After washing her face and going downstairs, Shirley saw Lucas lying on the door of the room with an innocent and helpless face.He quickened his pace and walked in front of him, knelt down and cupped his face apologetically.Quickly prepared dog food for him, watched him eat for a while, then went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

After walking to the sofa and sitting down, Shirley turned on the TV, took out the mask in her pocket and lowered her head to sort it out.On the screen, a male reporter was showing the audience the abandoned factory behind him, and saw a stretcher bed covered with a white cloth being carried out by the police, "...a construction team came here this morning for a reconstruction inspection, However, it was accidentally discovered that there was a male corpse inside the factory. The police are still conducting preliminary investigations, but according to information provided by people familiar with the matter, the deceased was none other than the famous independent journalist Steve Johnson. As for..."

Just after putting on the mask, Shirley took out the paper on the table and wiped her hands.Picking up the remote control to search, I quickly found today's TV broadcast related to the FBI Behavior Analysis Team, "...In just two weeks, several massacres have occurred. The police still have no progress in the investigation. Confirm to invite the Behavior Analysis Team affiliated with the FBI to assist in the investigation. This team has solved countless unsolved vicious murder cases, and I look forward to their arrival to bring peace to this city of friendship."

Pressing the pause button, Shirley lowered her eyes in thought, and muttered to herself, "...Philadelphia."

Tear off the mask casually, Shirley cleared the search history on the TV.Quickly went upstairs to pack up his things, sent Lucas to the pet shop for a while, and drove the sports car to the auto shop for overhaul.Arriving in Philadelphia by bus, he followed JJ, who was struggling with the case, for five days, and finally diverted to the cemetery where Beth had told her the address early in the morning.

Floating clouds make the sky sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy.Shirley walked on the path surrounded by greenery with a bouquet of lavender in her hands, slowed down after a few turns, raised her hand and took off her sunglasses and held it in her hand.The footsteps were so light that there was no sound on the hard stones, as if she had the audacity to visit a friend she hadn't seen for many years without any warning, fearing that the other party's long-term peace and comfort would be disturbed, she cautiously approached and stood beside her father. In front of the tombstone.

"Long time no see, Father." She raised her eyes slowly, and she couldn't help frowning when she saw the row of names in the center of the tombstone.Looking away quickly, the eyes were hurt by a ray of sunlight swept from the sky.

"I'm back, I have something to tell you." Raising her hand and touching the tip of her nose, she turned her head and lowered her eyes slightly, cleared her throat, licked her lips and showed a relaxed smile, "I met Beth when I was 13 years old, Not long after, I went to Los Angeles with her. She was a very nice person, took good care of me, and took great pains to send me to a good private high school."

"You know, the private schools were full of rich and powerful kids. The girls formed gangs and tried to get me into a gang so they could put me where they wanted. Obviously I didn't like that, so I turned them down. This made them very angry, so they started to use some unscrupulous means to make things difficult for me."

"I was focusing on my studies at the time, and I didn't have much time to entangle with them. So when they realized that I was neither angry nor caring about their behavior, they became even more angry and started to get worse. They secretly came up with some harm plans It caused me to be expelled from school, although I have noticed their actions and have figured out how to deal with it, but another rich girl happened to run into their tricks halfway through."

"I don't have much communication with her, but she obviously doesn't belong to them. She terminated their plan and seriously warned them that if they do similar things again, they will tell the principal about their series of malicious behaviors in the school."

"Later I found out that she was Lauren Baiss, who came to Los Angeles from New York because she couldn't bear the serious evil spirits of the old middle school. And the group of girls stopped for a while, and happened to run into each other at the opening party of the new semester. Lauren and her boyfriend went upstairs to the bedroom. They sneaked up and took the video upstairs, but they didn't see me following them."

"They were filming the sex video of Lauren and her boyfriend through the crack of the door. I went up and closed the door and asked them to delete the video. But these girls have been used to making trouble for no reason since they were young. Not only did they have no repentance for what they did wrong, but they were justified. I couldn't bear them anymore, I didn't talk nonsense with them, I punished them a little, and grabbed the phone directly."

"Because Beth is a policeman, she usually takes me to learn some martial arts. At that time, I didn't use particularly powerful moves, but Lauren, who heard the movement outside the door and saw that scene, thought I was cool."

Speaking of this, Shirley couldn't help but raised her head and smiled, "After that, she always liked to hang around with me, and we became friends before I knew it. She began to study seriously under my influence, and I was also in her Under the influence, I participated in extracurricular activities more, and I didn't keep studying hard."

"Her changes made her unable to spend time with her original boyfriend, so she broke up with him naturally. One summer vacation after graduating from middle school, I was invited to New York to play, and I met Rui who was about to graduate from New York University by chance. K Selman."

"He saw my passion for racing and was very enthusiastic about teaching me how to drive. Lauren always liked to stand on the side of the track in full armor and under the sun. The three of us had a pleasant and unforgettable time. , and have remained good friends until now.”

Thinking of them, Shirley raised her eyebrows and smiled, "But they are still a couple now."

"Actually... People who love each other will always be together." Staring at the tombstone for a moment of thought, she ignored some of the details, and turned to talk about herself, "After high school, Lauren and I both went to Columbia University. At the welcome party, I met a senior from the school basketball team."

"He has blond hair, is tall and thin, and when he smiles, he will reveal the small canine teeth on the right side. He is very handsome, very romantic, treats me very well, and cares about me. I also have a good impression of him, and the relationship has been smooth since then It's just that sometimes I'm stubborn and inconsiderate, which may make him feel depressed. After he was a little disappointed in me and gave an ultimatum, I still had a tough attitude, so in the end we had to break up."

"Later, I suddenly realized that my boyfriend was superfluous in many cases, so I never had a fixed relationship. Friends around me came and went a lot, but the only ones who never lost contact were Rick and Lauren. Of course, Beth was my Naturally, there is no need to talk about the adoptive sister."

She moved forward a few steps relieved, raised her hand to wipe the tombstone, Morgan's sly smile flashed in her mind when she lowered her head and saw the lavender in front of the tombstone, "And recently I made a new friend, Derek Morgan. He has a bald head and he's covered in chocolate sauce."

"Well, I don't even know how I came up with such a description." She couldn't help laughing at her own description, and then said: "Actually, I didn't mean to say his skin color, but he looks like chocolate." , always sweet and greasy. He also loves to laugh, always showing a mouthful of bright white teeth, which makes people look happy."

"I live in his house, oh, it's not what you think. He's my landlord, and sometimes he comes over to spend time with Lucas, my golden retriever. He likes to sit on the floor and go crazy with him, and he He likes to tease him with evil intentions, just like a naughty boy. In short, the two of them got acquainted quickly, and every time they met, they were almost so excited that they would hug each other and cry."

"Well, it's not that exaggerated. We get together once in a while. I teach him how to make coffee, and he teaches me to fish. We drink and eat together, and we don't actually meet much. But with him When we are together, I always feel very relaxed. He is very smart, has a bright personality, and is very considerate of others. That day...he was very good."

Considering the details about herself that would be pulled out, Shirley shut the conversation in time, smacked her lips and continued: "He is also FBI, and Jill's colleague... Well, I met her, and she is very serious. She Maybe... I don't know, it's complicated."

"Actually, my appearance is very different from when I was a child. After all..." After a moment of doubt, she changed the subject again, "I worked in the Los Angeles Police Department for a few years, but I left three years ago and started preparing for the car race. I Always drive slowly and carefully, position is not that important to me. Racing is not for me to make money, although I do make some money."

Looking back, she found that she had said all she could say, and she stood back in front of the tombstone, raised her hand and put on her sunglasses.The eyes under the lens are still confused, but only the doubts are buried in the bottom of my heart, "I just want you to know that I have lived a very good life these years. It is just like what you expect, with no worries about food and clothing, and a leisurely life."

Pursing his lips at the tombstone, he walked out of the cemetery and left on a rented motorcycle.Under the instructions of the tracker, Shirley followed jj again, and followed them to the outside of a house on Mark Avenue at ten o'clock in the evening.And there, it was her and jj's former home.

Turning the car into the left side of the house and stopping, she took off her safety helmet and put it on the handrail of the car. She stood at a distance from the window on the left side of the house, not daring to look forward.

The decoration of the house has changed a lot, JJ walked in with them in an extremely depressed mood, and stood behind Reid in a daze, watching him inspect the corpses of a man and a woman on the sofa in the living room.

Morgan and Hodge found a little girl who was still alive in the closet of an upstairs bedroom and shouted, "JJ! There are survivors upstairs!"

JJ immediately came back to his senses, followed the medical team upstairs, watched her nervously being placed on a stretcher and carried downstairs, and heard Morgan say: "Her sister probably hid her in the secret door on the back wall of the closet. enough room for an eight-year-old."

"She's so lucky..." JJ lowered his head, not daring to look at the changed wardrobe, turned around and walked downstairs, "...I'll go and see the situation downstairs."

The two clearly noticed her strangeness, looked at each other in confusion, and went downstairs, but they heard Rhett say that she wanted to go out to get some air.

While Shirley was still leaning against the wall on the left to breathe, she turned her head to the left and saw JJ walking out of the house alone.She looked up at the three people who were checking around in the living room, and followed JJ silently.

After walking a certain distance, JJ stopped at the intersection under the dim street lights, raised his hand to caress the heart-shaped pendant on his neck, and Rosa's nervous and hurried voice echoed in his ears unconsciously, "Shh...quiet Stay here, don't come out no matter what you hear... I'll be back soon, no matter what happens, I'll be back..."

Watching JJ put down his hands and continue to walk forward, Shirley waited for her to cross the light from the street lamp and followed carefully.After checking the crime scene, Morgan just found JJ when he saw Shirley dressed in black skillfully following her at her pace.

Seeing that the man in black was getting closer and closer, Morgan ran forward worriedly, and at the same time shouted a reminder, "Jj, watch your back!"

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