In the name of the trench [Comprehensive British and American]

Although she said she didn't want to see any pig teammates, in fact Sarah felt that she really met a pig teammate.

Don't ask Sarah why she said that, just look at the man's gun against her head trembling, while the arm around her neck is tightening.

"To shut up!"

Sarah finally couldn't take it anymore.

She knew that the FBI on the opposite side must be very professional, at least under normal circumstances they should be very professional, and there was nothing wrong with what they said.

But that's in general.

The situation Sarah is facing now is different. Because of her influence, the man's current mental state can be said to be between reason and madness, or it can't be said that way, Sarah makes men think that she is the daughter that men cherish, In fact Sarah was not at all, but the man seemed convinced of it.

...he has already gone crazy.

The man's current situation is not at all looking for a substitute and taking revenge for losing his daughter, because his 'daughter' is by his side at this time.

Completely different mentality and ideas.

Sarah sighed, she knew she couldn't count on others, and the only one who knew the man's mental state and thoughts best at this time was herself.

Sarah glared at the older FBI agent who spoke before, seeing that he was about to speak again, Sarah immediately said, "I'll say it again, shut up!"

Then, regardless of what the detective thought, Sarah gently held the man's arm across her neck: "Can you relax a little? Dad, I feel... a little uncomfortable."

Sure enough, the man immediately relaxed his grip. Although he didn't let go, he still asked softly, "Honey, did I hurt you?"

"Yes," Sarah didn't deny it. "So, can you relax a little bit? I'm right here, right next to you."

"No, no, honey," the man's voice was a little confused: "I'm sorry, but I can't let go, don't worry, just be patient a little longer, I'll let these people go soon, no one can hurt you , no one can take you away from me!"

Sarah's voice is softer, while doing her best to exert influence over the man: "Of course, I belong to you, forever."

Then she gently pulled the man's arm away a little, and the man didn't resist, allowing Sarah to move his handwriting from the neck to the shoulder.

"Relax Dad, look, I'm not leaving, let me go behind you now please? I'm a little scared."

The muzzle of the man's gun on her head moved away slightly, and Sarah slowly turned around to get behind the man.

Then the man pointed his gun at the opposite row of FBI, and he was defenseless against Sarah behind him. He even made a protective posture to block Sarah behind.

It was only then that Sarah looked at the older detective who had spoken before. She winked at Mr. Agent, and then smiled.

The detective looked at her with a frown. Sarah could feel the suspicion of the detective. It might be difficult for him to understand why this happened.

But Sarah won't wait too long. Since last year's accident, her ability has been greatly weakened. Just now, she gave the man a mandatory consciousness influence in a hurry. Who knows how long she can last, 1 minutes or 2 minutes?And once this compulsive influence disappears, Sarah is not willing to bear the backlash effect caused.

Therefore, after giving Mr. Detective a wink, she used all her strength to attack the man from behind, regardless of whether Mr. Detective understood what she meant.

Well, a trick attack.

Just as Sarah threw the man to the ground and restricted the movement of his arms, the group of FBIs reacted immediately, and then a group of people rushed forward.

The one rushing forward was a dark-skinned, very strong-looking detective.

Well, he is indeed very strong. In Sarah's current state of weakness in hands and feet, even though he has used a lot of skills, the man is still capable of struggling. Just when Sarah felt that he might not be able to suppress it, the dark-colored The strong agent of the skin rushed up and dealt with the man three times and two times.

No resistance.

Seeing the man being skillfully handcuffed by the strong detective, Sarah finally breathed a sigh of relief, and directly collapsed on the ground next to him.

Soon a dark-haired female detective came to help her up.

Sarah thanked the female detective in a low voice, and then asked, "Can you stop the one in front for me?"

The female detective glanced at her. Although she didn't quite understand Sarah's intentions, she still said, "Morgan! Wait a minute!"

Morgan is that dark-skinned, strong detective. When he was suddenly stopped, he was obviously puzzled: "Al?"

The female detective named Al gestured to Sarah with her eyes, and then said, "She seems to have something to say."

Sarah nodded, using a little strength to stand upright, no longer leaning on Al, and then she asked Morgan, "Can I make a request?"

Morgan was even more at a loss: "What?"

"Can you give him to me temporarily? It only takes a minute or two."

Morgan looked at the man who had been stripped of all weapons and had his hands handcuffed, but he still didn't understand: "What do you want to do?"

"Well, to put it simply, I hope you leave him here for a minute or two, and then you retreat to the outside of the warehouse, pretending that you haven't come in. Trust me, it only takes a minute or two."

Sarah looked at the man and said, "I want to thank him for his 'care' during this time."

Hearing this, there was no one who didn't understand Sarah's meaning, Morgan immediately shook his head: "Sorry, I'm afraid it won't work."

"Okay," Sarah curled her lips, then let go of Al and walked slowly in front of Morgan, facing the man. She glanced at Morgan and said, "If it's not enough for a minute or two, then a second or two it should be no problem?"

Before Morgan could speak, Sarah had already pressed her knee against a certain part of the man's lower body.

Then Morgan clearly felt the man tremble violently, and then screamed out.

Morgan stared at Sarah dumbfounded.

Sarah seemed to finally let out a sigh of relief: "Very good, I feel much happier now!"

Don't think that she doesn't know the dirty thoughts in the man's heart during this time. No matter how good he is as a father, in fact, his sick thoughts about his daughter are not hidden in Sarah's perception at all.

...That's why I said, it's disgusting!

However, the consequence of Sarah having a good few seconds was that she had to face a very serious conversation after following the group of detectives back to the police station.

There is a small room in the police station. Sarah can tell that this is a small office that has been temporarily cleaned up in the past few days. There are many documents and photos in it. In one of the photos, the girl Sarah has seen is the one who was taken The fifth girl killed.

Apparently, this was an office reserved exclusively for this case.

At this time, a white agent with black hair and a suit was sitting across from Sarah, and an older agent whom Sarah had seen before was sitting beside him.

"Aaron Hotchner," and then he introduced the older detective beside him: "Jason Gideon."

After introducing the name, Agent Hotchner said directly: "I heard that you attacked Kent after the arrest?"

"Sarah Hield," Sarah casually reported the name, and then asked with some doubts: "Kent?"

"It's the one who kidnapped you before."

Well, that perverted man she spent five days with, Kent.

Sarah nodded. "Maybe that's not an assault. In fact, I've wanted to do that for a long time. Given where I attacked, Agent Hotchner, I think you should understand why."

Of course Hodge knew why. The bodies of the five girls they had found before all had signs of sexual assault, except for the mutilated ones that had been tortured.

Apparently, either one came from the man named Kent.

Speaking of this, neither Hodge nor Gideon knew what to say for a while.

Are they going to ask the young girl in front of them if Kent raped her during this time and that's why she attacked Kent in retaliation?

Although this is indeed a question that needs to be asked, for some reason, both Hotchner and Gideon found it difficult for them to ask this question when facing Sarah.

Sarah obviously knew what the two agents were thinking, so she said directly: "He didn't do anything to me, but I know what he wants to do, which is disgusting enough."

At this time, Gideon suddenly said: "Miss Hilde, we noticed before that Kent's attitude towards you is completely different from the previous five times, and now you tell us that he has not violated you in any way, I am very curious, Why?"

Normally, with Kent's criminal pattern, he wouldn't change his style easily, and that doesn't have to change either.

In fact, the fifth girl was killed on the day Sarah fell into Kent's hands, and the fifth girl was killed in exactly the same way as the previous four.

So if anything has changed Kent's mold, it has to be because of Sarah.

Gideon, as a seasoned profiler, knows very well that this scenario is highly unlikely to happen, but now it does.

Very incredible.

For Gideon's question, Sarah thought for a while and replied: "Because I understand him, I can understand and read his thoughts, and then change him. I exerted influence on him. He felt that I was different from the previous five people completely different."

"different?"

"Yes, the previous five are substitutes, the object of his revenge and venting, and I, I am the one who needs his care, needs his protection, and has never betrayed and never left his daughter, so his behavior pattern changed."

The answer was completely beyond Gideon's expectations: "That's impossible!"

Even the serious and expressionless Agent Hotchner showed surprise.

Sarah spread her hands: "Nothing is impossible. I have enough understanding and rich experience in spiritual awareness. I know how to influence Kent, and I know how to control him, or at least let him control him and not kill him." I."

"How did you do this?"

Sarah smiled, and she pointed to her head: "I'm smart and naturally likable."

This is the truth, as long as she is willing, she can make [-]% of the people in the world like her.

Even if that person is a psychopathic serial killer.

After that, Sarah didn't give Gideon a chance to ask again, but said directly: "Can I go to rest? To be honest, I haven't slept much these days."

The tired look on her face is too obvious, no one can say no at this time, even if they have a lot of procedures to go through and a dozen questions to ask, but that will have to wait until tomorrow.

When Sarah came out of the small office, she happened to see the female detective Al who had helped her up before. Sarah smiled and waved at Al: "Thank you."

Al nodded slightly: "You're welcome."

"Can I ask a question?"

"what?"

"Do you know where there is a place that sells clothes?" Sarah looked at the clothes on her body that Kent had touched countless times: "I can't stand it for even a second!"

This question is obviously beyond Al's ability: "Sorry, I'm just here to help solve the case, not a local."

"Okay," Sarah sighed, planning to ask other policewomen.

"There is a street two kilometers away from here, where there are many clothing stores."

The sudden sound made Sarah look over involuntarily, and then she saw a... long bamboo pole with Bambi's eyes?

"You are……?"

Sarah looked at Mr. Zhugan with some doubts. Mr. Zhugan seemed a little excited when he saw her. Did they know each other?

Sarah's bewilderment obviously made Mr. Zhugan a little discouraged. He stood there holding a stack of documents, pursed his lips and announced his name: "Red, Spencer Red."

Sarah was still puzzled: "Are you an agent with them?"

"I……"

"Well, you're together, but you're not an agent?"

Zhugan Rhett nodded: "Dr. Rhett, I am a doctor."

Sarah acknowledged, then asked, "You seem to know me?"

When this topic was brought up, Rhett was clearly depressed: "Well, you probably don't remember me. We used to be classmates, high school classmates, in Las Vegas."

Sarah blinked, then realized: "Oh, you're that skinny little genius!"

Hearing this, Rhett's mood immediately improved a lot. He pursed his lips and showed a smile, and then said, "You are the same."

Sarah was his age, and they were classmates in high school, so apparently, Sarah was about Rhett's age in high school.

In fact, they are the same age, both are 12 years old, Rhett remembers very clearly, after all, it is rare for Rhett to meet a child of the same age in high school, and Sarah is completely different from the unpopular nerd image of Rhett , Rhett still remembers that he was also a genius who graduated at the age of 12. Sarah was much more likable than him in school, at least most of the people were kind to Sarah.

Seeing her old classmates, Sarah was obviously also happy: "Sorry, I didn't recognize you before, your change... well, it's a bit big."

Rhett blinked, and then heard Sarah say: "Actually, it's not very big, except that it has grown a lot taller."

Back then Reid was a skinny little bamboo pole, but now he is a long long bamboo pole!

If there was a difference, Sarah would describe it this way.

But anyway...

"Nice to meet you, Rhett."

Sarah never thought that the poor little girl who was bullied back then has become an FBI with a gun.

"Me too."

Rhett wasn't lying, of course, and then he went back to the previous topic: "You want to buy clothes?"

This small town doesn't seem to have a big shopping mall, but there are still a few clothing stores. Although Reid didn't deliberately remember them, his photographic memory is enough for him to know them.

When the matter of clothes was mentioned, Sarah lamented: "You don't know how disgusting I am now!"

The thing she wants to do most now is take a bath!change clothes!sleep after!

Rhett could probably understand Sarah's mood, he thought for a while and said, "It's not too late now, the clothing store should not be closed yet."

"Then what are we waiting for! Lead the way!" Sarah pulled Rhett up and ran out.

She didn't want to be patient for a moment!