[CM] THE CASE

I love you because the whole universe conspired to bring me to you. ——"The Shepherd Boy's Fantastic Journey"

Garcia took off her glasses and pinched the bridge of her nose hard.Excessive use of the eyes made her eyes bloodshot, looking inexplicably terrifying.

"This vulnerability can remotely turn on the camera and automatically copy the email," Garcia said. "I failed to trace the IP of the other party. He is very smart. If I didn't log out in time, your information would probably fall into his hands. "

Hotch nodded to her: "Thank you."

Emily asked, "So, Griffith was actually being watched all the time?"

"No, the cameras don't run all the time," Garcia said. "According to the records, the cameras are turned on mostly at night, ranging from a few days to a few weeks, and up to a month. It's not so much surveillance. , It would be better to say..." Garcia thought for a while, and made an analogy: "That is, if you have a friend and you suddenly want to see him, you can run downstairs to his house to have a look."

"No, that's not it." Hotch cut her off.

Garcia was at a loss: "What?"

Emily immediately understood what he was trying to say: "Garcia, have you noticed any patterns?"

"Rule? No, these times are very scattered, there is no gradual pattern." Garcia said here, and suddenly remembered something, "However, in the beginning, it was turned on every day."

Hotch pondered for a moment: "He was relieved, maybe because he found out about Griffith's social relationship."

Griffith is a man with very simple social relationships.He's home alone most of the time, with no parties or events.It is not difficult to understand that neither forensic medicine nor criminal psychology is easy to master knowledge.He doesn't have Reid's high IQ, and these things must have taken a lot of his time and energy.According to the information they have so far, apart from the Chinese restaurant owner who helped Griffith during his school days, Griffith's friends are the Nelson family during the forensic period.And whether his former classmates or colleagues, they are just acquaintances with him.No one knows how an excellent FBI agent can live as a marginal person.

Emily analyzed: "If we assume that this person wants to have a relationship with Griffith, then once he finds out that his social relationship is so simple and there is not much threat, then he does it like treating his belongings, such as a It's just a well-behaved pet, occasionally to see if he is doing well."

"Arrogance," Hotch said. "He feels confident."

"But," Emily puzzled, "why did he choose this time to strike?"

Hotch looked at Garcia: "You just said that you think this matter has something to do with James Griffith?"

Garcia was suddenly named, and quickly put on his glasses: "Ah, yes, I found that Griffith has been following the news about Las Vegas, isn't that where James is from?"

Emily kept up with the idea: "If it's James, he is very important to Griffith. It can be said that the core of Griffith's life is his adoptive father. The career he chooses and the news he pays attention to are all paying tribute to him. Now he has received a letter from James. News of death, he..."

"He's at his most vulnerable right now," Hotch said. "He's shooting now to…"

It was to sneak in and control him completely.

This man is not only arrogant, but also patient.His purpose is clear, his methods are fierce, and he is definitely a ruthless character.

Emily blinked, knowing that. Although Garcia couldn't understand the meaning of the second half of Hotch's sentence, she sensitively sensed a chill.This made her even more overwhelmed.

"We've got direction," Hotch said, "check Griffith's shallow connections, focus on the apartment building. Also, find out who gave him the 'gift' and keep him from knowing it's wrong. This person should have a certain social status and a high IQ. Maybe he has been an outstanding talent since he was a child."

"No, this is contradictory." Emily tapped on her notebook, "I checked Griffith's apartment building, and there is no such person. People who can meet Griffith every day should be low social status, unremarkable people .If it is of high social status, it is impossible to find it from Griffith's network."

Hotch didn't speak.

Emily is right, stalkers are mostly timid men.Why is such an arrogant person willing to hide in the dark and observe him secretly?Is it because he is afraid of his FBI status?

If James hadn't died, wouldn't he have been hiding behind the scenes and peeping silently all his life?

The conference room fell silent. Garcia couldn't help but yawned.

Her distress was noticed by Hotch, and Hotch looked at the time: "Here it is, Garcia goes to rest first, you are doing well."

Garcia's eyes were still full of tears. Hearing this, she immediately felt relieved of sleepiness, and it seemed that she could stay up all night.

Emily smiled: "Thank you, Garcia."

Garcia endured it for a long time, but still couldn't hold back a bright smile.

"Emily, let's go visit Miss Nelson," Hotch said. "The meeting is over."

"Mr. Walker, Miss Nelson." Hotch shook hands with them, and Emily followed closely, getting Sally's smile: "Come in, my father said, you are all good agents."

"Mr. Nelson has won the award." Hotch nodded. "We came to find out about Griffith, and I think you should have heard."

Of course I heard about it, Griffith didn't have many friends, and when she heard that Hotch was coming to visit, Sally had already inquired about it from her father.But Mr. Nelson repeatedly assured that Griffith would not be in danger, so Sally could barely relax.

"If you have any questions, we will definitely let you know." Sally said.Her clenched hands were gently pushed away by Walker, and replaced by their hands clasping each other, as if giving each other support.

Emily saw this detail in her eyes: "You and Griffith have a good relationship, don't you?"

"Yes, he helped my sister find the murderer. He often came to visit me when I was in the hospital. Foster is a very gentle person. He doesn't have many friends, but he treats his friends with sincerity from the heart." Sally said Here, a small smile appeared, "I am very grateful to him, he helped me a lot."

"So, as far as you know, does Griffith have any enemies?"

Sally thought for a while, then shook her head: "Sorry, I don't know. It's hard to imagine who would have an enmity with him."

"Foster used to be a forensic doctor, but now he's a detective. Could it be a criminal he caught?" Walker guessed.

Unlikely, forensic doctors seldom have direct contact with criminals, and as members of the behavior analysis team, they only provide testing and writing. Even so, Hotch's danger should be much greater than Griffith's.But this is not a way of thinking, Hotch sent someone to investigate yesterday.

"Have you noticed anything unusual about Griffith? For example, has he received any news from anyone in the past month?"

When Griffith chatted with Sally, he rarely mentioned his situation. Sally naturally didn't know.

Emily asked a few more questions one after another. Sally knew very little, and Walker, whose relationship with Griffith was not as close as Sally's, expressed helplessness. Hotch and Emily had to leave.

When they walked downstairs and were about to get in the car and leave, Emily suddenly pulled Hotch: "Wait."

"how?"

"Look at the street corner." Emily lowered her voice, "It seems that someone is watching."

Hotch pressed his palm to signal her to get into the car, don't act rashly.

They got into the car and didn't leave in a hurry. Hotch observed carefully for a while and said, "It's our people."

The FBI's working model is very recognizable to them. Hotch started the engine and said to Emily, "Sit down, we don't have to interfere."

"Yes, sir."

Reid didn't sleep well all night.

His dreams were a mess, all Griffith.For a while, it was Griffith sitting in the office, talking and laughing with his colleagues; whispering in a language he didn't understand.

That complicated language is like a natural barrier, keeping everyone out of his world.His sadness, anger, and pain were all stored in his heart, and Reid took a look at it from a distance, and felt like retreating.

However, his life and death are unknown now.

It has been more than ten hours since he disappeared. As soon as Reid thought of this, his consciousness immediately broke away from the dream.But his body needs sleep, so the eyelids are still pressed heavily in the distance.The dreamland then became hell, like a bayonet stabbing into the softest part of his heart.

He couldn't help but start to regret: why should he retire?Is it necessary to watch him continue to wallow in pain and save others by self-harm over and over again?

It can be because that person is good-looking, it can be because of a certain sentence said by that person, it can be because of a certain gift given by that person, or there is no reason at all, just because I happen to meet someone who can walk The person who enters the heart.But walking into the heart and staying in it are two different things. At this moment, Reid suddenly felt a strong desire from the bottom of his heart—he wanted Griffith to live in his heart, safe and sound, without wind or waves.

"If he comes back," Reid thought, "I'm not letting go."

The author has something to say: the part about Garcia technology is nonsense, just take a look

I'm busy when school starts, I'll try my best to get Griffith back as soon as possible