i think my neighbor is gay

That James lives in a small apartment. The building seems to be old, and the rent should not be expensive. When Reid and I went in, the security guard downstairs didn't stop us, but just glanced at us and turned away.

s lived on the third floor, and Reid and I walked up the stairs, and I blocked him. He seemed very unhappy, but he didn't refute, just silently pulled out the gun and held it in his hand.

Although the walls in the corridor look a bit old, the lights above the head are not dark. It seems that the conditions here are not too bad. I walked slowly to the door of James' house and found that the door of his house was open a crack. The light was on, and I couldn't help turning my head to look at Reid. He looked at the door, then at me, and nodded at me with the gun in his hands.

I clenched my fist with my right hand and then released it, reaching out and pushing the door open.

I was mentally prepared for what I was about to see, but I didn't know until I was inside that it was the worst possibility I could have ever imagined.

There was a person lying on the ground in the middle of the living room opposite the door. There was a pool of obvious blood on the wooden floor. I licked my lips and walked closer. His face was familiar, and he seemed to be seen in school before, but Before today I couldn't match his face with his name, and after today I don't think I can forget it either.

He had short brown hair and he lay face up with a bullet hole in his forehead and his eyes were open, green eyes that had lost any light, and I stared at his face and my mind kind of emptied out.

"." Reid has already turned around the apartment. He is now standing at the heels of the corpse, looking down at the ground, and calling my name. I just came back to my senses and walked over to him to see look at the ground.

It was written in dark red on the ground: [This is a warning, because you never take my words to heart. 】

I turned my head to look at Reid, and he nodded at me with a serious expression: "It's blood."

There was a black mobile phone next to the line of words, it should be the mobile phone that Unsub used to call Laura, Reid took out the mobile phone and dialed 911, I thought about it, took out the mobile phone and called Laura.

She picked it up quickly: "Is s all right?"

"Laura, don't get excited..." I could hear the urgency in her voice, and she seemed to have some premonition, and she suddenly became depressed: "What happened to James? That pervert hit him again?"

"...he was killed." I really didn't want to tell her this news, but after all, it was a murder case, and unsub left such obvious clues, Laura would definitely be asked by the police to make a statement, instead of waiting for the police to find her directly Tell her the news when I come to the door, it's better for me to tell her now, at least let her be prepared, "The police will definitely look for you in a while, you...don't be too sad."

There was a slight sob on the phone, and after a while Laura asked me, "Did he get killed because of me? It was my fault."

"No," Reid had already finished the phone call and gestured to me. I comforted Laura on the phone and walked towards the door. This is to protect the scene. We can't move around in the room to prevent accidental damage. I stood at the door of the room and said to Laura, "Honey, you can't think like this, how can you blame this? It's all about that unsub."

"...unsub?" Laura repeated the word she didn't understand while crying. This is a good sign, which means that she was distracted by me. I imitated the legato like reid, and sped up the speech to give her science. : "Abbreviation for unknown criminal suspect."

Reid turned his head and looked at me, his whole face wrinkled in confusion, he looked very cute, although I saw the corpse just now, but because he was by my side, my mood is not too bad now, I can't help it She bared her teeth and smiled at him.

He shrank his neck back as if startled, stared at me with wide eyes, and then looked away.

Hahaha it's just too cute!

Laura has also stopped crying, she sniffed, and said in a nasal voice: "You must be imitating Reid, how can you like others and bully others like you."

"No bullying?!" I retorted, then turned my head and pretended to be okay after glancing at Reid, "I like him so much, why would I bully him!"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Reid turn around and look at me again, and I felt a little hot at the base of my ears.

"Let's talk about it when you dare to confess." Laura seemed to have regained her strength, and laughed in a nasal voice, "I'm dead."

I feel that she is in a good mood now, so I didn't say much, said goodbye to her, and hung up the phone.

Reid turned his head and glanced at me, then quickly looked away: "Well... how is she?"

"What else can I do? I feel very guilty." I sighed. There is no way to do this. If James hadn't confessed to Laura, he should be fine. Although it's all due to that crazy unsub, but It is understandable for Laura to feel that she is to blame for all this.

"But it wasn't her fault," Reid said, and I nodded. "Yeah, we both know it wasn't her fault, but it will take time."

He stopped talking.

There was a murder case, and the police came very quickly. It took about 911 minutes from the time Reid dialed 5 to when they arrived here. Our old acquaintance Shawn was also among them. He couldn't help complaining when he saw me. One sentence: "wtf?!! How can I always meet you?!"

I don't want to either!Who wants to appear at the murder scene!please!

I rolled my eyes at him, and the rest of his officers laughed.

Reid has helped here at least twice, they should not be unfamiliar to me, everyone is acquaintances, and they didn't strictly question anything, those police officers greeted us and went in, only Shawn was very unhappy Said: "It is true that wherever you are, there are murders."

... How can I have such a peculiar function, I am not the elementary school student of death in the comics.

I ignored him and he stormed in the door.

After confirming that there was a murder case, they called the police station. It was already night, and there were not many people left behind in the police station, but everyone who could come came. Soon the scene was blocked. Shawn with a stinky face becomes very excited once he encounters such a murder case, and I feel uncomfortable when I see his faintly fanatical expression.

How can it be like this, not only is he not afraid but excited when he sees a dead person, he will have psychological problems sooner or later if this continues.

Of course, I just think about this kind of thing in my heart. He was still a conscientious and responsible policeman when handling the case, and he didn't have any strange behaviors except a little hyperactivity. It doesn't look right to him anymore.

He knocked on the door next door, with unconcealable excitement in his tone: "Did you hear anything after seven o'clock tonight?"

The next door was a girl with makeup on, probably a college student, she looked at the room surrounded by the yellow cordon, and shook her head in fear: "I just came home and asked him... ?”

"He was killed." Shawn said such words, but his tone was not heavy at all. I couldn't help but look at Reid. He was frowning and pursing his lips slightly, looking in Shawn's direction with some unacceptable.

It seems that he also felt that such a tone was wrong, it was not my illusion.

A police officer walked up to us and looked at Shawn with us. He sighed and said: "Shawn is a good boy with a special sense of justice. I heard that he has longed to be a police officer since he was a child. He has always been the first in the police academy. One, but the director has always refused to let him get in touch with too many big cases, and he has complained to me."

I turned my head to look at him. It was the old policeman I met at the beginning. He smiled gently: "Miss, he is not targeting you, but he is just in a bad mood... The chief said he still needs to grind it out." Just do it."

As a former victim, I nodded in agreement. If Shawn with this attitude is allowed to come into contact with the murder case, it would be really scary, and the family members of the victim would be scared to death.

"So he is always very excited when he encounters such a case?" Reid also turned his head, and the old policeman nodded: "Yes—shawn!"

He suddenly yelled loudly, then quickly said "sorry" to us, and walked to Shawn's side, and I saw that poor neighbor was scared to cry... Speaking of which, when I first saw him, I also It was pretty scary, especially since I was a victim back then.

The old police officer apologized to the girl, and held Shawn to educate him for a while, then I turned to look at Reid: "Aren't you calling Hotch?"

He looked at me with wide eyes, and shook his head: "No, bau can't participate in this case yet, the local police department didn't send us an invitation."

I knew this result a long time ago, so I could only shrug my shoulders. There is no way, I always trust bau more than the local police department.

The sheriff didn't come in a hurry until this time, he saw us as soon as he went upstairs, and walked over quickly: "Miss Dr. Reid, why are you here?"

"I'm the reporter." Reid pursed his lips and said, "We found the body."

"We are here to cooperate with your investigation." I looked at the director with a smile, and he frowned, telling us to wait for a while, and then we went into the room to look around before asking us in person: "Do you know the victim? "

Both Reid and I shook our heads, and the sheriff asked strangely, "Then why are you here at this time?"

"My friend received a call, it may be from Unsub, she felt very worried, so she asked me and Reid to take a look." I didn't intend to hide anything, and told the sheriff everything about Laura, He frowned while listening: "So you think it's that stk who did it?"

"I don't think that the details need to be investigated, but now we should find out that stk." Reid quickly analyzed his speech, and he looked very charming when he was serious. He frowned slightly, and subconsciously worked with both hands Gestures, as if discussing a topic with another doctor, "Whether it is him or not, only by finding him can we rule out other suspicions."

"So what if it's that stk? What will happen to him in the end?" the sheriff asked, Reid gave me a quick look before he licked his lips and frowned and spoke, his eyes looked down slightly, as if he didn't want to mention This topic: "STK's final target will always be the stalked, if it is always not accepted, he will only have two options, one is to commit suicide, and the other is to kill his target."

I listened to his analysis, and I was a little speechless. Reid continued: "According to our unsub's current behavior, the possibility of choosing the former is very small, but what we don't know is that before he finds the target, How many people will it kill?"