[CM] THE CASE

If there is no love in this world, what meaning will it have in our hearts!This is like a revolving lantern without light. - Goethe

Because they didn't have any evidence that Wilson was hiding Hill, there was no search warrant, which also meant they couldn't make an arrest.

So with the identity determined, BAU is in yet another impasse.

"If we can't prove that Hill is a criminal, then we have nothing to do with him." Greenaway shook his head dejectedly, "What should we do?"

"We're going to lure him out," Morgan said. "The town…"

"No, no." Hotch caught Morgan's intentions in the beginning of the sentence, so he hurriedly interrupted Morgan, "We can't take this risk. Hill's criminal methods are too fast, and we can't guarantee the safety of volunteers." .And there are too many uncertain factors in the woods, we may not be able to successfully lure him out."

"But do we have any other option than to do that? Instead of him looking for his next victim where we don't know, let's use this to give him away."

Hotch still disagrees: "But we don't know how Hill found his victim, which means we can't be sure that Hill will definitely take the bait."

The question was practical, and Morgan knew it.He couldn't solve the problem for a while, so he stopped arguing with Hotch.

The first proposal was rejected.

Reid leaned against the table listening, or rather, thinking.There was Ann Collier's information in his hand, and his eyes fell on the first page of the document, which recorded Ann's life and the last sentence: "The whereabouts of the body are unknown."

corpse...

"Usually, dead bodies are important to necrophilia," Reid said. "We've vandalized his dump site, taken the body, and so far he hasn't moved. Why?"

Gideon looked at Reid approvingly: "Because these people are not what Hill really cares about."

"What he really cares about is Ann." Greenaway answered, she obviously understood what Reid meant, "We need to find out where he hid Ann, so that we can really piss him off and make him mess up."

Griffith asked, "But how are we going to find the body?"

"Don't worry," Greenaway said with a proud smile, "We still have Reid."

It took Griffith ten minutes to fully realize what Greenaway's "we still have Reid" meant.

Reid first asked someone for a satellite map of the woods, and then for markers of different colors.After these preparations were completed, Morgan got through to Garcia, who sorted out more detailed information about Hill.

"So, Hill's father died when he was young, and he lived with his mother." Garcia's voice was mixed with the sound of typing on the keyboard. "Well... Then, his mother reported him missing, which happened to be the day Ann was buried."

"He's been hiding at Wilson's place since probably that day," Morgan said.

"And Mrs. Hill took drugs and was sent to rehab. During that time, Hill was cared for by Wilson."

"Then Wilson will have a big influence on Hill. Sweetheart, go check on Wilson."

"Aha, you guys have to thank me for doing this~" Garcia said proudly, "Wilson used to be a hunter, and when he took care of Hill, he often took him with him, and they even had a hunting game together won an award."

"He knows the forest," Gideon said.

"Yes, sir." Garcia's voice suddenly became serious.Then she lowered her voice: "Oh, you didn't say it was hands-free!"

"Sorry, honey," Morgan said unapologetically but sweetly. "Continue?"

"Well, Wilson did military service. His grades were excellent but his psychiatrist thought he had PTSD, plus a leg injury, so he's discharged."

"PTSD..." Reid muttered, drawing a circle on the map, "This is a cemetery, it belongs to Wilson, and Hill will definitely not hide the body here."

"Wilson is very controlling, his therapist said."

"If this is the case, the private space of Hill living with Wilson will be compressed. In addition, Wilson must have a deeper understanding of the forest than Hill, and it is still difficult to hide Ann in a place where Wilson can't find it." Reid frowned. Frowning, "Garcia, when is Wilson serving in the military?"

"Well... 1987 to 2001, what?"

"It was reported in 2000 that they turned part of the abandoned farmland into forests and expanded the vegetation coverage." Reid said, "Garcia, send me the map of Grayson Town before 2000."

"Teleporting... Done."

Another map appeared on the laptop. Before Griffith could see the map on the computer clearly, Reid had already circled an area with a red pen: "This is a newly added forest area. Wilson's leg is injured and he can no longer hunt. , so he will not go to the forest again, which means that he will not understand the changes in the forest. He must have never been to this area. For Hill, this is an absolutely safe and absolutely private place."

"In other words, Ann's body will definitely be there."

Hill gathered the skirt of his shirt, as if trying to hide himself.He still doesn't like crowded places, every time he feels very scared.

The crowd was too dense, and the carbon dioxide he breathed made him feel suffocated, and there were so many temperatures and sounds, it was not cute at all.

"You shouldn't think like that," the girl in my memory who liked white skirts held her hand, "People have warmth, and it is because of warmth that we know how to love."

lie.My mother has warmth, but she doesn't love me; my uncle also has warmth, but he stuck a knife into my palm because I was playing with a doll.

Hill remembered that he refuted her like this at the time, but he didn't take his hand away.Probably because the girl was wearing a skirt, and her shivering body had almost no temperature, like a dead person.But now, that girl has long since become a corpse, buried by him in his castle, and she is the princess that only he can appreciate.

She belongs to me, and she will never persuade me to like those horrible creatures, because she is what I like and what they hate.We're all hated by them, that's why we should be together, shouldn't we?

Hill laughed silly.He leaned close to his doll, put his nose on the doll's nose, and said in a coaxing tone, "Hey, let's go see mother, shall we?"

The doll was still grinning, with a twisted mouth.

Hill then took a detour.He is very familiar with this road, because the doll and he both miss Ann, and they go to see her every day.

Under the withered leaves, under the rotten banyan tree, the woman he loves the most is there.Women like her are just his toys.He just missed Ann too much to be mistaken.They are all inferior to Ann, only Ann is the most beautiful.

But today, what's different.

Hill saw the men again.Yellow clothes, police caps, and dogs.They rushed in rashly and searched under the banyan tree.

They trespassed on his territory, and this time they wanted to take away his princess! !

No!

Hill saw a black man standing where Ann was sleeping, and beside him, a yellow man was squatting there, looking up and talking to him.The black man nodded, and called the yellow suit next to him, who was still holding a shovel.The black man pointed to the ground, and the yellow-clothed shovel inserted it without hesitation...

Do not! ! ! ! !

Hill didn't know if he called it out.Because those people were looking at him, their eyes were like monsters eating people. Hill just knew he couldn't let them get away with it.

He didn't even care about the doll anymore, but just jumped on it, knocked down the yellow clothes, but was twisted by the black man's arm and pressed to the ground. Hill struggled and screamed, and the black man had to twist his arm even harder, almost dislocating his shoulder.

Dead leaves stuck to his clothes, like Ann's touch; but Hill couldn't protect Ann anymore.

Ann... Ann...

Someone was shouting loudly in his ear, but he couldn't hear it.He was finally tired and could only murmur Ann's name as if it were a spell.

Griffith stepped out of the way and let Morgan walk away with Hill on his back.The murderer looked in a trance, especially when he persistently looked back at the place where he had just dropped the shovel.The police appeared to be frightened by Hill, and the police dog was still barking frantically.

"Keep digging," Griffith said to the distracted policeman. "There must be Ann's body down here."

Then he planned to follow Morgan to leave, but found that Hill's gaze was still in the direction he had rushed over just now.

Griffith hesitated for a moment, turned away and walked there.

On the ground is a rag doll, handmade. Griffith pulled rubber gloves from his pocket and put them on before the doll picked them up.After pinching it, I found that there seemed to be something wrapped in the cotton.

Griffith took out the utility knife that he carried with him, carefully cut open the doll and pushed aside the cotton.Then, he froze.

The doll contained some small bones, small and incomplete, but clean and obviously washed.

It is the human bone in the embryonic stage.

Between fire and light, Griffith understood.The police have dug up Ann's body, but Hill wasn't buried deep enough. Griffith walked over, enduring the smell of decay, and carefully observed the position of the pelvis.

Sure enough, Ann was pregnant.

Are they lovers?

"Griffith?"

Gideon came over at some point.

Griffith showed Gideon the baby's bones: "Ann is pregnant, and the baby may be Hill's."

Gideon gave an "um" and said, "Let's go, the case is closed."

He was not touched, probably because he has seen too many such things. Griffith looked at the old man's straight back, finally put the bone into the evidence bag, and followed.

Will one day, he also become indifferent?

The author has something to say: First of all, I would like to apologize to everyone.Today's college entrance examination, our school is an examination room, so we have to make up lessons yesterday, and today is a holiday, so yesterday's update has been delayed until today.I forgot to say last week, sorry~

After this case is over, I have to stop updating, but please don't worry!Girl I will finish it, I will!

See you in a year, bye~