"Did you find the body?" Gordon asked on the phone, he glanced outside the door, Qiu Chengke leaned against the wall and called Emmanuel.

"Still digging." Morgan looked at the police officers beside him, frowned and said, "We must have found the right place. There are traces of being opened up here, and the corpse should have been taken away. The traces of turning over are very new. Just in the last few days, it doesn't make sense, if it's revenge, it should be a year ago."

"Agent Morgan, there is something." A policeman shouted, he squatted on the ground, stretched his hand inside, and after a while carefully took out a milk bottle.

"There is a note." Morgan held the mobile phone and wore gloves, carefully opened the rolled note, and said softly, "'I have a lot to say, but few people believe me. I can't do anything, Then God gave me a knife.’ That’s what the note says, the body has been taken here, and there’s no clues other than this note.”

Just as Gordon hung up the phone, Reid immediately raised his hand and said, "It's revenge. There are at least two murderers, and one initiator led the organization. This can explain why the body was only dug out a few days ago. Because it was found The body is not the same as the person who wants to get it back."

"Very well, the murderer clearly told us that this is a revenge case, so now we have all the clues." JJ stared at the whiteboard and said, "Does Jennifer's ex-husband have a criminal record?"

"No, Jennifer's family is very responsible." Garcia said while turning the ballpoint pen, "and Jennifer divorced two years ago. Her ex-husband traveled around Europe and has not yet returned to China. Jennifer undergoes regular psychological evaluation every month. No abnormality was found. Her lover's movement route is very regular, home, boxing ring, store, three points and one line of life."

"There is only one person who can survive in the end. He chose to tell us the location of 'a place where he saw death' as ​​a reminder, and this place happens to correspond to 'the one who can live in the end'." Rhett said quickly, "Now that we have determined that If there are no homicides in the area, it is basically certain that 'one has fallen' actually represents one of the four victims, and he is likely to be the last survivor."

"But there is a problem here. Among the villains given by the murderer, there is a villain representing a buried alive. This may not be an empty clue." Al looked at the lines Gordon drew on the whiteboard and fell into thought, "And if you say so , then there is one more place of death, after all, Kelly who represents the broken body is already dead... Wait, does Kelly's home also correspond to a code word for a location?"

"Emmanuel saw his father murder, and one saw death. Up and down, smelling the fragrance of flowers." Hu Qi pondered, "There is nothing in Kelly's house that matches this, white pigeons, crosses, elephant slides..."

Reed, who was sitting on the side, thought about the layout of Kelly's house over and over again in his mind.

Jennifer likes to put a flower in a glass vase on the window floor, so that as long as someone comes in through the window, the vase will be knocked over and leave water stains on the thick blanket. This is a personal habit of some agents.

There is also a vase of flowers in Kelly's room, which barely goes with 'one smells flowers', but something is missing.

He lowered his head and thought, and suddenly remembered the line of blood words "I'm watching you" on the glass of Kelly's bedroom. The line of words was facing Kelly's wound and facing the opposite house.

"I need to go to Kelly's house again to make sure." Reed stood up and said softly, "Since the information on the leaflet and the address code words need to be used in combination, there must be some clues in Kelly's house that we have overlooked."

Qiu Chengke had finished talking with Emmanuel on the phone, and he didn't go back inside.The system that Qiu Chengke hadn't spoken for a long time dinged in his mind, and he had to go to a quiet place to talk to the system.

[Long time no see, Mr. Qiu, how are you doing recently?I just noticed that your diamond ring is beautiful. ] The system said in a cold mechanical voice [You have a very good partner. ]

'Thank you, what's the matter? 'Qiu Chengke asked.

[Yes, Mr. Qiu, a task will be released soon, Mr. Qiu can choose to accept it or refuse it. ] The system said.

'This is the first time you have given me a chance to choose. 'Qiu Chengke raised his eyebrows and said in surprise.

[In fact, these are determined by the task publisher. Generally, the publisher requires you to complete the task, and the time of the time-limited task is also determined and modified by the publisher. ] The system explained in a straightforward manner.

[The task is released below, Sylvie's request: When can Mr. Detective find me, this place is not safe, I need to get out of here, someone is injured. ]

[Whether to accept the mission, Mr. Qiu chooses. ]

'accept. 'Compared to the usual tasks, this time the system gave more information.Qiu Chengke frowned, suppressing the doubts in his heart, there are still many secrets in the system, and he just needs to make sure that it is a friend rather than an enemy.

[Task status: Accepting. ]

[Note: Since the person who issued this mission does not know the exact location of himself or who the murderer is, the tracking map cannot be activated. ]

The system paused, then continued [Additional note: Mr. Qiu can activate the tracking map by providing clues. ]

"Qiu, why are you hiding here?" Reid walked over quickly, and he whispered to Qiu Chengke, "I'm going to Kelly's house to confirm the situation, come with me."

Qiu Chengke put on his coat, followed Reid, and whispered, "The system just released Sylvie's mission."

"How do you say it?" Reid looked around and asked again in a low voice after making sure no one could hear him.

Qiu Chengke said what he had analyzed, "She seems to have escaped, but she couldn't go far."

"Is there no way to escape, or there are wounded around me." Reid stopped and asked.

"Although there are wounded, it is also possible that the child cannot escape independently." Qiu Chengke explained.

"It's not a densely populated place, otherwise Sylvie can go out and ask for help... Wait, there are other people around her." Reid suddenly raised his head and said, "We just confirmed that among the remaining three targets, one person represents 'One has fallen'."

Qiu Chengke's face instantly became ugly.

Reid grinned, buckled his satchel strap and said worriedly, "And Sylvie is probably with that person."

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There was a faint sound of footsteps in the empty space, and a little girl with disheveled hair ran over holding a small bag.

She looked around carefully, got into a hole, and blocked the hole with a wooden plank.

"Miss Sylvie?" a weak voice asked.

"Yes, it's me. I found a lot of things. How is she?" Sylvie got used to the dark environment for a while, and barely saw the things in front of her through the light from the cracks in the planks.

It was a small and messy space. A teenage boy was huddled in the shadows, holding a three or four-year-old girl in his arms.

"She has been having a fever, and her forehead is terribly hot." The boy said hoarsely, "Can I have a drink of water?"

"Of course." Sylvie handed over the water. She touched the girl's head and said distressedly, "The mineral water there has expired, and this one is not leaking. I also took a box of lunch cans and a pack of compressed water. Biscuits, should still be edible. I still have a box of alcohol swabs, but no bandages."

"It's enough, I'm sorry for making you a little girl to do such a thing." The boy said apologetically, he tried to move his legs and let out a painful groan.

"I'm in charge of taking you out, and you're in charge of living strong." Sylvie tied her hair up in a ball at random. She fed the girl a few sips of water, and carefully wiped her wound with an almost dry alcohol swab.

"How's your wound?" she asked, looking up.

"I don't know, my right leg may have been twisted." The boy replied, "It hurts when I move it."

"I can only deal with ordinary wounds." Sylvie said helplessly.

"Sister Sylvie..." The little girl who had been lying in the boy's arms suddenly murmured, "There are bad people..."

"Yes, you're a bad guy, good boy, don't be afraid, my sister is here and will protect you." Sylvie said softly, rubbing the little girl's hair.

"There are bad guys..." The little girl said in a daze, "Run...to run..." She stretched out her little hand full of bruises, pushing Sylvie's shoulder, and kept saying "Go...dangerous."

Sylvie didn't know what she wanted to express, she looked at the big boy suspiciously.

"She's burned out." The boy took two sips of water, put his arms around the little girl's head, and let her face lean against his arms.

He looked at Sylvie's sturdy sitting posture, and asked hesitantly, "Will someone really come to rescue us?"

"Of course, I made a wish, look." Sylvie took out a coin from her pocket and said with bright eyes, "My father told me that as long as I need it, no matter how much I pay, he will complete my commission. I Dad used to be a detective, and now he's an FBI agent, working in something... psychological, analytical, or something, which is kind of cool."

"Sounds really good, my dad only knows how to drink." The boy stared at Sylvie's happy expression for a while, then lowered his eyelids and said softly, "By the way, can the can be opened?"

"I'll give it a try. I picked up a small knife, and it should be able to open it." Sylvie was fiddling with the lunch can, and the knife was gesturing back and forth on it.

"You are backlit like this, don't hurt your hands." The boy grinned and joked, "You are the only combat power here, so protect yourself."

"Okay, you're right." Sylvie turned around, facing the light coming through the cracks in the wood, rubbed the blade of the knife with her clothes, and inserted the knife into the can.

"Bad guy..." The little girl's intermittent voice came from behind, "He...bad guy"

While opening the can, Sylvie asked suspiciously, "What villain is she talking about?"

"I don't know, it should be the person who arrested us."

"He hasn't been here just now." Sylvie scratched the tin can seriously, and she whispered, "It's so troublesome. If it wasn't for the expiration of other food, I wouldn't choose canned food if I was killed."

This time the boy didn't answer, but the little girl suddenly raised her voice and cried, "Sister, run away!"

The author has something to say: I watched the live performance of Sanren's wish fulfillment, because he talked about cross talk when he was nervous, so he was not afraid, but at the end, he cried miserably.

When I watched it, I always thought that there would be a policeman advocating science in the ending, who slapped Meixin's silly dad with a slap, and called Mr. He, the god of death stick, with a baton. , the result is BE.

Ahhh, Maxim QAQ, my girl, my daughter, it’s gone! ! ! !

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