba, Egg!] Whether his host is a fan of Iron Man or not, the system can't stand it anymore. [Doros, he is Hong Guoguo's stealing scene! If he hadn't been him today, I promise that all the young ladies and brothers will focus on you!] His host nimblely beat down a serial killer, and at the end, he looked so handsome! What happened? He was ruined by the person who stole the scene in front of him!

#The hatred of stealing the show is irreconcilable!

"You made me feel a headache." Dorothy really didn't have the energy to argue with the system now. Didn't she even say what she wanted to sign with Xinniannian's idol just now?

"Tony," he thought about Peter's incident but was interrupted by his idol, and Dorothy swallowed the words back - it was indeed not the time to discuss Spider-Man vest, "Can you wake me up when you're about to arrive at the hospital?"

The ambulance will not take blood tests, but it will be different when it comes to the hospital. But first he was stunned by the medicine, then he was nervous again, and she was so scared that she couldn't hold on. "Please           ?" Bau's agents had a hint of suspicion under their seemingly caring expressions, and Dorothy could only ask for help from an idol who knew nothing.

"Are you inviting me?" He just hoped to help wake him up when the ambulance arrived at the hospital, but Iron Man was able to twist something ordinary to extremely ambiguously. He bent down and bowed his head, and Tony misinterpreted the girl's request to get in the car and accompany her to the hospital, as if she was going to elope together.

"yes", moved to the side, Dorothy gave up a position for Iron Man, "please         ".

"System, remember to wake me up before you get to the hospital."

Double insurance.

*

"The last victim was Howard Thoms." In the conference room assigned to Bau agents, Garcia, who was connected remotely, sent the victim information to his team members. "You should all know the case half a year ago." Howard Thoms strongly \\ the evidence was conclusive, but in the end he was sentenced to only four months of community service.

"The girl in the case committed suicide two months ago." Garcia's voice was a little deep.

"So Howard Toms is the target of the police force this time." Emily couldn't help but shake her head and sigh when she thought of the miserable situation in the villa at that time.

"The surveillance around the villa has been investigated, and no suspicious people have been found. The only vehicle that has entered and exited also belongs to the villa owner Edward House, who is the winemaker with a poor taste." Edward House was the only person who entered and exited the villa. "All fingerprints and DNAs found in the villa also belonged to Edward House. Oh, and some of them belonged to Dorothy Hestin, with fingerprints and a few hairs in the wine cellar and living room." Garcia's keyboard typing crackled.

"What do you think of Dorothy Hestin?"

Gideon, who had been studying the case files without saying a word since the meeting, only spoke at this time. Then, the photo of the blonde girl was opened in everyone's tablets, and there was also the background information found by Garcia.

"A graduate student at Imperial State University can speak five foreign languages, first in grades, and has a hobby of piano and violin..." The more you read the information, the more you feel something is wrong.

"Shooting training three times a week, fighting training twice a week... I persisted for four years without interruption?!" Morgan looked at the records found by Garcia from the membership information of two professional clubs and was stunned, "Does she want to join the army?!" Why does a beautiful young girl spend so much time on these two things?

"Hmph, look at her library borrowing records." JJ shook his head, "I can borrow three to five books every week." It doesn't sound like a lot, but after careful calculation, it's an amazing number and reading volume.

"Look at her financial expenses." Emily frowned. "She donated $10,000 a month to the charity fund account...Where did she get so much money?"

"The resume says that she had interned in multiple companies...the evaluations were good." Hotchner frowned.

Everyone in bau was a little silent.

This background information from Dorothy Hesting is not a problem, but is too good.

It's too good.

"Okay, let's summarize." Morgan felt that she needed to eat a piece of chocolate to calm down. "A 21-year-old with outstanding appearance - she was so beautiful that she could be a model - a top student who studied for graduate school at Imperial State University, since four years ago, while maintaining her first grade, she read at least three books that were not related to her studies every week without interruption - there were even scientific foreign books - while participating in shooting and fighting training. During this period, she also taught herself three foreign languages, one musical instrument, and never missed various social activities of her peers. Moreover! She can also ensure that she has time to go out for internships and add her resume."

"Who is this girl? Is it a saint?" No matter how self-disciplined a person can't arrange his life like this, right?

"She fits the profile." Gideon knocked on the table.

"Either she is a member of the VP," Hotchner agreed with Gideon. "Or, she is the new member the VP is trying hard to recruit."

"Where is she?" Gideon looked at jj, "I want to talk to her."

"Downstairs reception room."

"Don't hurry to get up." At this time, the person sitting on the single sofa opposite Doroth spoke, his voice low and steady. "The effect of the medicine has not yet passed, and you will feel a little nauseous and dizzy."

At this moment, it was finally clear before my eyes. Dorothy slowly turned his head and turned his gaze to the source of the sound. "...Professor Baudelaire?" The tall and thin old man with white hair on the sofa opposite was actually the sociology professor she had met this morning. "What's going on?"

She struggled to sit up, Dorothy leaned against the sofa and quietly checked her condition - her skirt was complete and her shoes were there, but her chain bag was missing. Her head was still dizzy and her limbs couldn't use strength.

[Does not be afraid, you just fainted] The system comforts softly.

"Don't worry", raised his hand and poured a cup of hot tea for the student he liked very much. Baudelaire turned a blind eye to the little girl's vigilant and suspicious look. "When the medicine is over, there will be no sequelae." He signaled Dorothy to drink tea.

Relying on the soft and comfortable sofa seat, Doroth looked at her sociology professor with her eyes. Professor Baudelaire is French, said to be unmarried and has no children. He is respected in the academic circle and is very popular with students. She has little interaction with this professor on weekdays.

But why did he kidnap himself?

"Thank you." It is the most unwise choice to anger the other person at this time. Dorothy tried to sit up straight, stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup, and then...

"Sorry, Professor". Without strength in her hands, she naturally sprinkled some of the black tea in the cup.

"It's okay." Baudelaire didn't care about the students' tricks. He even took his handkerchief and handed it to Dorothy and asked her to wipe her hands.

There was a silence in the wine cellar.

Dorothy carefully wiped the tea on her hands. The wine cellar should be located underground. From waking up to now, she has never heard any sound from outside from beginning to end.

You should know that in Manhattan, where there are crowds and every inch of land, it is not easy to find such a quiet place.
Chapter completed!