i think my neighbor is gay

"r was taken away by the unsub in winter, and when he was killed, he wore the clothes of the season, so they would change clothes for those 'brides' according to the season, so where did those clothes come from? This dress is not the victim's clothes, it's near the collar There is no blood, and the only explanation is that this belongs to the 'bride', and they put on the clothes they prepared for the bride here." Reid looked at the clothes in his hand thoughtfully, frowned slightly and said, what he said That's what I just thought of.

Morgan immediately dialed the phone and told him what we found. Reid and I continued to search carefully by the lake, but then we only found some small things like earrings and rings. These things are too small Yes, after being covered by those weeds, if you don’t search very patiently and carefully, you can’t find it at all. It’s normal for unsub to ignore it. We haven’t found those conspicuous clothes again. I guess the clothes on the victim should be Carefully thrown into the lake by them, it will take someone else's help to find the clothes.

"This dress is not broken yet." I picked up the dress that Reid just found from the ground and looked at it carefully. I couldn't see clearly across the lake just now, but now I realize that this dress doesn't look like it was soaked a long time ago. It went in, and it still kept its intact appearance, and it hadn't even been soaked to burst, obviously this would not be the clothes of those "brides" before, it could only be the cindy we were looking for, "It hasn't been soaked and faded , it should be these two days."

"So you mean that unsub is carrying a big bag and clothes for two people?" Morgan hung up the phone and asked with a frown. I looked at him and said, "I think so."

Morgan walked to the location where the victim was killed and made a simulation: "So the victim came here one after the other, and then I came out of the hiding place and gave her a knife from behind."

I walked up to Morgan and pretended that I was another unsub: "If I were their father, I would choose to watch, at most verbally guide my sons, after all, they will need to 'hunt' by themselves in the future... to pack clothes I shouldn't be taking the bag, I'm here purely for guidance."

"My brother is standing here with a big bag on his back, and he is controlling Cindy." Morgan pointed to the position in front of him, indicating that this is where Cindy was standing, "Then he raped the victim, and maybe forced Cindy to finish watching The whole process, then threatened her to be obedient, and changed her clothes."

This guess is very reasonable, I nodded, Reid frowned and touched his chin and said: "They carry clothes, so it is impossible to walk a long way. Winter clothes are very big, and the clothes worn by the victim should be able to be stuffed so big It’s a bag, plus the clothes that Cindy needs to wear, it’s very difficult to walk here from the small town.”

Reid gestured at the size of the bag, which was about the same size as his upper body. I recalled the coat on the victim and thought what he said made sense: "So you mean they have a house in the forest?"

Reid nodded.

After the police arrived, we took some people around. With the experience of unsub, I also know that the clues are not easy to find. I didn't hold out much hope at first, but Cindy is better than we imagined. Much smarter, ~more~more~good~book~please~visit~ask~ Nuomi Forum A police officer found some plants uprooted, which is obviously man-made.

Morgan patted the police officer on the shoulder, and praised him: "You're really careful."

The young man scratched his head in embarrassment and laughed.

I called Garcia, she answered quickly, and complained to us as soon as she came up: "Hey dear, although there are not many purchase records in the town, there are so many towns after all, you need to narrow it down for me some range."

"Hmm...unsub should have bought clothes recently. You can check the purchase records of the last month. It is a red thick coat, and there is also a green skirt in June this year. There should be yellow ones at the beginning of the year. Coat." Reid walked over to me and said into the phone.

"Okay, wait a minute." Garcia checked the information as fast as she spoke, "I entered all the conditions you said, and then I found nothing."

Reid frowned, I think I could almost hear the sound of the cpu in his head spinning rapidly, and within a few seconds he came up with another way: "They probably run a clothing store themselves, Garcia, you Take a look at the shops in the town that have been open for many years?"

"Okay..." Garcia dragged her voice, and then quickly gave the result, "I found it, it is a shop in Xingxing Town, called Barton's clothing store, I heard that it has been open in the town for more than 300 years Yes, my God."

She expressed her admiration, and then quickly brought the topic back: "The owner's surname is Barton, and he has two sons, twins, who are 21 years old this year. They just celebrated their 21st birthday a few days ago... Ou Tian!"

She suddenly called out, and I quickly asked, "What's wrong with Garcia?"

Garcia paused for a moment, and then the speed of speech suddenly accelerated: "I found that they often go to an Internet cafe, that's where those emails originated, Ou Tianna must be them! God, you must catch them!"

"Hey, babygirl, calm down." Morgan also came over and said to the phone, Garcia took a few deep breaths: "Okay, okay... I sent their specific address to your mobile phone, so I'll hang up first. "

She hung up the phone quickly, the three of us looked at each other, and acted quickly. They have a store in the small town, but it doesn't mean they will put the victim directly in the small town, after all, it is too easy to expose , so we chose to let the police continue to search, the hut in the forest is the best choice for unsub to imprison the victim.

It was dark when we arrived in town, the clothing store was closed, and there was a notice posted on the door, saying that the store mainly had a winter break, and we would come back in a few weeks. We walked around outside twice, then turned around and drove again. I went to the address of their home sent by Garcia. Morgan was the door kicker of bau. He was the first to get out of the car and kicked open the wooden door. Reid followed him and rushed in. After thinking about it, I went around to the door of the house. In the rear, he cut off the door lock with his hands and walked in cautiously.

It's pitch dark inside, I guess they're not at home, but it doesn't make me relax my vigilance, the simulation training in fbi academy helped me develop a good habit of being vigilant no matter what happens on the unsub site.

I checked near the back door and yelled, "Safe."

Morgan, who was checking on the other side of the house, also yelled, and after a while, Reid also yelled from the other side of the house. This house is not big, and there is no basement. It took us 1 minute to check everything. No Basements or other places where people can be imprisoned.

It seems that they do have a house in the forest, and now they can only hope that the police can find it out. There are no clues in the house. They have cleaned it up very cleanly, and there is nothing in the trash can.

There was a lot of movement between us. When we went out, the person next door poked his head out to see us. It was an elderly woman who narrowed her eyes and looked at us for a while, then walked over slowly: "Are you looking for the Barton family? They are away during this time, their family is always like this, Dongxiu likes to drive outside."

We looked at each other, Morgan went to the garage to have a look, I smiled and asked the old lady: "So do you know where they went to play?"

"How would I know? Their family is pitiful and weird, and they basically don't interact with others." The old woman shook her head slowly, her toothless mouth moved, and her speech was also slow, which made me He couldn't help but slow down his speech: "Why?"

"Their family is all adopted. I still remember when the two twins came here more than ten years ago, they were so cute, and now they have become as weird as their father." The old woman smacked her lips, shook her head and said, "Their family Most people never marry or fall in love all their lives, alas, they don't want to introduce someone to them even if I want to, it's so pitiful, they have no friends in the town, and I have never seen anyone visit their house. It’s weird to go to that forest one day and not know what you’re doing.”

This fits our profile perfectly!I just didn't expect that the excuse they chose was adoption, not dystocia, but this could also explain why they didn't go to school. They probably started receiving the strange education of this family in the forest.

"Do they have a house in the forest?" I asked the old woman, she stared at me for a while, then shook her head slowly: "I don't know, I don't know their weird family well."

I'm not too disappointed, after all, even if she gave the specific address, we still need a blanket search, after all, there is no house number in the forest, we can't find the exact place at all.

Morgan came out of the garage and shook his head at us: "No car."

This is actually good news, at least we have a goal, no longer looking for people aimlessly, a car parked by the forest is always more conspicuous than a few people who can move.

We thanked the old lady, and she walked back slowly while muttering: "I knew what would happen to this family, it was weird all day long, and now even the FBI has come to the door, the old man can't count It would be said that I was thinking too much, and I told him not to associate with their family."

We couldn't help laughing at the old lady's soliloquy, and then called Garcia to ask her to check the Barton's car, and she directly sent the map information to our mobile phone: "What do you say? , I’ll just wait for you to ask.”

"You're really getting better, babygirl." Morgan smiled and praised, then hung up the phone, and a road map appeared on our mobile phones, guiding us to a gray Dodge.

They called us on the way. Their house has been found, but it seems that a large-scale search has alarmed them. There is no one in the wooden house. The victim should have been taken away by them.

We parked the car far away, turned off the flashlights and squatted near the car waiting for them to appear. After a while, I heard the sound, and then the beam of the flashlight appeared in my line of sight.

A young man put a knife on the woman's neck, and the other two waved flashlights to make sure they were safe. They seemed to be very vigilant, and a surprise attack was impossible.