[Comprehensive] IQ knocks on the door

They are all mothers, but they all owe their children something.It seems that the suspect should have received abuse from his mother in his childhood. "

Augustine said: "Among the dead, Jennifer Barker was the least guilty, but the punishment was the heaviest. This means that the suspect did not want his mother to leave even if he was beaten. It is likely that he lived in a single-parent family. His father left earlier than his mother. He did not Brothers and sisters are only dependent on their mother, so he resents her and doesn't want her to leave. But his mother left in the end. It's not death, but leaving her behind. This makes the suspect's resentment pile up to the extreme, and he will treat Jennifer Barker Pain the killer."

Reid glanced at Augustine and saw that there was no abnormal color on his face, and said, "If this is the case, the victim's family should get something."

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Augustine said: "The family members of the victim should receive something about the victim, which represents relief..." Augustine opened her eyes slightly, and suddenly smiled, not knowing whether it was sadness or understanding: "Then A postcard... so that's how it is... I said it's been so many years, how could she contact me, so..." Augustine murmured in a low voice, grinning lightly, with an unclear expression.

Reid reached out his hand awkwardly, and after hesitating for a while, he put it lightly on Augustine's shoulder.Because he was driving with one hand, Reid's expression became tense, and his left hand holding the steering wheel was very stiff.

Augustine sighed lowly, and said, "We're almost at the police station. Let's finish this case first and then go to the victim's home to inquire."

Reid stiffened and nodded.

Seeing Augustine, he had to remind: "Spencer, I'm fine. Just concentrate on driving."

Reid didn't take his hand back, still put it on Augustine's shoulder: "You're sad."

Augustine paused slightly, he turned slightly sideways, and glanced at his face.Smiling as always, not a trace of sadness. Augustine looked at his own face in the mirror, and tentatively put away the fake smile.Sure enough, Augustine's complexion immediately collapsed in the mirror.The corners of his eyes drooped slightly, his expression mournful. Augustine closed his eyes to avoid himself in the mirror, he leaned back on the chair and was wondering what he was thinking.

The car drove into the police station under Reid's careful operation. Reid stopped the car steadily and let out a long breath.He turned his head to greet Augustine, but saw him leaning on the seat with his eyes closed. For a while, Reid was a little confused whether to speak or not.

If Augustine felt something, he opened his eyes and said to Reid, "Get out of the car."

For a moment, Reid felt that Augustine seemed to have changed, but he didn't know where the change had occurred. He nodded slightly, unfastened his seat belt and was about to get out of the car.

Augustine said suddenly: "Spencer."

Reid was stepping out of the car door sideways with one foot, and when Augustine called him, his movements stopped in response. Reid looked back at Augustine and asked, "What?"

Augustine lowered her eyes slightly at first, but the next moment she raised her eyes and looked directly at Reid as if she had made up her mind. Augustine stammered, "Spencer, maybe, um, you can call me Aust." He hastily added a few more words: "After all, my name is too long, isn't it?"

Reid didn't know why, but he could see Augustine's nervousness. Reid didn't quite understand what Augustine was nervous about, it was just a name change, and Reid agreed without thinking: "Okay, Aust."

Augustine seems to be grinning, but he can hold his face so that the smile doesn't look too exaggerated, which makes his expression look a little funny. Augustine reached out and pushed Reid: "Spencer, you go down first. It's not good to block the door."

Reid wanted to say, Augustine was going to come down through the other door, so what does it have to do with whether he blocked the door or not?But before he had time to ask questions, he got out of the car with one step.

And then Reid just watched as Augustine walked through the car and out the door he got out of.

For a while, both of them were a little embarrassed.

Augustine's ears were reddish, he was too happy for a moment, his brain short-circuited, and he did something stupid instead. Augustine didn't even dare to look at the expression on Reid's face. He avoided Reid's suspicious gaze and turned his head to study the car door.

Seeing that Augustine was embarrassed, Reid didn't ask. Seeing Morgan waving at him in front to urge them to hurry up, he said to Augustine, "Morgan is ahead, let's catch up."

Augustine nodded and followed Reid towards Morgan and the others.

Morgan saw the two walking over one after the other, Reid looked puzzled and Augustine slightly embarrassed, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Augustine took a step ahead of Reid and said, "We're fine." Then he asked, "Where was that gentleman from before?"

Morgan said: "He and JJ went ahead to take notes." He paused, then turned to look at Reid: "Kid, do you think there is something wrong with him?"

Reid nodded, looked at Morgan's frown and asked, "What's wrong?"

Morgan said: "I was in the car with him just now, and he seemed very embarrassed. And his behavior at the scene of the crime gave me a strong sense of violation. I tentatively took out the file and looked through the previous victims. He looked uncomfortable but not terrified when I saw the photo of the dead body. But when I talked about his wife's death, he looked a little panicked."

Augustine said: "Both Spencer and I feel that this case was committed by the husband. He killed his wife first, and then transferred her body in the suitcase to throw her body into the wilderness to frame your suspects. But The person from the moving company dragged the bag to the new home as luggage to be moved. And the person accidentally cut a big hole in the bag, exposing the body. The seat of the family members of the victim." As Augustine said, her eyes were a little sarcastic: "But the incident happened suddenly, and he didn't have time to pretend, so his nondescript performance was easily seen."

Morgan also thought so in his heart, but he still said: "From the current evidence, these are just speculations. There is no way to get a search warrant to search his house based on these speculations. Besides, the victim's body spots The time of death should have passed a day and a half, and the husband has already placed the evidence. So in my opinion, it is better to interrogate the husband first, delaying the time for a while and let the forensic doctor examine the body to see if there is any evidence left .In addition, Reid, you can check the brand of the bag for the dead body and find out where it is sold, maybe this is also an entry point."

Augustine suddenly thought of something, and he smiled slyly: "Isn't the victim's family moving? We can't search, but the moving task entrusted by the husband has not been completed. Morgan, please let the employee of the moving company go back first. Let him continue Finish your work. If you find anything along the way, he can inform us." Augustine blinked: "After all, it is not against the rules and regulations for enthusiastic citizens to help the police solve cases. It is reasonable and legal."

Morgan seemed to like the idea of ​​Augustine, he couldn't help but smile: "Yeah, the witness has work to do, how can I waste his time?"

Reid pursed his lips and entered the police station with Augustine.

Hotch seemed to have heard JJ mention it a long time ago, and he didn't ask much when he saw Augustine. He nodded to him, greeted him, and then turned his eyes to Reid.

Reid smiled awkwardly, and said, "Hotch, I'm going to investigate information about the suitcase."

Hotch didn't embarrass him, just said: "This is not an example."

Reid responded gratefully, turned to look at Augustine: "What about you? Do you want to come with me?"

Augustine shook her head and said indifferently: "Spencer, it's not that you don't know about my situation. Don't torture me with documents. I want to attend the interrogation of the husband of the deceased."

Hotch frowned, he looked at Augustine for a while and didn't see him backing away. Out of the corner of Hotch's eyes, seeing Reid's nervous appearance, his heart softened, and he couldn't bear to refute Reid's face: "Just this one time, don't make trouble, don't spread it out."

Seeing the supervisor let go of Augustine's brows and eyes crooked with a smile, he hastily responded: "Understood."

Seeing Augustine's attitude, Hotch suddenly remembered that the young man in front of him was still one year younger than Reid.When I saw him a few times in the past, his face was full of cynicism and arrogance, which made him look a few years older. Today, for some reason, Augustine took off those disguises, which made people look young angry. Hotch couldn't help but glance at Reid at the side again, seeing him talking to Morgan, the expression on his face was more lively than usual, and Hotch's worries eased a bit.

Sure enough, there are still many benefits for young people to communicate with each other.

Thinking of Hotch taking Augustine to the room next to the interrogation room. Augustine watched the victim's husband sitting in the room through the glass.In front of him was an older elder. When he first saw the elder, Augustine thought he was a wise and weather-beaten old man.Like Augustine's teacher, Dr. Lightman, he couldn't help but feel good about him just by looking at it.

Seeing Augustine looking at Gideon, Hotch remembered that the two had never met before, so he introduced, "That's Jason Gideon. One of the founders of BAU."

Augustine said, "He looked...excellent." Augustine was at a loss for words.

Hotch nodded understandingly: "He's excellent."

Augustine suddenly asked: "What about you, as a supervisor, one of your subordinates is better than you, has a senior resume and is more convincing than you, would you be jealous?"

Hotch turned his head to look at Augustine when he heard the words, and saw that there was no malice in the latter's eyes, nor was he trying to provoke discord, but simply asked a question. Although the question was a bit sharp, Hotch still answered him: "I respect Gideon, I am glad There is such a leading light in my team. BAU’s history is too short, and there are too few related books. Without him, we don’t know how many detours we would have to take. So even if he surpasses me in the group, it is inevitable.” Hotch looked very serious, he was answering Augustine's question very seriously.

Augustine suddenly envied the cohesion of the BAU group. He looked at the interrogation room and said with a smile, "Not everyone has this awareness."

Hotch didn't answer, he folded his arms and looked at everything in the interrogation room. Hotch's frown became tighter and tighter. The suspect in the interrogation room seemed to be aware of something. He found that Gideon was delaying time and suddenly said loudly: "What are you doing? Interrogating me? I am the victim! You have no right to do this !I gotta go!"

Gideon stopped the man: "You can't leave because you are one of the suspects."

The man's voice was raised again: "What do you mean! You don't catch the serial murderer, but make things difficult for me, the victim? I want to go back!"

Seeing the man's flustered expression, Gideon knew that the man must have conclusive evidence that had not been dealt with, so he couldn't let the man leave: "I'm sorry, I still have something to ask."

The man stared at Gideon with his lips pursed, and said word by word: "I want to find a lawyer! I won't say anything before that!"

The man's expression was obviously full of flaws, but he could bear it no matter whether Gideon threatened or interrogated him, he didn't say a word. Gideon turned his head and gave Hotch a wink through the glass of the interrogation room, and walked out of the interrogation room.

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Gideon came out of the interrogation room and met Augustine unexpectedly. Gideon looked suspiciously at Augustine who was not wearing a uniform, and recalled for a moment that this was the wronged young man in the previous 'Bone Digger' case, and also the family member of the victim in this case, His brows were wrinkled.

Gideon looked at Hotch rather disapprovingly, and swallowed the words that came to his lips, he nodded towards Augustine, missed a step and said to Hotch: "Take a step to speak."

Hotch's expression remained unchanged, and he followed Gideon a few steps away.

Augustine already had a sharper hearing than ordinary people, so he vaguely heard Gideon's voice. He was very disapproving of Hotch's behavior of bringing non-police personnel to attend the case without permission. Hotch listened and didn't argue and didn't bring Reid into it. After listening to a few words, he changed the topic to the suspect.

The indistinct voice behind Augustine was no longer clear, and it was obvious that Gideon had deliberately said what he had heard before. Augustine didn't have a habit of eavesdropping at first, but with a keen sense of hearing, many things can't be avoided. Now that they lowered their voices, Augustine was also relaxed, and he turned to look at the suspect in the lounge.

Gideon has a wealth of experience.He chose to walk out of the interrogation room helplessly before, so why didn't he show weakness and lower the suspect's vigilance. Augustine also noticed that during the conflict just now, the tables and chairs seemed to have deviated slightly from the previous direction. Perhaps the shift of the table was not obvious, but the chairs actually moved to the side of the air outlet of the air conditioner.

It was still spring, so there was no need to turn on the air conditioner, but experienced FBI usually lowered the indoor temperature deliberately when interrogating prisoners.Because once a person feels the cold, the activity of the cerebral cortex will decrease, and a part of energy must be allocated to keep out the cold, which greatly reduces the prisoner's reaction speed.Especially at this moment, the suspect was already wearing a thin spring shirt and was sitting under the air outlet. He had already shrunk unconsciously and looked a little uneasy.If Augustine guesses correctly, the suspect will soon ask to turn up the temperature.

Once he speaks, it means that his self-control is declining, and it is a good time for interrogation.

Augustine watched all the details fascinated, and he clearly realized that he liked this feeling, this feeling of breaking through people's inner defenses.As if born with it, Augustine knew exactly what to do next.

He put his hand on the doorknob, trying to get in and take over from Gideon.The cold metal touch woke him up.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Augustine suddenly felt that her memory was a little loose.The moment he touched the doorknob, he seemed to see his younger self sitting next to a person. In front of his eyes were countless LCD screens, with photos of many people on them, and the expressions of those people in the photos were different. Same.

Augustine knew he was learning how to read facial expressions, but to his surprise, the person who taught him these things was a woman, not Dr. Carl Lightman.

It's foggy, but that's all.

"What's the matter with you?" A questioning voice came from beside her ear, and Augustine turned her head to meet Gideon's scrutinizing gaze.He couldn't help but let go of the doorknob.

Augustine collected herself and forcibly suppressed the surging memory.He said, "Nothing."

Gideon looked at the restless suspect in the room, then at Augustine.He asked without malice, "You want to ask him a question?"

Augustine wanted to shake his head radiantly, but the inner desire got the better of him.Just a doorknob could loosen his hypnotized memory, but what if he was actually in it?Would it be possible that the mysteries about him would be stripped away and let him see a little bit of the clues?

The more I think about it, the more difficult it is to restrain Augustine's desire.He looked at Gideon and said sincerely, "Yes, I think so."

A trace of confusion flashed in Gideon's eyes, he looked at Augustine's firm expression strangely, wondering what he was thinking.After a long time, Gideon said, "You have what you want to know, and I want to know what you want to know. So just this once."

Augustine nodded gratefully.He understands that Gideon is so easy to let himself in because he has been involved in serial murders twice. Gideon is wary of him. He wants to know what purpose Augustine has, or who is behind him to agree to Augustine Ask him to interrogate the suspect.After all, the more you do, the more you will be exposed.Even so, Augustine is grateful to Gideon.He gave him a chance anyway.

Augustine opened the door and walked into the interrogation room. Seeing Augustine, the suspect was the first to speak urgently: "It's too cold here, turn up the temperature quickly."

Augustine didn't have a remote control in his hand. He spread his hands to indicate that he couldn't meet his request, and then sat on the table without saying a word and looked down at the suspect.

The suspect felt a little oppressed by Augustine's expression. He urgently pointed his fingers at the table, and said word by word with a slightly angry face: "I said, turn it up! High! Temperature! Temperature!"

Even so, Augustine still didn't speak, he looked at the suspect coldly, his eyes turned around on his ferocious expression, and fixed on his pulse beating rapidly due to anger.

As if being guided, Augustine reflexively calculated the suspect's heart rate based on the pulse rate.Then Augustine reached out and tapped the table every once in a while.Although the sound was not loud, it could clearly reach the suspect's ears.

The suspect didn't feel much at first, but since Augustine entered the room without saying a word, he was already irritated. Besides, the only sound he could hear in his ears at this moment was Augustine's irritating tapping on the table. the sound of.The suspect could bear it for a while, but after a minute he became very angry. He slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Augustine fiercely, and squeezed out his voice from the back of his throat: "What do you want to do!"

Augustine met the suspect's malicious eyes at close range, and looked at him as if he was going to beat him up in the next moment. He didn't panic or dodge, and even the beats on his hands were not messed up.The suspect couldn't bear it anymore and stretched out his hand to press Augustine's left hand that was hitting the table, and said in a vicious voice: "If you do this again..."

"Your wife is cheating on you." Augustine interrupted him without changing his expression, not caring at all whether what he said would anger the suspect who was on the verge of going berserk.

The suspect was stunned for a moment, and was about to hit him with his fists in the next moment.

Augustine stopped his attack just right: "If I were you, I wouldn't do it."

Seeing the suspect's sudden pause, Augustine twitched the corners of her mouth to let him see his disdain: "Assaulting a police officer, you will be detained for ten days no matter what the reason is. In that way, you will be arrested before you have concealed any evidence." There is a great chance of being exposed."

As he spoke, Augustine pulled out a nasty smile: "So, if you don't mind, you can hit me."

The suspect gasped heavily, and said firmly, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Augustine stood up and opened the distance between the two: "No, you know." Augustine stared into his eyes not allowing him to dodge: "I have been irritating you since I entered the interrogation room. You want to beat me, I know. But When I told you the consequences of beating me, you forced the ninja to withdraw your hand angrily, which means that you have more important things to do than beating me. You can't waste time."

The suspect retorted: "I just don't want to stain my file with assaulting the police."

"Then what if I tell you that I'm not a policeman?" Augustine looked at him with a smile: "If you hit me, you'll only be detained for three days for fighting. This matter won't even be on your file. After all, how many Americans don't I've been in group fights. So, will you give me a punch?"

The suspect glared at him through gritted teeth.

Augustine chuckled: "Okay, now let's go back to the previous topic. When did you know your wife cheated? If I guessed correctly, it was two days ago, right." Augustine interrupted the suspect's unspoken argument : "Your face is darker than your neck, and there are pinholes on your arms after vaccination, which means that you have been on a temporary business trip recently. Why is it temporary? Because if it is a planned business trip, the date of the long trip is It is impossible to collide with the date of moving. Some of your clothes have not been ironed. I think it is caused by the clothes you brought out from the previous business trip and you have worn them without washing them. You are not a casual person , you will do this because you have more important things to occupy your mind after you come back, so you ignore your clothes. Imagine a person who has been on a business trip for many days. After returning from exhaustion, what will be the first place he arrives besides home? ?” Augustine said with a slightly lowered voice and chuckled: “Because I was worried that my wife would be too tired to deal with the moving matters alone, so I tried my best to complete the work tasks, and finally came home a few days early only to find that my wife had rolled with another man. That feeling... "…" Augustine clicked her lips lightly.

The suspect gritted his teeth: "I don't know what you're talking about!"

Augustine stared into his eyes, her tone slowed down, and her voice was soft and confusing: "That day you carried your luggage home excitedly, and there were gifts you bought in other places in the bag. The wife you imagined seeing that What a joy a gift would be. But when you arrive at the door, you find your wife kissing a strange man goodbye! You hold back your anger and wait for the man to leave, then enter the room and look at your wife with a sullen face. Tsukuru was delighted, but under your questioning, she gradually became sharper and began to excuse herself and blame you. You felt very angry, and seeing your wife's distorted face like a ghost, what did you do in the end?"

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Augustine's voice seems to be inherently magical, and the deep and gentle voice is as captivating as the singing of a siren. Augustine looked at the suspect who was in a daze, and said slowly, "How did you deal with that slut who betrayed your love?"

"I'll kill her! Use the tie left by that man!" The suspect shouted with red eyes.

"How did you kill him?" Augustine asked in a low voice, as if afraid of disturbing the suspect.

The suspect seemed to be lost in memory, with a bit of madness on his face unconsciously: "I pulled her hair and hit her head against the wall a few times, looking at her bloody face and listening to her Begging for forgiveness, how happy I am! That slut, I worked hard outside, for her to spend lavishly on fashion, and to attend the banquet of famous ladies. I fulfilled all the vows I made at the wedding, but she Wearing the clothes I bought and taking my money to go out to raise a man, and then come back and accuse me of not caring enough for her! What kind of joke is this! Since her mind is not clear, I will hit her until she is clear-headed!" Suspect There was a ferocious smile on his mouth: "That bitch still wants to escape! She still wants to ask for help! She fled in the wrong direction and fled back to the room, trying to lock me out! I blocked the door, squeezed in, and looked at her Kneeling in front of me and begging for mercy, my heart was so happy. I was going to forgive her, but guess what I saw! The bed I slept with her day and night was actually semen left by other men ! Does she want to conceive someone else's child and let me raise it? Dreaming!"

A strange smile slowly appeared on the suspect's face: "I grabbed the tie that the man left in the room, strangled her neck, and slowly tightened it. I told her, 'If you like that man so much, then die in In his scent'. Do you know that feeling? The person you hate the most is struggling under your hands, and her life and death are all due to a single thought of yours. You control her fate, you can redeem her or punish her, You are God at that moment, do you know that feeling?" The suspect looked fascinated: "Lily betrayed me, I will let her know the consequences of betraying me, I ruined her life, it is her betraying me cost!"

"and after?"

"She is dead, and I can't ruin my life because of her. I happened to see a newspaper with information about a serial killer, so I followed the photo of the victim in the newspaper and tried to push everything to that person. Besides, That bitch should be disfigured! Without her face, let me see how she seduces other men!"

Augustine looked slightly cold, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where are the crime tools? Where did you leave them?"

The suspect was a little dazed, his nerves were in a state of high excitement, and he basically answered Augustine's questions: "They are in my luggage. I will go on a business trip in a few days, and I wanted to throw these things away at that time." far away."

Seeing that all the questions were asked, Augustine raised his hand and snapped his fingers.The suspect woke up immediately, and he realized what he had just said almost at the same time he was awake.The suspect collapsed on the ground with his knees limp, with disbelief on his face. He still couldn't figure out why the secret he kept deep in his heart was so easily revealed by Augustine in a few words.

Augustine looked down at the terrified and remorseful suspect, her voice was clear and cold: "You think you ruined your wife, but if you think about it, you might not be able to understand that it was your wife who ruined you in the end. You killed her What good will you do? She's done it all. She doesn't have to be scorned by the world because of adultery, and she doesn't have to be embarrassed in front of relatives and friends because of cheating. Instead, she will easily get forgiveness and sympathy from others because of your atrocities. And you What? Your whim turned you from victim to perpetrator. You're facing decades in prison, your future and your life are ruined by that slut. You should bear it. Killing her, are you really happy? What kind of pain can a dead person feel? The most painful thing is to be alive!"

Augustine looked at the blank suspect with a trace of sarcasm, and there seemed to be pity in his eyes, but when he looked closely, he could only see the coldness in his eyes: "I tell you what you will get if you don't kill her. You have an assistant who is Well, 20 years old, blond long hair, beautiful outgoing college student who just graduated. She admires you, if you don't kill your wife, but accuse her of adultery and let her leave the house, you will not only get your money back The money spent on her every year can still marry a girl who really loves you. Your harsh boss will pay special attention to you for a while because he is afraid that your family affairs will affect your work. As long as you take the opportunity to work hard , a promotion and a salary increase are within reach. And your wife, she has no financial support from you, and the object of her affair is obviously very unreliable. In the end, she can only come out to work to support herself, and maybe there is another one who has sex with her a few times But her friends look down on her and will alienate her, her relatives will not help her if she is ashamed of her, and if she has no savings, she will quarrel or even fight with that man because she is surrounded by enemies. At that time, she will understand you I beg you to give her a chance when she comes back. At that time, her fate will truly be in your hands."

Augustine looked at the man in a daze, and said in a flat tone, "These are the good things you really deserve but missed because of your whims."

Augustine walked out of the room and locked the remorseful and crying man in the interrogation room.He turned around and saw several BAU team members coming out of the side room one by one, Hotch and Gideon at the head looked appreciative, behind them were the blonde beauty and Morgan who had met Augustine a few times, their eyes were full Unbelievable and curious.

Morgan walked up to Augustine and stretched out his hand to pat Augustine's back, and said enthusiastically and exaggeratedly: "Jones, how did you come up with that long series of inferences at the end?"

Augustine walked away a few steps without looking for signs, Morgan's enthusiasm made him a little uncomfortable.Facing the expressions of surprise and praise from several people, Augustine's ears turned slightly red. He was not proud, but replied seriously: "I can see the information about his assistant from the clothes on the suspect. Although he was rushing home , the clothes are a little wrinkled, looking dusty. But I noticed that the creases on the shirts he wore were new, not the result of many days of accumulation. It means that his shirts have been ironed before, and the ironing lines look smooth The person who came to do the work was very serious and careful. Judging from the button marks on the watch on the suspect’s hand, he was not a careful person, so he did not iron the clothes himself. The suspect was only wearing everyday shirts, and there was no need to spend money on ironing