I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

"How many times have I told you that I really didn't lie!" Tracy lay on the table, clasped the corner of the table and yelled, "Didn't you also find the blood over there? Why don't you believe me!"

The police officer in front of him knocked on the table to signal Teresi to be quiet. He looked at Rocker at the side, turned his head and whispered to him, "If you want to ask any more questions, just ask quickly. This is out of order. If the higher-ups find out, I will be crippled."

Rocker giggled, and patted the police officer on the shoulder, "I have a sense of proportion, and I have an approval slip, so it's nothing but trouble if it's discovered."

The police officer sighed, gave up the main seat to Rocker, and ran out to record the video according to Rocker's instructions.

Locker took a sip of water, flipped through Teresi's information, and asked while propping up the table, "Are you sure you fully explained the facts, and didn't make too many additions and embellishments to the story?"

"I didn't fabricate it maliciously, why should I be sensational!" Teresi said angrily. "I'm just an ordinary office worker..."

"Stop stop, Tracy, I believe your story is not fiction, but can you guarantee that what you said is true?" Rocker stared at Tracy's expression, and suddenly raised his voice, "What are you hiding? ?”

"What?" Teresi frowned, his forehead lined with fine lines, his lower lip drawn tight, avoiding Rocker's gaze.

"You lied." Rocker leaned forward and leaned forward in front of Tracy, "You lied to make the story more exciting/thrilling, so you lied, and you are guilty, but your story is well narrated, and you did experience What, but after you calmed down, you found out that something was wrong."

"Where did you exaggerate." Locker asked, "The box? Tilted head? Lame? None... What did you exaggerate?"

Tracy lowered his head, his hands clenched tightly into fists.

Rocker tilted his head, and the police officer received the signal and walked in. He pretended to say, "Obstructing official duties and spreading rumors. The starting point of sentencing is four months of criminal detention. On the basis of the starting point of sentencing, three to six months can be added."

Teresi started fiddling with his fingers uneasily. He coughed a few times and said softly, "I just... I really thought he would catch up to me..."

"What happened next?" Rocker asked.

"Later... after I calmed down, I realized that he wasn't running that fast." Tracy recalled, "He wasn't very close to me, he was just running towards me. The box shouldn't be too light, so I'm exaggerating. When I got here, I told the police that he was running very fast, fast enough to catch up with me, but in fact, he was far away from me. Also... I looked back and found that he was not limping when he was running, only slow When walking slowly, one goes up and one goes down."

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"The meat Qiu Chengke brought back has been determined to be human flesh." Reid put the test results on the table. "There is human flesh in the refrigerator. It seems that the father of little Jim is probably an ogre."

"Who died." Morgan looked at the results and pondered, "No one reported the crime and no one is missing. The deceased may be living alone or a homeless man."

"It may also be Little Jim's mother." Reid replied, "Qiu Chengke said that Jim's mother did not come home for nine consecutive days. I asked Garcia to check the situation of Little Jim's grandmother and found that she had passed away a year ago. .”

"Little Jim's father killed his mother, dismembered her and hid her in the refrigerator, and then coaxed little Jim, who was still young, to plan well. Little Jim's mother was a housewife, and the only person who could come to see her His family member, Grandma Jim, has also passed away, as long as he doesn't call the police, no one will find out that Little Jim's mother is missing." Morgan said smoothly.

"Wait a minute." Al suddenly interjected, "Qiu Chengke said that little Jim had talked with his mother on the phone last night, which means that his mother was still alive at that time. From the perspective of time, the body should not be Little Jim's mother." , although her current whereabouts are unknown, the broken body in the refrigerator is not her."

"The corpse is unknown, it may be a random prey." Reid folded his arms and mused, "Except for the football team cannibalism incident, the situation where cannibalism is forced to survive, cannibalism is mainly influenced by religion and sex/desire , In some religions, human flesh is the food of gods, and cannibalism is a process of communicating with gods. In ancient Greek mythology, Cronus, the second-generation king of gods, and in Chinese mythology, the Yellow Emperor, both have records about cannibalism. Common cannibal tribes Also because of religion."

Reid paused, looked at Morgan aside, and continued, "In psychoanalytic theory, cannibalism is a form of sexual satisfaction in disguise. Some people will gain sexual pleasure/sensation in the process of cannibalism, just like Ukrainian perverted ogre Chikatilo, this is also the main motivation of ogre now, the last one is cannibal therapy, in addition to eating placenta which has a certain scientific basis, albino patients are the main victims of cannibal therapy, If Bai Wang hadn't escaped from the refugee area, she would probably have been sold to the black market and become a sex/abuse object and food for some people."

Morgan nodded, and he frowned and said, "First of all, we can rule out religious issues. Qiu Chengke didn't see any signs or totems of primitive tribes in Little Jim's house. Satanists are proud of their beliefs. Little Jim's father didn't What religion do you believe in. Judging from his consumption records and main trajectory in the last year, he has no accidental illness or paranoia, excluding cannibal therapy."

"There is no childhood shadow about cannibalism, and the current life has not experienced any major changes, excluding revenge." Reid pursed his lips, "Now there is only one situation left. He cannibalizes to satisfy sex/desire."

"If Little Jim's father is really an ogre, then we must stop him immediately." Gordon said seriously, "Ogres are hungry very quickly, and they will soon start looking for the next target, there is no resistance Little Jim was his best choice."

In the coffee shop outside the BAU, Qiu Chengke frowned and looked at the tracking map on the desktop. The dot representing Little Jim was moving very fast, and he probably went out by car.

The phone on the side lit up, and it was an email from Rhett, with only one sentence, 'Little Jim's father is an ogre. '

Qiu Chengke stood up immediately, he quickly packed up his belongings, and drove at a high speed according to the location shown on the tracking map.

After Reid sent the text message, he put down his phone and said to Gordon beside him, "I just informed Qiu Chengke that he should have already set off. He will always find a way to find the murderer. We just need to catch up with him."

Gordon looked up at Rhett, and took a step back until he stared at Rhett. He walked out first, and when he passed by Rhett, he patted Rhett on the shoulder and said helplessly, "Silly boy."

Rhett blinked in confusion, Al shrugged and said, "It's nothing, he praised you."

"Are you talking about my shooting results?" Reid asked in a low voice after following the crowd, "I can always hit people in actual combat."

"You're right Rhett." Al tilted his head and said softly, "Scores aren't that important, and you're not a combatant."

Rhett nodded seriously, Al raised her eyebrows, she reached out and grabbed the folder in Rhett's arms, "So can you show me the folder now? What kind of information is this?" ?”

"This is information about a twisted man." Rhett muttered, "He only appeared once, so I looked up relevant information out of curiosity."

"What did you find?" Al asked as she put on her seat belt, giving up the idea of ​​looking at the file.

"According to the eyewitness testimony recorded by the police station, the distorted man appeared on the 17th, that is, last Wednesday." Reid said, "It is doubtful that the police in that area did find sporadic cases on that street. Blood drops, but there is no direct evidence that those blood drops are related to twisted men."

Rhett suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, and he whispered, "The twisted man dragging the suitcase appeared last Wednesday, and Little Jim's father went out late at night last Thursday, is there any connection between them? "

"On the premise that the twisted man does exist, to explore the connection between the two... Little Jim's father probably went out to hunt for prey that night last Thursday, but why did he save it for last night? There are almost three In the empty time of the day, did he catch someone but didn’t kill him, or was he waiting for something.” Al mused, “Who owns the dismembered corpse in the refrigerator is very important.”

"I actually have a question all the time." Reid took out his phone and found the message recording in the audio.

He pressed one at random, and Qiu Chengke's voice immediately sounded in the carriage, "Red?Are you busy, I have a little question about psychology...'

Rhett turned off the recording and looked at Al, "What Little Jim heard yesterday, was it a phone call or a recording of a message from a long time ago?"

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"Father? Where are you taking me?" Little Jim was holding the Spider-Man doll and dangling his calf on the co-pilot. He opened the window with some excitement and looked at the scene outside.

"Daddy will take you to a fun place." The man touched little Jim's head and said softly, "Didn't you keep calling to go to the amusement park? Daddy will take you to the amusement park."

"Yeah!!!" Little Jim shouted happily, shaking his hands, "Jim is finished playing with the claw machine, and I want to give the dolls out to mom and grandma!"

"Does Jim still remember grandma?" The man asked suddenly.

"Ah..." Little Jim tilted his head and thought for a while, blinking his eyes in confusion, "White hair, lots of wrinkles!"

The man took out an old yellowed photo from his pocket and handed it to little Jim, "Does Jim know the grandma on it?"

Little Jim looked at the small photo seriously for a long time, and said hesitantly, "Grandma?"

"It's not grandma, little Jim remembers wrong." The man said while looking at the road, "Jim will guess who this is."

Little Jim tilted his head and bit the photo, saying vaguely, "I don't remember, I forgot."

"And does little Jim remember what day it was yesterday?"

"Yesterday?" Little Jim scratched his hair. "Yesterday was yesterday!"

The man's tense body relaxed. He slowed down the car and looked back at Little Jim. Little Jim blinked his big eyes and looked at him dependently.

The man was silent for a while, then said softly, "It's fine if you don't remember, but do you still remember what your mother looks like?"

"Red hair, big eyes, as good-looking as an angel!" Little Jim laughed happily when he heard the words of mother. He raised the doll to the man and said loudly, "I love my mother the most!"

The man was stunned, his face was very weird, he showed a crying and smiling expression, he pressed his lips tightly, he sighed a long time, and said in a hoarse voice, "I love her so much too... Especially Love her…"

The car drove farther and farther away, and the sky outside the window was dyed red by the afterglow of the setting sun. Little Jim lay on the car window, looking forward to it with joy.

The author has something to say: it's late.

Don't be afraid, although I have started an emotional drama, the plot is still the main thing, after all, this is a detective story.