The most painful tears flowed from the grave, for the words that had not yet been spoken and the things that had not yet been done.

Not long after the message was sent, the bell rang again, and she looked down to see another extra-long message, "Well, I hope so, but my supervisor, Agent Hodge, is a very strict person, and when I first met him, I was a little scared, and guess who I thought of, my gym teacher in high school." Wow, that's so strict. However, he is a nice guy, although it seems a little difficult to get along with. Well, he gave me some advice, which I think is pretty good, and I think I'll respect him a lot. Morgan, sitting at the desk behind me, was a playboy, full of yellow scrap and boring banter with his mouth open, but he had no ill will towards me. I think maybe we'll be friends, and if he doesn't make fun of me anymore, even if the jokes are harmless, I'll be angry, and I'll fight back, don't underestimate Caltech, we're nuclear energy people. ”

After reading the similar complaint message sent by Red, Liu Fanxu leaned on the sofa and laughed uncontrollably, she knew that Red was very happy. She knows that his colleagues are great, and he feels happy. As she hoped, he could meet more and more good people, and his world would slowly become different from what it was now, and he would have a chance to get the sense of belonging that she couldn't get. Looking at the spine of the book in her hand and lowering her eyes, her world had become too small to accommodate more color, but Red's world had just begun to fill in the blueprints.

Raise your hand to cover your eyes to cover the cavity that rolls under your eyelashes. Having seen, experienced, gained, and lost, she has nothing that she can't give up, and now because of Rhett, she can continue to walk, and if Rhett abandons her in the future, where will she go. Professor Snape, her dear mentor, how have you spent every day and every night in all the years you have endured, that nothingness that has no way back.

Putting down her hand, she threw the book on the tea table, and closed her eyes, she knew that her sudden sadness was due to the change in her life, which made her feel uncomfortable. Since coming to the United States, she has become accustomed to going in and out with Red for so many days, and now the sudden separation has made her uncertain about life again. She told herself over and over again that her heart was warm, and she was no longer a lonely soul groping in the dark. However, the weakness she buried in her heart still exists.

In those days, I didn't dare to touch it. She didn't know how she survived, maybe it was because the weak breath made her unable to give up, maybe it was because the only temperature in her life made her nostalgic, she never sleeped, almost frantically searching for every possibility, she tried almost unscrupulously to save a person who had no thoughts of life. Or, she let go, which is the best outcome for him. Perhaps, this is also just an excuse.

war, ruined her mentor. She never asked him why he was lost in the chase for fame and fortune in the first place. The black-masked, fang-and-clawed Death Eaters who abused Muggles and hemp wizards, with their own noble bloodlines, committed all the dirty atrocities. They hurt innocent people and wreak havoc on people's souls. They harbor evil thoughts, sow fear, and destroy family after family everywhere. She was wrong, she thought that Muggles were weak and there were no murderers, but in fact, whether Muggles or wizards, as long as they had evil intentions, atrocities were everywhere. Perhaps this is the reason why Red insisted on becoming the FBI, he had justice in his heart and wanted to punish evil and promote good, so Red joined the FBI and became a member of BAU.

She just needed time to adjust herself, get up from the couch and pat the hem of her skirt. The sun was so good outside, Liu Fanxu decided to go out to breathe. The morning sun is warm and warm, although there is still a hint of coolness in the wind, but it does not make people feel cold. She wore a black, mid-necked, thin woolen dress with a wave at her ankles as she walked, a pair of high-waisted black sneakers on her feet, and her knee-length satin hair glowing in the sun.

With a long black dress, long black hair, and snow-white skin, Liu Fanxu's whole person looks extremely pale in this colorful world. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, the streamer under her eyes overflowed, and her jade fingertips poked at the map, slowly walking along a winding subway line, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

On the subway platform, Liu Fanxu stepped on the cordon and looked at the dark tunnel. It reminded her of Platform 9 and 3/4, and the red-hot Express to Hogwarts. At that time, she was standing alone on the platform, wearing a school uniform robe, carrying a Boston bag, and no pets. Seven years later, she was back on platform 9 and 3/4, wearing a school uniform robe emblazoned with the emblem of Slytherin House, and still holding the small Boston bag in her hand. It seems that no trace has been left behind, seven years in a hurry, and the only real thing is the magic in the hand.

When she proudly crushed her classmates who wanted to bully her with magic pressure; At a time when she spent seven years proving her strength; As she regained her dignity little by little from the hands of those who were peeping at her family like poisonous snakes. She knew that in the eyes of those Slytherins, she was no longer a commodity to be sold, but a true head of the family, an heir to a noble lineage. They are in awe and flattering, but they are far away. She chose a lonely path from the beginning.

It's not rush hour, the subway car is empty, and the sparse passengers are scattered in all corners of the car, Liu Fanxu is sitting on a bench in the middle of the car, and opposite her is an eighty-year-old woman who is leaning on the back of the chair and pretending to sleep. The old woman was wearing a shabby blouse, a dark gray coat that had been worn to the edges, a pair of felt boots with needlework marks, a patchwork crossbody bag, her bloated body was slightly tilted, a dusty, wrinkled face, sagging eye bags were sagging, drooping eyelids were tightly closed, her hair was gray and unkempt, which had not been taken care of for a long time, and a little boy of about five years old snuggled up to her.

The boy sat in a chair, his head bowed, his fingers stirring, his hair was gray, and it was vaguely surmising that his original hair color should be blonde, he was wearing a fat maternity shirt that did not fit, his pants were rolled up several times and sagging loosely on his ankles, and his shoes were worn out with holes. His skin was covered in stains, and there were no visible bruises. The little boy fiddled with his fingers intently, his head buried deeply, his chin against his chest, probably sensing Liu Fanxu's gaze, he moved his body uncomfortably, and then raised his head tentatively slightly.

The top of his head was still facing Liu Fanxu, his dirty forehead was exposed, and a pair of blue eyes with the whites of his eyes wiped his eyebrow bones and looked straight at her. Her heart trembled, not because of fear, but because of an accident. She didn't expect to see such a pair of eyes full of hostility, and the eerie feeling was not like coming from a child who was only five or six years old, but more like from the kind of unscrupulous madman who had gone through the ordeal of life and death.

Liu Fanxu's eyes were gradually submerged by the thick darkness, empty and cold, she looked at him, her cold gaze cut the boy like a knife cone, his body shrank, the malice in his eyes began to waver, he shook his body sitting on the bench, his head hung down suddenly, he pressed his chin tightly against his chest, eager to stuff his head in, avoiding her piercing cold gaze.

How could she forget, this pair of eyes that belonged to the murderer, its owners loved to kill, brutal killing, innocent people were torn apart by them, they enjoyed every process of separation, they never repented, they were born crazy. Liu Fanxu moved her fingers, holding the magic wand between her fingers, her eyes stared at the top of the little boy's hair, and she lifted her lips indifferently, "Hi, BOY" The boy trembled, and raised his head tremblingly, this time his eyes were full of horror, and the cowardice of the weak obeying the strong. She curled her lips and sneered at the boy with a needle-like magic. ”

The pictures similar to the memories of the past are like old films that have been cut, and the scenes are drenched in blood. This boy killed more than one, for the sake of the old woman next to him. The pair, who look like grandchildren, one murderous and one cannibal, wander the middle of nowhere, targeting the kind-hearted girls. Liu Fanxu raised her hand to interrupt the spell, she didn't want to see the ruins of the scene, she didn't want to listen to the miserable cry of helplessness and despair.

The old woman opposite was shocked, she stared at Liu Fanxu with cloudy eyes, and the little boy snuggled into her arms, as if seeking refuge. Liu Fanxu raised her lips, her face was full of smiles, she moved her wand, drew a curve slightly, and her lips lightly opened "Out of body!" The expressions on the cannibal duo's faces quickly faded and went blank, their eyes hollow, and a little wand added a petrification charm to them. Only then did he take out his phone from his handbag and edit the text message to Red.

"Where are you?"

Red's first field show was in Washington. There was a case on the first day of employment, and it was a serial homicide case that lasted for 17 years. Red had just sent two messages to Liu Fanxu when he was called by Hodge to go to the police station with them, and then began to show his crushing human brain encyclopedia search engine. After several hours of profile analysis, the unknown suspect basically locked the scope, and he was pouring out his geographical profile to the public, when the text message rang suddenly. Red pulled his phone out of his pocket as he detailed the profiling process against the sketchpad map, glanced down, and then put it back in his pocket.