I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

When Qiu Chengke received Ruide's news, there was no turning back.

He curled up his bloated body, shivering in the corner of the bedroom, looking at the person in front of him in fear.

"Hi Sharon, let me talk to you about some specific matters of the transaction." A strange black man stood in front of him, holding a child in his hand.

It took Qiu Chengke a few minutes to recognize who this embarrassed child was. He had seen a group photo of this child and his family. The fat woman held a boy, little Abel and his mother in her arms.

Standing behind the man was Aldrich, and now Qiu Chengke knew where all the news about Aldrich came from.

Aldrich stood behind the man, behaved like a human being.

Qiu Chengke narrowed his eyes and had a better understanding of Aldrich, he must not expose himself in front of Aldrich.

"I heard you want to buy a doll, Sharon." The man threw little Abel in front of Qiu Chengke, calmly as if he was just discussing an ordinary product "Due to some special reasons, the doll is out of stock, you can buy it first Take a look at the ingredients we have prepared for you."

Qiu Chengke slid his phone into the corner, he crawled over tremblingly, and followed the man's instructions to touch Little Abel's naked body. He was wearing the same clothes when he disappeared, and now he was so dirty that he couldn't see the color. up.

Little Able looked at him blankly with dull eyes. Qiu Chengke realized that he could not agree and that Little Able would be dealt with on the spot. He stammered, "It's too rough...I can't...I can't accept him."

"Sure enough, you also think it's rough, so I'll just say that this horse's raw material is not very good." The man stretched out his hand to pull Little Abel back, but he didn't.

When the man looked up, he saw Sharon holding Little Abel's arm and wiping his face tremblingly.

"He's... so beautiful..." Qiu Chengke tried his best to delay the time, and Reid sent him a text message. Since they already knew that little Abel would have problems, they should be thinking of a way.

"I mean, I really like his face, I want his face, can I place another order?" Qiu Chengke held Little Abel's face and said, "I mean, just face."

The man was silent for a long time. When Qiu Chengke couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to do something, the man bent down, patted Qiu Chengke's shoulder, and said in the same calm tone, "As long as you want the living product, we will give it to you." Everything, someone will deliver things to you in a year, a doll, a human face specimen, do you want anything else?"

"Is there anything else?" Qiu Chengke firmly grabbed Little Abel's wrist. He knew that if Little Abel left here with this man today, he would have no way out.

Qiu Chengke's grip was a little too strong. Little Abe blinked, and his pupils finally focused. He looked at Qiu Chengke in front of him for a while, and suddenly opened his chapped lips and said softly, "Mom...I want to go home..."

Qiu Chengke saw a drop of tear running down Little Abe's dirty cheek and dripping on his hand. Qiu Chengke's hand was covered with thick silicone, but he knew the weight that tear represented, the weight of a fresh life .

Perhaps it was Qiu Chengke's hesitation that gave little Abel hope, his body moved, he held Qiu Chengke's index finger, and said again, "Mom..."

Qiu Chengke closed his eyes, he held Little Abel's hand back, stuffed a small object into Little Abel's hand, and then, under the watchful eyes of the man and Aldrich, he grinned and frowned and said sharply in disgust "Is he stupid? My ingredients are an idiot! Oh my god, this is disgusting!"

Little Abe's body trembled, he was stunned for a moment, and he turned into that marionette again, his two cold little hands clenched into fists, as if he was going to grab the last straw, even though he didn't know that Qiu Chengke What exactly was stuffed into him.

The man withdrew his skeptical gaze, and he brought up little Abel again, as if he was carrying a satchel, and said to Qiu Chengke, "Although he is not a fool, it was my mistake to offend you. As compensation, on Christmas Eve on the 25th, There will be an auction, and after a while, I'll have someone deliver the ticket to you along with a video."

He shook little Abel in his hand, and added, "The video of handling raw materials and processing, to show sincerity, happy cooperation, Sharon."

After finishing speaking, the man turned and walked out. Aldridge glanced at Qiu Chengke approvingly, and then left.

Qiu Chengke sat back on the bed, blocked a monitor near the bedside table with his body, and lowered his head to send a text message to Reid.

He can't leave here, Aldrich won't save the child, he can only hope for others.

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"Let Garcia track the A_336G locator." Reid put down the phone and said quickly, "Qiu Chengke just met little Abel, and the Great Collector's people have already started testing, investigating Aldrich Lawrence, he is the first Three parties."

"There is no record that Qiu Chengke borrowed the locator." After receiving Gordon's call, Garcia stuffed the remaining bites of hamburgers into his mouth in a hurry, typing on the keyboard quickly, while putting on the earphones and mumbled Qing said, "There is also a bug with the same number here and it is gone."

"If there is no record, it is Qiu Chengkeshun who left, and I will record it for later settlement." Gordon said, looking at Ruide, and continued, "Delineate the general location."

"I'm looking for him, I'm afraid of being followed, and I'm wandering back and forth between North No.16 Street and Hendry Street." Garcia called out the road monitoring and searched together with the locator, she said hesitantly, " I don't think we can rescue little Abel now, they will suspect Qiu Chengke, after all, it was too coincidental."

Gordon was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Don't think about it, just keep looking."

"Okay!" Garcia stared at the black car on the surveillance screen, tapped the other computer with one hand, and looked at it from time to time, "I found thirteen Aldrich Lawrence who lived in Minnesota, who Aldridge is what you want?"

Gordon looked at Reid, who shook his head, "Qiu Chengke only sent a message, but he couldn't be contacted, he should be under surveillance."

Gordon narrowed his eyes, imitating the image of Aldridge in his mind.

Qiu Chengke was suddenly willing to tell the third party who provided him with clues, proving that Aldrich had completely put Qiu Chengke out of the idea of ​​cooperation, and Qiu Chengke would no longer provide him with any cover out of the spirit of secrecy.

Qiu Chengke didn't have a chance to find out that Aldrich set fire to kill people, which means that there was a problem with the source of Aldrich's clues. He was a double agent, pleasing each other, and working for the big collector by any means for the purpose.

In this way, he must be good at winning people's trust, and he must have the inherent advantage of demagoguery.

"Garcia, narrow down the scope according to the following characteristics, white male, aged between 30 and 40 years old, strong build, unemployed, once worked in a newspaper or company, with tattoos, living alone." Gordon paused , continued, "A relative or friend died in an accident."

The room was quiet, only the sound of Garcia typing on the keyboard came from Gordon's mobile phone.

"Red, the psychiatrist is looking for you." Torres' voice broke the unusually quiet environment, she pushed the door in and said with a strange expression, "The psychiatrist gave little Tommy psychological counseling, and under his guidance, little Tommy Some things were said, and the content was a bit strange... To be precise, it was a bit weird."

Rhett and Gordon looked at each other, and Gordon nodded, motioning for him to go first and then himself.

While walking towards the lounge, Torres said to Rhett, "The psychiatrist said that he didn't have hallucinations, nor was he persecuted to suffer from delusions, but what he said was... magical? I don't know how to describe it."

A police officer hurried past them with the document in his hand, and greeted the two of them.

Torres waved to him casually, and after shifting his body, he continued to talk to Reid, "He showed obvious fear when he heard Qiu Chengke."

"But why?" Rhett asked suspiciously, "What are you doing with little Tommy Qiu Chengke?"

Torres paused, and she said embarrassingly, "To tell you the truth, that psychiatrist is also from the FBI, but not from your department. He... he had already done it for little Tommy when we rushed over. hypnotized."

"This is not in line with humanitarianism." Reid said bluntly, "Strictly speaking, this is illegal!"

"You also said that strictly speaking, in fact, under special circumstances, the FBI has the right to do so, don't you also know." Torres smacked her lips, she put her hand on the door of the lounge, and said to Rhett. Said, "Red, put away your dissatisfaction, that psychiatrist is a big trouble, he has a lot of hostility towards Qiu Chengke, and his disgust is deeply rooted."

Rhett's chin was slightly retracted, his nose fluttered and his lips were tightly pursed. Torres moaned helplessly, she rubbed Rhett's nose, and said in a low voice, "Calm down, Rhett, don't cause trouble for Qiu Chengke. Get rid of Qiu Chengke."

Rhett took a deep breath, pushed the door sideways and walked in. A man in a white coat came over and extended his hand to Rhett. Rhett showed an awkward and polite smile, but he was thinking about another thing .

He frowned tightly, looked at Torres and opened his mouth hesitantly and said softly, "The policeman just now, I feel a little strange."

"Which policeman?" Torres asked in confusion.

"The one who passed by and greeted us." Reid said, "Black hair, narrow chin, height of about 180, thin, hat pressed very low, shoes a few sizes too large for inappropriate, did not wear Name tag, I don't know what his name is."

"How do you remember it so clearly?" Torres said in surprise.

"Of course, he greeted us, and I'm not blind." Reid replied, "His clothes don't fit but it's a fake police uniform. The police officers' clothes are all custom-made. Like...stolen."

"What are you talking about?" Rocker interrupted Rhett aloud, "If I understand correctly, is there a fake policeman here? What is he here for?"

Rhett was stunned for a moment, and he said hesitantly, "Is there someone guarding Gordon?"

"what?"

"The board is placed upright, and he can clearly see what he wants to see when he is close." Reid ran out quickly before he finished speaking. "The target is not us, but to test Sharon!"

Gordon was in a separate room at the BAU sorting out Garcia's clues, writing on a whiteboard and drawing on a map where the car had last stopped.

He took out his mobile phone, ready to notify others to come and gather.

There was a knock on the door behind him, and Gordon looked back. It was a policeman, and he asked casually, "What's the matter?"

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