[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Chapter 134 Mischief

Following the bloodstains, he saw Morgan leaning back on the chair, his head drooping weakly, and there was a dark red hole in his temple.After a cursory look at the wound, it was a long-range shot, but so accurate.

The blood had already clotted and did not continue to flow out. He was wearing a black shirt, and the dripping blood just made the color of the shirt look wet, not too exaggerated.

Oliver didn't go over to touch him.

He saw Reid collapsed under the desk again, his head covered by the shadow under the desk.The bullet penetrated through his jaw, knocked out the facial muscles, and the teeth can be seen through the muscles rotted by the shrapnel. The whole body was lying in a pool of blood, and there was also a cloud of blood under the uninjured leg. He should be hiding Someone pulled him out from under the table and shot him dead.

Oliver walked over to Prentiss' desk again, next to his original desk.

She lay on the table with her head buried, half of her neck was cut off, and the thick blood dripped down on the ground and formed a pool, which was slightly rippled by the wind.

Why did the murderer use both guns and knives?This was Oliver's first thought other than being startled.

A black cat squatted on Prentiss's desk, its fur was sticking together, and it lowered its head to lick its bloody paws.

The air was heavy, Oliver looked towards Hotch and Rossi's office, there was a person lying on the corridor on the second floor, judging by his size, it should be Rossi, his throat was cut with a knife, blood dripped on the ground, spreading from the corridor on the second floor all the way to Oliver now where you stand.

And through the blinds, Hotch sat crookedly on the chair, and shot right between the eyebrows, but his body was supported by the armrest and did not fall down.

Oliver's pupils shrank sharply.All were shot or stabbed to death, with no signs of overkill or abuse.Judging from the killing sequence, the murderer was very cautious and planned. He picked the time when most of the staff in the FBI building left, and only attacked the BAU team members. He was killing with purpose.

Wait a minute, it's ** who's calling, but he doesn't see ** or a dead body, and Garcia doesn't show up.

Oliver, who felt that something was wrong, was about to go to Hotch's office to check the situation, when the weird black cat on Prentiss' desk suddenly screamed and jumped on him, just like KITTY did before.

Oliver was a little distracted at first, and fell backwards on the ground after being thrown by it. He reached out and grabbed the hair on the back of the black cat's neck.When the cat stubbornly pounced on his neck and face, KITTY, who was swept away, directly blew his fur, and let out a sharp and phlegm roar to declare his sovereignty, but the black cat didn't care, and continued to Oliver rubbed his face back and forth.

Oliver, who was forced to gnaw on the cat's hair, coughed a few times, grabbed the cat's two front legs with both hands and lifted it up, and stood up with difficulty.

and many more……

Oliver licked his lips. He thought the cat was covered in blood, but why was it sweet?

He hugged the black cat in his arms, picked up Kitty and put it on his shoulder, and walked towards the door again.

The lights came on suddenly.

"surprise!"

God knows Oliver almost wanted to draw his gun when he was covered in cake by Garcia and his wife.

Seeing the situation of being slaughtered, a string was tightened in his heart. He didn't believe his eyes. If the string was broken, he would go crazy, but if it was loosened all of a sudden, it wouldn't feel very good.

In short, when the paste cake slid off his face little by little, even though the cream was spread all over his face, and his eyebrows and eyelashes were all white, it could not cover up his gloomy complexion.

The two cats in his arms were still gnawing on one of his collars restlessly.

"eh...Oliver" *cautiously.

Oliver closed his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, there was a helpless smile on his face, "Why did I forget that today is April Fool's Day?"

He wanted to go up to give the two girls a hug, but was avoided, "Well." He looked at the cream on his chin, and the red syrup that was rolled all over by the black cat, "Look whose masterpiece this is, Still hate me."

"Yeah." With a disgusted expression, ** was about to come up to hug her, but was avoided by Oliver, "I'm just kidding, don't stain the girl's clothes."

The two cats were already rolling in his arms, "Are the actors still up? Waiting for me to give you the Oscars?

Best Actor, Best Actress, Best Supporting Actor, Best Screenplay, Best Director..."

"There is also the best makeup award to be awarded to the forensic team." Morgan came back to life, and the forensic team rushed over to help them make up after watching the excitement.

Reid stood aside and poked the special effects of skin and flesh made out of cosmetics on the faces, proving the forensic team's hands-on ability with reality.

BAU has been involved in homicide cases for a long time, and the simulated scene can be said to be lifelike. "What kind of prop is this?" Oliver asked **, pointing to the blood on the ground, "It really smells like blood."

"Rooster blood," Garcia replied, "I found that rooster blood has the function of warding off evil spirits in the far east. I think this office needs to ward off evil spirits. Looking at the pictures every day, I feel that it is chilly here. It's blood plasma mixed with honey and paint, and it seems to like the taste."

Prentiss hugged the black cat that was stuck in Oliver's arms. The black cat's paws left four white marks on Oliver's clothes

"Hey, Sergio what are you doing?" Sergio rolled in Prentiss' arms.

"It looks like a cat that ate catnip," Morgan laughs.

Oliver had an ominous premonition. He raised his arm and brought the clothes close to his nose to smell it. It really smelled like catnip. He didn't remember bringing catnip home.

The only person living with him was Hotch, and Oliver's clothes were stored in the closet by him before. Today, because he was in a hurry to go out, he grabbed the clothes that were placed next to the sofa and left.

If all of this was planned, then it would make sense for Hotch to sprinkle catnip on his clothes and put them where he would get them, except that Oliver didn't expect Hotch to do such a thing.

But Hotch can agree that the team uses the office to simulate a murder scene after get off work, and this kind of thing seems to be within the acceptable range.

But speaking of, "What about Aaron and Rossi?"

The two bodies that fell on the office and the door of the office are now gone.

"They're coming soon," Garcia said.

Just as he was talking, Hotch walked in through the door carrying a cream cake. Oliver was stunned for a long time before he could react until the team members said happy birthday together.

"Oh...thank you..." Oliver was very moved and a little bit at a loss. BAU is not just a working group, they already regard each other as family members.

Seeing Oliver's surprised and surprised look, Prentiss asked, "Did you forget your birthday?"

"Indeed." Oliver nodded embarrassingly. "I usually don't celebrate my birthday. After all, tell people that today is my birthday on April Fool's Day. What do you think will happen?"

"Probably as an April Fool's Day joke," Garcia smiled, "What do you think of today's script of the cat demon vs. BAU?"

"Cat demon vs. BAU?" Oliver's thinking was delayed for a moment, "I thought it was a serial killer plotting to kill BAU?"

"Where's your romantic cell? Your Majesty," Garcia wailed. "I asked Emily to bring Sergio here."

"Sergio?" Oliver scratched the pointed chin of the black cat with great interest, "That's the boyfriend you told the psychiatrist?"

"He's the best boyfriend in the world." Prentiss wasn't embarrassed at all.

"Okay, it's time for Mr. Sandwich to cut the cake," Hotch said with a smile on his forehead, a bullet hole made out of makeup, and a few streaks of blood streaming down the bridge of his nose, which feels misleading. Comedy film set, although everyone's 'injuries' are similar.

The second cake wasn't wasted on Oliver's face or anyone else's face, it was divided among the crew.

Both cakes were contributed by Garcia, she sneaked up to Oliver and asked, "Do you think it's delicious?"

"Of course, the queen's craftsmanship is the best." Oliver stuck out his tongue and licked off a piece of cream that hadn't been wiped off the tip of his nose.

"That's it, boys and girls, go change your clothes, I've prepared an Italian meal for you." Rossi clapped his hands, "I hope ** the phone will be automatically disconnected tonight."

** smiled, "I think so too."

Most of the team members left luggage bags here, and they can leave when they get on the plane.

Oliver is wearing a suit that Hotch brought.

Before washing the cream off his face, Hotch tasted it too, it was sweet and cloying. Oliver rubbed his face against Hotch's without hesitation, and creamed the other's face.

**'s boyfriend Will also came, holding their child Henry, who looks like a daddy, Henry likes to play with the two cats very much.

The dinner was prepared by Rosii himself, but the time for one person to prepare dinner for nine people was a little tight. Rossi's villa is decorated with an open kitchen, and everyone simply gathers around the counter next to the kitchen to help Rossi process the ingredients together.

Oliver didn't know the taste of the sauce that Rossi wanted, so he didn't care about the seasoning, but helped chop the vegetables aside.The crew watched in amazement as he tackled his mission with only a knife in hand.In Western kitchens, there are different knives for each process, but Oliver does not have this habit. He is used to Chinese food, and at most, he distinguishes the knives used for raw and cooked food, meat and vegetables, and does not need a special shape of the knives. A kitchen knife can go around the world.

Basically, Rossi cooks a dish well, and everyone can solve a dish, unlike in a restaurant where you have to wait for the dishes to be served one by one. Morgan and ** urged Rossi to take out the mellow red wine that he has collected for many years.

Oliver also took a small glass and showed Morgan, who encouraged him, what a pour was.

He only drank half a glass, and he was a little unconscious on Hotch's body. Hotch put his arm around his shoulders and kept him from falling down.