I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

"The murderer's main target group is the elderly living alone. They basically have no ability to resist. The murderer can use other methods that are not easy to attract attention, let them die quietly, and provide themselves with more opportunities to commit crimes." Gordon stood In front of the whiteboard, he pasted photos of several victims on it. He pointed to the only young man on it and said, "Judging from the murderer's target audience, Berg's death was not in the murderer's original plan," Berg's mother said. Berg just went to visit Granny on a whim."

"A sudden idea?" Al asked suspiciously, "A college student who likes to party and has a girlfriend, on a rainy night when he was supposed to stay at home and play video games with his friends, he suddenly decided to go to the suburbs to find his grandmother?"

"Berg thinks his grandma is sick and wants to see it." Gordon unconsciously tapped Berg's photo with his finger. "But Berg's mother called her. Berg's grandmother is in good health."

Morgan frowned and thought about it, he said hesitantly, "It is not limited by the target that you have to choose arson. Then, from the analysis of the murderer himself, arson can extend his ability to satisfy his desire for control. There are many motives for arson. Hiring for profit , simple destructive desires, religious actions, racial conflict issues, vengeful and serial, personality disorders."

Ayer added that "subjective serial arsonists are mostly debilitated, withdrawn, timid, nervous and suspicious, and susceptible to external influences, except for imitators."

"It may also be that he wants to use flames to destroy something, evidence or his real target." Hu Qi said in a deep voice, "Although the locations of his crimes are scattered, they are all in sparsely populated places and have not attracted much attention. If it causes social panic and cannot satisfy vanity, carnival arson and large-scale arson can be ruled out."

"So, as long as you rule out arson to destroy something, this is typical serial arson." Gordon raised his voice, drawing the attention of the others, "White male, ages 15 to 25, single may live alone , with obvious physical defects or tattoos, you should be able to find his arrest records at the local police station, starting with 15-year-old juveniles arrested for arson, and collecting footprints at the last crime scene, arsonists will watch themselves after arson As a result, he may have one or two accomplices, who are similar in age and profile basically the same."

JJ nodded, and sent the area delineated after the profile to the local police station.

"Now let's assume that he set the fire to destroy something in the victim's home." Hu Qi looked at the pictures at the scene and said softly, "He chose to set fire to it, which means he doesn't need those things, but he also has more choices to destroy. Drop them, so this arson may have had some kind of special meaning."

He paused, then continued, "In ancient Mexico, it was a sacred ritual to light a new fire on New Year's Day. In the Bible, charcoal can purify the sin of unclean lips. Fire is an important part of religious rituals." , representing holiness, worshiping gods, purifying filth, and comforting the dead."

Gordon looked sideways at Hu Qi. After his analysis, Gordon nodded and said, "The photos of the scene provided by the police are not enough to provide detailed clues. We need to go to Minnesota ourselves."

"Call Rhett back?" Al picked up the backpack and asked hesitantly.

"No, the case of the Great Collector is equally important, let him continue to look for clues about the Great Collector with Qiu Chengke, and then let him look at Qiu Chengke, this is the point." Gordon narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Bud suddenly went crazy , must have something to do with Qiu Chengke, we can see this time as Qiu Chengke's revenge on Bud, because Bud threatened and harassed Qiu Chengke, but Qiu Chengke did lynch Bud, and he was calm Handled the scene."

"I think we can trust him." Al took a deep breath and said seriously, "After contacting him for so long, I'm sure he is a person with a gentle personality and strong personal heroism. His identity may be a problem, but he His character is absolutely worthy of recognition."

"Of course we can believe that he will not harm us, nor will he endanger the society. He is like a lone ranger, an uncontrollable dangerous element, but he already has relatively complete principles and moral standards." Gordon frowned, somewhat He said worriedly, "I mean, we should pay attention to him. His way of doing things can easily get him into prison. Just because he can handle Bard's affairs cleanly doesn't mean he can do it next time. He was a loner before, and I can understand that he didn't care about those things, but now he is Rhett's lover, he needs to be responsible for Rhett, and he should also think about his own future."

Al slightly raised his head in agreement, and lowered his head to dial Rhett's phone.

The phone rang and was picked up, Rhett didn't speak, only the sound of Rhett's breathing on the phone.

Al opened his mouth, just about to make a sound, but immediately closed his mouth after reacting, and she found that not only Rhett was silent, but also Qiu Chengke's voice was not on the phone.

She gestured to Gordon, walked to a relatively quiet place, listened with her mobile phone and turned on the recording.

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After receiving Qiu Chengke's gesture, Reid hid behind the sofa in the lounge, dug out a set of body armor from the box behind the sofa, and put it on himself.

He clenched his hand/gun tightly, poked his head out and looked at Qiu Chengke. Qiu Chengke was wearing his newly bought black turtleneck sweater, and was looking at the door of the lounge vigilantly. He knelt on the ground and listened to the sounds outside. Someone came in, but Rhett heard nothing.

Rhett pursed his lips, what happened now was beyond his ability.

The bustling streets of Third Avenue interfered with Qiu Chengke's judgment. He could only vaguely hear the sound of footsteps outside, which seemed to be so slight that they could be ignored. Carefully shorten the distance, and the wind chime at the door did not ring a second time.

Qiu Chengke paused for a few seconds, and suddenly realized that if it was a throwing weapon, this position was not safe. He kicked the wooden door and made a loud noise, warning that person not to approach, and then quickly backed away.

Following Qiu Chengke's example, Reid tilted his head in doubt, wanting to hear what was going on outside. As soon as his head poked out, he was pushed back behind the sofa by the retreating Qiu Chengke.

"Throw the weapon, get down," he said quickly, pushing Red out of the way so he wouldn't be pinned down by the impact sofa.

There was a clear and hurried sound of running and the sound of wind chimes outside, the man ran out, and something hit the wooden door of the lounge.

Qiu Chengke subconsciously rushed over to protect Reid, pulled one side of the cushion over his head, and then a violent explosion sounded in his ears.

Reid was so shocked that his eyes turned black, his body trembled, and he could barely feel Qiu Chengke's breath on his earlobe.

A loud noise came from the phone, and Al had to turn on the phone. She looked at Gordon aside, "It's a bomb."

"Is it serious?" Gordon asked.

"The distance is very close, but Qiu Chengke is there, and there is medicine to guarantee that no one will be killed." Al put the phone to his ear again, and called in a low voice, "Red, report the situation, Rhett, please answer if you hear it." .”

After the explosion was completely over, Qiu Chengke shook his head and shook off the wall dust on it. He first looked at Reid, and after making sure that Reid was just stunned by the shock and not injured/injured, Qiu Chengke propped up his body and put the Rhett, who was clapping his ears, pulled up.

"I feel like I'm going deaf, Qiu, are you still...okay." Reid's words suddenly stopped, he looked at the porcelain shards stuck on Qiu Chengke's body, and asked worriedly, "Turn around, let me see what happened to the wound Sample."

Qiu Chengke shook his head, pulled out the fragments with his backhand, and threw them aside. He touched the back of his head and took a breath. Reid selectively ignored the fragments that were inserted into Qiu Chengke's body but did not cause any harm to Qiu Chengke, and leaned over to touch them. Qiu Chengke touched a bag at the back of his head.

"Damn it?" Reid looked at the book that had been dropped aside.

"It's smashed." Qiu Chengke said this to Reid, but his eyes were on the door of the lounge. The sound of the explosion/explosion was not small, and it had already caused panic among pedestrians and nearby shops. The police would come at any time, and they would not There was a second attack.

Reid shook the dust off his body, and helped Qiu Chengke pull out the pieces from his body. He carefully grabbed the back of Qiu Chengke's head, looked at Qiu Chengke's injury, and after confirming that there was no serious problem, Reid heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's a fragmentation grenade. The distance between us and the explosion is more than five meters. In addition, there are several bunkers, wearing bulletproof vests, and there are not many furnishings in the room, so neither Qiu Chengke nor I were injured, but the back of his head was smashed out. A bag, it's not a big problem." Reid took out the mobile phone that had been in his pocket all the time, and said to Al, who was on the other side of the phone with an anxious tone.

After Reid hung up the phone, he looked at Qiu Chengke and his expression became serious, "You were too impulsive just now, I'm wearing a body armor, I should be protecting you."

Qiu Chengke looked at Reid silently with a smile, and was about to escape the topic. Reid walked around the debris on the ground and pulled out his backpack from a pile of fallen debris.

"Do you have any enemies?" Reid carefully observed Qiu Chengke's expression and asked.

"Probably not. I didn't make any enemies when I was making money at the border."

"No one will trouble me specifically." Reid crossed his arms and kicked the glass with only a few shards left by his feet.

"Could it be the scavenger of the big collector." The siren sounded outside, Qiu Chengke stopped talking, grabbed Reid's wrist, clenched the dagger in his hand, and whispered, "There may be snipers outside, stay here." by my side."

Reid blinked, and just wanted to say that this is not the best time for sniping, and there will be no more snipers ambushing outside, but he looked at Qiu Chengke holding his hand, and there were obvious scratches on the knuckles of his fingers, which were caused by someone on the ground. The clods were scratched, there was blood in the fingernails, and the shattered glass shards jumped up.

Reid sighed, swallowed the words back, and followed Qiu Chengke obediently, until he walked into the police's protection area, and Qiu Chengke let go of his hand.

"It's an act of malicious revenge." Al put away his phone and said to Gordon, "The scavenger's revenge on us, call back Morgan and Hooch, notify Dr. Letterman's team, and ask them to increase their vigilance, don't act alone, hurry up!"

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