I'm just a little mouse after all [Comprehensive British and American]

When Al returned to the office, only Red was still there.

Al put down his satchel and opened the chair and asked suspiciously, "Where did they all go?"

"Morgan and Hodge went to pick up coffee. I don't know where Gordon is. Garcia is in her small room. I don't know about JJ." Reid flipped through the information and replied casually.

"Are you still watching the Christmas Devil case? Isn't it already closed?" Al sorted out the things on his desk, put on his work card and continued, "Gordon asked, and indeed no one guided him to commit the crime."

"I know, it's just that there are not many murderers in his situation. He can't feel the pleasure from killing, and even feels guilty when killing girls. There is some contradiction here." Reid pointed with his finger He took a deep breath and said hesitantly, "The most important thing is that he hasn't told us the meaning behind those numbers yet."

With the movement of Al's hands, she slightly widened her eyes and said in surprise: "Didn't Gordon ask?"

Reid scratched at the page with his fingertips, shook his head and said, "The murderer cooperated with all investigations, except this one. The explanation he gave was that he planned to kill nine people in total. The victim's family of three on Christmas Eve, Ethan, Ethan Mori's roommate, four of his companions, and a homeless man."

"Nine goals, it doesn't sound like a problem." Al frowned, "But the matter is not as simple as he said, isn't it. We don't know what special significance this nine has for the murderer. "

Rhett didn't know what he was thinking, he was a little restless.

"What are you worried about?" Al asked.

Reid's hands couldn't help shaking, he pressed his lips uneasily, and after a long time he said softly: "I've seen similar cases, to be precise, similar situations. It's just that it wasn't a homicide case, so I've been very concerned about it." ...I don't know if there's a connection between that."

Al knew Red was nervous, but it was just the two of them, and Al didn't understand where his nervousness was coming from.

"It's nothing new to write numbers on the wall with blood. A murderer who likes to show himself will leave his own mark on the crime scene." Reid sat up straight and said, "It's just that I saw that left The next impression is deeper, I saw a cruelty to animals at Christmas last year."

"Animal cruelty?" Al went across to Rhett and pondered: "It was too late when you went?"

"When I found out, there were only footprints, a pile of hair and blood. There were many bloody hairs of animals in the venue. Several cats and dogs were tortured there. I was impressed because the people who killed them used The blood wrote a few numbers on the snow.” Reid squinted his eyes and recalled: “It snowed heavily that night, and the scene was seriously damaged by the heavy snow. In addition, it was dark and the nearby street lights were broken, so I could only use my mobile phone. Just looking at the tracks in the snow. I'm pretty sure the last pattern I saw had a similar shape to a 9."

"It was the same Christmas Eve under heavy snowfall, and the same nine victims?" Elton paused, and continued: "The murderer's life changed dramatically three months before the crime. Before that, he lived a prosperous and harmonious family. The sudden change in his family was the direct cause of his becoming a perverted murderer. Judging from his life experience, it is very unlikely that he will kill animals."

Having said that, Al suddenly stopped.She looked at Reid in surprise, and said in a deep voice: "The animal torturer you saw is not a murderer, but they both happen to have the same habit."

"Maybe there's a connection between them," Rhett whispered.

Al pondered for a while, then pointed his finger on the table and said, "I'm going to find Hodge, I think we need to meet the murderer again."

...

Even though he knew Tom wouldn't come to coax it, Jerry didn't intend to bow his head this time.Unless Tom came to look for it, it would never say a word to Tom.

During the period, Ethan ran over to talk to it, and Jerry could feel Ethan's concern for it, but what it wanted was Tom's apology.

Jerry was sitting on the bedside table in Ethan's room, and when Ethan came over, he was crossing his arms and sulking.

Ethan held a large piece of cheese, and said softly to it like coaxing a child: "In the cartoon, you seem to like this very much. I just went shopping for ingredients, and I chose some specially. Try it and see if you like it." , it's still fresh."

Jerry really wanted to say "I'm angry, I can't take it anymore".But it moved its nose, and finally stuck its neck and reached out to take it.

It pretended to be indifferent, and said: "Don't think too much, I just thought that there is no pet door in this house, and Tom's stupid cat may not be able to enter the bedroom."

Ethan understood its little thoughts. He sat on the bed, touched Jerry's little head and said, "Little Jerry, I don't understand why you are angry. Tom won't spoil me. I'm a fool no matter what I say." Adults, I just listen to what it says and don't take it seriously."

Jerry snorted, swallowed the big cheese in one gulp, and propped himself up into a triangular mouse.

Ethan didn't wait for Jerry's answer, he called out again: "Jerry, I will cook Chinese food tonight, do you want it?"

"Tom." Jerry shrugged and said, "What is it doing?"

Before Ethan came over, he gave Tom some canned cat food. He hesitated and said, "It should be basking in the sun, Jerry, why are you angry?"

"Before, in pursuit of a female cat, it was in high debt and mortgaged its limbs to buy a car." Jerry touched his swollen belly and whispered: "In order to pursue another female cat, he made me a gift I would stop it when it was stupid, but it never listened to my advice. I thought we grew up together, at least as friends."

Ethan raised his eyebrows, and he comforted Jerry a few words.When he was going out, he saw Tom sprint away from the door, lay down on the side and began to pretend to sleep.

Ethan was about to go to the kitchen to cook. He glanced at Tom and said casually, "It's crying."

Tom closed his eyes and snored very deliberately.

Smith just came out of the room when Ethan finished making dinner.

He looked at the two sets of cutlery on the dining table, then at Ethan who was squeezing the juice, and snorted coldly with his arms folded.

Ethan was overwhelmed by his humming, he held the water glass and said hesitantly, "How about some carrot juice?"

"Stay away from my refrigerator. I'm not going home tonight. If anyone comes to me, tell me I was hit by a car last week and I'm in ICU," Smith said as he walked outside.

Ethan trotted a few steps to follow and said, "Why should I say you were in a car accident? What if Al finds you?"

"A car accident, food poisoning, falling down the stairs, being bitten by a dog, whatever you can find to cover it up, you have answered so many calls for help, it shouldn't be difficult to come up with an excuse."