"George Till, 26 years old this year, dropped out of the Department of Computer Science at Harvard University. He had a very profitable father, but his mother suffered from depression and committed suicide when he was three years old. Then his father remarried, and another One of these two sons, the other is 13 years old." Garcia printed out all the suspect's information and placed it in front of the team members. "After investigating his computer, I found that the game was not his. It's original, but it's used by a group of boring children to tease people. They set fifty tasks, and if they can't complete them, they will become the targets of bullying in the next semester. George's brother in middle school just played with this The game, I told him when I came back. So he moved it to the online world, and after the task was completed, he didn’t set up a punishment, but a reward of suicide.”
"For many teenagers who are bullied and influenced by nihilism, they are easily attracted. However, the rapid development is beyond Tyre's control. On the contrary, he is also manipulated by this game and becomes its Puppet, help him choose more victims.” Reid knew many such people, who had no shortage of material goods, but a blank spiritual world.
It can be said that this is the current situation of many teenagers in developed countries in Europe and America. They live in a comfortable environment, and nothing can arouse their interest.Some of them will go to extremes, join some evil organizations for stimulation, and end up crying to return, but die on the way home.There are also some who choose to commit suicide and self-mutilation, anyway, whatever makes people excited.
"His technology is very good, but I found that someone is helping him. It is not that simple to avoid the FBI's tracking. I think people from the dark web may be involved." Garcia pushed his glasses and looked at Hotchner.
"Darknet..." Hotchina frowned, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt a headache.
The FBI has always wanted to shut down the dark net, the inner net, and other illegal websites, but due to various reasons, they couldn't catch them all at once, causing these cancers to grow bigger and bigger.
If the dark web is involved in this incident, it will be very troublesome.Even if Tire is captured, this game account will be picked up again at any time, and there will be an endless stream of people playing the game.
Pushing a pile of paperwork to the team members, Hotchner left the office.He drove to the office of the upper-level boss and reported the situation of the case.
As soon as Hotchina left, Trista sat beside Rhett.She tilted her head and looked at him, listening to the sound of his flipping the pages of the book.
Rhett silently handed her the empty folder and stapler, "You can staple them for me, just sort them by date."
"Okay." Trista took it over. She originally wanted to take a break from her busy schedule to tease him, but she didn't expect him to be so fast, and her binding speed was not as fast as his writing documents. What a failure.
However, due to the tacit cooperation between the two, Rhett's work was quickly completed, while the others only wrote the first page.
"Oh, I hate paperwork!" Morgan dropped his pen in anger. He wanted to go home and hug his wife right now.
"Come on." Reid didn't sympathize with him at all, he held Trista's hand, and the two left just like that.
Trista smiled all over her face, forgetting the injury on her arm, and it didn't hurt at all, "Shall we go to eat?"
"Well, let's eat. This case is over, and we also have two days off." Rhett held the strap of his backpack with one hand and Trista with the other. He had never felt so fulfilled.
In the past, when a case was over, he would go home and read a book.Because only reading is the most practical hobby that requires the least contact with people.
The other team members were anxious to go home to hug their loved ones, but he didn't have to be so anxious because he knew that no one was waiting for him in his home.
Although he never felt lonely, he felt isolated.Humans are social animals, and only when they have the same habits will they come together.People with and without families can of course be friends, but the difference in living environment will still lead to completely different topics and opinions.
Family, for Rhett, is really too strange.
The two went to dinner together, and at first Trista wanted to eat Japanese food, but the thought that most sashimi were fish made her a little sick.In the end, I chose an ordinary Italian restaurant with no seafood at all.
"You have handled so many cases and your memory is so good, so do you have any skills so that these uncomfortable details don't affect you?" Trista still loves seafood, and she doesn't want to stop eating fish for the rest of her life. .
"I'm just trying to control these influences within a controllable range. After all, I am a law enforcement officer and need to maintain enough reason." Reid's answer surprised Trista, and she almost forgot that they are actually ordinary people , not some anti-social pervert, how can I not empathize with it.
"Then what if...you know the person who was hurt?" Trista asked this question carefully. She didn't want to test Rhett, but wanted to know the situation of some group members.She had heard about Hotchner from others, and from Agent Al who had left.They are so experienced that they will make many mistakes, and she is also afraid that she will delay and make some big mistakes.
Rhett looked down at her gauze-wrapped arm, and he felt some pain now.This job is very dangerous, and they come into contact with the most ferocious criminals. Trista has only been in their department for a few days, and has received so many threats within a few cases.Who knows if she will repeat Hailey's tragedy one day in the future?
But Trista is Trista, and he is not Hochner, so what will happen to them, he believes in his hands more.So he gritted his teeth and told everything about Hotchner, Morgan, Garcia, Gideon, Emily and Al.
Trista didn't even take a bite when she heard that, she thought Rhett was the only one with a tragic past.Because his melancholy temperament is so obvious.She really didn't expect that even Garcia, who is cheerful every day, and Morgan, who is super charming, have such untouchable memories.
"Ordinary people can't do jobs like ours, and people who have done jobs like us can't be ordinary people again." Reid was not warning Trista, but a sigh.But this exclamation was not made by him, but by a colleague.He would not have such a sigh, because he was never an ordinary person.
"After dinner, let's go to your house." Trista looked at the cold dishes in front of her, completely losing her appetite.
"To my house?" Rhett was so frightened that he dropped the fork in his hand and hit the plate with a crisp sound.
Trista pursed her lips and laughed. She picked up his fork and rearranged it, "I just washed the quilt before handling this case, and because the weather was good, I just hung it in the yard. Look at us It’s been a few days since you’ve been out, so mushrooms probably grew on the quilt. And you’re a clean freak, so your house must be clean, right?”
"Hmm..." Rhett looked into Trista's eyes, and there was a smile in her eyes, so she should be joking.Since it was a joke, he simply agreed, since it wasn't true anyway, "It's very clean, you can go and have a look."
"Okay." Trista picked up the car keys and was about to leave the restaurant, "Let's go."
"You don't have to see me off. I'll just go back by myself. You haven't been home for a few days." When he came to the parking lot, Reid said very "understanding".
"What? Didn't you just promise me to go to your house? I won't take you back, so why don't you give me the key and walk back by yourself?" Trista suddenly felt that her skin was getting thicker, But with Rhett, she really had to be blunt about everything.
"Are you serious?" Rhett realized the seriousness of the problem at this moment.
"When did I ever get serious, get in the car!" Trista opened the car door and got in first.
Red tugged at the straps of his backpack, looking helpless as if he were a high school runaway.But he had no choice but to get into Trista's car.
His home was closer than Trista's, and the two arrived after a short drive.
Trista looked up at this very ordinary apartment, but she was in a particularly good mood, "You live on the second floor, right?"
"How do you know?" Rhett was surprised again, how could everyone know his address.
"Garcia told me, hasn't she been to your house several times?" Trista ran up the stairs, then pointed to one of the doors, "This one, right? ?”
"Is this what Garcia told you?" Reid felt that he had no privacy at all, and was sold out by his teammates.
"Look at the surface on the doorbell that is less than three centimeters, it is clean and free of dust, who would do such trivial things except you who are clean freaks?" Trista guessed + By observation, she also learned a lot at BAU.
Rhett laughed, unexpectedly she was also quite witty.Taking out the key, he opened the door, "My room is not too big, and it's not particularly tidy, so don't mind."
"I don't mind, but next time you go to my house, I will definitely let a professional housekeeping company come and clean it." Trista walked into Rhett's room, and he could see through every room and hall at a glance. , "Just to remind you, I have the book "Birds of America", not a copy."
There are a lot of things in the room, most of which are books.Except for the necessary furniture, all she could see were bookshelves and books.
"Really, then I'll have to see for myself." Rhett knew now that what she'd said about the two of them hadn't been a joke.So the next time I go to her house, it will really be on her agenda.
It's just that he wasn't very nervous, because Trista was far more interested in his collection of books than in him.
"It's fine for you to touch." Trista turned her head and winked at him.
The author has something to say: S.H.I.E.L.D. is coming to an end, and the Writers Guild of America is going to organize a general strike again, let’s watch and cherish it
"For many teenagers who are bullied and influenced by nihilism, they are easily attracted. However, the rapid development is beyond Tyre's control. On the contrary, he is also manipulated by this game and becomes its Puppet, help him choose more victims.” Reid knew many such people, who had no shortage of material goods, but a blank spiritual world.
It can be said that this is the current situation of many teenagers in developed countries in Europe and America. They live in a comfortable environment, and nothing can arouse their interest.Some of them will go to extremes, join some evil organizations for stimulation, and end up crying to return, but die on the way home.There are also some who choose to commit suicide and self-mutilation, anyway, whatever makes people excited.
"His technology is very good, but I found that someone is helping him. It is not that simple to avoid the FBI's tracking. I think people from the dark web may be involved." Garcia pushed his glasses and looked at Hotchner.
"Darknet..." Hotchina frowned, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt a headache.
The FBI has always wanted to shut down the dark net, the inner net, and other illegal websites, but due to various reasons, they couldn't catch them all at once, causing these cancers to grow bigger and bigger.
If the dark web is involved in this incident, it will be very troublesome.Even if Tire is captured, this game account will be picked up again at any time, and there will be an endless stream of people playing the game.
Pushing a pile of paperwork to the team members, Hotchner left the office.He drove to the office of the upper-level boss and reported the situation of the case.
As soon as Hotchina left, Trista sat beside Rhett.She tilted her head and looked at him, listening to the sound of his flipping the pages of the book.
Rhett silently handed her the empty folder and stapler, "You can staple them for me, just sort them by date."
"Okay." Trista took it over. She originally wanted to take a break from her busy schedule to tease him, but she didn't expect him to be so fast, and her binding speed was not as fast as his writing documents. What a failure.
However, due to the tacit cooperation between the two, Rhett's work was quickly completed, while the others only wrote the first page.
"Oh, I hate paperwork!" Morgan dropped his pen in anger. He wanted to go home and hug his wife right now.
"Come on." Reid didn't sympathize with him at all, he held Trista's hand, and the two left just like that.
Trista smiled all over her face, forgetting the injury on her arm, and it didn't hurt at all, "Shall we go to eat?"
"Well, let's eat. This case is over, and we also have two days off." Rhett held the strap of his backpack with one hand and Trista with the other. He had never felt so fulfilled.
In the past, when a case was over, he would go home and read a book.Because only reading is the most practical hobby that requires the least contact with people.
The other team members were anxious to go home to hug their loved ones, but he didn't have to be so anxious because he knew that no one was waiting for him in his home.
Although he never felt lonely, he felt isolated.Humans are social animals, and only when they have the same habits will they come together.People with and without families can of course be friends, but the difference in living environment will still lead to completely different topics and opinions.
Family, for Rhett, is really too strange.
The two went to dinner together, and at first Trista wanted to eat Japanese food, but the thought that most sashimi were fish made her a little sick.In the end, I chose an ordinary Italian restaurant with no seafood at all.
"You have handled so many cases and your memory is so good, so do you have any skills so that these uncomfortable details don't affect you?" Trista still loves seafood, and she doesn't want to stop eating fish for the rest of her life. .
"I'm just trying to control these influences within a controllable range. After all, I am a law enforcement officer and need to maintain enough reason." Reid's answer surprised Trista, and she almost forgot that they are actually ordinary people , not some anti-social pervert, how can I not empathize with it.
"Then what if...you know the person who was hurt?" Trista asked this question carefully. She didn't want to test Rhett, but wanted to know the situation of some group members.She had heard about Hotchner from others, and from Agent Al who had left.They are so experienced that they will make many mistakes, and she is also afraid that she will delay and make some big mistakes.
Rhett looked down at her gauze-wrapped arm, and he felt some pain now.This job is very dangerous, and they come into contact with the most ferocious criminals. Trista has only been in their department for a few days, and has received so many threats within a few cases.Who knows if she will repeat Hailey's tragedy one day in the future?
But Trista is Trista, and he is not Hochner, so what will happen to them, he believes in his hands more.So he gritted his teeth and told everything about Hotchner, Morgan, Garcia, Gideon, Emily and Al.
Trista didn't even take a bite when she heard that, she thought Rhett was the only one with a tragic past.Because his melancholy temperament is so obvious.She really didn't expect that even Garcia, who is cheerful every day, and Morgan, who is super charming, have such untouchable memories.
"Ordinary people can't do jobs like ours, and people who have done jobs like us can't be ordinary people again." Reid was not warning Trista, but a sigh.But this exclamation was not made by him, but by a colleague.He would not have such a sigh, because he was never an ordinary person.
"After dinner, let's go to your house." Trista looked at the cold dishes in front of her, completely losing her appetite.
"To my house?" Rhett was so frightened that he dropped the fork in his hand and hit the plate with a crisp sound.
Trista pursed her lips and laughed. She picked up his fork and rearranged it, "I just washed the quilt before handling this case, and because the weather was good, I just hung it in the yard. Look at us It’s been a few days since you’ve been out, so mushrooms probably grew on the quilt. And you’re a clean freak, so your house must be clean, right?”
"Hmm..." Rhett looked into Trista's eyes, and there was a smile in her eyes, so she should be joking.Since it was a joke, he simply agreed, since it wasn't true anyway, "It's very clean, you can go and have a look."
"Okay." Trista picked up the car keys and was about to leave the restaurant, "Let's go."
"You don't have to see me off. I'll just go back by myself. You haven't been home for a few days." When he came to the parking lot, Reid said very "understanding".
"What? Didn't you just promise me to go to your house? I won't take you back, so why don't you give me the key and walk back by yourself?" Trista suddenly felt that her skin was getting thicker, But with Rhett, she really had to be blunt about everything.
"Are you serious?" Rhett realized the seriousness of the problem at this moment.
"When did I ever get serious, get in the car!" Trista opened the car door and got in first.
Red tugged at the straps of his backpack, looking helpless as if he were a high school runaway.But he had no choice but to get into Trista's car.
His home was closer than Trista's, and the two arrived after a short drive.
Trista looked up at this very ordinary apartment, but she was in a particularly good mood, "You live on the second floor, right?"
"How do you know?" Rhett was surprised again, how could everyone know his address.
"Garcia told me, hasn't she been to your house several times?" Trista ran up the stairs, then pointed to one of the doors, "This one, right? ?”
"Is this what Garcia told you?" Reid felt that he had no privacy at all, and was sold out by his teammates.
"Look at the surface on the doorbell that is less than three centimeters, it is clean and free of dust, who would do such trivial things except you who are clean freaks?" Trista guessed + By observation, she also learned a lot at BAU.
Rhett laughed, unexpectedly she was also quite witty.Taking out the key, he opened the door, "My room is not too big, and it's not particularly tidy, so don't mind."
"I don't mind, but next time you go to my house, I will definitely let a professional housekeeping company come and clean it." Trista walked into Rhett's room, and he could see through every room and hall at a glance. , "Just to remind you, I have the book "Birds of America", not a copy."
There are a lot of things in the room, most of which are books.Except for the necessary furniture, all she could see were bookshelves and books.
"Really, then I'll have to see for myself." Rhett knew now that what she'd said about the two of them hadn't been a joke.So the next time I go to her house, it will really be on her agenda.
It's just that he wasn't very nervous, because Trista was far more interested in his collection of books than in him.
"It's fine for you to touch." Trista turned her head and winked at him.
The author has something to say: S.H.I.E.L.D. is coming to an end, and the Writers Guild of America is going to organize a general strike again, let’s watch and cherish it
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