Bruce walked onto their private plane,
And sat down in his usual seat.
Reid, who came up behind Bruce, took off his satchel and put it aside,
Then he poured two cups of coffee in the pantry,
And sat opposite Bruce,
And handed him a cup.
The plane soon took off smoothly. Bruce glanced at the coffee with a little disdain,
But he still picked it up and took a sip,
Then he raised his eyebrows.
"One serving of milk,
Three servings of sugar,
I remember correctly. "Reid gestured to him with the coffee cup.
"Yes,
But it would be great if you could prepare hot cocoa for us, "Bruce said and put down the cup,
He opened the case file with one hand and pulled his collar with the other.
Their case this time,
Had already been briefed in the conference room, and the folder contained detailed information about the victims. Recently, three bodies had been found in Seattle, Washington. The victims were all young men and women,
There were two wounds on the same neck,
And a large amount of blood had been drained from these two wounds. The most recent body had less than 500 milliliters of blood,
One had to know that the blood in a normal person's body was 40005000 milliliters. What was even more shocking was that,
Saliva and human blood were found in all the wounds of the deceased,
As if someone had drunk their blood.
"I remember that you don't like high-collared clothes,
You never even wear a scarf,
You said that you hate the touch of anything on your neck. "
Bruce's hand on his collar paused. He withdrew his gaze from the folder and touched his layered collar. He said in a seemingly serious tone, "That's because I realized that there's something more important than comfort." He was wearing a pure white turtleneck sweater under his suit jacket today.
"What?"
"That is, handsome." Bruce was serious, and Reid rolled his eyes.
"Reid, introduce us to the blood drinker." Hotch's voice interrupted their conversation.
Bruce looked up at the four seats on both sides of the aisle. Prentiss was looking at him with a smile. He met Hotch's gaze and winked.
"Practical human blood, haemophilia, also known as Rainfield syndrome, named after the insect-eating character in the novel 'Dracula' by Bram Stoker." Reid had already found the information in his computer-like brain.
"Are they abusers?" As the discussion of the case progressed, Prentiss also became serious.
"Not necessarily. The victim's pain is usually just a by-product. The blood is the key. Rainfield syndrome is usually accompanied by varying degrees of schizophrenia, and if the condition worsens, classic cannibalism can occasionally occur, "Reid continued.
"Typical cannibalism symptoms? Our job is really fun, "Rossi said casually, but everyone could hear the mockery in his words.
"Actually, real cases are extremely rare."
"Rainfield Syndrome may be extremely rare, but vampires are definitely not rare. There are many subcultures that believe in vampires, especially in Seattle," Garcia suddenly said from the computer screen. She had been in a video call with them the whole time.
Rossi was a little confused. "Why aren't those surprising?"
Some photos appeared on the screen. Most of them were dressed in Gothic style, with their mouths open and twisted expressions. There were two fangs in their mouths, and some of them had red liquid dripping from the corners of their mouths.
Morgan frowned at the screen. "Garcia, are these people all blood-sucking?"
"Oh, you are so cute, my knight." Garcia smiled and continued under Morgan's puzzled expression. "On the contrary, most of them are just like Bruce cosplaying as a Night Elf. They are all very interesting."
Bruce, who was suddenly reminded of his dark history, looked up. "No, I think I'm different from them." He looked at the photos on the screen with some disdain. "At least I'm more pleasing to the eye."
No one answered him. After a while, Reid said, "The unidentified suspects should be called vampire fans, not vampires. They are attracted to the subculture only because it openly worships blood."
"Garcia, you just said that it's especially in Seattle. What do you mean?" Hotch closed the case file in his hand.
"You can ask Bruce about this." Garcia's video appeared on the screen again.
"What?" Bruce didn't understand why Garcia threw this question at him, but he felt that Hotch's face was a little gloomy.
"Don't you remember the movie you watched a few months ago?" Garcia seemed to feel that he had said something that he shouldn't have, and he looked a little nervous.
Bruce tried hard to recall. He remembered the only movie that Garcia had dragged him to in the past few months, along with JJ. "Are you talking about Twilight?" To be honest, he only remembered that it was a fantasy romance movie, and he fell asleep halfway through it.
"Yes, this novel has been on the bestseller list since it was published in 2005. The movie that was adapted from it was also very popular."
"What does this have to do with Seattle? What does it have to do with this case?" Morgan asked.
"This novel is about a love story between a vampire and a human. The location of the novel is a small town in Forks. The nearest big city to this small town is Seattle. Some of the plot in the novel also takes place in Seattle."
"But this is just an imaginary story, isn't it?" Morgan still didn't understand Garcia's meaning.
"Penelope is trying to say that this novel has made many young people obsessed with vampires, and there are many subculture groups in Seattle that like vampires," Bruce explained.
"Yes, that's it. You know me well, Bruce." Garcia waved the pen in his hand. "Okay, then I'll continue exploring various websites to see if anything jumps up and bites me." He pressed something, and the screen dimmed.
"So, Bruce, are you one of them?" Prentiss looked at Bruce.
"What? No, no, I'm not interested in vampires at all. " Bruce lowered his head and seemed to be looking at some information. "Besides, there's only one thing in this world that I'm obsessed with."
"Vampires aren't real, and vampire fans are just a bunch of delusional people. But in this case, they have some kind of relationship with the deceased. Although it may be very indirect, they are very likely to be fascinated by it. It's almost certain that they have some kind of contact with the deceased in their lives." Reid pointed out the direction of their investigation.
After getting off the plane, Bruce and Rossi were assigned to the forensics office to find out more about the corpses of the victims.
They followed the forensic doctor into the morgue, where three bodies were placed. The forensic doctor told them, "According to the order of the victims, the one inside was the first to be found. The saliva DNA results from the wounds haven't come out yet, but we've sent it to the laboratory. "
"What's the cause of death?" Bruce walked to the nearest bed and saw the two wounds on the neck of the deceased.
"Both of them died of excessive blood loss."
"The deceased didn't have any defensive injuries?" Rossi pulled the white cloth away. "Or were there any drug residues in the body?"
"None, just these wounds." The forensic doctor pointed at the two wounds. "And these shouldn't be bite marks. The edges are very sharp, and human teeth can make uneven marks."
"They weren't under the control of drugs, nor did they show any signs of struggle. Did they just let the murderer kill them without any resistance? And it was a slow process of gradually losing blood. " Rossi obviously couldn't figure it out. "Survival should be the instinct of any creature."
"Under what circumstances would you not resist?" Rossi looked at Bruce.
Bruce shrugged. "Maybe I was threatened? In fact, I'll definitely resist to the end if it hurts my life. "
The two came to the Seattle police station with nothing to show for it. A task force on the case had been set up here, and their office was also here.
When they entered, Reid was frowning and quickly flipping through a large stack of files in front of him. He was pasting pictures of the victims on the case board.
Bruce sat next to Reid and was about to pick up a book when Reid suddenly put a hand on it. "I've already read those. If you want to see them, you can take this one."
Bruce glanced at the two stacks of files on Reid's left that were about a meter high. "What are these?"
"Information on vampires in this city." Reid raised his head and rubbed his temples. "Oh my God, I didn't expect there to be so many people obsessed with this. There are all kinds of Vampire-themed clubs and activities. Why is a shop selling a shirt with a vampire logo on it in the data?" Reid put down the paper in his hand. "I think I'm just wasting my time."
Reid scratched his head. "This isn't the right direction. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack. It's purely a matter of luck to find something related to the case."
Bruce looked at him as he pondered. "Prentiss and the others have already gone to the victims' homes to see if they can find any clues."
"Serious vampire fans don't commit crimes randomly. If we can find a connection between the victims' lives, it will be very useful. "
At this time, Prentiss walked in with a laptop. "We didn't find anything in the victim's home. Although she's obviously a vampire fan, the walls are full of pictures and posters about vampires. But if you want to understand a young person, you have to start with her computer. There's a lot of information on her social media sites."
Bruce took the laptop, plugged it in and turned it on. "It's up to you, Penelope."
"I'm very familiar with investigating other people's lives like this." The sound of Garcia typing on the keyboard was heard. "Oh, it's already in. The password is Cullen."
JJ, who had finished his work in front of the case board, came over and smiled when he heard this. "Cullen, no surprise."
“Colon？ What's that? "Reid looked at Bruce. Bruce shook his head to show that he didn't know.
"It's Cullen, the vampire family in Twilight. Spence, you don't read anything other than science books, right? And you, Bruce, didn't you go to the movies together? "
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