i think my neighbor is gay

The next period of time passed smoothly, I usually went to school to attend classes, and I took time to go to the FBI Academy to receive training, and I was so busy every week, Laura seemed to have no other sequelae except that she was no longer in love, and Reid followed Bau out Several missions, I heard that he went to Los Angeles, met some celebrities there, and solved a case with bau by the way.

I'm so busy that I don't even have time for weekend dates, I'm so envious of him!He was still free and flew to Los Angeles to see the art exhibition!Throw my girlfriend at home to write a thesis!Shouldn't he accompany me through this difficult time? !

Why did you go to see your old classmates and watch the art exhibition by the way!Or he is willing to help me solve my thesis is also good!

In short, due to various reasons, during the few months since our relationship was confirmed, he and I basically didn’t go out on a date. Either he was investigating cases outside or I was too busy to go out. Occasionally, when one party was free, we would read books at the other party’s home. Watching old movies, I think this kind of feeling is actually very good, but it doesn't feel like being in love in the traditional sense if you don't go out on a date.

This kind of busyness didn't get better until I took the summer vacation. During the summer vacation, I went to the FBI academy for three days to receive training, and two days to go to BAU to work. In fact, I was no more leisurely than when I was not on vacation.

Except that being able to work with reid can arouse my interest a little bit, the rest of the things are enough to make me put on a lifeless expression, especially the increasingly tiring fbi courses.

Now I finally found out that my courses are different from those of the junior FBI agents who have undergone short-term training. I don’t know how S.H.I.E.L.D. I learned the use of firearms, and was forced to listen to many courses of different majors, and learned a lot of seemingly irrelevant knowledge, but this is also good, at least now I can probably understand the profiling of bau , so as not to be confused.

Halfway through the summer vacation, I finally came across another case—this was an arson case in a small town. Due to the high frequency of crimes, although there were not many casualties, the local police still chose to ask bau for help.

The location of that small town is very remote, surrounded by woods, Bau's plane flew over and couldn't even find a suitable place to stop, and finally cleared the largest parking lot in the town before letting us land.

The sheriff here is a middle-aged man, he looks very kind, and everyone is very cooperative when he directs the residents here to drive the car away in the parking lot. Obviously, the popularity here is very good. I saw many people chatting with him.

We followed hotch and walked to the sheriff. After he finished talking with those people, we walked over to him. He shook hands with him and introduced us. After the sheriff greeted us, he turned his head and said goodbye to the villagers. , took us to the police station.

It wasn't until he entered the police station that the kind smile on his face disappeared. He showed a worried expression and sighed to us: "This is my hometown. There have been no serious crimes for decades. I didn't expect it to happen in my hometown." Such a thing happened during my tenure, I don’t care about the evaluation, I just hope to solve the case as soon as possible, so I asked bau to come here to help.”

"Do you have any guesses?" Hotch asked, and the sheriff shook his head: "No, I've talked to my men and everyone in town, but there's no clue—you know, such a 1000 In a small town with many people, it only takes two days for all the conversations."

"Yes." Hotch nodded slightly, and then looked at the somewhat small police station, "Can you ask someone to take my people to the scene?"

The sheriff nodded and called several uniformed officers to turn around and say to us: "Morgan and Elle go to the first scene, Reid and follow me to the nearest one, JJ and Hotch go to the victim."

We acted quickly, and Reid and I went to the latest scene, which was a bar, and the fire started from the toilet. I heard from the people at the scene that they were drinking at the bar at that time, and suddenly someone Running from the toilet and yelling that it was on fire, I don't know who set it on fire, but until the fire truck got here, the fire had only just reached the front of the bar.

", what are you thinking?" After calling my name, I organized my thoughts and replied: "Listening to the description, that unsub doesn't seem to have any intention of hurting anyone, but this can't explain why he set fires so frequently, so frequently and continuously. Shouldn’t there be more and more victims of crimes?”

The more I talked, the more I struggled, and I couldn't help but start to doubt my own thinking, but Reid quickly picked up the words: "What's even more strange is that unsub doesn't have any preferences. It started as a small restaurant. There were no consequences beyond a few people; then there was a movie theater where several people were burned and are now in the hospital with non-life-threatening injuries; then a week ago, again a restaurant where several people were burned; the closest location was Here it is, last night's fire, no casualties - the locations don't appear to be connected."

The cordon was raised and we walked in. The inside of the bar was in a mess, there were some broken glass on the floor, and the left edge of the wooden bar was dark. It seemed that it was burned last night. Traces of fire.

We walked in along the traces, and there was a toilet inside. Since there were no windows, even though it was broad daylight, the lights were still on inside. Since the fire had not spread, the electrical system here was still functional, and it saved us from taking flashlights everywhere. up.

There is a bit of water on the floor of the toilet. It should be the water left over from yesterday's fire extinguishing. It was a little slippery when walking on it. I carefully maintained my balance and looked around the men's toilet. Reid leaned towards me and pulled silently. caught my arm.

I looked at him, he was looking there, quickly looked away, turned his head around but didn't look at me, and found unusual places around him, I glanced at the place where I was walking The ones at the front obediently began to look for clues.

Soon Reid found the clue. He narrowed his eyes slightly, let go of my arm, took out a pair of blue disposable gloves from his pocket, put them on his hands, and said quickly: "It looks like the fire started here."

He walked into a compartment, touched the door panel with a burnt hole through his gloves, and frowned a little puzzled: "This is very strange, this position is not convenient at all, even a match should not It’s the right place to start burning from here.”

"It looks like he accidentally burned it." I looked at the big hole on the door panel and compared it. It was almost a little higher than where my hand naturally hangs down. It should be the height of a male's hanging hand. I had already walked around the whole toilet, came to us, touched the hole with gloves on and said, "No discarded matches, no cigarette butts, nothing left here that could start a fire."

I took a look at the toilet in the cubicle we were in. There was no floating object in it. If the unsub ignited the fire here in a panic, it should have thrown the things in the toilet. It makes no sense to remember to flush it Go down or take away.

But if it was planned, it is impossible to ignite in such a difficult place, which is really strange.

I looked at them incomprehensibly, expecting them to give me an answer, and frowned slightly, as if a little confused. Reid directly frowned and stared at the door panel, very confused.

Well, it seems that they don't quite understand either.

I lowered my hand and gestured at that position. I really had no clue at all, so I had to give up researching this.

We simulated the escape route of the guests last night at the bar again, walked out all the way, stood at the door and thought for a while, and said to the police officer who brought us here: "We are going to the restaurant where the accident happened last week. .”

The restaurant is not far from the bar - of course, this town only has a total of more than 1000 people, even the building farthest from the bar can be called "not far away", and the police are driving in front The police car, we followed behind in an SUV, but in less than 5 minutes, we arrived at the restaurant.

The outside of the restaurant is surrounded by the same yellow cordon as the bar, and it is surrounded by large glass on the side of the street. The light inside is very good. The restaurant is not too small, and the extent of the burn is much worse than that of the bar. The accident happened during the daytime, according to witnesses Said that there was a fire at one table for no reason, and the fire spread quickly. The people at the surrounding tables were burned, but not very seriously, and they all managed to escape in the end.

The sign of the restaurant was originally red, but now it has been smoked black. The fire almost destroyed the entire restaurant.

It may be that the people who escaped were too panicked at that time. The tables and chairs in the restaurant were very messy and some were knocked over. It was difficult to see where the fire started.

The eyewitness's memory of that day was too confusing. He couldn't remember exactly where the fire started that day. He only knew that it was a few tables in the center of the restaurant. Also pretty fast, so no injuries.

"Did you notice who was holding a lighter or a match?" asked with a slight frown. The witnesses who were called thought about it carefully, shook their heads, pursed their lips and turned to look at the burnt dining tables. , did not speak any more.

Reid tilted his head slightly and asked: "So have you noticed who is abnormal? The attitude towards you is different?"

"No, we all know each other, this restaurant is very popular in the town, almost the whole town has been there, we always talk to each other when we eat here, nothing unusual that day, we chatted before the fire started Very pleasant." A witness said, I thought for a while and pointed to the tables in the middle and asked: "You said you know each other, so do you remember the people who sat at these tables that day?"

"Yes, evan, alex..." He reported seven or eight names in a row, then frowned and said uncertainly: "That's all, I think."

"Dude, you missed Ryan." A middle-aged man standing outside the cordon yelled, and the witness slapped his head and said, "Ah yes, and Ryan, it should be these people."

"Who is that?" He showed his trademark cute smile again, pointed to the middle-aged man standing outside and asked, the witness glanced at us and said, "Billy is the boss here, he is a very nice person .”

I went to chat with the boss, and I took the police car to go back. I drove back to the police station with Reid. As soon as I entered the police station, I heard hotch calling us: "Garcia is calling."

The mobile phone in his hand was different from the one he usually used. I looked at it strangely, and Reid leaned towards me slightly, and said softly: "It's too remote here, ordinary mobile phones have no signal, the fbi sent us a satellite Telephone."

...then why didn't I?It's really unscientific.

Reid took a quick look at me, tiptoed with his lips pursed, cleared his throat, and said, "They said we'd have one - but I think they said that because they had one less."

Well, this reason is really well-founded and completely convinced me.