Earth Raiders progress report [comprehensive British and American]

"No one could possibly know I had a therapist, we only talked online, I didn't even have an appointment, no one knew I had a therapist except me and him," Joshua said. Xiang just realized this question, "How did you think he was a suspect before he died? Or, how did you know that I had a psychiatrist before he died?"

The question he asked made the profilers stunned, and finally Reid, who was closer to Joshua, answered him, "The deceased had contact with the person who claimed to be your psychiatrist to varying degrees during his lifetime. And when we contacted Emmett Meridian, we also confirmed that he was your psychiatrist, and in order to prove your innocence, he showed us the video of your conversation."

"Why did he contact them?" Joshua looked into the eyes of the young doctor. "The psychiatrist doesn't need to solve the problem for the patient's private life, does he? Is he helping me solve the problem?"

"That's right, that's why we thought he was the suspect." Rhett blinked uncomfortably because of the straightforward gaze, "Then he..."

Having said that, he seemed to have finally remembered something, and turned to his colleague beside him, "I think we need to conduct a second autopsy on Meridian. The autopsy report from the Miami Police Department is preliminary."

Hodge quickly followed his train of thought, "You mean that the way Meridian was killed may be different from the previous dead?"

Meridian's behavior is obviously Joshua's admirer, and it also fits the murderer's profile very well. One of the reasons why they think he is a suspect is that, in addition to the information they told Joshua, when they inquired about this There were incidents of patients committing suicide in the file of the psychiatrist, but there was no complaint or stain. This doctor has always had a good reputation. They had reason to suspect that the suicides of these patients were practiced before he formally committed a crime.

It’s just that the method of death of the victim in the case at hand was different from that of the patients. Later, this Meridian died again. The preliminary judgment of the autopsy report in Miami was the same as the method of death of the previous victims. It is impossible to be alone. Suicide method that can be done, so the suspicion of the doctor is temporarily ruled out.

But if according to what Joshua just said, no one knows that he has a psychiatrist except the two of them and the dead who Meridian actively contacted, then there is no one except Joshua and his psychiatrist. There are no other suspects. Joshua's behavior has been monitored all the time, and he doesn't have enough time to commit crimes. In other words, the only suspect is Meridian.

Rhett nodded, and the FBI who came here not long ago left Joshua's house soon after.

"So the case is very clear." The detective, who had been silent all this time, put his hands behind his back and took two steps forward, "There are two murderers in total, the psychiatrist killed someone who had a relationship with you, and the other murderer The psychiatrist died, but he imitated the psychiatrist’s modus operandi, saluting, punishing, or confusing the public. Has this case been reported? No, you have no knowledge, so is it an insider of the police station? Or a patient? Or someone close to the psychiatrist? Relatives and friends of suicide patients?"

Joshua stared at him for a while, then turned his head slightly, "You will help me find the prisoner who killed my psychiatrist."

"Role-playing and control games are over, Joshua. Why do you think I will listen to you?" Sherlock rewrapped the scarf he had taken off for entering the room, "And I don't think you Care about your therapist, you mentioned him for your boyfriend... I'm actually not sure if it's true or not that you acted so seriously about him, but you don't care who killed them at all."

"He killed my therapist. Guess how much a therapist who loves me can do for me? If I want to find the next doctor I want, it will take a lot of time, so of course I care who kills me The psychiatrist." Joshua explained, almost frankly, meaning that what he said was true, "and you will help me find him, you are completely interested in this case, you can't hold back To live with the idea of ​​finding a possible professional killer."

Joshua was right, he was indeed interested in it, but Sherlock still said: "You can deduce that this may be a professional killer, and you can find him yourself."

This made the brown-haired youth raise a smile, "But you are a professional detective, aren't you? You must be better at this than me."

"...Are you using the trick you used against Patrick on me?" The detective who didn't fully understand this field asked after a brief silence.

Joshua put away the smile he labeled Gentle Encouragement Number 1.2, "No."

Sherlock didn't get entangled in this matter either, "You're right, I'm really interested in this case, and I want to find the murderer, can we go out now? Before the FBI came, you promised to take me there." Find your so-called professionals, witchers, paranormal or whatever."

"I didn't promise to take you to them, I just said that I would contact them." When he said this, Joshua pulled an obvious smirk.

"Oh, that's what you promised in my head when I was handcuffed." The detective gave a bland epiphany.

"Friendly reminder, my whip is still by the sofa. According to our distance, I will get it earlier than you." Joshua still maintained the previous smirk, but at this moment, But abruptly more menacing.

It's not that Sherlock has any fear of being whipped, it's just that... the detective shrugged and didn't speak again, and then Joshua's expression finally seemed to return to his usual gentle state, he picked up the phone, and once again Called the Winchester brothers.

This time, there was nothing like the previous incident, and the other side was successfully connected. It seemed that the demon hunters were investigating the case that Sherlock was investigating. After confirming the meeting place, Joshua Hang up the phone.

"I've changed my mind, I'll take you with me." The young man who put down his phone said this, Sherlock felt that things were not so simple because the other party would suddenly change his mind.

Facts proved that he was right, because Joshua's next sentence was: "What do you think a male | whore should look like?"