Witch: LOL ~ Long time no see, Yasuo. How have you been? Do you miss my magic?
It's Yasuo Not Shill: If it's the magic that was thrown at me, I do miss it a little.
Witch was an online friend he met when he was playing games. In the game where they met, she was a Witch and successfully turned the Witch, a semi-control class, into a magic cannon. Bruce was an Assassin in the game. This kind of fragile class that needed to circle around or move around to find space to attack required a lot of skill. At that time, both of them were rookies in the game. Many times, Bruce's Assassin was directly blown up by the Witch's AOE magic and so on.
In the reincarnation space, it was easy to do as a high agility melee fighter, but in the game, even scrolling on the keyboard couldn't save him. For this reason, Bruce even changed his online nickname, "It's Yasuo Not Shill", using this unknown but widely known meme to "motivate" himself. Until now, it was a pity that his skills were still in the category of shill.
Witch: Haha, how are you now? Are you still in school? You disappeared after saying you were going to school last time. You didn't even update your Twitter. I thought something happened to you.
It's Yasuo Not Shill: After graduation, I'm very busy at work. Recently, I've been playing WOW. I'm sure you didn't miss this game.
Witch: Of course. Don't tell me you're playing a lousy Assassin again.
It's Yasuo Not Shill: … You're not qualified to talk about me.
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It was almost Christmas. The Witch invited Bruce to participate in World of Warcraft's large-scale offline Winter Veil Carnival.
During this period of time, the relationship between the two of them had returned to how familiar they were when they first played games together. Although the two of them didn't really know each other, the communication in the game was very pleasant. Bruce thought about it and agreed to the invitation.
This Winter Veil Carnival would last for a week in New York. Although it wasn't officially organized, it received a warm response from players since it was mentioned on the game forum. According to statistics, tens of thousands of players expressed their anticipation on the forum and would be there.
Bruce also received a set of clothes from the witch. It was a cosplay costume for his game character, the Night Elf. There were even props such as a wig, a dagger, cosmetics, and a complete set of makeup steps. Bruce didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at the card that came with the clothes, the words "looking forward to meeting you", he stuffed the clothes into his backpack.
Tomorrow was the weekend. Bruce had already booked a flight to New York. He was looking forward to meeting the witch. On the Internet, she gave people the impression of being carefree and cheerful. Of course, you never knew what was sitting on the other side of the computer, but Bruce felt that nothing could be worse than watching a sci-fi movie on a weekend with someone talking about physics next to you.
However, the next day, when Bruce finally arrived at the airport by bus and subway, a phone call called him back.
"Sorry, I'm late." Bruce hurriedly pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in. Obviously, there was only one case that could interrupt his beautiful weekend.
Hotch was putting away the documents in front of him. He stood up and said to his team members, "See you on the plane in half an hour." After looking at Bruce who just came in, he left the conference room.
After Rossi left, Garcia came to Bruce. "Hey, guy.
Guy, you look very different. "
"What's wrong?" Bruce didn't understand.
"You look very handsome. It's different from your usual style." Garcia patted Bruce's shoulder.
Bruce looked down. Unlike his usual formal shirt and tie at work, Bruce was wearing a T-shirt and jeans with a dark windbreaker on the outside. He even had a pair of sunglasses hanging on the front of the T-shirt. After all, he was going out to play on the weekend.
"Hey, baby.
Girl, are you praising another man in front of me? "Morgan pretended to be displeased." Am I not handsome enough? "
Bruce lowered his head slightly and looked at Garcia gently. "Believe me, this is just the tip of the iceberg. You will see more, different, and handsome versions of me in the future." He said with a smirk on his face.
"Oh, my knight, I'm probably going to abandon you. The prince in front of me captured me with his cynical smile." Garcia glanced at Morgan and covered his chest with his hand.
After laughing for a while, JJ stood up and handed a document to Bruce. "I hope you still remember that the plane is waiting for us."
The team sat on the plane. Since Bruce wasn't there, JJ began to briefly explain the case again. "Bodies have appeared in the World of Warcraft offline event in New York for three consecutive days. The victims were dressed as characters in the game. The cause of death was excessive blood loss due to a penetrating wound in the chest. There were also half-moon scars on the bodies of the victims. The local police believed that it was the work of a serial killer. Considering that the offline event will last for seven days, they contacted us."
Bruce had a strange look on his face. "Actually, I was planning to go to New York to attend the event. I was called back just as I was about to board the plane."
"In a sense, you are going to attend the event now." JJ shrugged.
"The three victims were different in gender, age, and skin color. The Unsub didn't have a specific type." Hotch began to analyze the victims.
"The murderer was very calm. There was only one wound and it was fatal. The Unsub may have a medical background or had experienced it many times." Rossi looked at the photos of the victims and continued.
"The random location of the bodies means that the Unsub had no mercy for the victims. The victims were meaningless to him." Morgan shook his head with a heavy expression.
"The victims didn't know each other, and there was no connection between them. We got too little information from them." Prentiss patted the document in his hand and looked a little helpless.
"I found …" Bruce suddenly opened his mouth and pointed to the photos of the three victims. "Goblin, Orc, and Tauren. They are all Horde races. Could this be some kind of connection?"
"What?" The others didn't understand.
"I am also a player of this game. The game is divided into two sides, the Alliance and the Horde. In order to increase the game's antagonism, the characters of these three victims all belonged to the Horde side."
"Very good. Then, what else is there that is related to the game on the victims?" Hotch nodded at Bruce and asked.
"Emm …" Bruce pointed uncertainly at the half-moon scar next to the victim's wound. "This could be a representation of Elune, the Goddess of the Moon in the game. She is the most powerful immortal and the only true god. However, this is a kind god who appears in the image of healing people. "
"So, the Unsub may think that he is acting on behalf of the gods?"
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