tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

After explaining to Reid what needed his help, Fiona drove to Eliluke's home according to the address.

Eliluke, a local repairman, is the one who hired the private eye to investigate Fiona.

They rushed to Luke's house in no time.The door was opened by a gaunt, unshaven man.As soon as he opened the door, Fiona could clearly smell the alcohol on him.Home alone in broad daylight drinking too much?But Fiona wasn't surprised.Given the recent tragedies that have befallen the poor man, it should come as no surprise that his life has turned into a mess.

"Hello, Mr. Luke." Fiona took out her ID card, "I'm an FBI agent, and I have a few questions I want to ask you."

"Oh, is it about my son again?" said the man impatiently. "I have nothing more to say about that. We are victims and we are criminals."

"Exactly, about Mr. Isaaccroft," Fiona said. "You hired Mr. Croft two weeks ago to help you investigate a GBI agent, right?"

"How do you know?" Luke asked warily.

"Did you know it's illegal to investigate the private life of a State Bureau of Investigation agent?" Agent Clark standing beside Fiona couldn't help but said coldly.

"So what do you guys want? Arrest me for this?" Luke said, crossing his arms.

"No." Fiona said calmly.

Luke looked at Fiona, "Then what exactly do you want?"

"Mr. Croft is dead," she replied.

Luke immediately couldn't hide his surprised expression.

"He died? How did he die?"

"So we need to have a good talk with you," Fiona said.She didn't need to use such a polite tone, but she knew that Mr. Luke would definitely cooperate with them.

Luke sighed.

He measured himself. "Come in. I'm sorry for the mess in the room."

Fiona carefully stepped over several empty wine bottles piled on the floor. Luke shooed a cat off the couch and tossed a few coats into a corner.

"Please sit down." Luke pointed to the empty seat on the sofa and said, "Want some coffee?"

"No need." Fiona said.

Luke sat down on the couch across from them.

"So how did Mr. Croft die?" he asked eagerly, staring at Fiona.

"Murder." Fiona replied succinctly, "His body was discovered not long ago."

"Oh, my God." Luke covered his head, "Why did this happen?"

"So, why did you hire a private eye to investigate Agent Sarah Hopkins?" Clark asked.

Luke sighed, "I think you should know what happened in my house recently."

"Yeah, I know."

Fiona just saw Luke's name from the case file not long ago.His wife died on the spot in a hit-and-run accident not long ago, and the perpetrator was a murder suspect.The suspect then committed suicide by taking sleeping pills at home.

At this time, the cat suddenly jumped onto Luke's lap, narrowed its eyes and purred.

"My wife's cat." Luke said hoarsely, petting the cat.

Fiona regrets what happened to him, but now is not the time to act as a messenger of condolences.

"What does that have to do with your investigation of Sarah?" she asked.

"Maybe this may sound unbelievable," Luke said hesitantly, "but I think Miss Sarah Hopkins is probably my daughter."

"Your daughter?" Fiona asked in surprise.

"That's right." Luke suddenly picked up the cat and put it on the ground gently, "Wait for me, I'll show you something."

As he spoke, he turned and rummaged through the drawer for a while.After a few minutes, he took out a photo.

He handed the photo to Fiona.

—the picture shows a young girl with red hair.

"This is the only picture I have of Nancy," he said. "When I first saw Sarah, I knew she had the exact same eyes and hair. They were almost carved from the same mold." from."

"Did you take a paternity test?" Clark asked.

"Not yet. But I already know what the result is. Blood relationship is a wonderful thing, and deep down I know she must be my daughter." Luke paused, "So I hired Mr. Get to know all you can about her before introducing yourself."

"You hired a private investigator to investigate your daughter?" Fiona frowned.

"I know you will find this strange. You must be wondering, why can't I just knock on her door and tell her everything?" Luke took a deep breath, his eye circles seemed a little red, "I just lost A loved one. Believe me, there is nothing more important than getting my daughter back now. But I am timid. I don't know if she will accept me and forgive me. I want to know her as much as I can after I make up my mind, Maybe then I'll have the courage to meet her."

"Why did you give up Sarah?" Fiona asked, "—since you care so much about your family."

"I've made a lot of mistakes in the past," Luke said.

"You mean your financial crime record?"

"That's right. I hurt a lot of people in the past and caused them to go bankrupt. To this day, many people still send me threatening letters. I always think, maybe Sarah didn't need me as a father from the beginning." Luke finished. , bowed his head deeply.

After leaving Luke's house, Fiona came to the dead Croft's house.

The private detective's apartment is so well organized that it's hard to imagine that it's a bachelor's house.

They surveyed Croft's room carefully. Fiona suddenly realized that one of the most important things was missing in the room.

"What kind of private investigator doesn't even have a computer at home?" she asked.

"There's no computer in Croft's office either," Clark said. "Maybe someone took his laptop."

"In other words, Croft probably discovered something during the investigation of Sarah." Fiona guessed.

She suddenly remembered her previous deduction.She thinks the "vigilante police" are probably inside the gbi.

Could it be Sarah?

Fiona immediately dismissed the idea.She had learned some profiling knowledge to some extent.And Sarah doesn't fit the profile at all.

—but did she really know Sarah Hopkins?

She remembered that Reid once said that serial killers are usually the best fakers.Maybe Sarah was acting in front of them from the beginning.She may have hidden her original self deeply behind a mask of friendliness and warmth.Before this incident, she didn't even know where Sarah was born.

Thinking of this, Fiona suddenly felt a little shuddering.

Suddenly, Reid's call came in. Fiona pressed the answer button, "Spencer?"

"I just went through those suicide notes you sent me," Reid said. "Are they all printed?"

"I noticed, and that's what made me suspicious. Anything else?"

"I also found that these testimonials are clearly feminine," Reid said. "Women subconsciously use more adjectives to modify emotions when using written language, and they often prefer rhetorical questions to express emotions euphemistically." .Compared with describing the facts, these suicide notes prefer to express their inner emotions, such as how resentful they are, or how remorseful they are now, etc.-and several uncommon adjectives are repeated several times in these letters- "

"So you think the letters might have been written by the same person, and a woman at that?"

"That's exactly my conclusion," Reid said, sounding pleased that Fiona understood the implications of his tirade.

"I see." Fiona's tone became more depressed, "Thank you for your help, Spence."

Fiona knows that she must not jump to conclusions without evidence when solving a case, but the idea that Sarah is a murderer can't get rid of her mind.

Soon, Garcia called again.

"I found something." She said, "Sarah seems to have been secretly investigating a man named—" She typed on the keyboard, "Chirscarter. She has saved a lot of information about him, such as what high school he studied in, He got a couple of parking tickets and all that."

"Chirs Carter is her boyfriend." Fiona said.

"Oh, yes," Garcia said immediately, "I remembered. Well, it might make sense, if I want to marry someone, maybe I can't resist searching the database for all his information of."

But Fiona felt that things might not be so simple.

"Thank you, Garcia," Fiona said, "You did me a great favor."

"You're welcome."

"By the way, how much information can you find about chirscarter?" Fiona asked, "I know I'm asking too much of you, which is beyond my authority, but—"

"Oh dear." Garcia sounded like she was laughing. "What does this have to do with authority? We're friends. Just wait, I'll find out all about this kid's family right away."

After a few seconds, Garcia said, "Chirs Carter, born in Bristol, England, to parents of - oh my god."

"what have you found?"

"Did Sarah tell you who Chirs' father is?"

"No."

"His father was Andre Herson," Garcia said. "He imprisoned and murdered nine women 25 years ago, including his own wife. He escaped the death penalty by being convicted of insanity and was placed in a psychiatric hospital." hospital."

Fiona said softly, "Yes, I know who that is."

It was a case she had heard of back at Scotland Yard. Andre Herson brutally beat and murdered eight women in his home.His wife has been forced to assist him, and finally she finally realized her conscience and planned to call the police, but was accidentally caught by her husband. Andrew strangled his wife in front of his five year old son.

——Sarah once said that she and Chirs have some subtle similarities, which probably means that both of them are adopted orphans.

"For the record, chirs macpherson was adopted and changed his name after that incident. And according to a newspaper report, chris lost his memory after that accident. Poor boy, not remembering that incident should be for him Good thing."

"But that must have had an effect on him," Fiona whispered.

"Yes, so according to the records, he went to Scotland Yard and became a good police officer. I checked some news about him being awarded." Garcia continued, "He resigned from Scotland Yard five years ago and was in the United States. Opened a marriage investigation company."

"Opened one? I remember him saying he was working for that company and it was well paid."

"What? No, no, he owns that business," Garcia said. "He bought it two years ago—do you know how rich the family who adopted him were? They own hundreds of pizza chains , this guy is a kid from a rich family at all. Oh, damn, how did I omit this just now?"

"what happened?"

"Chirscarter has a sister, three years younger than him. Her name is Gracecarter," Garcia said, "and she was adopted by—a couple in the United States. The couple lived in Washington."

"So Chirs suddenly quit his job and came to America to find his sister."

"Very likely."

"I need the addresses and phone numbers of Grace and her parents."

"I'll send it to you right away," Garcia said.

Sarah likes to put case materials in her personal computer, and chirscarter can easily get the information he wants from Sarah's computer.And, how would he feel if he knew, or remembered, the crimes his father committed 25 years ago?

anger.

Fiona immediately thought of the word.

She knows this feeling all too well.

Because until today she has not forgiven her father.All her memories of him centered on that night—the night her mother was murdered.But her anger has gradually subsided.To this day, she who has been resurrected from the dead has almost forgotten that feeling.

But what if chirs can't vent his anger?This kind of emotion is more dangerous than people imagine in many cases. It is like a time bomb that may explode at any time.It's likely that he'll set out to seek what he calls justice, or maybe just to prove that he's a completely different person than his father.

Fiona suddenly realized that she might have locked the real unknown suspect.

The author has something to say: Thank you Mr. Kucao for throwing a big mine, thank you~