They dropped Austin off at the nearest hospital.

Austin always insisted that his bone was broken, and the doctor who received them looked quite helpless.

"Don't worry, Mr. Austin, your bones are intact." The male doctor said.

"I tell you, I am also a doctor!" Austin said excitedly, "Don't dawdle-I want to make a movie!" " "

"Well, Dr. Austin, let's take a picture of you. Calm down, okay? " The doctor patiently comforted.

Austin immediately settled down a lot.

Fiona quickly turned and left, knowing that Austin would be fine.

Then they rushed to Tolan's home, a residential area in Atlanta. The fire was almost put out when they arrived. The smoke that has not yet dispersed is surrounded by the charred ruins, which is particularly bleak. Fortunately, the fire didn't spread to other houses in the block.

Toran is not at the scene, but Agent Rossi has arrived. He is chatting with a fireman. Fiona and they came to Rosie's side, and they simply nodded to each other even if they said hello.

"As far as the current situation is concerned, it is likely that an explosion caused by a gas leak caused a fire." The fireman said.

"Generally speaking, gas leakage is the most common cause of urban residential fires," Reid said. "Last year alone, there were 500,000 building fires in American cities, of which more than 30% were caused by gas leakage. Although the proportion of arson was not high, there were 3 10000."

Fiona looked at the fireman. "What else did you find?"

"At present, the fire is in the living room, and it should be the candlestick on the dining table that caused the explosion."

Just then, Tolan's voice came from behind them.

"My God!"

He walked quickly to his home, looking very ugly.

Although she didn't like him, Fiona said coldly, "I'm sorry, Toran."

"What the hell is going on?" Tolan said, "I was at a friend's house, but I heard the news-God." He just stared at the ruins of his house, as if still unable to believe what he saw.

The fireman told him the cause of the fire.

"This is impossible!" He shouted impatiently, "For God's sake, I haven't lit the candle on that candlestick for almost half a year."

"Are you sure?" Rosie asked.

Toland made it clear that he was sure.

"Damn it!" He cursed: "Someone must have set the fire!"

He glanced at Fiona subconsciously, which made Fiona feel very unhappy. She said coldly, "Don't doubt me this time. I was in the car when the fire broke out, with Spencer and others. "

Toran looked a little embarrassed.

"I don't doubt what you mean." He frowned and said, "Damn it, I have to call the insurance company. Excuse me. "

After most of the smoke in the house dispersed, the firemen briefly inspected the house. They said that the basic structure of the house was not damaged, so it was safe to enter the house.

Fiona opened the charred front door and went in. Reed is right behind her.

"This is the fire point." The firemen showed Fiona the dining table, which was almost burnt to black charcoal. They immediately noticed that there was a silver candlestick in the coke.

They simply looked at the whole house.

"Fiona." Reed suddenly called her name.

He stood in front of the sofa on the first floor of the living room, staring at the things on the ground.

"What's the matter?" Fiona stepped over the charred clothes rack and walked to Reed.

"You should see this." Reid said.

There are some burnt leftovers on the ground, which looks like they fell out of the glass cabinet next to them. The explosion completely shattered the cupboard, and some porcelain fragments and books were scattered all over the floor.

Reed took out his handkerchief and picked up something on the ground through it.

-it was a bronze badge distorted by high temperature, but the pattern on the surface of the badge was still clearly visible.

That's a rose-shaped sign.

"Do you think this rose has something to do with the rose I received?" Fiona asked.

"Maybe, maybe it's just a coincidence." Reed murmured. He looked up at Fiona. "Do you know that roses have other meanings besides love?"

I don't know.

"Roses and eros letters are exactly the same, just changed the order. During the worship of the primitive goddess, it once represented women's reproductive ability, and its shape represented-er, women's exogenous organs. The five petals represent the five most important stages in a woman's life, namely birth, menstrual cramps, pregnancy, menopause and death. " Reed quickly explained, "and the cut roses represent the disappearance and death of life." In ancient Rome, people scattered rose petals on the graves of the dead to show their respect for the dead. "

"So you mean-"Fiona pondered the deep meaning of his long popular science article, "the person who sent me roses may just remind me of Trent Stewart's death."

"It's possible."

"This made me a little relieved." Fiona sighed and said sarcastically, "I'd rather he wasn't some crazy suitor."

Later, they showed Tolan the rose badge.

"Is this yours, Tolan?" Fiona asked.

"Oh." Toland said with a frown, looking a little absent-minded. "That's my sister's legacy. Why? "

"Do you know what this is?"

"This is just a badge. What else can it be? " Toland shrugged and said. He doesn't look like he's lying.

Later, they heard an enthusiastic housewife say that just before the fire broke out, she saw an old Beetle car parked near Toland's house.

"I have never seen that car around here." She said.

"Madam, did you write down the license plate number?" Rosie asked.

"You really asked the right person." The housewife quickly took out a small notebook on which something was recorded in neat words.

Fiona overheard the above line: Bingo Smith didn't mow the lawn today. He may finally find out that his wife goes out in heavy makeup every afternoon, and God knows what she is doing. ...

This lady seems to like to record the trivial things of her neighbors in detail. It's simple ... it's terrible to have such neighbors.

"Let me see-"She flipped through a few pages. "here."

Rosie told Garcia, who had returned to the police station, the license plate number and asked her to check the owner's information. Within two minutes, Garcia called back.

"Guys, I have an unfortunate news for you." Garcia said.

"Oh, don't tell me it's a stolen car." Rosie said.

"Exactly, sir." Garcia said, "The original owner was a 63-year-old widow. Oh, I've never seen such an honest man-he doesn't even have a parking ticket. Can you believe it? "

"Thank you, Garcia." Rosie said.

"You're welcome, sir!" Garcia said flattered.

At this time, his mobile phone showed that another call came in.

"I'll hang up first." He said, and then pressed the hands-free button. "Come on, Morgan, what have you found?"

"We met Trent's mother," Morgan's voice came from the phone. "She proved that Trent had been in a very secret club called the Red Rose Club."

"Red roses?"

"Yes, does that sound familiar?" Morgan said, "This must have something to do with the roses that Mars received."

Reid couldn't help asking, "What club is that?"

"Oh, Reid." Morgan's tone is a bit ridiculous. "In fact, it is a bit inappropriate for children."

Reed frowned and muttered, "I'm not a child."

"-this is an s.m club." Morgan said.

"Self-defense mechanism?" Reed said at once.

"What?" Fiona said. Everyone looked at Reid in surprise.

"Uh, wrong?" Reed blinked and looked at the others puzzled. "It can't be samarium."

Rosie raised her eyebrows and looked at Fiona.

"-this is sadism and masochism." Fiona explained calmly and seriously.

"Oh!" Reed swallowed and looked away awkwardly. "er ... ok. I see. "

"Hey, guys!" Morgan shouted, reminding them that they were still on the phone. "I just got the membership list of that club."

Rosie opened her mouth as if to say something.

"Wait, don't ask me how I got it-I went to the underground bar frequented by that club. To be honest, I don't want to recall that experience anymore. " Morgan stressed.

Fiona guessed something about what he had gone through. He must have seen something similar to what she saw in that house not long ago.

"Trent Stewart's name is on that list." Morgan said, "every member of it should have a rose-shaped symbol, maybe jewelry or tattoos."

"We just found a rose badge in Tolan's home," Reid said. "Tolan said it was his sister's legacy."

"That's right. In addition, I sent the list to Garcia, and she is now checking the names one by one. " Morgan said, "but I'm not sure what we should look for."

"Many sex offenders have criminal records, and many are used to hiding their hobbies, so many must use pseudonyms. I am afraid that she will not find anything useful." Rosie said rudely, "but let her check if anyone in it has moved to Atlanta recently."

"No problem." Morgan hung up the phone quickly.