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

The baby's cry hit Isaac's nerves like a hammer, and finally he felt that his brain was going to be numb, and he could only record mechanically.He didn't look at the characters he wrote in the notebook, otherwise he would be startled by his own handwriting.

Fortunately, no matter how tortured the content of the video is, there is an end to it.The only thing that bothered Isaac was that whether it was Roger or Grote, they just let the baby cry from beginning to end, as if the existence of this child was to torture those poor people psychologically, and it didn't stop until the end of the video. Isaac doesn't recall any of the found skulls being baby-sized, and despite knowing the odds of that happening, Isaac has a faint hope to find out if there have been any incidents of abandonment of babies in the neighborhood many years ago.

But instead of calling immediately, he pulled out the tape that had just finished playing from the machine and replaced it with a new one.He didn't play it immediately, but confirmed to Will again, "Are you sure you don't want to go out and take a break?"

Will silently shook his head.

Isaac sighs, like he understands why Will is so persistent, but not sure if it's a good idea.Bad memories should be covered with good memories instead of worse ones, but Will seems to insist on doing so, and it is really hard to predict whether the final result is relief or something else.

But right now he didn't have the energy to say more, he always felt that he had an auditory hallucination, and the cry of the baby lingered in his ears.Even though he can still accurately take screenshots of the victim's face and record the crime process with a pen, his mind is completely out of it.

He hoped that Roger and Grote could still retain a little bit of the most basic kindness and let go of that innocent little thing who didn't know anything and couldn't even speak, but the more he watched, the more he felt that they seemed to be There is no longer any humanity.Babies are too fragile and noisy, and the slightest injury can have irreparable consequences. Isaac knew the result well, but he didn't want to believe it.

So, when Robinson came to him, he was a little annoyed.

Of course, this anger was a bit unreasonable, but Robinson's arrival made him have to advance the time to verify this matter.He refused Robinson's request to attend the press conference without hesitation, and then asked him to check whether there were any incidents of baby abandonment in the nearby area.

"Baby abandonment?" Robinson looked confused. "Is this related to Case?"

Isaac put the matter briefly, "I know it's very unlikely, but I probably won't give up if there is no accurate answer. By the end of the video, the child is still alive."

Robinson's face turned pale all of a sudden, he kept whispering 'OMG', and quickly crossed himself on his chest, "God, how could such a thing happen?!"

The answer probably really only God knows, if God really exists.

Robinson was not entangled in the press conference, he left restlessly, and when he came back again, he brought no good news, "There is no record of baby abandonment." His voice was a little dry, "I even expanded the scope of the area, There is no record."

Isaac didn't say anything, turned his head and went back to wrestling with the tape.However, other people soon joined in this time. Even Walsh, who ran the fastest at the beginning, bit the bullet and gave up the paperwork he didn't love before and came back again. Everyone has a bottom line in their hearts. The bottom line can be high or low, but even the lowest one can never tolerate being raped by an ignorant baby.

Isaac had been pouring down his coffee, and Robinson couldn't stand the desperate effort. After repeatedly rejecting the suggestion to take a rest, he was given a sedative from behind.When he woke up, there was an unknown person standing beside the bed.

"Who are you?" Isaac asked aloud, only to realize that his voice was a little hoarse, "What happened? Why am I here?"

The man put down the tablet in his hand and stopped refreshing the news, "Oh, you worked so hard that you passed out while watching the video. But don't worry, those videos have been fixed and the victim's profile picture has been released , family members have already found them." He said lightly, "As for me, I am a hired psychologist."

"Psychiatrist?" Isaac repeated subconsciously. Reid, he didn't mean to discriminate against psychiatrists, but it's true to stay away from them.

"Those videos, everyone who watched them had psychological problems to varying degrees, so I and other psychiatrists were invited to help." The man smiled and said, "I'm Leslie Darwin, I want to see license?"

Isaac shook his head, he had no memory or interest in the name, he was still thinking about the past, "You mean, I fainted?"

"That's right." Leslie Darwin nodded.

Isaac just gave a short laugh, thanks to his physique, he is not only resistant to anesthesia, maybe he didn't react when he just woke up, but now he has remembered the previous things, Robinson told him to rest first, he refused and someone put a hand on his shoulder before…

He touched his shoulder subconsciously, decided not to worry about it for the time being, and then pulled off the quilt to get out of bed.

"Agent Costa?" Leslie Darwin hurriedly supported him, "You need to rest now."

Isaac picked up the watch on the bedside, "I've already had a rest, now it's working time."

"You know that you are not allowed to work in the state of PTSD?" Leslie Darwin was not ignorant of the content of the video in order to understand the seriousness of the matter when he was invited to provide psychological counseling for those law enforcement officers who were psychologically traumatized. .Therefore, he thinks that what Isaac said now is trying to be brave.

"Of course, that would cause a job error," Isaac replied, "but I don't have PTSD."

"That's even more terrifying. No one will be indifferent to those images." Leslie Darwin tried to make a joke, but when he realized that his words didn't work, his eyebrows finally frowned. "Agent Costa?"

"Listen, I don't need a therapist. If someone asks you, just answer them like this." Isaac desperately wanted to do something, anyway, he couldn't stay here.

"Can……"

Isaac immediately called Robinson, "I want to see Roger and Grote."

"Hi, you're awake." Robinson didn't answer. "You need to rest. The doctor said you're overtired. It's not a joke."

"I have to do something, or that child's cries will haunt me!" Isaac also insisted, "Also, I don't need a psychiatrist. I know more about criminal psychology and abnormal psychology than they do. much better."

"I've sent someone to ask for an inquiry, but, you know, Roger and Grote already sensed their end, they refused to say anything about the baby, instead they sneered and ridiculed. I was so irritated that I almost beat them up, it's not a good idea for you to meet them." Robinson said, "As for the psychiatrist, if you insist, forget it. Does your group have this problem? Except Walsh and Aubrey, everyone else turned it down, it was more like a mutual aid club together."

Isaac coughed, "Aren't there others who accepted? Also, I insist on seeing them."

"So, you think you're okay now?" Robinson hesitated.

"Don't worry, I won't bring a gun in there." Isaac made an alternative assurance, "I'm not a violent person."

"Well, maybe you can dig something out of their mouths." Robinson sighed, "Actually, they are also very curious about you, because they think that no one knows about their paradise, and they didn't expect to be dug up by you just like that." come out."

"Do they know it's me?"

"No, we didn't. But they'd love to know how we found that place," Robinson replied. "But we won't tell them because we don't know anything about it."

Isaac smiled again, "I have the answer, but I want them to go to hell with this question."

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The meeting with Roger and Grote was a bit out of Isaac's expectation. As Robinson said, they seemed to have mastered another skill, and kept using the baby thing as a weapon to attack.It works really well, and normal people can't stand this.

But normal people probably wouldn't bring their own baby crying BGM, so Isaac just sat across from them, quietly listening to their nonsense.

Originally, Robinson wanted to interrogate them separately. Individuals are better than teams.But Issac refused, even if these two people appear in pairs in the video, they will feel relaxed when they are together, and Issac does not want to destroy this condition.

After a while, the two finally realized that the person who came this time seemed to be less impulsive.So they shut up.

"Finished?" Issac finally said, "Making up this story killed a lot of your brain cells, right?"

"Don't you just want to know what happened to that little thing? I'm telling you the answer!" Grote was always that impatient.

"The premise is that is really the answer." Isaac opened the notebook where he had recorded before. "Actually, you will be sentenced to at least 72 life sentences now, and you can only spend the rest of your life in prison. It doesn't matter if one more or one less."

"Did you watch those videos?" Grote laughed loudly, "I also like watching them, and I will recall them when I am bored, good memories, huh?"

"I don't agree with that. The only thing that surprises me is that Roger is not ED." Isaac looked trying to find an advantage, "You know, people with physical disabilities usually like to use knives constantly The piercing was performed, and the fact that he is healthy is beyond my expectations."

Unsurprisingly, Roger was enraged.But he calmed down quickly, "Is this your new strategy? Give up, sue me if you have evidence, don't try to learn anything from me!"

"The evidence is already sufficient, okay?" Isaac said with a funny look.

"Then what are you still doing here?" Grote was once again reminded that their days of wantonness were numbered, and his mood immediately turned sour.

"The procedure has to go through again." Isaac spread his hands helplessly, "It's really boring. People like you will be arrested a few times a year, and you can sum up the routine. I always do simple and repetitive things, and I feel very helpless. okay?"

"Routine?" Roger repeated the word subconsciously.This word gave him a bad feeling, as if the feeling of being praised by the media before was covered with a layer of ice.

"Otherwise?" Isaac spread his hands, "How do you think we found the tree hole? I said that this is already a routine, maybe you think your idea is unique, but in fact, this is just a routine. I just need to use it casually From your behavior patterns, you can infer the correct location."

"It's impossible!" Roger couldn't accept this answer, and his introverted silence didn't mean he didn't crave attention.He knew that in a country without the death penalty, his deeds would attract a lot of attention, which is why he was not in a bad mood after being arrested.But now, someone told him that this is not only unique, but also an assembly line?

He will never accept it!

"What's there?" Isaac said 'You don't know much', "Bone utensils, cannibalism, skin notebooks, skull souvenirs, strangulation, abuse, unfortunately, you're not the only ones. I'll take any Know what you're thinking when you're doing it, I said it, it's a routine."

"Maybe you know it from the video tape!" Roger asked unwillingly, "What about the two girls? Since you said this is a routine, then you must know why we chose them!"

Isaac sighed, fell silent for a moment, and just as Roger smiled triumphantly, he said, "Because of the color of their hair, you want a handkerchief with blond and red hair."

Roger's smile froze.

"As I said, it's all routine." Isaac reiterated the point. "The only thing that makes you a little bit different is that each of your targets is really special. It's a pity that you let this go, and then it seems to be nothing."

"How do you know I let it go?!" Roger was still in shock, he really believed Isaac's words.Grote, whose brain cells were less developed, recovered faster.

"I wasn't sure at first, but after seeing you, I have the answer." Isaac looked bored, "You didn't do anything to that baby."

"How do you know, we smashed his head open and slit his stomach..." Grote continued his previous statement.

"You don't." Isaac shook his head, "It's not because you're still human, but because it's not fun. The baby won't respond to your actions except crying. He doesn't struggle hard enough, and the crying is because you treated him before." His family members continued to be hoarse when they committed atrocities, he would not compromise, he would not beg for mercy, and he would not say things that satisfy you, so you don’t think it’s fun.”

Grote seems to be choked, and the knowledge that someone can get into his head and read his thoughts is a little scary to him.

"We did it!" Roger said anxiously, he desperately wanted to grasp the only difference, so that he would not be so oblivious to the crowd, "We threw him away, and threw him into the deep forest when we went to collect medicine, There's a pack of wolves out there. No one else has done that, has they?"

Isaac still had a little bored impatience, "Have you come up with a new method? The deep forest is so big, you can say whatever you want, we can't find out anyway."

"I'll draw you a map!" Roger said firmly, working hard to become the scum of scum.