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"Sher...Sher!" Morgan caught up and dragged Shirley back who was about to open the car door.Looking worriedly at her, who was at a loss and couldn't keep shifting her eyes from side to side, she raised her hand to support her head, trying to fix her somewhat elusive gaze towards herself, "Look at me, baby, don't think about anything else, just look at me ..."

Shirley, who had always been dazzled, quickly looked away after glancing at him, and continued to distinguish the surrounding environment.Feeling that everything that came into her eyes seemed to be spinning at a high speed and she had already started to feel dizzy, she lowered her head at a loss, and even began to slur her words, "I...I can't see anything, I, I... can't see anything can not hear……"

"It's okay, it's okay..." Seeing that she was about to collapse, Morgan suppressed his panic.Moving the hand on her back up and down to comfort her, he lowered his head to look at her with concern, watching her eyes become a little wary.He leaned closer and kissed her lips lightly, and stopped at the corner of her lips and murmured, "I'm here with you, don't be afraid, you're not alone..."

The warm touch on her lips seemed to have awakened part of her senses. She raised her head to look around, but still felt that there was only a haze left in front of her eyes.Crying involuntarily, she groped and leaned into his arms, as if that was the only thing she felt familiar and within reach, "I, I can't breathe!"

"Don't worry, you'll be fine... don't think about anything, just relax... okay? I'm here, you're safe..." Morgan held her carefully, patted her on the back and waited for her The trembling body eased down.He looked up at the sky feebly, quickly suppressed his sadness, and kissed her heavily on the forehead, "It's okay...it will get better soon..."

Shirley hid in his arms, thinking a lot in an instant, tightly holding on to the hem of his clothes, and said to herself in a choked voice, "They are training me, they are controlling me... I have become what they want to do... The person I want to be... I, I..."

"No, no..." Morgan stopped her aloud, hugged her tightly and stroked her head, "Don't think that way, you are yourself. It is all your hard work and persistence that supported you to come back, and your Family reunion, okay...?"

His voice seemed to pass through a little gap, although it was a little thin, but every word finally struggled to reach her ears.She felt that her hearing had recovered a bit, she leaned close to him, and nodded heavily, "I can hear you..."

Morgan felt a little relieved, felt a glimmer of hope in the frustration, hugged her quietly for a while and said: "It doesn't matter who you are...Shirley Davis, Rosalind Jerau, or whatever confuses you the most Alice... I don't care. All I care about is you, and you will always be dear to me... Whatever you think about, keep that in mind."

"I know...thank you..." Shirley nodded and got out of his arms, her vision gradually became clearer.After fully recovering his hearing, he felt that the surrounding environment was too noisy. He frowned and looked back at him, pouted aggrievedly, "It's so noisy here, take me back to the hotel..."

"Okay, let's go back." Morgan nodded and agreed, but when she was helping her to the back seat, she stopped and walked forward, "I want to sit in the front."

"Are you sure?" Morgan grabbed her worriedly and reminded, "We can take our time."

"No." Shirley gave him a stubborn look and insisted, "I want to sit in the front."

"..." Morgan had no choice but to let her go, "Okay, sit in the front."

Along the way, Shirley was fairly calm.Although Morgan was frightened, he felt very relieved when he arrived at the destination. He held her hand and said with a smile, "You did it."

Shirley pursed her lips reluctantly and nodded, "I still have a lot to overcome. I must find my true self."

Morgan smiled, raised his hand to caress her cheek, wanted to say that she just didn't realize that she was there all the time, and finally turned around and said, "You will."

Rick and Lauren also rushed to Philadelphia that afternoon, and accompanied Shirley to the Philadelphia Police Station with Morgan the next day, waiting in the reception room to prevent Shirley's special mood swings.

In the conference room, after Shirley sat down, she looked at everyone with relief and said, "One morning after getting along with Amanda for a year and a half..."

"How do you know it's morning?" Sherlock interjected, seeing her looking at him, and asked again: "Or what did you use to distinguish day from night when you were in that bedroom? Do you usually tidy up the room by yourself?"

Shirley bit her lip and shook her head, "I can only determine the morning and evening through the lights and the clock in the room, and the house will return to its original appearance every day when I wake up... Considering that I have never suffered from a lack of sun exposure. Some kind of disease, I think the real time should be the opposite of what I thought...they should move me outside and tidy up the room while I was asleep."

Sherlock raised his hands, put his fingertips together, nodded and thought about it, and heard Rosie murmur, "So there is a camera in the bedroom..."

Shirley nodded, and continued: "Its voice suddenly became... a little scary, and it was accompanied by some weird tunes."

Morgan frowned and confirmed, "Like what you heard last time? What does it want you to do?"

Shirley nodded and explained: "It asked me to find out a video tape in the room and watch it. It shows twenty different girls who are about my age... a day's life in their respective bedrooms..."

"Oh, this is really..." Hearing this, Sherlock showed a child-like surprised smile as if no one was there.When I looked up and saw Shirley who was breathing slowly and the eyes all over the room staring at me, I swallowed hard, and then said with righteous indignation: "...It's so infuriating!"

Everyone looked away and didn't say anything. Shirley paused for a while and quickly spoke, "It's not just the twenty girls I saw. It told me that there are a total of one hundred girls in the same situation as me. It said... After half a year, only ten of them can be sure to survive and stay in the United States."

After she stabilized for a while, Emily asked, "Did it say what would happen to other people?"

Shirley nodded, "Sold to potential serial killers...organs flowed into the black market...transported drugs...prostituted...or sold to other countries after being processed..."

The atmosphere was tense for a while, until Sherlock broke the silence, "One hundred... Two years of training... The point is just to select ten of them... After that, who selected you?"

Shirley: "Employer."

Sherlock nodded without saying anything, and then saw Hodge asking, "How was the situation at that time?"

Shirley lowered her eyes and recalled carefully, "...we were all naked, and our hands and feet were fixed in a transparent cylindrical soundproof glass window. We could see the appearance of the people around us, but we couldn't see the employer and The one who brought the employer in..."

Seeing her stop as if she was thinking about something, Morgan asked nervously, "Are you okay?"

Shirley nodded and explained: "I just thought that the man who brought ten employers in was accompanied by a ten-year-old boy... He seemed very capable at the side of the person in charge, and seemed to know everything well... But when he was standing outside the window where I was, he moved his feet. He looked at me again quickly, and raised his chin slightly..."

"He knows you." Sherlock blurted out, looked up at the others with a clear look, and looked away at Shirley, "Did you think any boys around you before being tied up were abnormal? Or girls, She may have cross-dressed."

Shirley thought for a while, shook her head, and then saw Sherlock asking urgently, "No, there must be one. You just ignored him completely, so he seemed particularly uncomfortable in front of you! But he He tried his best to appear neither humble nor overbearing in front of you, and judging from the source of your fear after they created you, he must have contacted you. He knew that you sent roses to your sister, knew that you liked to sit in the passenger seat, and knew that you liked to eat curry ,Know……"

"No, no! I don't know!" Shirley was forced by his series of words, she couldn't help lowering her head after her anger stopped, holding back her tears and repeating word by word, "I don't know."

Morgan raised his hand and patted Shirley on the shoulder, looked at Sherlock and didn't know what to say, finally just shook his head aggrieved, and reminded patiently: "We have time, Mr. Holmes, we..."

Before Morgan could finish speaking, he heard jj on the other side suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my God! God!"

Seeing her restlessly and unbelievably raising her hand to cover her forehead, Hodge frowned and asked, "What did you think of?"

JJ moved his head back and forth in a daze, glanced at Shirley with self-blame, retracted his gaze and lowered his head, "...Vanesan from our neighbor's house, I told her a lot about Rosa... her brother Wrote love letters to Rosa, they moved after Rosa disappeared..."

"Oh my God..." JJ wiped his face at a loss, and looked at Shirley guiltily, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry for you..."

"Don't be like this, Jill..." Shirley smiled slightly and shook her head, "...it's not your fault, it's their fault..."

JJ covered his face sadly, and when he wanted to say something more, Sherlock spoke first, "So, what's the situation now? Should we continue to discuss the case, or watch you continue to stage a bitter scene that is useless at all? "

After hearing his words, Shirley and JJ couldn't help recovering and calming down their emotions.The others looked at him speechlessly, until Hodge proposed, "I will let Garcia confirm all aspects of his information, and now we each have a rest."

"Rest?" Sherlock asked in amazement, avoiding the gazes of the others, and looked at Shirley with rare sincerity, "We haven't found anything now, and we don't know any information about your employer. .and most of all, yes, I'm sorry for what you've been through too. But know that this can't be changed, the only thing that can change is the other girls, like my country's deputy prime minister, who is about to face it! So... "

Shirley thought about it, looked at Hodge and nodded, "He's right, we can continue."

Beth couldn't help feeling a little worried, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"She's an adult, she said we can continue." Without waiting for Shirley to speak, Sherlock followed up and looked at Shirley intently, "So, what happened after you were selected by your employer? "

Beth: "..."