family history of mental illness

The people who came were the BAUs.

Rich is BAU's hard worker. Even if he was captured twice, he failed to interrogate any useful information from his mouth. The FBI's psychological intervention works for normal people, but it has little effect on mental illness like Rich. .

So Brandt called them to tell them the clue, and Hodge immediately assembled the existing police force in Miami, and set off towards the target location overnight with the belief that he would rather kill by mistake than let it go.

Because it was night and it was the first time they walked this road, it took them a lot of effort. When they arrived at the destination, they happened to see Neil who was almost attacked by a humanoid monster.

Morgan frowned with some discomfort: "This is... what?"

"Maybe it was a person before, but now..." Neil looked at the fragments of the pink princess dress hanging on the humanoid monster, and the messy braids on the top of his head, but he could still see the prototype of the twin ponytails, and resisted the answer in his heart.

Hodge punctured this layer of paper: "Human experiments, or some kind of surgery to tamper with genes, she should have been a little girl before, no more than 15 years old."

Morgan clenched his fists, restraining himself from beating the damned instigator: "Rich, that scumbag!"

"Ricky? No." Rossi focused on another place: "Ricky is not the culprit of all this, remember his relationship in the data?"

Morgan said in disbelief: "Rich's whereabouts are unknown, the 13-year-old daughter who has been missing for more than a month, Laura Rich?"

Rosie sighed, "I'm afraid so."

Hodge speculated: "That's why Rich didn't look for her daughter after she disappeared, because he knew what was wrong with her and hid her in the basement. Mrs. Rich's death may also be different from our previous inferences."

Rossi continued slowly: "It's not Rich who killed someone out of control, I'm afraid the murderer is this girl."

Comparing the traces of the beast's bite on the victim's photo, and looking at the girl's beastly teeth and claws, everyone fell silent.

It was Hodge who broke the silence: "We need to contain her and keep her alive as much as possible. JJ, the tranquilizer gun."

Jean Heat replied: "Yes."

"Morgan pays attention to her movements. Anesthesia fails. If she shows signs of madness, kill her immediately."

Morgan: "But..."

Hodge said in a deep voice: "We can't let her escape. The chain has loosened. We don't know when she will break free completely. This will be a disaster for other citizens, and even for the whole of Miami."

Morgan: "...I see."

"I hope you won't come in handy." After Hodge finished speaking to Morgan, he took a deep breath: "Sedation gun, shoot!"

More than a dozen anesthesia guns were aimed at various parts of Laura, and they all fired at the command. Laura let out a painful wail, and then collapsed.

It worked!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The police swarmed up, put strong chains on Laura's limbs, gave her two injections of anesthesia, and rushed her to the nearest hospital for medical treatment.

At this moment, Neil finally recovered.

After following the policemen out of the basement, he had just finished drafting his reasons for appearing here when he heard Rossi's thunderous questioning.

Rossi looked at him fixedly: "I think you look familiar."

Neil was about to break out in a cold sweat. He tried to change the subject: "Where is that woman I saved earlier?"

Before Morgan could react, he replied: "It has already been sent to the hospital."

Rossi was unmoved, and still looked at him steadfastly: "Although you saved a lady, I still want to arrest you in the name of the FBI."

He pronounced the name: "Neil Caffrey."

Neil's expression at this moment was wonderful. Amidst Morgan's doubtful voice of "arresting what?", Rossi took out a pair of handcuffs and shook Neil lightly.

Nielsen stretched out his hands helplessly and let the other party handcuff him. He couldn't help muttering: "You must have recognized him too quickly. We only met for less than half an hour!"

Rossi winked at him and said with a smile, "Maybe you don't know, Peter is my good friend, Peter Bolk, the only FBI who ever caught you." He paused and added : "But now, there is one more person who caught you."

Neil rolled his eyes to the sky, thinking that today was a very unlucky day.

……

……

The entrance to the human experiment base is a cave.

Brandt didn't understand this very primitive existence, but it was not the time to complain. He drove the modified locomotive into the woods on the side of the road, parked it in a depression with many bunkers, and jumped off. car.

According to Sam, there is a 360° infrared camera and a fully automatic scanning device installed in front of the cave entrance. The only calculated blind spot is directly above the cave entrance, and there is the key for Brandt to enter.

After confirming that the two Desert Eagles were properly placed on both sides, and the dagger was also put on the boots, Brant opened the rear box of the motorcycle and took out the infrared jammer that Sam had prepared earlier—it looked a lot like a belt— Fasten the loincloth, and finally stuff the capsule-sized miniature bomb into the pocket, and fasten a shrinking grab hook to the waist, and the equipment is complete.

Turning on the infrared jammer, Brant quickly ran to the back of the hole from the bunker, crawled close to the mountain, and slowly stood up.

Before Brandt could heave a sigh of relief, Omer's voice sounded: "The patrol will arrive in five minutes, you'd better act quickly."

"Patrol?" That's not in Sam's profile, but: "How do you know?"

"I put the consciousness out of the body, and it's easy to grasp the dynamics within a few hundred meters. But this consumes a lot, you'd better hurry up."

"How long can it last?"

"Two hours, the limit."

"enough."

As Brant spoke, he threw the grapple up the mountain, held it tightly, and pressed the button. In the next second, his body was suddenly pulled to the top by the shrinking steel cable, and he used it twice to grab the rock crevice. The whole person came to the blind spot at the top of the camera.

"3 minutes 50 seconds."

Omir's sudden voice almost caused Brandt to fall: "Can you tell me the countdown in advance?"

"Oh." Omir realized his mistake and corrected it: "Start the countdown, 3 minutes and 32 seconds."

Brandt: "..."

Fine.

It was a waste of time, so Brandt decided not to talk to Omir for the time being.He grabbed the roof of the cave with his four limbs, and crawled past the monitoring range of the cave entrance.

The alarm sounded suddenly, and Brant almost let go and fell: "Why did the alarm sound? I shouldn't have been exposed?"

"I sensed another intruder."

Brant snorted, "It's really troublesome."

"What do we do now?"

"Hmmm..." Brant sat firmly on the roof of the cave, and suddenly had an idea: "Omer, how many people are there in the patrol team?"

"Seven." Omir's voice was a little tense: "What are you thinking? That's too dangerous!"

"Uh, but I haven't said that yet."

"But I already guessed it!"

Brandt sighed: "But this is the fastest way now, isn't it?"

Omir was silent for a long time, and only when Brandt thought he was angry and would not talk to him anymore, he said softly: "There are 59 seconds left before we arrive, let's make it quick."

Brandt laughed: "Understood!"

During Omir's countdown, the sound of boots hitting the ground came from far to near, and a group of young men in red and white uniforms ran towards the entrance of the cave with their guns raised.

Brandt breathed lightly, and when they were almost directly below him, he unscrewed the tear gas capsule and threw it into the middle of the crowd!

White smoke filled the air, and Brant put on his gas mask and jumped down.

These people's physical fitness is extremely strong, even in the smoke filled with high concentrations of tear gas, they still have amazing combat effectiveness.Omir was able to scan out the weak points of their physical signs, and Brandt attacked them one by one. Soon, the ground was full of unconscious patrolmen.

After tying up the others and hiding them in the crevice of the cave, and stripping off the clothes of a skinny patrolman, Brant hid in the thick fog and quickly changed into his uniform.

Brant patted his clothes: "It's much more convenient to get in this way."

At this moment, a huge sense of crisis hit, and the coolness rose from the back to the neck.

"Move!"

The inexplicable pressure made it difficult for Brandt to take a single step. He gritted his teeth and controlled his body to move sideways. Just when his left foot was successfully lifted off the ground, a hand suddenly grabbed his ankle.

It was the one he had "borrowed" the clothes from before he could tie them up.

That's too late……

A loud hum sounded from behind, and three miniature drones aimed at Brant's head.

A beam of white light shot out suddenly, and the patrolman gritted his teeth and sneered: "Become an idiot, intruder."

The moment the beam of light entered, the walls of the memory palace collapsed, and Brandt seemed to hear a broken sound. Then, he saw his creation suddenly rushing towards him, pressing him firmly under him, without revealing a cent.

"Omer!"

Huge panic rose from the bottom of his heart, and he saw Omir's figure shattered into dust and disappeared without a trace in the white light all over the sky.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

I'm my real mother, I'm my real mother, I'm my real mother... Believe me, it's true.