[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

"One more question." Isaac, who had been silent all this time, finally said, "Have you met since you broke up?"

"What gave you the illusion that I'm a stalker who doesn't know self-respect and self-love?" Edith Samson asked back, he looked a little angry, "He's like a nightmare, I I escaped, and I don’t want to have anything to do with it!”

"I don't mean that you have no love for him." Isaac was calm. "If that's the case, you were the one who reported Oscar Betsy's disappearance."

"Huh?" Edith Samson snorted coldly, extremely disdainful.

"However, from what we know, you are the one who knows Oscar Betsy's day-to-day life the most. So, please recall, has he ever offended anyone, been involved in any trouble, or had unspecified income, debt to usury, etc. kind of situation," Isaac said, "for the sake of what he's turned into a pile of bones now."

Edith Samson loosened and tightened his grip on the handbag, "OK, I'm doing my civic duty. Where should I start? When my eyes were blinded by love, I couldn't detect anything unusual. Looking back now, it's almost There's no reason for that."

"It seems that this is a very long story." Isaac looked around, "I remember there is a cafe over there, where should we talk?"

Probably because he had made a decision, Edith Samson looked more relaxed, and nodded in agreement, "But I have to make a phone call first, I can't let my boyfriend dove."

No one raised any objections, disturbing a girl's date will indeed arouse a sense of guilt.

In the coffee shop, the four of them chose a seat by the window, and the conversation started after the boss brought them coffee.

"Oscar is the first person I have met since I grew up." Edith Samson took a sip of coffee, the bitter taste spread on his taste buds, and even his heart seemed to be stained with this taste, "I really once Treating him as a partner for a lifetime, he fulfilled my fantasy of the other half. Except for one thing..."

"He takes drugs." Isaac knew it well, and in the eyes of a girl who pursued stability, this was undoubtedly a ticking time bomb.

"Yeah, that's the only thing that's not perfect." Edith Samson didn't shy away from the subject. "He told me that he was framed in the band because the band's boss wanted to control him. But he said he wouldn't give in. Yes, he said he would definitely quit it for me. I have done volunteer work and know how painful it is to quit drugs. So, I thought, since he is trying so hard to maintain our relationship, why can't I How about more confidence?"

"I spend all my free time on part-time jobs. I only take time to see him on weekends. I just want to earn more money so I can go to the drug rehabilitation center. He said that he no longer uses heroin and replaced it with a drug that is less addictive. Substitutes. I spend some time every night before going to bed to participate in the discussion group discussion. There are many people who have the same experience as me. I want to know more and make Oscar's recovery process easier... Edith Samson bit his lower lip, "That day, I took the method recommended to me by others, and went to his apartment without prior notice, and it turned out..."

Edith Samson sneered, "I heard him say to that woman that she is his unbeatable partner in sex, another woman whose name I have never heard is his partner in heaven, and I am his part-time inflatable A cash machine that functions as a doll!"

Edith Samson took it for granted that she was mad at the time, but she was not an emotional person. After throwing a desk lamp at the man in anger, she directly left a breakup notice, and then slammed the door and left.

A person hid in the dormitory and cried like a fool.

Until her phone beeped, telling her she had received a new email.

"I am very grateful to the friends I met online." EdithSamson said, "In my saddest time, they have been comforting me. Although we have not talked face-to-face, our hearts are very close. They are right, My future is still very long, there is no need to feel nostalgic for a scumbag."

"I really want to help you with clues, but," Edith Samson shook his head, "the things that are wrong in my memory now seem to be lies made up by that bastard for the sake of stealing. There are performances, moving friends, and going out without inspiration Caifeng... Heh, in fact, the time we spent together is not too long."

"Are those friends you met online, friends from the discussion groups you said earlier?" Isaac asked.

"That's right." Edith Samson obviously didn't think there was anything worth keeping secret, "They are all good people."

"But you just said that the topic of the discussion group is how to help others quit drugs." Issac pointed out, "People who have been working hard for this goal will suddenly change their minds and start comforting you?"

"What are you implying?" Edith Samson was a little displeased. "I said that they are all good people. They have always comforted and encouraged me when I was at my lowest."

"Of course, acts of kindness are touching. But," Isaac continued, "I'm sorry, but when you were hurt by Oscar's betrayal and decided to break up with him, there was something in common between you and that discussion group." It's gone. They'll see you as a failure that will cloud their hopes. Don't rush to contradict me. You said that. The people in that discussion group are most passionate about how to make them Loved ones stay away from drugs. When you share your story, they either stay away from you or continue to brainwash you."

"This is ridiculous, how can they brainwash me?"

"It's easy." Isaac gave an example casually, "Maybe it's because Oscar is too high and thinks he's in an illusion; maybe he loves you very much and is willing to detoxify you, but subjective will can't go against objective facts. Losing his mind when it comes to drugs, willing to sell everything for that bit of white powder, talking about it. If you still love him, you will be willing to believe this lame excuse."

"..." Edith Samson didn't speak.

"So, you are a good girl with clear grievances and strong will." Issac praised, "You made a wise choice and got out of the quagmire."

However, the determined and good girl seemed to have not heard Isaac's praise, and fell into deep thought.

Edith Samson has never been a fool, and except for Oscar Betsy's fall because she was blinded by emotion, her mind is still very flexible.Some things may have been affected due to emotional reasons at the time, but when she was out of the shadow of that time and looked back again, the sense of disobedience came out.

"You mean, Oscar Betsy's accident happened because I complained about him to netizens on the Internet?" This guess is a little unbelievable, but, combined with the identity of the person in front of him and the news they brought, the possibility is not small.

"Of course not. The case is still in the investigation stage. Without conclusive evidence, we will not draw conclusions easily." Although Issac felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the online discussion group that Edith Samson mentioned, he did not agree with it without evidence. Will leave a handle.

Edith Samson bit his lower lip, finally took out a pen and paper from his bag, and wrote a string of words on it, "This is the address, and the nickname I used to use. This website does not need to register and log in, you can check it with the nickname. To the record of my statement. Regardless of whether this has anything to do with the OscarBetsy matter, I hope this matter ends here and does not disturb my life anymore."

Rationally feeling wrong and actually getting help, the two were constantly conflicting in Edith Samson's mind, and she finally chose to quit.

"Of course, thank you for your cooperation."

Edith Samson left.

"Fortunately, it's not nothing." Isaac flicked the paper, then took out his phone and sent Garcia the information on it.

"So, you think the killer was lurking in an Internet discussion group?" Booth asked.

"The five victims are all addicts. It wouldn't be a coincidence." Isaac frowned. "On the Internet, it is very convenient to gather people with common troubles together and use this method to screen victims. Now various mobile Devices are developing faster and faster, social networks are becoming more and more developed, and the crime rate using the Internet is also increasing."

Booth frowned. Compared with the virtual network, he still prefers interacting with real people.

"That's right." Sweets was very interested in this. "I remember reading a case in the bureau's internal publications. The murderer used the photos posted by the victim on social networks to determine the whereabouts of the victim, and even communicated with the victim. The victim added a friend, which did not arouse the vigilance of the victim at all."

"I still can't figure out, what's the fun in taking a picture and showing yourself to a group of strangers anytime, anywhere? Why no one is shouting to respect privacy at this time." Booth doesn't see the need to do so.

"Well, it's still interesting." Sweets murmured.

Isaac nodded in agreement.In some respects, he will give up eating because of choking, but in another respect he doesn't care much. Even if he knows that the power of the Internet to protect information is not worth mentioning to those who are interested, his classmates, friends and relatives are all over the world. Everyone together, is there any other better way?

Garcia was quick, and on their drive back, she checked the website provided by Edith Samson.

"It's an anonymous website with an independent server." Garcia's voice came out through the public release, "However, although users can use nicknames to post at will, the administrator responsible for maintaining the website has great authority. He can not only process posts, but also The IP address of the poster is obtained through the management background. Therefore, the anonymity of website users does not apply to administrators. Moreover, I also found an interesting little thing in it.”

Garcia's voice was full of excitement, "It's a bit rough, but it's enough for ordinary users. As long as a user posts a post, when it is posted on the first floor, the user's computer will automatically download and install a Trojan horse. To put it bluntly, she is a beautiful woman who doesn't even wear a bikini, she can't hide anything!"

"Tell me, you didn't fall for the trick." Even though he knew it was impossible, Isaac couldn't help being nervous.

"Of course, as I said, this Trojan horse is a bit rough and not worth mentioning." By the way, complimenting herself, Garcia continued, "I found the nickname provided by EdithSamson, found her post, and I have tied it down. Mouth, I can't reply."

"Is it because that relationship has come to an end, or..." The administrator knew about Oscar Betsy's death? Isaac was a little unsure.

"I read the management regulations of the website, and the posts that are determined to have failed or abandoned will be blocked." Garcia said, "I am sorting out the blocked posts now to see if I can find any clues."

"Have you found out who the administrator is?" Isaac asked.

"The server is not in the country, it's a bit difficult." Garcia didn't hide it, "So, Hotch and the others plan to use another method to test it."

"Post fishing?" Isaac's eyes lit up, "Leave it to me."

"Don't immediately!" Garcia hurriedly stopped, "When you come back, I will make sure that the computer or mobile phone you post on will not be installed with a Trojan horse."

"No problem." Isaac narrowed his eyes and began to think about what to post.

This kind of fishing post, which must be a dog blood story, really gave him infinite inspiration.