i think my neighbor is gay

After returning to the police station, the rest of the people went to interrogate the couple. Only I followed Reid to the reception room. It was a very coincidental coincidence that her new residence was within the jurisdiction of this branch. It didn't matter when she didn't pay attention before, but now once she pays attention, she seems to become very suspicious.

This time, she didn't cry as soon as they met. She sat on the sofa in the reception room and was a little restless. When she saw us entering, she opened her eyes wide and stood up: "Have you found my husband?"

"No, ma'am, we haven't found him yet." Reid looked a bit tough, and he said quickly, "You said before that your husband's time to go home has not changed every day? What is he specifically? Do you remember when you go home?"

"Yes, of course, he has never changed over the years." The lady nodded vigorously, "He arrives home on time at five o'clock every day, and he never misses it. I always laugh at him for pushing himself too much."

"...It's obsessive-compulsive disorder." I sighed dumbfounded, and Reid glanced at me without retorting, "Has he ever taken a selfie? Or taken a picture with you?"

"He has high requirements for photos," the lady showed a sweet smile at the moment, "I didn't take the photos that met his requirements, and he always asked me to delete them. Even if I didn't delete them at that time, he would be alone in the middle of the night." Get up quietly and delete that photo."

It can be seen that this lady really likes her husband, and I couldn't help showing a smile, but Reid frowned, and continued to ask: "Did he become a little different after Ann appeared? ?”

It was the woman in the couple, and the lady showed a puzzled expression when she heard the name: "ann?"

I quickly took out my phone, found the photo of Ann just now, and handed it to her: "This is the person."

"No, I don't know her." The lady's expression was not so sincere, even I could see her panic expression, Reid asked directly: "No, you know her, what's going on?"

"She's just an ordinary guest." The lady gave us a panicked look, "My husband doesn't allow us to get in touch, you know."

"No, you know each other, your husband introduced you to each other." Reid quickly retorted, the lady's face was very ugly, but Reid continued as if he didn't see them, "You know them, your husband still Introduce Peter to you."

r is the man in the couple.

"I really don't know them." The lady's face was pale, and she seemed unable to maintain the lie. She sat down on the sofa with tears all over her face. Reid took a step forward, as if wanting to comfort her , the woman picked up the bag on the sofa and threw it at Reid: "I don't know! I don't know!!"

I quickly stretched out my hand and pulled him behind me, and stood in front of him. The bag hit me directly on the shoulder. Something was very hard, and I felt my arm numb first, and then the burning pain.

"What are you doing, Mrs. Frank!" I yelled, and stepped back while protecting Reid, while protecting myself with my powers, she seemed to have collapsed, crying and shouting while smashing: "I Don't know them! My husband doesn't know them either!"

I regret that I closed the shutters when I came in just now. In order to appease this weak lady, Reid also closed the door, otherwise someone would have come in and pulled her away by now.

"You know them, you even know what your husband did, he killed 23 people, maybe more." Reid continued standing behind me, the lady looked even more agitated, she pulled the He took out a gun and pointed it at us with trembling hands.

She seemed to be in a very bad state of mind, gasping for breath, blinking her eyes vigorously, originally her hands were trembling, and later it even turned into trembling of her whole body, she shook her head and cried out in collapse: "No! You don't know anything. No! You don't know him at all!"

She opened the safety catch, looked at us with wide eyes, with a look of wanting us to die, Reid put one hand on my arm, and leaned forward slightly, almost covering half of me under him , I could see his long eyelashes out of the corner of my eye, he licked his lips and stared at Mrs Frank and said, "Maybe he is your God, but have you ever thought about your son?"

"Jimmy?" She tremblingly called her son's name, as if she suddenly became angry again, and I finally knew what to say at this time, and said in a slow voice: "Yes, Mrs. Frank, you have Thoughts on jimmy? If you shoot now what are we supposed to say to him later? His dad paid for his own mistakes and his mom made more mistakes because of his dad's mistakes Did his mother abandon him because of his father?"

"Jimmy..." Mrs. Frank called out, and seemed to be touched. Her expression was no longer full of despair and suffocation as before, but returned to the initial sadness, but the gun in her hand still did not put down.

Reid slowed down and said, "Your husband left because he didn't want you to be involved in this matter, but now you want to take the initiative to participate?"

"Little jimmy won't want to lose her mother." I quickly followed up on Reid's words, and looked at Mrs. Frank sincerely. She slowly put down the gun and returned to the weak and helpless look at the beginning. Reid left Go up, slowly take away the gun in her hand, and hand it back to me, I quickly took it, not knowing where to put it.

He stood in front of Mrs. Frank and looked down at her slightly. Mrs. Frank cried and said, "My husband...he must not be the person you are looking for, you must have made a mistake!"

"If he is not, we will definitely give him justice." Reid's tone was very gentle, but he could hear that he would not back down because of Mrs. Frank's tears.

I don't know what I should say or do at this time, I can only stand behind Reid and watch him talk to Mrs. Frank, and feel that the more I get in touch with him, the more I like him, and I can't even look at him from his eyes. move away.

The door of the reception room opened at the right time and pushed the door in. He smiled when he saw us, and then said to Mrs. Frank who was crying on the sofa: "Ma'am, we are sorry, but Ann has already confessed."

Mrs. Frank's crying suddenly became louder and she comforted her with a gentle smile: "Jimmy's father did something wrong, but this matter should not involve the next generation, right? You are a good mother, I believe You will educate him well."

"I will." Mrs. Frank couldn't see the madness just now, she even watched with tears in her eyes, "Jimmy will be a very good person...and Bobby, if, if you really find him, Will you allow me to see him?"

"Of course, ma'am." I promised with a smile, and then led us out of the reception room. I handed him the gun obediently, and he held it in his hand and said to us without looking at it, "Garcia didn't track down Bobby's Credit card, except for withdrawing thousands of cash in the county next to the farm in the past two years, he has never touched cash since then, and the credit card in his name has not been touched."

"My God?!" I felt a little unbelievable, how could a few thousand dollars be enough to live for two years?Moreover, the use of credit cards has become very popular. It is actually a very powerful thing for him to be able to resist using them all the time. The eyes I saw kept staring at me, and Reid didn't mean to speak. He immediately understood that this should be teaching me. , I thought for a while and said: "He may work in those small rural restaurants, the kind that pays in cash."

"It's possible, is there anything else?" Maintaining a smile, I asked encouragingly, and I thought about it again, "Maybe we can trace the credit cards of those victims, maybe they will have clues."

Widening his smile, he continued to ask me: "What if he takes the victim's cash and finds the next target after the money runs out?"

I couldn't answer, haha ​​laughed twice, and patted me on the shoulder: "There are ready-made clues, why not use them? What you think is not wrong, but we can start directly from Ann and the others. When there are clues interfering , you have to find your own direction."

...So you are deliberately biasing my thinking?

I nodded helplessly and seemed to be happy to end this test. I turned my head and said to Reid: "Ann said they don't know where Bobby is, and they just maintain online contact. Garcia has checked I found out the IP over there, and confirmed that he was traveling all the way. The last time he appeared on the Internet-that is, yesterday, his IP was still in an Internet cafe in San Antonio, and that Internet cafe was two streets away from the police station. "

"So he has been watching us?" The sheriff who listened for a while frowned and asked, even after saying such words, he still smiled and nodded without any haste: "I'm afraid that's the case. .”

"Then let's go now..." The sheriff hurriedly wanted to leave but stopped him: "He should have known the news that Ann was caught, after all, our movement is not small, isn't it?"

"So what should we do now?" The sheriff asked eagerly. Reid seemed to know the idea, and he took up the conversation naturally. He frowned slightly. Once he talked about the case, he seemed very confident. He looked directly at Looking at the sheriff, he made a gesture with his hand: "In fact, he is a very conceited person. He feels that there is nothing he cannot do in his own territory. Even if the place legally belongs to someone else, he will I feel like I'm in charge there."

"So we should go back to that wood now." I saw what he meant.

Nodded: "Yes, he will choose to meet the end there."