[Criminal Minds] The Waiting Behind

Oregon, in the Portland Governor's Office, everyone from the BAU sat down with Detective Galvert in charge to discuss the case, trying to find out who Barry Goodman, who set up a website to screen victims based on questionnaires filled out by volunteers, was.

Making a brief profile, Hotch motions for JJ to call Garcia.

"..." There was only the sound of fast typing on the other end of the phone, "The above creepy description points to..." Finally Garcia completed a series of searches.

"Dr. Stanley Howard, 43 years old, psychiatrist."

"This man killed his own patient?" Detective Galvert couldn't believe that there were such crazy doctors in this world.

"No, this man is smarter, he created Goodman and the questionnaire trick." Hotch calmly analyzed, after hearing Garcia's explanation on the phone that the clinic closed down a year ago but is still renting the old building and the savings have run out, Decisively issued an order:

"Okay, let's search his office, you two..." Looking at JJ and Emily who were sitting aside, the two immediately understood, "Talk to your family, I understand."

Waking up from the coma again, Michelle felt something lightly falling on her body.When I opened my eyes, I found that I was lying in a big pit about one person high, and it was Dr. Howard who was standing outside and pouring soil into it!

God!

Michelle's sanity returned instantly.No!I can't just die like this!Just die here alone!She hasn't returned the calls to Reid and Emily, who were worried about her frequent calls, and she hasn't even had time to do anything to change those tragic experiences.How could she just die like this.

"Doctor Howard. I don't know why you want to do these things, but I promise I will never tell anyone anything, pull me out." Trying to restrain the trembling in her words, Michelle tried her best to persuade Subdue this calm murderer.

However, the other party was indifferent, and just said to himself, "Is it even more uncomfortable now? How about this?"

She is going to die here?Did she just decide to change the plot, and the next step would be her death as punishment?

Is this her predetermined destiny?

She doesn't believe it!

But being on the verge of life and death caused her endless panic.A traveler or something is actually just an ordinary person, who also has the same emotions and six desires, and is also subject to birth, old age, sickness and death.

More dirt poured in.

"Please, no, get me out, please." Michelle's heart was filled with endless panic, this kind of fear and fear between life and death made her mind go blank, she just kept begging, Sincerely, I kept shouting in my heart, who... who can save her...

The dirt is coming faster and more and more. Michelle originally planned to stand up when the soil covered her feet, trying to keep herself from being buried, but desperately found that all this was useless. . .

A bag of soil was poured out in an instant, and the man standing by the pit looked at the soil that had submerged his head, and what was exposed in the air was a hand struggling slightly.This is a woman's hand, white and slender.Bright nail polish looks extra eye-catching.

The corner of the man's mouth slowly curled up, and he turned around to pick up the last bag of dirt...

The office covered with red carpets is full of modern atmosphere, but there are a group of people in bulletproof vests.

Hotch held his gun and scanned the surroundings vigilantly, "Clear."

Suddenly, Reid's voice changed into a loud cry.

"Hotch!!!"

"What's the matter?" It was rare to see Reid's pale face pale with shock, Hotch hurried forward.

Reid pointed tremblingly at the notebook on the table, "Michelle Evans is the last one here!"

Michelle Evans!

Hotch's pupils constrict suddenly.

The girl with the brightest smile.

The optimistic girl who impressed Man, Reid, Emily and even herself.

After calming down, Hotch knew that the more he had to remain calm in this situation, the more likely he would be rescued——

"When?"

Reid's voice was a little choked up, obviously thinking of some bad possibility: "An hour ago."

Hotch assigned tasks for everyone, comforting Reid who had completely lost his mind, "He can't slip away quietly."

A group of people split up.

Finally, Hotch cornered the well-dressed murderer onto the roof.

"It's all over. Now, you tell us where the girl is?"

Perhaps seeing the anxiety in Hotch's eyes, the man smiled triumphantly, "Most people enter law enforcement agencies to help others." Completely ignoring the Man next to him with a gun, the man put away his glasses and put them in his pocket, as if he was not on his body. On the roof but in the leisurely office, looking at Hotch's——

"Your greatest fear..."

"You can't save everyone."

Jump down.

The man's body was lying in a pool of blood.

Man looked at Hotch worriedly, and comforted, "Hotch, you know this man is mentally abnormal..."

Hotch uncommonly interrupted Man without finishing listening, "I know, I was just wondering if she was around."

Man next to him didn't speak anymore, he was also worried about that girl.Last time she survived, this time without knowing...

The iron door on the side was pushed open, and Reid ran out in a hurry, "Did you find Michelle?"

Seeing the man's body and the people who didn't move, their mouths opened wide and their faces turned paler. He knew what it meant.

But can't give up.He understands that he has no spare time to think about anything now, but he believes in his teammates.

"I looked at all his notes and found out about Michelle."

"What did you say?"

"She kept dreaming that no one could see her, including her friends and colleagues. Then she fell into a place where there was no sound or light, and she was alone."

"So, is she afraid?" Detective Galvert wondered.

Man replied, not at all serious like him: "Buried alive."

silence.Time seemed to stand still for a few seconds.

Until Hotch suddenly turned around and asked the detective who was familiar with the terrain, "Is there a basement here?"

Affirmative answer.

Almost at the same second as the sound fell, the three of them rushed out at the same time, and what came to mind was a thought——

Michelle Evans, please be safe!

Shaking flashlights, a dark and small room, and dirt bags scattered all over the floor.

The more they saw this, the faster everyone moved. At this time, time really is life.

"Reid, take it." Hotch didn't say much at this time, and quickly and accurately threw the flashlight to Reid, and Man quickly and carefully dug up the soil on the ground.

"Oh my god!" Man found the buried hand on top, digging faster and faster.

"Be careful, her head. Be gentle, she may have suffocated." Hotch calmly reminded, and Man worked together to pull out the girl buried in the soil with great care.

Clothes that used to be clean and tidy at all times are full of dust.

The face that once overflowed with warmth like sunshine countless times was also covered by mud.

And the eyes were tightly closed.

"There's no heartbeat!" Man felt for a pulse.

Hotch knew that the best rescue time for being buried alive was in the first few minutes, beyond which the chances of survival would be greatly reduced.

Without hesitation, bend down/bend down, unbutton clothing and perform chest compressions. 1, 2, 3, ... 30, Hotch completed a cycle, flexibly opened Michelle's mouth with fingers to clean out the mud inside, took a deep breath, and crossed over.twice.Then another cycle of 30 compressions…

"Wake up, hey, girl, be strong!" Man stared at the girl from the side, and kept encouraging her in her ear.

in the dark.

I am very tired.Can't move.

Michelle wants to continue to sleep, but it seems that there are always some people who are constantly disturbing her, and the gentle touch seems to be touching her constantly, who is it?The familiar body temperature made her feel nostalgic...

"Wake up...Michelle..."

Michelle?Who is that?

I'm Mulin.

No, I seem to be Michelle now...

By the way, I seem to have encountered a perverted killer...

Suddenly aware of what Michelle struggled from the chaos, trying to escape from the dark cage.

"Cough, cough, cough..." There was a violent cough, and it felt like someone was pulling the hair off his face indiscriminately.

Could it be the murderer? Michelle struggled desperately, "No, no, let me go..."

"Michelle...Michelle...we're here to help you, open your eyes and see who we are..."

Familiar voice, Man?

Eyes that have not seen the sun for a long time are particularly sensitive to the light, Michelle tried her best to lift her eyelids, and saw a vague figure of a person.Against the background of the backlight, there seems to be a faint halo around the man, like a god sent by heaven to save him...

The voice I heard countless times in my fantasy was extremely gentle, "Evans, it's okay, you're saved."

Tears welled up in my eyes all at once.

Michelle tried her best to sit up, Hotch quickly helped her up, but was hugged tightly.

The girl's weeping voice intertwined with endless fear, fear, fear and other emotions came from the ear-"Please, hug me, just for a while."

The begging with a crying voice is particularly soft-hearted.

Out of the corner of Hotch's eye, Reid and Man turned away stealthily, looking up or down, obviously wiping the tears from their eyes.He raised his hand and was about to say something, but felt wet tears seeping into his clothes.

"I beg you…"

Hug harder.

Tighten the fingertips of the clothes.

A slightly trembling body.

Hotch sighed silently and lowered his eyes.

The next second, Michelle felt a big warm hand slowly stroking her hair from top to bottom, as if silently comforting, I'm here, don't be afraid.

All kinds of emotions that have been accumulated in this world since the beginning of the world, such as bitterness, helplessness, fear, fear...all can no longer be suppressed, and after being guided by this incident, all of them surge out without reservation. Michelle leaned in Hotch's arms, crying "wow", like a child who has been wronged and finally found someone to complain about, her voice was hoarse and she had no image at all.

Hotch didn't feel bored at all, just stayed there quietly, silently accompanying the crying sad girl in his arms.

"I'm really scared...I thought I was going to die here...I thought...I thought...no one would find out that I was missing..." The girl cried and sobbed, telling the infinite panic in her heart, "I even I can't help but think, maybe my bones will be discovered many years later, but no one knows...I am in this world...this world...there are no traces of existence..."

Hotch frowned, she was really very insecure, and seemed to be constantly afraid that no one would remember her existence, why on earth was that?Silently keeping this question in mind, Hotch didn't ask.After all, the most urgent thing is to wait for the girl in front of me to calm down slowly.