i think my neighbor is gay

When we returned to the police station from the forensic laboratory, we met a somewhat distressed sheriff at the corner. He stared at his phone for a while before looking up. We greeted him unavoidably: "Police long."

He pulled out a grin, the stress of these days making him look a few years older, and he nodded at us and walked into the police station.

I didn't take it too seriously, but after the profile was re-released, the sheriff's face became even more unsightly. Our profile this time is very different from the last one. Unsub must have been stimulated by something recently. There will be a sudden quickening of the pace - we thought it was because of our arrival, but now we don't think so.

We're not even sure he's in the justice system anymore.

We all noticed the abnormality of the sheriff. After the profile was completed, we found the sheriff. The two of them went into the conference room and talked for a while. When they came out, the sheriff's face was even gray. After looking at us for a while, he finally fixed his eyes on me. He closed his eyes and seemed to struggle for a while before speaking: "I just remembered that Shawn just resigned from me."

He paused, as if he had started, and the next thing to say was not so difficult, he quickly continued: "Becoming a policeman has always been his dream, if nothing happened , it is impossible for him to resign, I don't think he will be unsub, but I am worried that he will be the target of unsub."

He came out from inside, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looked at the sheriff, and agreed on our behalf: "Then we—"

Before he finished speaking, the sheriff's cell phone rang, and he quickly picked it up. Within two seconds, he frowned and looked towards us: "What?"

His expression made me realize that it was not good, and sure enough, he hung up after saying a few words to the other side of the phone briefly, looked at us seriously, and opened his mouth: "There is another victim."

Less than a day after we found the last victim, there was another victim, and the speed of unsub was getting faster and faster, and he carefully selected the right target to start with, but now it seems that he just pulls a person and kills him. It's like breaking the cage in my heart, releasing the darkness in my heart, and putting into action some thoughts that shouldn't be there.

Maybe he didn't want to be a vigilante from the beginning, but he couldn't restrain the crazy desire in his heart, but his reason was still there at the time, so he chose a less offensive goal to satisfy his desire At the same time, it can "eliminate harm for the people".

This time the scene was very remote. He seemed to choose the location completely randomly. He almost traveled all over Washington. We haven’t found any connection among these locations so far. He doesn’t even have any comfort zone. It’s as if the whole of Washington is his. Like the back garden.

As far as the theories I have learned so far, this is a very incredible thing, and it should not be very common for bau. In short, Reid, who is good at map profiling, has not given his inference about the unsub living area so far.

The reporters were already watching the case. When we got to the scene, the police cordon was surrounded by reporters layer upon layer. When they saw us coming, they all surrounded us, holding up their microphones and questioning us. I couldn't open my eyes, Reid quietly held my hand from behind, and I heard someone asking next to me, the microphone almost poked my face: "What do you think of the murderer?"

"Why haven't the police caught him yet?"

"Will he be a disgrace to the police?"

The police officers next to us broke through the reporter's siege with difficulty, protected us, led us through the cordon and walked in, and tried their best to block the reporter from outside.

The victim was still shot to the head, which seems to have become his symbol. It was a girl. I am used to seeing tall people. She doesn’t feel tall. She is probably about the same height as me. She is thin and has brown hair. , wearing a black skirt and boots, looks from a decent family.

The layers of bruises on her wrist seemed to be tied round and round with a thick rope. There was a small, scabbed pinhole on her exposed arm, which was not located at the joint. It should be She didn't inject it herself, it was most likely something unsub injected her.

This is very strange. When facing those strong men before, Unsub did not choose to use injections to control them, but now he chooses to use drugs and binding these two little girls, which is very illogical.

This girl looked thinner than the previous one, but he chose to inject this person. Could it be that he learned to be vigilant because he was caught by the previous girl?

I still can't figure it out.

"What did you think of?" Reid asked standing next to me. He didn't turn his head to look at me, but looked at the corpse on the ground. I had already given up thinking about it, but I couldn't help turning my head at high speed when I heard Reid's question: "He Unreasonable sequence of murders... Is it because this girl fits his image of the target better than the previous one? Maybe she is the target?"

"Your conjecture is reasonable, but she can't be the target." The one standing in front of us turned and looked at me, "Unsub has spent so much effort on the target, it is impossible to put the target's corpse at will Put it in this kind of place—according to his character, he should put the body in the most conspicuous place in all Washington."

I thought about it carefully, nodded in agreement and showed a slight smile: "So this is still just an exercise. Unsub is still preparing for his last important goal. According to the victims of these two times, he is looking for The target should be a brown-haired, black-eyed, petite woman, probably not very old."

"But I can't imagine why a girl at this age has something to do with unsub?" I frowned and couldn't figure it out. Reid narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Could it be that unsub hates that person unilaterally?" , but she was completely unaware of this possibility, and if the unsub is the target of the transition from those prisoners to the present, the target we are looking for should have been charged with crimes."

"So as long as you find the target, you can find the unsub." I said a little excitedly, I am really tired of this unsub getting faster and faster, especially since we are always behind him, and now I finally have a chance to feel proud Yes, my heart beats faster for two seconds.

We called Garcia, who was distracted as she typed, "Hey, have you guys really thought about how many people are eligible in Washington? I'm pretty sure it's going to surprise us."

"...well I see, I'm facing a list with 182 names, I can't believe there are so many girls who commit crimes at this age." Garcia said in an exaggerated tone, and Reid frowned Mei moved closer to the phone and said, "Garcia, check the people involved in the murder case, relax the age limit, find people who have just grown up, maybe college students, the target of unsub can't be something trivial like violating school rules or speeding , and the ages of the two victims are not so similar, and the case may not have occurred in recent months, but according to the cases he referred to before, it is likely to be more than a year ago."

"Okay..." Garcia said slowly, and then suddenly sped up, "In this case, there are about 19 people on this list. Excluding those who have not been in Washington recently, there are [-] in total. Are there any more? Can you cut some of the conditions for me?"

"No need for garcia, let's transfer the data to the computer." Frowning slightly, Garcia heard the sound of a keyboard, and soon she spoke: "Okay, the data has been transferred, I'll hang up gone."

H turned on the computer, and a bunch of personal information popped out, all with brown hair and black eyes, very similar to the target type of unsub, but they have been screened down to this point, but there is no relaxed look, frowning After reading those materials, I kept my mouth shut.

I felt a little bad, and at this moment the sheriff sent another piece of news that made me feel even worse—the victim just now was a college student, but he looked younger, but he was actually not young.

The photos of the crime scene were pasted on the whiteboard. The delicate and petite appearance of the two girls was not similar to the girls full of European and American vigor on the computer screen. I was still frowning and thinking, but the people in the room He stopped talking suddenly and focused his eyes on me.

I looked up at them inexplicably, and finally stared at Reid and asked, "What are you doing?"

"The type of this target..." Reid paused, licked his lips before continuing, "...very similar to you."

I was so reminded that I met all the target assumptions, I was involved in several murder investigations, and three in Washington were deeply involved, I have a pretty weak appearance, 163 In everyone's eyes, I can definitely be called petite, with brown hair and black eyes, and all the characteristics of the victim can be found on my body.

"Then use me as bait." I was at a loss for a moment, and soon came back to my senses. Now is not the time to worry about whether I am the target, nor to feel guilty for those two innocent little girls who were killed. Time, now all we have to do is try our best to catch unsub.

It is the best way to pay homage to the dead with murderers.

"Whether it's me or not, I'm in line with unsub's preference. If you give him a chance, he won't let it go." I took a deep breath and looked at them with a smile. Looking forward to seeing the shocked look on his face."

Reid's expression seemed a bit worried, but he still frowned slightly and smiled at me pretending to be relaxed.