There are always bad people who want to harm the family [Comprehensive]

"for you.

only for you,

dd"

Aliya saw these lines on page six of the New York Daily.And on the previous page, in the fifth section, where McCann Reeve left a message, he found the address.

dd - iativedisorders, dissociation.It's ironic that McCann Reeve uses this term to describe himself.

She put down the newspaper and started packing her things.

Are you going?Of course I will.

This is the first time that McCann Reeve called out his invitation, and it may also be the last time to leave a message. No matter what conspiracy there is, she must go.

And the bau team already knew this way of transmitting information, maybe they will find other things, but Alia believed that they would ambush in that small forest early in the morning.So, after sending a text message to Reid, she chose to go.

,Gift.What kind of thing can be called a gift that can be given to a pervert like McCann Reeve?

Along the way, Alicia's heart was disturbed, she didn't know what she would see-maybe it was Sarah alive, maybe it was... maybe nothing, McCann Reeve was just teasing her, watching her Do you have the courage to call the police?

But no matter what, Aliya closed the car door and walked to the agreed forest.She is currently in a very passive situation. Apart from actively fighting, she really can't think of any other way.

It's late autumn in West Virginia, and the ground is covered with fallen leaves.Because on the mountain, the sun will be clear tomorrow, and the wind will be bitingly cold.

However, what makes people feel uneasy is that the surroundings are so desolate that no human voice can be heard. Alia stepped on the things that occasionally rustled, and her hands in her pockets clenched into fists.

She didn't know if she should contact Reid - Lin Zi was so quiet, it didn't look like there was anyone else besides her.

She made an agreement with them that the fbi could not send someone to restrict her freedom, but she could provide them with everything she knew about the case.

However, if the FBI had arrived early in the morning, why didn't anyone symbolically stop her when she came in?Did the fbi arrive later than her, or reid they didn't see today's paper?

No, it's impossible, it doesn't make sense at all...

Suddenly, she seemed to have stepped on something.Raised, slender, coherent, hard, not rocks, not branches.

Alia trembled, raised her feet stiffly, and slowly looked down at the pile of dead leaves in front of her—it was actually not much higher than other piles of trees on the same plane.

"McConn Reeve, where are you?"

"Or, Timothy York (the personification who took over this body), haven't you been hiding enough?"

Taking a few steps back vigilantly, Aliya leaned against the trunk of a tree, shouting loudly while carefully watching the movement around her.

But... no one answered, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley all of a sudden.

The desire to leave immediately and the idea of ​​continuing to explore once launched a fierce tug-of-war in her mind.Finally, Aliya looked at the slightly raised pile of leaves and made up her mind—she chose to move forward.

With her right hand still in her pocket, she picked up a thick branch, approached it cautiously, and then poked hard into the middle of the pile of leaves.

There is something under it, a little soft, you can continue to poke it in, turn it, but it doesn't respond, it's a dead thing.

She poked around a few more times, and finally confirmed her thoughts.She took a deep breath and suddenly pushed the fallen leaves away forcefully.When she saw that thing clearly, she couldn't help exclaiming——

It was a corpse. It didn't seem to have died recently, but it decayed unexpectedly slowly in this place full of microorganisms. Instead, it was very dry, as if it had just been moved here.

The fabric on its body was already a bit moldy, and she poked a few holes with a branch to draw threads. Judging by the clothes, it should be the forest guard of this forest or something.Under the cloth, gray and dry skin was exposed, which made people feel that it would be blown away by the wind like fallen leaves at any time and completely melt into the mud.

[This is a gift from McCann Reeve to her. ] Alia thought to herself, and at the same time felt guilty and a little desolate for accidentally harming this corpse.

But she still held back her nausea, bit her lip, and continued to push up with the branch.As the fallen leaves slid down, she gradually saw the man's face clearly - he looked old, fifty or sixty?It should be the oldest among McCann Reeve's victims.Although somewhat decayed, the severed eyelids and slashed lip are still recognizable.

Is this a clown?

No, this is just a madman's farce, absurd and bleak.

Arya's hands trembled, and the branch slipped from her grasp.Looking at the pair of dimmed and even festered eyes, she covered her mouth, but tears still fell down—this was not the first time she saw a corpse, but it would always be so sad.

Wrong wrong, wrong from the beginning.

Yesterday's victim was not "theeighth", but "h". McCann Reeve killed this person at some point and hid him here. The bau people thought he was just fleeing northward randomly, but in fact his destination was here from the beginning——

He didn't come here, but back here!

This person was dead long ago, or should have been before "thefirst".

Aliya didn't know about autopsies, but she had this premonition—it was a certain distance from Florida to this forest, so did McCann Reeve run here first, kill someone, then run back, kill people along the way, and provoke the police?But why did McCann Reeve go to such lengths to kill this guy first instead of killing people along the way in the first place?

Who is this guy?Where did it come from?Where was the body kept before, and what's the point of hiding it?Since I chose to hide it, why should I expose it at this time?

Why?None of this makes sense at all.

Including this corpse, the ratio of male to female deaths is now 7:2 instead of 6:3, plus the age of the victim, does it mean that McCann Reeve did not intend to kill people according to his obliterated personality?

The more I think about it, the worse it gets.A huge sense of crisis hit her face, and Aliya immediately turned around and wanted to run.

But... it's too late.

With a "wow" behind her, Aliya paused suddenly, trying to pull out the gun she had been holding tightly with her hand in her pocket.

"Don't move." The devilish voice sounded, low and startling, "raise your hands."

Arya weighed, took her hand away from the gun, and raised it slowly, beginning to turn around at the same time.When she just turned 90 degrees, she suddenly exerted strength and wanted to rush forward.But the other party seemed to have expected her move, and directly... shot.

There was a sudden pain in her shoulder, Aliya paused, and then the feeling of numbness instantly spread to every corner of her body... A strong anesthesia||gun.This is probably a way to deal with unruly prey.

Arya was slightly unconscious when she fell.

She tried hard to press a button on the phone, but she couldn't control her fingers. She could only watch the fat figure approaching her with the breath of the dead.

Where did McCann Reeve come from?

—he hid under the corpse, waiting with bated breath for her presence with brutal excitement and anticipation.She is so stupid.

Why haven't people from the fbi come... r...

The thought crossed her mind at the last moment.

Aliya closed her eyes, she didn't know if she would have a chance to wake up... But, there was no other choice.

*******

tick, tick...

After an unknown amount of time, Aliya heard the sound of water.There were drops of water dripping from her head, with biting cold and sadness, which made her shiver uncontrollably.

Yes, she's not dead yet.

Alicia opened her eyes and stood up slowly.The good news is that she was not tied up this time; the bad news is that she seems to be trapped in a glass column with a length and width of about 60 cm and a height of more than 2 meters. The items on her body include communication tools and guns for self-defense They were all searched away.She tried, but was unable to break the glass jar, or climb out of it.

She looked around, trying to determine her situation immediately, but soon, in this airtight basement, she saw a person who was thinking about it day and night, and tears immediately fell down.

"Sarah..." Her voice was a little hoarse.

Sarah was trapped in a glass tank of the same style not far from her, and she was half leaning against the wall, unconscious?

"Sarah! Sarah Heidi..." Alia kept patting the glass wall and shouting, but after a long time, Sarah still didn't respond at all.

However, noticing the slight ups and downs in her chest, Aliya breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help biting her hand to make sure she wasn't blind.

They haven't actually met each other for several months, but they had a video more than ten days ago.Sarah has lost a lot of weight. She was already very skinny, and now she looks like a poor girl with only a pair of bones left.There were bruises under her eyes, and her lips were darkly white, like a shriveled doll, beautiful but fragile.Poor Sarah...but just be alive and have a chance.

Arya forced herself to look away, and continued to observe.But apart from a few dim chandeliers, the glass tank they were in, a chair in front of the glass tank, and a digital timer on the ground, there was nothing else.This basement is really simple and casual.

Suddenly, a drop of water fell on her forehead, Aliya raised her hand to wipe it, and looked up - it seemed to be a bucket... Will it fall?How much water can this glass tank hold?

If the height is calculated by [-] meters, no, it doesn't need to be [-] meters... As long as it exceeds her height, it is impossible to swim or climb up here. As long as you stand on tiptoe, you can't reach the air. She, they... will die.

Just as Aliya was contemplating, the only door leading to this basement was opened.A fat man with a bald head squeezed out from behind the door, and walked towards them with a sullen face, every step seemed to step on their hearts.

"Maconn Reeve." Alicia stared at him without blinking, her nails were almost stuck in the flesh because of the force.

Just a few days is enough for her to engrave his figure in her mind.And now, finally, it's time to face each other.

Through a glass wall, Aliya found herself calmer and calmer.It's just...Sarah.She glanced over there vaguely, could she save her?

"Welcome to''. I know you all know me." McCann Reeve pulled out his chair, sat lazily on it, and said, "Looks like we still have one player who hasn't woken up yet." Come here, I have to help you."

As soon as the voice fell, he pressed a button on the remote control in his hand.In the next second, the bucket on Sarah's head was turned over, and a bucket of cold water was poured on her instantly, cooling her from head to toe.At the same time, the empty bucket was quickly replenished, and water was poured into it through the pipe.

Sarah, who was drenched in the water, woke up quickly as he wished. She jumped up screaming, and tried to rush forward with her arms, but she hit the glass wall with her head.

"Sarah! Sarah!" Aliya on the other side slapped the glass on her side vigorously, trying to get her attention, but Sarah, who was overly frightened, couldn't hear anything at all.

"Shut up, you bitch!" McCann Reeve pressed the button again impatiently.

A bucket of water was poured down on the head again without warning.A large amount of water was choked into her nose and mouth, and Sarah choked her throat uncomfortably, coughing continuously, and her bloodshot eyes became more and more red.She finally slumped against the glass wall and fell to the ground. She was in a trance, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

And two buckets of water came down...the water had already flooded her calves.The once beautiful and bright skirt floated on the water surface with dirty mud and dust, but she didn't notice it at all.

"You bastard!" Seeing Sarah's reaction, Alicia couldn't imagine what kind of life this proud young lady has lived these days.She stared at McCann Reeve even more forcefully, wishing to delay him a thousand times.

"It's finally quiet." The instigator leaned back in the chair without any pressure, with an ugly smile on his face.

"So here we go, I call this game 'Death Quiz.'"