I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

"Yarlin, why aren't you sleeping?" The elderly woman knocked on the attic door.

"Yarlin?" The old lady knocked on the door again, "Arlin, are you asleep?"

As if in response to the old lady's cry, the light in the attic snapped off.

"Okay, sleep in the attic again." The old lady leaned on a cane and turned to leave, but she heard a faint sound of dong from inside.

"What are you doing, Yarlin?" the old lady asked casually, "Go to sleep, don't do any more experiments."

In the room, a boy was lying on the ground, struggling to stretch out his hand, knocking on the ground one after another.

"Grandma..." the boy called weakly.

His consciousness began to slacken, his voice was too low, and the old man outside was too old.

The moonlight came in from the window of the attic, reflected on the ordinary wooden door, and coated the wooden door with the light of the goddess of the moon.

"Good night, Yarlin, don't forget to drink the milk!"

The boy could only see that little light in his eyes, he murmured for help, the fragile wooden door cut off his hope of living, until he heard the sound of crutches going away slowly, the boy broke out with all his strength, desperate Grabbing the floor, trying to escape from this place.

"Don't go...save me..." The boy left shallow bloodstains on the floor, he stretched out his arms, and finally hung down weakly, "Save my grandma..."

A figure came out of the darkness, crouched beside the boy with a bottle in his hand.

He looked at the boy who had fallen into a coma, then at the wooden door, and slowly poured the bottle on the boy's face, and said softly, "It's a pity, the goddess of the moon who visited you today is Artemis."

Yarlin's skin began to peel off, making a small sound, the man watched seriously, the night wind blew in from the attic window, the night was still long, and he still had a lot of time.

It wasn't until Yarlin became unrecognizable that he picked a clean place and wrote with his fingertips on the blood on the ground: 'Alchemist. '

"Oh, that's right." He didn't know what to think, he stood up suddenly, searched in the room, and took out a bottle of milk.

He poured the milk on Yarlin's sunken face, and said softly, "Good night, Yarlin, this is your milk, I almost forgot to drink it."

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"What made him drag us out to work early in the morning." Al buckled the ID under his clothes, and said helplessly, "I left my bag at home, and I was urgently urged on the phone, I remember We just broke up and rested for less than three hours."

"To be precise, it's two hours and 59 minutes, so are you wearing pajamas?" Garcia looked at Al's neckline and asked, "Pull it, it's going to be exposed."

"Yes, do you understand the pain of the steel ring, especially when you are about to fall asleep, but it makes you upset." Al pulled the collar and said wearily, "I just want to pull it off, Then get a good night's sleep, and then the phone rings."

"Actually, it's not uncomfortable not to wear it, and you don't have to take it off." Garcia blinked and said, suddenly a person floated past them like a ghost, which shocked Garcia.

"Red? Are you okay?" Al looked worriedly at Rhett who was waiting not far away to pick up his coffee.

Reid's face was extremely ugly, he took a sip of coffee and said reluctantly, "I was just about to go in."

"What?" Garcia asked suspiciously.

Rhett turned his head and stared straight at Garcia, until Garcia was stared at, and Rhett whispered resentfully, "I'm about to go in, and then the phone rang... I should go home and turn it off , why don't I turn off the phone..."

Garcia blinked, and wanted to ask something, but Al grabbed her, she looked at Rhett sympathetically, and said sympathetically, "I think this is much more uncomfortable than being crushed by steel rings, Qiu Bulai Is it?"

"He lost his temper for a while, and I asked him to take Ri Tian for sterilization, so he slowed down." Reid said in an erratic voice, "If this continues... I will also be sterilized."

"It seems that we all need a perfect vacation." Al sighed, "Calm down, Rhett, if you are sterilized, you will not be alone in pain."

"I'm just talking." Rhett nodded, made another cup of coffee, and drifted silently to the studio.

When Hu Qi opened the door and walked in, he saw his team members slumped on the table. The only one, Reid, who was sitting and drinking coffee, was still here, and his soul had already floated out.

Hu Qi coughed lightly, and upon hearing Hu Qi's voice, the half-dead team members straightened up immediately.

Reid came back to his soul in a second, put down his coffee cup and looked at Hu Qi energetically.

"It seems that everyone remembers to change their clothes and come here without pajamas." Gordon walked in, yawned and said, "Guess what we are going to do."

"I think it must be good news." Reid pursed his lips and said, "For example, the alchemist came out to mark his territory again."

"You are such a genius, Dr. Rhett." Al patted Rhett, gritted his teeth and said, "I must catch that alchemist, then tie him to a chair in the interrogation room, and shine a headlight on his face." Face, keep taking pictures and keep taking pictures, no one will want to sleep!"

"I agree." Morgan said with raised eyebrows.

"Arrogant and conceited, this kind of person is often very hard-spoken." Hu Qi distributed the documents to the team members, sorted out his own documents and said, "So shining the headlights on him all night is probably a necessary procedure."

"This is the fourth victim." Morgan looked at the photo of the victim. It was a young face with glasses that looked like an honest and dull student.

"Yarlin Randy, 15 years old, his parents divorced, and he lived with his elderly grandmother, it sounds easy to kill." Al flipped through the documents and said, "The cause of death was asphyxiation caused by aqua regia, and he was suffocated by aqua regia before he died. Anesthesia was injected, which is basically the same modus operandi as the previous two cases."

"This time the murderer used local materials. Yarlin is a chemistry enthusiast. He has concentrated hydrochloric acid and concentrated nitric acid in his attic that can be used to prepare aqua regia." In the same way as before, we also found ingredients for aqua regia in the rooms of the first victim, the acid attacker, and the third victim, Kim Justin."

"So... Judging from the time it took for the anesthetic to take effect and the slowest speed he prepared." Garcia said in a low voice, "Yarlin could see the murderer's face clearly, and he even knew exactly what he was about to face."

"It's cruel, especially since he still knows that person so well that he can help him climb into the attic of his home, and then show his back to him unsuspecting." Reid put down the information and said quickly, "Except for the first The two homeless men who were attacked, there must be some kind of connection between the other victims. It is now certain that they are not from the same school or participated in a summer camp together. It is basically certain that they met through the Internet. Three The ages of the victims were all between 14 and 20 years old, and the only thing that can connect chemistry enthusiasts from different families and age groups in one urban area is the same-city interest group.”

"If they got together to study how to attack people with acid, they wouldn't put that group on the bright side." Garcia took out his notebook and took out the first victim from the evidence bag. Connect your mobile phone to your computer.

She tapped the keyboard quickly and muttered, "Come out, you little thing, I guess that person must have deleted that group, and everyone who died will leave the group, but this is too simple, it's easy to find, isn't it Well, look, like I said, it's easy to find."

Garcia turned the computer around, and facing the others, she pushed her glasses and said, "All right, I also called up the addresses and information of all group members that match the profile."

"I'll use it." Reid leaned over, quickly browsed the information on the screen, and picked out three people, "The murderer is among these three people, Bennet Warren, Bill Ma Hugh, Avonlee Bright."

"Ai Wenli? That female student with braids?" Garcia asked, "I just screened her out. The murderer should be a man, right?"

"Although more than 90% of the serial murderers in the past ten years are men, and women, especially underage women, account for less than 5.3% of the serial murderers, the characteristics shown in this case are more biased towards Women’s criminal psychology.” Reid put Ai Wenli’s information and the information of several victims on the big screen and said, “We have always defined the murderer as a male, because most of the targets of women’s murder are family members or close people. , the appearance of the tramp limits the direction of our thinking, because he is completely out of this category."

"Now we assume that homeless people are just used by the murderer to practice their hands. If the murderer is a male criminal, the victim often dies of violence/abuse. There will be signs of violent struggle at the murder scene. The more intense the pain of the victim, the easier it is for the male victim to be satisfied .And female murderers often choose to suffocate them to death, and they will try to minimize the pain of the victim, because compared to male murderers, they are more likely to be emotionally infected by the victim." Reid paused, and continued." The most important point is that if the murderer was a man, Emmanuel, who was tied up at home by the first victim, would have no chance of survival. When female murderers have a clear goal, they will not kill minors. strike, unless their targets are themselves children."

"Okay, let's go meet Ai Wenli first."

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The warm sunlight shines through the window and sprinkles on Qiu Chengke's scarred back.

Qiu Chengke pushed his glasses, looked at the notes that Reid had revised for him with a headache, while drinking wine, he silently recited the difference between suicide and homicide scenes, and the angle of the route of blood splatter.

Ritian still doesn't know that it is about to lose its balls, it rubs around Qiu Chengke's feet, immersed in the happiness of not seeing its owner for a long time.

"Silly boy, don't run far away." Qiu Chengke put down his pen, picked up Ritian, patted his curly hair and said pitifully, "Say goodbye to your balls, and in two hours, you will be gone." Lost it."

Sticking out his tongue, Ri Tian happily called out to Qiu Chengke twice, wagging his tail as if he was about to go to heaven.

Qiu Chengke gently kicked the little sweetheart away from his feet, put Ri Tian in the pet box, and was just about to go out when he received a call from Reid.

"Qiu? You noticed a girl wearing a black top and light blue jeans. Her name is Ai Wenli." Reid said nervously.

"Is she a suspect?" Qiu Chengke locked the door with one hand while clamping his phone.

"When we went to her house to look for her, she happened to be outside. In order to get rid of the pursuit, she attacked a person outside the target range, and she is now fleeing in the direction of your house."

The author has something to say: Bengong, it’s getting earlier