[Criminal Minds] years before love

Rossi received a call from the police at about ten o'clock in the evening. Something had just ended, and even his body temperature hadn't fully returned to normal. Hotch was still leaning against him with his eyes closed.

He quickly sat up and tried his best to communicate with the other party with a steady voice.

And Hotch got up from the bed in some embarrassment and tidied himself up. After he hung up, he asked, "This time? Is there a new victim, or is there news from the police?"

"They found a DNA match in the database." Rossi also got out of bed fairly quickly, "17 years old, LibbyLash, has been arrested many times, the police tried to contact her, no doubt nothing, but she was arrested several times They are all in the same place, and it will be much more difficult to find them in the daytime. Fortunately, they are a little smart and contacted us directly without notifying Jimmy, the police are already on the way, and the photos have also been faxed.”

Hotch hastily put on a suit and followed him out the door, "Doesn't sound like a girl little Payne would know."

"We can only wait for her to tell us. His autopsy report showed that he had multiple drugs and a lot of alcohol in his system, but there were no traces of drugs."

Rossi quickly found the correct address, and Hotch felt a little headache looking at the photo in his hand.Although when he heard the news, he knew that it was probably a place where a large number of bars gathered and women in scantily dressed clothes roamed the streets, but when he actually saw the crowds in and out of the bar, he was at a loss for a while, "Since Finding someone here is really…”

"The job of finding someone is left to the police. They should have some insiders." Rossi stared at the crowd. "We are responsible for persuading her to cooperate with us after they find someone."

"A girl who has been arrested many times, I just hope they are gentle." Hotch leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes. He basically didn't rest much in the past two days. He had exhausted a lot of energy just now, and he was indeed a little tired .

Rossi looked at him and didn't speak. Although considering that the two of them didn't do too many tricks in the case, he couldn't help but want to vent. As a result, Hotch was also aroused vaguely, and somewhat lost control.

He leaned over to the police car on the corner and said hello.

The other party told him that he had assigned manpower to look around and would contact him as soon as there was news.

"Wake me up in case I fall asleep," Hotch muttered.

"Don't worry." Rossi almost threw a blanket at him, "I'll take care of it."

But they were lucky, and it didn't take long for an informant to recognize LibbyLash, wearing a small sequined leather skirt, hanging out outside a bar.

"Arrest her?" the officer asked Rossi hesitantly. "She's been in the police a few times, and she won't be easy to deal with."

"I'll go." Rossi shook his head, "I still hope she can take the initiative to cooperate, why not take a gamble on how close her relationship with little Payne is."

"If I were Payne, I wouldn't agree to their relationship." The policeman sighed, "It's too unfortunate for the chief to meet such a fact."

"They shouldn't be dating." Rossi was stunned for a moment, obviously the other party's thinking went in the wrong direction, and he corrected, "At least for now, we can only assume that they should be friends."

"I'll go with you." Hotch sat up and rubbed his forehead.

"I can handle a little girl." Rossi stared at him.

Hotch had already rolled down the car window to let in the cold wind, "Of course I don't doubt that you can handle her, but this kind of girl probably has accomplices around, just in case of accidents."

Rossi didn't say any more, started the car and slowly leaned over. There were two girls beside Lash, both of whom looked older than her, dressed as revealingly as her, with heavy makeup, smoking a cigarette, and they would lean on men passing by and pester them for a while.

"Most of the time they'll say they just want each other to take them in for a few drinks, and after that..." Rossi sighed.

"You're very experienced." Hotch stared at the curb for a moment, but only said.

Rossi smiled, deliberately walked to the other side of the road to approach them, rolled down the car window and waved to them, but his eyes were only on Lash, "Little girl, come here."

Lash pointed to himself, Rossi nodded with a smile, and after a few seconds, she seemed reluctant to sway over, "What's the matter?"

Rossi raised an eyebrow, but didn't answer.

She quickly glanced into the car, threw away the cigarette in her hand, "Two people? I'll call another friend."

"No, we're only interested in you." Rossi winked exaggeratedly, and Hotch peered at her through the gap.

"Only me?" Lash looked back at his friend, hesitant, "I usually don't take this kind of job, unless..."

Her eyes flick to the wallet that Rossi tosses aside.

"We have something else." Rossi blinked, saw the light in Lash's eyes, licked his lips and waved to the friends behind him, opened the door and got into his car.

Hotch shook his head secretly, pressed the lock on the door, and turned to show his ID, "FBI."

Lash was about to open the door and run away, but Rossi had already started the car, and Hotch leaned back and grabbed her arm easily, "Lash, listen to me. We're not here to trouble you, we need your help. Lash, do you remember Harry Payne?"

The name softened the girl's attitude slightly, but she still wanted to struggle, "Harry won't betray me."

"Of course." Hotch nodded. "Dead men don't betray anyone."

"Dead?" Lash seemed to have been slapped in the head, his eyes widened, "He's dead? How could it be that Harry already..."

"So, would you like to help us?"

Lash hesitated for a moment, nodded but then shook his head, "I don't want to go to the police station."

Hotch and Rossi looked at each other and agreed to her request, "We can find a fast food place."