I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

Locker was stunned when he heard Tracy's answer, and then he slapped the table fiercely, stood up angrily, and said loudly, "Do you know how many things you have delayed! Why can't we give the twisted man File a case because if he's limping and dragging a suitcase, there's no way he'll catch up to you! You're saying there's a body in the suitcase and he's running fast! That makes the whole thing less realistic."

"The patrolman has always insisted that he has not seen the person chasing Teresi, because the twisted man is quite far away from you, and when he sees the patrolman's flashlight, he has enough time to turn to the nearby alley." He was irritated Walking around in the interrogation room, his policeman friend stopped him and asked doubtfully, "Is this so important?"

"Very important! From this point of view, the twisted man does exist." Rocker replied, "This represents a lot of things. The twisted man appeared on the street in the middle of the night, with blood dripping on his face, and was found on the street. He was dragging a suitcase, and now the focus is on what is in the suitcase!"

Locker walked two laps and continued, "The reason for mental illness to walk with a limp is because in his world, he is a lame man. He can only walk like that, and it doesn't change when he runs. But this man is no longer lame, which means that he is not a man. Psychopath, at least not a complete psychopath, you see! He is not an aggressive psychopath, so why would he chase Teresi who accidentally saw him, and since he wanted to chase Teresi, why both The distance between people does not have such a strong sense of urgency.”

"If there is only luggage in the box, there is no need for him to chase Teresi, and he is not looking for such fun." Rocker looked at Teresi angrily, which made Teresi shrink back in fright, and he flipped through the Looking at the video of the interrogation just now, it was confirmed that Teresi did not lie again, "This shows that the crooked man probably contained a corpse in the box. The corpse was too heavy, and he could not drag the corpse to catch up with the light Teresi, so he could only use threats. The way it was done, turned it into an urban legend."

"It may also be drugs or ammunition." The policeman whispered.

"The suitcase is big and heavy, and the things in it are large, and the people responsible for a large number of drug/arms transactions will at least have a hand/gun." Rocker said, "Tercy passed by the alley where the man was hiding, The man chased him thinking he saw something, and if the box was drugs/ammunition, we wouldn't even be able to see Tracy's body now."

The police officer hesitated for a moment, and said, "Even if what you said is reasonable, but...the case cannot be filed without a dead body."

"I know." Rocker walked out of the interrogation room and dialed Gordon's phone. "The twisted man does exist. There is a high probability that his suitcase contains a person. To be precise, it may be a corpse."

Gordon didn't go after Little Jim's father. He looked at the blood test report sent back by the on-site personnel in BAU with doubts.

After forensic identification, the blood found in Little Jim's house was indeed human blood, but different from what they expected, it was the blood of a man.

"I know Rocker... I know." Gordon said while holding the phone with the list in hand. "I found an interesting thing here. What Little Jim's father killed and ate was an adult male."

"And I showed Tracy a picture of Little Jim's father." Rocker looked at the tense look in the interrogation room, and whispered into the phone, "He hasn't seen him, which means that Little Jim's father is not Not the twisted man who popped up that night."

"So, who did Little Jim's father eat..." Gordon pondered, "And who is that crooked man in his box?"

"Garcia." Gordon stopped Garcia who was passing by and said, "Check the whereabouts of Little Jim's mother, Heidi Chris, between the 14th and the 22nd."

"Uh... this is against the rules." Garcia whispered, "If there is no case, we can't just investigate citizens' privacy."

"I now suspect that the disappearance of Little Jim's mother, Heidi, is related to the twisted man. She was probably killed between the 14th and 17th." The man appeared on Wednesday night, and on Sunday night, Little Jim's father ate human flesh at night, and except for Little Jim's mother, no one was missing in that area for nearly half a month, and the same twisted man also only appeared Once it's gone."

"Eating human flesh is influenced by the idea of ​​religious/desire diet therapy, and it is also a manifestation of revenge by the same means." Gordon took out a detailed urban street map and kept gesticulating on it. After a long while, he mused, "Little Jim's mother Heidi did go to see Grandma Little Jim, but she went to the cemetery, and the place where the distorted man appeared happened to be in the radiation zone within 1000 meters of the cemetery, Garcia!"

"Yes!" Jiaxi hurried back to her little room, quickly searched, she muttered, "Heidi... I found her, at 14:13 on the 22th, she bought caramel kabobs at the corner cafe Chino, ah... At 14:21 on the 13th... I bought a cup of hot cocoa and new wool... Strange, there is no record... How could there be no record? There is no surveillance video, she seems to have evaporated from the world! "

"It didn't evaporate." Gordon narrowed his eyes. "She was captured and used as a food reserve for ogres."

"And what's particularly interesting is that she was received by the same clerk when she bought coffee twice." Garcia said hesitantly, "The clerk never came to work after the 17th, and only sent a resignation text message." The point is, on the 16th, he rented a car at a car rental company and returned it three hours later, and this driving time is basically equal to the total time it takes the car company to go to and from the ordinary villa area where Jim's house is located. It can also be seen in the monitoring of the community that this car once entered the ordinary villa area."

"He went to Jim's house." Gordon put down the documents and turned to look at Garcia. "who is he?"

Garcia called up a photo of a black-haired man, "Temporary worker, Howard Spark."

"Find Ward's home and compare the dismembered corpses found in him and Little Jim's home." Gordon frowned and said, "If my profile is correct, then this is likely to be an act of extreme revenge."

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Little Jim jumped out of the car. He excitedly grabbed the man's hand and hugged the Spider-Man doll his mother made for him. He was about to walk to the playground. The man leaned down and gently rubbed Little Jim's forehead, "Does Jim love Dad?" ?”

"Love! Dad is Jim's hero!" Little Jim said earnestly, "Jim is already three years old, and he will be a four-year-old boy in one year. He can protect Mom just like Dad!"

The man picked up little Jim and asked with a smile, "Will little Jim always remember Dad?"

"Yes!" Little Jim nodded. "I have a bad memory, I forgot my grandma, but I will try my best to remember my parents!"

"It's okay, Jim doesn't need to remember Dad, and he doesn't need to remember Mom." The man hugged Little Jim, grabbed the doll, and took him to play with bumper cars. Little Jim had never been so happy as today, he giggled and hugged the man, Dependently called Dad.

After queuing up to buy tickets for the children's merry-go-round, and after little Jim sat on the little carousel, the man threw the little Spider-Man doll embroidered with Little Jim's mother's name into a trash can on the side.

Little Jim was lying on the little wooden horse, having fun, suddenly a man sneaked up to him and hugged him down. Just as Little Jim was about to call out, he turned around and found that it was Mr. Detective whom he invited.

"Hush...Mr. Jim." Qiu Chengke hugged little Jim and whispered, "Did your father do anything strange to you?"

Little Jim hugged Qiu Chengke's neck obediently, bit his fingers and meditated, "He asked me if I still remembered my grandma, and asked me if I remembered what day was yesterday."

"How did you answer?"

"I don't know what day it was yesterday, but I remember that grandma has been gone for a long time." Little Jim said, "Dad is very strange. The person in the photo is obviously grandma, but he just said no, which almost made me faint, detective. Where is the husband going to take me secretly? To find my mother? "

Qiu Chengke recalled the news that Reid had sent him. Little Jim's grandmother had been dead for more than a year. He looked at Little Jim and asked tentatively, "Does Jim remember the last time he saw his grandmother?"

"A long time ago! Grandma was sick and couldn't see anyone, so I had to go to see my parents instead of me." Little Jim tilted his head and thought, "They always think that I can't remember anything, but I remember that grandma is a very good person. Nice person, I just can't remember what she looked like."

He scratched his head, not seeming to understand why he was doing this.

Qiu Chengke understood what Little Jim meant. After all, he was a child who was just three years old. His brain was not yet fully developed, and his memory was a process of repeated deepening. Little Jim’s grandmother died for more than a year, and Little Jim hadn’t seen her for a year. It is not easy to have a more detailed impression of her. In five or six years, little Jim may never remember his grandmother again.

When Qiu Chengke was in Chu Liuxiang's world, his parents were dismembered by his enemies when he was five years old. Now he can only vaguely remember their broken outlines and the scarlet when they died.

When the last wave of children got off the carousel, the man became anxious. He shouted the name of little Jim and anxiously searched around the equipment.

Rhett and the others finally arrived at the location sent by Qiu Chengke. Morgan quickly walked to the carousel, grabbed the anxious man, pressed him against the railing, and said in a deep voice, "FBI, now you are under arrest for homicide. .”

The man's body tensed instantly, and just when Morgan thought he was going to be arrested, the man shouted loudly, "Help me find my son, please, my son is missing, look for him, he is only three years old! God...Jim Where are you, Jim!"

Morgan froze, he let go of the man, the man turned around and stretched out his hands in front of him, and said in a panic, "I admit that I killed someone, you arrest me, and then help me find Jim, he is only three years old, he has already experienced nightmare..."

The man stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. He stared blankly at Qiu Chengke who walked out of the forest, and fixed his eyes on the little Jim in his arms. After confirming that he was safe and sound, he let out a long sigh of relief.

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