Although this kind of private event with no reputation at all attracted not many people, it is also obvious from the video that the number of participants is increasing, and several of the deceased did participate in the event.

In contrast, the police found that three or five people appeared in the video many times, and quickly identified the list of suspects.Although neither Hotch nor Rossi believed that Andrew was the murderer, the rather dogmatic or cautious local police did not exclude him from the list.What didn't surprise the two of them was that none of these people had a police record of being violated.

"Are you sure, uh, this person has ever been victimized?" Gray scratched his head and placed the selected suspect files on the table. "We don't have a record, or isn't it one of them?"

"Where's the medical files?" Hotch picked up one of the stacks and flipped through them.

21 years old, white male, no college, no job, no criminal record.It can almost be called a blank file.

He looked at the thickness of the other people's files, and estimated that the difference would not be too far.

"Medical file?" Andrew was puzzled. "Could he be a patient? Mental illness?"

Rossi shook his head, glanced at the perfectly normal Hotch, and explained, "Ten years ago, many pediatricians did not realize that when they encountered children who were often injured—such as frequent falls and bumps—they needed to report The police. Corporal punishment was more common back then than it is now, and there were quite a few child injuries that went unrecorded before it was taken seriously."

"And he's probably had the misfortune of having a doctor worse than ignoring these things," Hotch said dryly. "If you can't be sure, bring them all back."

After speaking, he walked to the interrogation room.

Rossi stared at his back and sighed silently.

"What do you mean?"

"Isn't it possible to get their medical records?"

"I'm afraid it's difficult. Doctors usually don't talk to us. It's a pity that the judge won't give us a search warrant based on this alone, otherwise we can..." Gray shook his head, "But if your deduction is correct, in today's assembly The murderer has probably found a new target, and we have already invited these suspects to assist in the investigation."

"Search warrant?" Rossi froze for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder, "Bring the man first. Where is your judge? Leave this to Aaron."

Hotch opened the door of the interrogation room, and gestured to the police officer who couldn't ask much and looked rather unkind, signaling him to go out.

Then he threw the photos of several suspects directly in front of Andrew, and the boy looked up at him with teary eyes.

Hotch handed over a tissue, "Andrew, I know it wasn't you. But can you tell me why you organized this?"

"I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen." Andrew wiped his face and whispered, "I just... I had a friend in middle school, and I thought it was the kind of friend who talked about everything."

He paused and lowered his head, "Then he suddenly hanged himself in the dormitory."

"Sorry." Hotch softened his tone and sat next to him, "It's not your fault."

"At that time, I always wondered if I could have saved him if I found out that something was wrong with him earlier." Andrew looked up at him, then looked at the ground.

"Depression has very complicated physiological and psychological mechanisms. Even the most professional doctors or therapists cannot guarantee that they can find and save the people around them, and you were just a student." Hotch put his hands on his shoulders, " Andrew, looking at these photos now, can you think of anything?"

"This is my friend, and it was the case he provided that day." Andrew pointed to one of the photos. "He is very supportive of my treatment methods. He comes every time, and sometimes he will communicate with me for a while."

After hesitating for a while, he continued, "But none of them will kill people. The people who will come to my activities are very shy and weak people. They are all troubled by inner problems. I, although I don't learn enough Okay, but also know that people who commit violent crimes in general are stronger and more violent."

"Tell me about your friend." Hotch stared at him, without pointing out that they weren't looking for an ordinary violent offender. "Is the story he told you arranging or did he tell it himself?"

"Yes, I arranged it." Andrew looked at the photo again, "He is very shy and not very gregarious, I want to find someone who looks similar to the participants and promises to give him some rewards before asking him to help Yes, but I think he is really more lively now than before."

"Is he your classmate?"

"Oh, no. I met by chance. He came out to work very early, delivering newspapers, helping people clean and so on."

"You guys have a good relationship?" Hotch frowned. "Do you know his family?"

"It's not that good." Andrew was a little frustrated, "I don't know too well... I just don't think it's possible to involve him in other ways. Do you think he's dangerous?"

Hotch didn't deny it, just patted him on the shoulder again, turned and walked out of the interrogation room.

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