[Comprehensive] Lisa who loves nightmares

The current IQ tests are all conducted by computer, so Garcia took the child to do the test, and the results came out immediately.

"You can't believe this!" Garcia told his companion excitedly, "Lisa's test results show that the first test shows that her IQ is 79!"

"70-130 is the normal range, and the average IQ is generally 85-115."

Karahan frowned, which didn't match her speculation.

"No, listen to me, you won't believe this," Garcia continued. "I gave her a second test and it was 78. A third test and it was 85."

"It's normal to fluctuate up and down depending on the test questions." jj was puzzled.

"But I changed the difficulty and number of questions."

For example, if you are asked to take an elementary school exam and you get 80 points in the exam, it is very good, but if you are given middle school and high school papers and you still get 80 points, then no matter how you look at it, it is not normal, right?

JJ's eyes widened, finally understanding what Garcia wanted to tell them.

"She lied?"

"Sure and sure." Garcia nodded, "Maybe she thought she could hide it from my fiery Venus, but the smart Garcia checked her test record after the first test—yes, every time she tapped One keystroke, the time to choose an answer is recorded. Each question is 2 minutes and one second, each question! Oh, of course there is a fluctuation of up and down seconds, but this is very unusual, she must have calculated it at the very beginning Average time per question."

So Garcia asked her to take the second test, this time increasing the number of questions and giving her a limited time.Same for the third time.

"The result is the same. The time she spends on each question is quite average. This is definitely calculated. Of course, many people who take exams often know this kind of trick. The problem is her reaction speed-from her reading the paper. The number of questions, minus the average time she spent on each question, I calculated the time it took her to calculate the allocated time in her mind, a bit of a mouthful, isn't it? Less than half a second."

"what?"

"Of course, it's not precise, but she knows the time allocated for each question the moment she sees the questions."

"You mean she's like the main character in Rain Man (movie, about a retarded math genius)?" JJ was surprised.

"No, if that's the case, the questions about math calculations in the paper I gave her should be full marks. But in fact, the percentage of her mistakes is the same as other types of questions." Garcia replied nervously.

"A person who pretends that she has a low IQ is not mentally retarded or socially impaired," Karahan concluded. "She is hiding something, and everything she does is to cover up that she has something to hide."

Garcia nodded, and his mouth was a little twisted, but that's it.

Lisa has a very high IQ and calculation ability, but she has been hiding this, and deliberately made her grades not outstanding in school - people who can do this theoretically know how to deal with it to a certain extent people.But she deliberately alienated her classmates at school, and made herself look naive and naive at home, even a little mentally retarded by an accident.Avoid normal social interactions in these ways only if you have something to hide.

Immediately after Reid's investigation also confirmed their speculation, the books Lisa borrowed were all very profound things, even including linear mathematics.And he checked everything with the school. As the father said, the girl behaved completely differently in front of her parents than at school.

"A cute and innocent kid in front of his parents, but withdrawn and has no friends at school? Don't you think these qualities are very similar to someone?"

No offense, but Callahan really felt that the kid resembled Rhett in some way, which is why she insisted on taking the kid's IQ test.

"The reasonable explanation is that she met the murderer in the year of the accident. I'm afraid she was still scared after that, so in order to hide herself, Lisa has been pretending to be low-intelligence."

Karahan made the quiz.

"No, there is another possibility." Rhett said, "I just saw that one of the books she borrowed was—"

At this moment, their supervisor, Hotchner, interrupted their conversation and told them that there were suspects and progress in both cases. One of the suspects has now been invited, and Rossi is interrogating him, and The suspect in another case, Morgan, is still being investigated, and it is hoped that others can follow up the investigation immediately to speed up the investigation results.So everyone hastened to action.

In the interrogation room at this moment, the girl sitting inside playing with her bear doll inadvertently raised her head, and looked at the person in the children's institution, a lady, with a pair of eyes as lovely as jewels.

"Aunt Jessica, I'm hungry, can I have something to eat? Also, I miss my mother."

The lady immediately felt a soft bump in her heart.

"Oh, of course, honey, I'll just tell them, wait for me."

So the lady stood up and negotiated with the agent at the door. The agent saw that it was not easy to keep them detained, and said that they would contact them again if they had something to do, and they could go back first.

The girl turned her head slightly to look at the mirror—on the other side of the double-sided mirror was the empty monitoring room, then turned her head slightly, with a sweet smile on her face.

****

The one brought here was the bronze-skinned bald teenager.He's the son of the house Hams, the guy who kind of looks like Morgan.

"Dude (dude), I already said that this has nothing to do with me, I don't know anything, sue you for illegal imprisonment!"

Even in a serious cross-examination situation, Rosie almost laughed.In fact, Morgan should come and chat with this guy, not only his appearance, but also his language style and demeanor are somewhat similar to him.

Wait a minute, looks?

Rosie looked at the teenager carefully. Yes, he was Caucasian and his skin was tanned, but certain features of his features were quite distinct from other races.

"You're biracial. Both of your parents are white, so one of the ancestors—"

The teenager, who was still very leisurely just now, knocked on the table viciously with both hands, interrupting Rossi's words.

"So, that's why? You hate your blood?"

"Shut up, you don't know anything!"

"Do you hate your parents because of your bloodline? Judging from the age of the murdered woman in her thirties, you use her as a substitute for your mother and blame her for all of this? Who thought of burying her in the wall? It was you Or your father?"

"Not like that!"

"Because your father buried his crimes for you, so you forgive him like this?"

"He's not my father!!"

He knew something was wrong when he blurted it out, but it was over.Knowing his strategy was working, Rossi continued his deft cross-examination techniques, changing his tone.

"I know it's not your fault it's like this, but you have to tell me what happened."

The young man raised his hands over his eyes and began to sob.

"They killed my mother."

"Your mother? But I remember that your mother died of illness in the hospital."

"She's not my mother! I was bought! They killed my real mother!"