I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

Because Qiu Chengke often acted with the detectives, the branch police did not stop him when they saw him.

Qiu Chengke found out that the profilers were all in the interrogation room. He looked in through the window of the door outside the interrogation room and saw Foster squatting on the ground talking to a girl.

Qiu Chengke has never seen her before. She is a very beautiful little girl with twin ponytails, her head tilted and curled up in her mother's arms, and she is talking to Foster with her little head up.

But when Qiu Chengke saw Morgan, who was holding his gun with his back to him, he realized that the seven or eight-year-old girl must not be as cute as she appeared on the surface.

Qiu Chengke didn't knock on the door and went in. He couldn't explain to the detectives why his wound healed so quickly. He just wanted to take a closer look at what the murderer of the headless female corpse case should look like.

A gentle pregnant woman, innocent and lovely child, Qiu Chengke has learned the art of assassination since he was a child, in order to survive and become a qualified shadow, but all these people do are meaningless killings.

He watched quietly at the door, until Reid, who was standing sideways, accidentally looked over, Qiu Chengke turned and left.

He believes that these geniuses will soon take something out of their mouths, and now, he is going to find the driver who hit them, and the kind passerby who snatched his god-granting pill.

Qiu Chengke always felt that something was wrong.

The car accident happened so far-fetched, like someone was trying to stop them from continuing to track the van, and the detectives couldn't find Grace, she was hidden, where should she be.

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The interrogation of Dr. Letterman's team came to a stalemate. Gordon realized that for Grace's safety, they needed to find another breakthrough.

Dr. Letterman walked out of the interrogation room and looked at Gordon, "Give me some pictures of the scene of a particularly serious murder, the more brutal and bloody the better."

JJ quickly sent over a file folder, eyes dodged after seeing the two little boys in the interrogation room, Dr. Letterman tilted his head and looked at JJ, whispered, "Don't underestimate the children, their ignorance and innocence will make them do Do the deeds of the devil without knowing it."

JJ nodded without saying anything, she avoided the eyes of the pregnant woman and left the interrogation room.

Foster looked at the little girl and asked inquiringly, "You killed Serena, didn't you?"

The girl looked at Serena's photo seriously, raised her head and asked Foster, "Are you asking if I killed her?"

Rocker looked over, he didn't understand what the girl was emphasizing.

Foster was even more uncomfortable, she nodded, "Yes, I'm asking if you killed her."

"Then I don't."

Torres held his arms and moved closer to Rocker, tilted his head and whispered to him, "I have never hated a child so much."

"The little devil with the face of an angel." Rocker nuzzled, motioning Torres to look at Morgan. "Look at that FBI, since Dr. Foster said that, he has never left his gun. I think he can't hold back anymore." gone."

"This girl is telling the truth. She did not kill Serena, but why do I always feel that something is wrong."

"Me too." Rocker looked at the polygraph machine. The girl didn't respond, but her pregnant mother had fluctuations, but this was probably because she was pregnant and physically unstable.

"Then have you seen John?" Foster handed the photo of Serena's brother, John Brown, to the girl.

"I didn't kill him."

"Have you seen him?"

The girl looked back at her mother. The woman lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking, but just hugged the girl's arm tightly.

The girl looked back at Foster and repeated "I didn't kill him."

After she finished speaking, she paused for a moment and added, "I've seen him. He sat in my dad's car and waved in front of the church. He didn't die."

This was not the answer Foster wanted. The girl was telling the truth without any falsehood.

She should have lied, because Foster's experience told her that the girl must have been involved in the case.

"It's still the same problem. The head of the first victim, Hannah, and her sister haven't been found yet." Gordon called the detectives together and said, "The sheriff didn't know anything. His son's family is an expert in lies. , we're waiting for half an hour, if we still can't ask anything. We'll find another way."

After watching for a while, Torres and Rocker ran to interrogate the sheriff and his son.

Dr. Laitman put a set of pictures of the scene of the murder case ten years ago in front of the twin boys, carefully observing the changes in their expressions

"These are the bodies of three people. The murderer cut off their flesh pieces with a knife and sent them together to the police station, so that the police can guess whose bodies these are. These three victims are ordinary people who have nothing to do with each other. People, there are kindergarten teachers and drivers, and the last one is just a homeless person passing by the crime scene."

Dr. Letterman tweeted another group of photos, "This is a carnival of racists. They washed black people with acid, and then broke their leg bones to make them kneel in front of the cross to atone for their sins. One of them was a black man who was injured. Veterans."

The twin brothers were lying on the table with their upper bodies, looking at the photos carefully, with only curiosity in their eyes, not the fear and disgust that normal people should have.

The older twin glanced at the photo and looked away. Dr. Letterman noticed that he was looking at his younger brother uncomfortably as he described the inhuman torment experienced by the victims, and immediately picked up the photo, imitating his younger brother's expression. Expression, pretending to be refined and tasteful.

Dr. Letterman's eyes lit up, and he asked the twin brother to leave first, leaving the elder brother alone in the interrogation room, until the twin brother walked out, the elder brother reluctantly looked back.

Reid watched the younger brother of one of the twins come out, and he said thoughtfully, "Qiu Chengke provided me with a place, Lafayette Park Parent-child Paradise, and the nearby surveillance showed that the pregnant woman did lead her two sons there. .”

Gordon recalled Dr. Letterman's interrogation method, and said, "A brother can lie without a brother. We can blow it up and let Garcia post another picture."

Dr. Letterman sat next to him, and suddenly slammed the table down. The boy trembled in fright. He looked at Dr. Letterman blankly, but was frightened by his ferocious expression, his face wrinkled and his breathing became short of breath.

"Do you know where Hannah's head is? You cut her off one by one with a knife" Dr. Letterman observed the boy's expression,

"No, it's a saw. It's blunt and rusty. It pulls her neck like sawing wood. She screams in pain and keeps struggling. She cries and begs you to let her go. Blood sprays on your chest. On your face, you are terrified, but you have to do it because your brother, your sister, your parents, including your grandpa who is the sheriff, all let you do it."

The boy's eyes widened, his body receded, his nose widened slightly, he shook his head and his eyes flickered, "You're scaring a child," he swallowed, "but what you said was all lies."

Dr. Laitman did not answer the question, but just stared at him. After a long silence, the boy swallowed again, and said affirmatively, "It's a lie. It didn't happen. What are you trying to say."

The door of the interrogation room opened suddenly, Dr. Letterman looked over suspiciously, Gordon blinked at him, and put a portfolio on the table, "We found Hannah's head."

After hesitating for a second, Dr. Letterman entered the state instantly. He took out the photo inside. The background was a slide in a parent-child playground, and Hannah's head was placed in a place that looked like it had been dug up.

He pushed the photo in front of the boy and said softly, "You buried it."

The boy picked up the photo and shook his head in confusion.

Dr. Letterman propped himself up and put pressure on the boy, and he said, "You're lying, we've got your fingerprints, you cut off Hannah's head, you buried her under the slide in the playground, you I thought it was perfect behind everyone's back, but there were other people present!"

"We should put you in prison. You are old enough. You will spend your life in it with other murderers. I will also put you in prison with the previous murderer. They will like it."

Dr. Letterman spoke very fast, almost shouting, he was so far away that the saliva splashed on the boy's face, the boy curled up and became more and more flustered, he frequently looked at the glass of the interrogation room, trying to find family members seek asylum.

Gordon suddenly took out the handcuffs, pressed the boy on the table and locked his arms behind him. He didn't use much effort, but the boy who had been intimidated by Dr. Letterman seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.

When the handcuffs closed, the boy cried "Mommy! Mommy save me I'm scared, Mommy I don't want to go to jail! I didn't do anything I just sent a box of cookies! You guys believe me I didn't lie, I just sent Box of biscuits... I didn't kill anyone, really, really not."

Gordon let go of the boy with a pale face, and held him in his arms to comfort him. Dr. Letterman nodded in satisfaction. He rubbed the boy's head, "I believe you just sent a box of biscuits, so who killed someone?"

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