[Criminal Minds] years before love

Police officer White was one of the first police officers to try to cooperate with the behavior analysis department. He has long-term case handling experience and intuition brought by experience, and has dealt with Gideon and Rossi more than once.

"I also know that this request is not very convincing." Officer White led Hotch down the corridor of the police station, and he was a little surprised that Gideon sent such a young detective, "But thank you for coming."

"No, Agent Gideon takes your request very seriously." Hotch glanced over at him, looking at the desk that was already prepared in front of him, "He just wanted me to do some necessary preliminary research—why do you think this suicide is unusual , apart from personal relationships?"

"How do you know—the deceased's parents are indeed my friends. His name is George Bassand, he is 21 years old, a college student, and he doesn't have any last words. Although he is not familiar with him personally, his parents insist that he will not commit suicide." White was a little embarrassed, He lowered his head and opened the folder, "But the evidence of his suicide is very strong. He videotaped himself, and our laboratory found no drugs or other suspicious traces."

"Any problems with the video?" Hotch frowned.

"No." White paused for a few seconds, then continued uncertainly, "It looks like he just... very bravely stabbed himself in the throat with a sharpened pencil, and blood sprayed everywhere until the His roommate came back and found him."

"Wait." Hotch looked up sharply, "You think this is okay?"

"Except for my personal relationship with his parents, that's why I agree with them for you to evaluate." Officer White frowned, "Normally people don't know that a pencil can be a murder weapon, but at least it doesn't matter if it's mine or not." Memory or our investigation did not find George connected to any prison or other regulatory agency. But no one would commit suicide without warning and reason."

"The pencil itself isn't the problem, but obviously he can get the knife very easily, which is unreasonable. And usually no one videotapes suicide." Hotch looked at the scene photos. "I have to see this video."

"No problem." White nodded, directing the police officer to put the videotape into the player.

"Also, I believe you have revisited the recent suicide case?"

"At least there are no similar cases locally, but I have already called nearby towns, hoping they will assist in the search, but there has been no response yet."

The young man on the screen was wearing a suit with a shirt and bow tie inside. He adjusted the camera, showed a sharpened pencil, and then inserted it into his own neck. Soon blood spurted out, and the young man fell to the ground.

"Stop—"

"Agent?"

"What's that?" Hotch frowned, and his eyes focused on the table in front of the young man. A piece of white paper was stained bright red by blood donation, with grids drawn on it and marks inside.

White followed his pointers and answered uncertainly, "A self-made schedule?"

"Is it in your evidence?"

"Of course." White thought for a while, "But this video is enough to show that he didn't kill him, and the forensics department didn't do further testing. Is there a problem?"

Hotch looked at the screen, pointed to the clothes and books thrown everywhere on the bed behind the young man, and nodded slowly, "Suit and leather shoes, video. Suicide can indeed be accompanied by this kind of ritualized procedure, but from the background of the video Look, the deceased was not such an organized person. And for an ordinary person with no medical background, it is somewhat difficult to use a sharpened pencil to successfully insert the carotid artery in one attempt."

White found the photo of the schedule from the files, which was soaked with blood, "Yes, George is usually quite forgetful."

"More importantly, the color and position of this drop of blood are not right." Hotch pointed to the upper left corner of the paper, "I think it was made before, judging from the size and faint lines, it looks like a stain Bloody finger prints. Were there other wounds on the deceased?"

"Except for some old scars that can be explained, the wrist is also very clean. The forensic doctor has done the necessary toxicology and drug tests, and there is no abnormality."

"Let the lab confirm."

"Confirm what?"

"Is this his blood and fingerprints?" Hotch put down what was in his hands.

White froze for a moment, "AgentHotch, can you explain?"

"If this is his schedule, even though he doesn't know what the marks on it represent, then the last blank grid, which is the day of suicide, should be the 28th day, and it looks like he has arranged it from a month ago. everything." Hotch shifted his gaze to the video again, "and he's not one to arrange his life like that."

"That doesn't mean it's someone else's blood." While still a little puzzled, White ordered his staff to go to the forensics department immediately.

"Yes," Hotch admitted, "but if it's his blood and fingerprints, what do you think it represents, Officer White?"

White sighed, "You know I actually want you guys to tell me this is just a normal suicide?"

"Thanks for thinking of us anyway," Hotch reassured. "I need to talk to his roommate."