BAU quickly found out who was hiding in the crowd, it was a young man with a lady pistol in his hand.He is not outstanding in appearance, and he is no different from the people around him.The only difference is that when he pulls his clothes back, he reveals the 'Red Goat' hidden on his chest.

He was quickly mobbed by the BAU, and when Hodge tried to negotiate with him, the man turned his gun on himself.

Seeing this, Morgan quickly pulled the man's brother to stand up.

The man's family lives locally and has a good relationship with him.

When the man's brother wanted to approach him, the man screamed hoarsely: "Don't come here, stay away from me! Disgusting!"

"What is he talking about?" Al asked in surprise.

"The fanatics of the 'Red Goat' think they are higher-level creatures than human beings." Reid clenched his hand/gun and said: "They attribute their misfortunes to the injustice of the world, and they start to discriminate against them in order to hide their inferiority complex." other people."

"Mom is still waiting for you at home." His brother cried and said, "You haven't killed anyone yet, I know you're just sick, we don't blame you..."

A gunshot interrupted his voice, and the student who hadn't had time to walk out of the campus pulled the trigger.His body lay on the ground, a temple wound with a bleeding muzzle.

The student's elder brother squatted on the ground, trembling and unable to speak a word.

After a while, he asked hoarsely, "What is he planning to do here?"

"He wants to kill a few students randomly." Morgan replied squatting beside him.

"He doesn't even want to kill a fish. He is so timid, how could he kill someone!"

No one answered his words. When a person has faith, he becomes strong and foolish.

The student gave his all to the 'Red Goat', his wisdom, knowledge and respect for life.

"Garcia, still can't find out who Ethan's parents are." Al stood behind Garcia and frowned and said, "Give the note to Ethan, every clue on the note points to 'Red Goat', someone Trying to cue us through Ethan."

"I understand the truth, but Ethan's parents are very normal." Garcia pointed to the screen and said, "They moved from Nevada to Pennsylvania three years ago, settled in Philadelphia, and opened a hamburger restaurant in a shopping mall."

"Are there any employees?" Al looked over.

"There is only one female shop assistant." Garcia replied: "In order to pay off the debt, they live very economically."

"Arrears?" Al asked suspiciously.

"Obviously the house is both their home and their biggest burden." Garcia poked her chin with a pen in her hand, and she hissed, before muttering, "To be honest, Al, I think they should be very busy, busy No time to think about other things."

As he spoke, Garcia called up the surveillance screen in the burger shop.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon. Even after the meal time, there are still many people in the burger shop due to the traffic in the shopping mall.

Ethan's father was busy baking meat pies, and his mother was in front collecting money.Time passed by, Al looked at the screen, shook his head and said, "They don't believe in the 'Red Goat'."

Before she finished speaking, Garcia changed the picture.

"Actually, things are a bit weird." Garcia said while turning his pen, "Ethan graduated from high school in Las Vegas. I just investigated. Ethan's parents have never been to the school. Haven't seen his family."

"A home visit?" Al said, narrowing his eyes.

"The school's records show that Ethan is a problem student with a tendency to violence. He always fights with other people." Garcia paused and said softly: "To be precise, he was fighting with a group of people. No matter how you look at it, this It’s like saying that he’s been bullied on campus.”

After she finished talking for a long time, she didn't get a response from Al. She looked back suspiciously, and Al frowned with a strange expression.

"The situation is wrong, Garcia." She thought, "It seems that this is not Ethan's parents."

"Look here, it's written on it," Garcia said.

"Something must have gone wrong." Al said, trying to call Ethan.

After a long time, the phone was not connected.

"Maybe he's busy?" Garcia said casually.

Al clenched his phone tightly and said worriedly: "He never missed any of my calls to him. Who are the policemen protecting Ethan today? I want to contact them."

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Ethan felt that there would never be a more embarrassing situation than the present one. As time went by, the patience of the two fake policemen gradually wore out.Their movements became rough, but they still didn't take Ethan away by force.

The mobile phone placed on the table vibrated constantly, and the screen displayed 'My Lover'.

Jerry hides Ethan's pistol/gun on the side of the cabinet, where it's a blind spot.

It crossed its arms and thought about how to change the current situation. At this moment, it heard a siren from outside.

The two police officers holding Ethan stood up abruptly. Through the window, they looked at the police car parked outside and rushed out like an arrow.Then there was a loud bang, and the police car slammed into a utility pole on the side of the road.

The neighbors around were startled by the sound, and they poked their heads out of the windows to discuss the scene with their families.

On the back street not far away, Sherlock had just returned from investigating the case with Watson, when a sudden noise alarmed the pedestrians on the street and interrupted their conversation.

Sherlock stopped and looked up, "It's the street where we lived before."

"Is Ethan in trouble? I think we need to take a look." Watson wiped the sweat off his face and panted, "Recent things are really one after another."

A police car crashed into a utility pole, probably only once in a lifetime.

There were more and more people on the street, and the two policemen who were still controlling Ethan inside the house became visibly panicked.

Seeing this, Jerry immediately picked up his pistol/gun and rushed to the table, and when everyone else was looking out the window, he stuffed the pistol/gun into Ethan's hand.

Tom crawled in through the window in disgrace. He blew out the flame on the tip of his tail, raised his head and said triumphantly to Ethan, "I've given you a chance, now it's up to you to live up to it."

Before it meowed, Ethan shot the policeman beside him, and knocked another person unconscious at the same time.

Their attention was all outside the window, and Ethan easily completed the counterattack.

He snatched the pistols/guns from the two, and looked at them vigilantly,

The wounded policeman collapsed on the sofa, clutching his abdominal wound, panting heavily.

"You have to go back." He said intermittently, "Otherwise they will all die because of you."

"What nonsense is he talking about?" Jerry squatted on Ethan's shoulder and said suspiciously: "Do you think he may be mentally ill."

Ethan shook his head, he said suspiciously: "I don't understand what you mean."

His voice was interrupted by the policeman, who shouted with all his strength: "All of us are waiting for you to go back, all of us!"

"Who? Where do I go back?" Ethan asked blankly.

Jerry got off Ethan a long time ago. He and Tom sat on the coffee table, eating popcorn, and said, "Here, here we come! I hate people who can't understand the words when watching movies. Why do you talk?" I have to hide half of them in my mouth, I really want to tear their mouths open."

Tom clicked his tongue, propped his chin and said casually: "Old Riddler, believe it or not, Ethan can't ask anything."

"Believe it, and this insider will probably die suddenly when he is about to reveal important information." Jerry leaned against Tom and watched the play.

Ethan took a deep breath, turned to stare at them, and said helplessly: "The situation is urgent, don't spoil the tense atmosphere."

Jerry nodded to express his understanding, and silently put away the 3D glasses with his hands behind his back.

"Make a bet, Ethan." Tom patted Ethan's arm, pointed to the policeman on the sofa and said, "Believe it or not, he and the other one will never leave this house alive."

"How come, even if they want to commit suicide, there are not enough conditions." Ethan said in surprise: "I don't know where you came to the conclusion, the movie uses exaggerated techniques."

As soon as he finished speaking, the window behind him suddenly shattered, and then a bullet grazed Ethan's body and shot into the policeman's forehead.

The voice of the police stopped abruptly, and the room fell silent for an instant.

Ethan's eyes widened and he turned his head in horror.

Tom has already shrunk under the coffee table, swallowed his saliva and wiped his cold sweat and said in a low voice, "I'm just talking casually, there's no way, who makes art come from life."

Jerry knew it was a sad time, after all, someone had just died, and he was the only one who could tell the important clues, but he couldn't help laughing.

Ethan followed the couch for cover, dragging another unconscious cop to hide him.

He started to have a headache again. Although he knew that Jerry and Tom were not human, sometimes Ethan would subconsciously ignore their species issue.

To be honest, Ethan regarded them as partners who shared weal and woe.

Now his two partners, one shrank under the coffee table shaking as if it was on the vibration, and the other covered his mouth on the coffee table and laughed like he was playing rhythm.

He was the only one who risked being shot to death by a sniper/sniper at any time, dragging the insider like a dead dog, trying to squeeze him into the other side of the sofa.

"At least this is a blind spot." Ethan wiped off his sweat and let out a long sigh of relief lying on the ground.

Tom had a popcorn bucket on his head. He poked his head against the paper bucket to look around, and suddenly said, "Ethan, the door behind you is open, and there is a window over there."

Ethan's movement of wiping his sweat froze suddenly. He hesitated for two seconds, closed his eyes and moved a few steps, blocking the unconscious policeman with his body.

Jerry ran over joltingly, but was slid by the water droplets on the ground again. He got up and looked up and said, "I'm going to close that door right now. Hold on, don't be afraid and don't cry."

Ethan smiled kindly, and he said softly, "No, honey, that's not tears, it's sweat. Oh, and the saliva of this fake policeman."

Jerry's smile faded away, and he wiped his feet on the ground, admitting that he was disgusted.

The outside world was as noisy as ever, but the room separated by a door was as silent as another world.

The sniper/sniper hides in the dark and waits for an opportunity, while Ethan has only a mouse that can be squashed by one foot, and a cat that tries to integrate itself with the floor.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense, and at this moment, the door of the house was opened.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry for the cooing yesterday, and my mentality collapsed yesterday.Oh, my fragile glass heart needs the nourishment of white, viscous, irrigation fluid.If possible, I hope there are petals floating inside.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-05-2223:37:40~2020-05-2422:51:30~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Chengchen; kokoro. 3 bottles; No matter how addicted to novels, I can't pass the college entrance examination 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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