Black friday

Chapter 22 #21 Top Notes

After chatting with Reid, Clement sat back next to Wednesday, and Reid went back to continue to sort out the information and exchange the case with Elle and the others. Several people were carefully considering the murderer's thinking mode in this case, and his several bank robberies. Psychological transformation to murder by hand.

Clement pushed the red leather hardcover "Frankenstein" in front of Wednesday and said, "You've waited for it."

Wednesday froze for a moment, the girl's undeveloped round almond eyes turned to Clement's face: "Why do you have it?"

Although she asked, her mind turned quickly, and she immediately thought of Dr. Reid. In the few minutes she left just now, the eldest cousin must not have time to buy books. Of course, Dr. Reid would be impossible. So this can only be something that the other party has brought with him in advance.

Clement didn't make a fool of himself this time, and repeated what Reid said to her again, saying: "I only read this book after I left home. Share it. Well now, you'll have a chance to look at it, too."

Wednesday: "Yeah."

Intentionally or unintentionally, she squinted at the place where Bau gathered, and asked her eldest cousin, "So this is my surprise?"

Clement teased: "It depends on you. If you think it is, then it is a surprise from North Las Vegas to Las Vegas late."

"If you're not surprised,"

He made a helpless expression and said, "That can only mean that my black magic has failed."

Wednesday turned his head.

Thing tugged at the girl's finger, its unique Thing relief.

Wednesday exerted a little force on the fingers holding the hard-shell book, but he relaxed within two seconds, and said firmly, "It is."

Clement then smiled: "That's great."

Which aspect is great? Wednesday pondered for a while, but didn't think of it, and didn't ask.no need.

Clement and Wednesday didn't stay at the police station for long, they made a statement and left. Before leaving, Clement even gave Reid a wink, looking very happy.

Reid waved goodbye to him with a smile, and turned around to meet the faces of Morgan and Elle who came back from shopping, two faces watching the show.

Morgan quipped: "Look at our little doctor, he has a passionate suitor."

Elle gave him a blank look: "No, how did you see the sweet and enthusiastic maple syrup atmosphere on Clement's face?"

She stretched her waist and stretched her bones, "They obviously have a tacit understanding that we don't know about."

JJ and Reid were unpacking the lunch box together, and they felt the same when they heard the words: "Elle is right! I really can't imagine Clement laughing at me——at Reid, to be honest, this is too bad People set up."

Reid puffed up his face and protested, "Hey, are you still eating?"

Elle sat down next to him and teased him, "Of course I eat it, but gossip is also an essential side dish!"

JJ couldn't help laughing, but his body and Elle had surrounded Reid from both sides.

Morgan also pretended to have nothing to do and sat down across from the three of them. Reid, who was surrounded by the crowd, had no choice but to hold his box lunch and start eating.

For the first time Reid missed Hotch's serious face.

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The beauty of Las Vegas is just like an enchanting and romantic lady. She must be plump, and her every move is graceful in night and day. Her mind is also extremely clear and brilliant. Every citizen under her rule Enjoying the pure joy of gambling in the casino and the gold and silver coming and going like flowing water.But there are still some people who are born ignorant, unwilling to face themselves for a moment, but choose to indulge in this lady's amorous and graceful skirt, let her tease and be aggressive in every way, but they can't kill the cowardly, they can only deceive themselves and others Don't look at it, she lost her life and faith to her followers under the gamble.

Clement looked at Las Vegas, looked at her, and the paintbrush and rough knife in his hand portrayed her figure vividly and three-dimensionally.

Black, white, light, shadow, lamp, red, wine, green, Clement used his paintbrush to paint the ugliest group portrait scene in the metropolis. Hurricane Freedom.

Wednesday walked to the other side silently holding "Frankenstein" and Thing. The big cousin's paintings will always have such magic power, which is more terrifying than his black magic...

Few people know that before meeting Spencer Reid, Clement had the ability to see men and women in the world as nothing.He is good-looking, has too much money to spend, and talent is often a sharp weapon to amaze everyone. It stands to reason that Clement should be a hot character, and he can do whatever he wants in the mundane world with so many clothes and shadows.

But Clement's loyal agent, Ms. Carmen, can tell you that this gentleman has never known what ambiguity is, and what he hates the most is vague teasing words from others. A little bit of superfluous care beyond the limit.So even if Clement can appreciate it, he is willing to see glamorous beauties. Regardless of men and women, Clement treats them with the same expectations and the same rationality. For him, beauty is something without boundaries, and they even surpass Despite Addams' likes and dislikes—even so, Carmen's impression of the big boss still stays with the label of asexual for a long time.

With this incident, it's no wonder that Carmen, who called to inquire about Clement's latest developments, fell into a daze after hearing Clement's reason.

Carmen said, "What? What?"

There was a slight smile on the corner of Clement's mouth, like always being so magical, that Clement couldn't hide his smile when he mentioned Spencer to others.

"Yes, you heard me right, I'm going on a short trip with someone I like - who I'm pursuing - and we're bound to get together - so don't call me, I don't necessarily remember Bring your phone."

Hearing the last sentence, Carmen's words, which had been stuck for a long time, finally found an opportunity and poured out completely: "WhatTheFuck!"

Clement was unhurried: "Carmen, don't swear."

Carl Carmen pushed the dessert in front of him aside, stopped drinking the absinthe he just ordered, and sat in front of the bar with his legs crossed, ready to answer the phone.

"Sorry for the impulsiveness," Carmen said.

Carmen said: "But I really can't believe it... Do you understand Clement?" Can you change the word? How about a miracle? What a miracle, you are going to leave the order!"

Clement is holding the folding easel with one hand, while the other hand is holding the paintbrush and grinding it back and forth on the palette. The dark mixed colors are turning around on the tip of the brush. Clement doesn't care too much about Carmen's emotions. He pays attention when painting. He doesn't take others into consideration very much. If he has to communicate, the rhythm can only be controlled by him.So no matter how Carmen on the opposite side asked about the process and details, Clement just gave a perfunctory hum, and only listened to two words of Carmen's yelling when he was happy with the painting.

Carmen also understands that Clement only focuses on herself when drawing. After the continuous questioning fell into the network wires and failed to stir up any splashes, she wanted to hang up the phone, and said to him very disdainfully before: "Although I will bless you, I still have to clarify my position - only celibacy is the real king, and half of the happiness in this world is born of it."

Clement said, "Exactly."

Then he changed his tone, still in a nonchalant tone: "But the essence of some things is 'irresistible'. When I first saw him, I hadn't really recovered from the smell of leather and incense. Walking out of the carriage, my five senses were paralyzed, and my mind and body were in a state of confusion. But when I saw him, I still had the ability to laugh."

From then on, Clement knew very well that love at first sight was Addams' fate, and it was also something that followed like a curse.

Clement stopped drawing, picked up the mobile phone next to the palette, and said in a casual, indifferent tone like clouds moving from the wind and water following the terrain: "When I saw him, it was like walking Into the depths of the universe, the universe is vast and boundless. When he spoke to me, I experienced the baptism of cold wind and snow, pain and sorrow tortured me for a moment while I was heartbroken for him."

"But ah..." He turned the ending, turning a thousand twists and turns, the tombstone engraved with the cross collapsed, and the covered sweetness and joy reappeared in the moonlight, waiting for the first time in the dim and cold light A black crow reporting mourning: "But, he is so beautiful, and there is a rich fragrance hidden in his soul, and the poisonous nourishment can't corrode his heart. It's like the galaxy pouring backwards, and the countercurrent soars to the sky. It is the tension of all things to the extreme. , and the most beautiful funeral..."

"How can I not love him?"

The drawn-out coda came to an abrupt end, Clement asked, to Carmen, to himself.

Carmen hung up the phone with a click.

"It's hopeless." Carmen sighed, throwing the phone back into the Kun bag in a very cool manner, and ordered the bartender to replace his absinthe with a glass of hot whiskey.She unbuttoned a few buttons of the silk suit lining, and then loosened her long red curly hair, her demeanor suddenly became much more unrestrained.

The four-corner glass of whiskey was placed in front of her, and Carmen picked it up to reflect on her makeup through the surface of the glass, and smiled subconsciously: "But it's still worth having a glass of whiskey to celebrate."

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