i think my neighbor is gay

He obviously saw me too, and showed me a grim smile. He didn't know what he did to the little girl. She cried even harder, but because the knife on her neck couldn't choke, she tried her best to hold back her movements. It's too big, and I'm blushing now.

Before that, I really didn't know that I couldn't see this kind of thing so much. In addition, this little girl was taken as a hostage because of me. Her pitiful appearance now made me feel guilty and angry, and I rolled up my sleeves. Wanting to move forward, but hotch held his shoulders: "Wait a minute."

The big-eyed Elle pulled me to the back of a police car and handed me a black vest. I looked it over and over again, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Could this be the body armor?"

"Yeah." Elle looked at me, laughed, and reached out to take off my coat, "Put it on quickly."

I want to say that I actually don’t need this, but after thinking about it, I haven’t used my ability like this before, and I don’t have any confidence that I can prevent the opponent’s knife, so I obediently put on the bulletproof vest, and she was in my ear again. A small earphone was stuffed into it, but she didn't say what it was for.

I looked at her, and she also had the same earphone in her ear, and a black microphone on her back collar, which was inconspicuous because she was wearing black clothes.

Elle put her penis on the back of her waist, and she couldn't see any traces from the front. When she passed by Hotch, she nodded to Hotch, then pressed one hand on my shoulder, and raised the other hand She stood up, probably to show her that she didn't have a weapon in her hand.

Maybe it was because she felt that Elle could not pose any threat to him without a weapon, so she didn't object.

I don't pay so much attention. I don't have a gun on my body, and my hands just hang down naturally, and I don't raise them like Elle.

We closed the curtains when we walked to the door, my hands were a little sweaty, and I couldn't help but glanced at Elle, she seemed to know my mood, staring at the door of the house and whispering in my ear: "Don't worry, there is I am here."

Elle seems to be very calm. When a person is in a panic, the calmness of the people around him will make people feel very at ease. Anyway, my nervousness has eased a little.

I stared at the doorknob, took a deep breath, squeezed my fists with both hands, and the slightly longer nails dug into the flesh of my own palm, which hurt a little, but it calmed my mind down a bit.

What are you afraid of?I still have supernatural powers!He only has a knife in his hand!

So comforting myself, I swallowed hard and turned the doorknob.

It may be because all the curtains in the house are drawn, even though the sun has not set yet, the house is still very dark, and I always feel a little uncomfortable entering this dim place from the bright environment outside.

"Close the door." A rough voice came from the room, I hesitated for a while and did not move, he urged impatiently, "Hurry up!"

Hotch's calm voice came from the headset: "Do as he says."

Elle's hand on my shoulder tightened and she closed the door.

The curtains are all drawn, and now even the door is closed, so the outside cannot see what's going on inside. Fortunately, Elle has a microphone clipped to her collar.

My eyes quickly adapted to the light here, and now I am still holding that little girl hostage, standing about ten meters to my left and staring at me.

It was not very clear from the outside just now, and the light is not good now, but the distance is so close, I can finally see him clearly.

Anyone who is not blind can tell that something is wrong with his current appearance. When I saw him two days ago, he was not like this at all. At that time, when he was chatting with that beautiful ol, although he was in high spirits and looked suspicious, But he still looks clean, and now he looks like a drug addict, with dark circles under his eyes, but in just a few days, his cheeks have become sunken and thin, and he is still wearing our school security guards The uniform is crumpled, like clothes that have been wet and dry several times, and they look worse than the homeless people on the street.

His hand holding the knife has been trembling slightly. Although his voice was trembling during the robbery last night, at least his hand was relatively stable.

He doesn't look tense now, but is in nervous spasms.

This is very abnormal no matter how you look at it.

If it wasn't for his knife sticking to the little girl's neck, I would have sympathized with him.

"...If it wasn't for you, how could I be like this!" He seemed a little crazy, the knife in his hand trembled even more, the little girl raised her head again in fear, and looked towards us for help Glancing, I couldn't bear to take two steps forward and staggered back two steps, the knife cut a bloodstain on the little girl's neck.

The little girl who was able to suppress her crying seemed to have collapsed at the moment. The eyes who suddenly cried loudly were always on me, but now they were diverted and grabbed the girl's hair , forcing her to raise her head vigorously, threatening with gritted teeth: "Shutup!"

"You coward!" I raised my voice and yelled, attracting his attention again, fixedly staring at his eyes, fisting my hands behind my back to keep myself from showing timidity, "You coward You have the ability to draw a knife against me! Coward! Trash!"

Elle pulled my clothes from behind and stopped me from continuing to talk to him: "Why are you all to blame? It was your mother who made you like this, not her!"

"You treat others like this now, and your mother won't feel any pain!" Elle took a step forward, she was standing behind me, but now she is standing beside me, "Look at the child in your arms! She was about the same age as you, did you really treat her like your mother treated you?"

"Calm down." Hotch's voice in the headset didn't seem impatient at all, and his cold tone calmed me down a bit, "Elle, keep talking."

Elle paused for a moment, fixed her eyes tightly, and moved forward slowly while talking: "Vern, I know how your mother treats you, look at the child in your arms, you really want her to be with you too Were you that helpless back then?"

His hands were shaking more and more, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and he was crying while listening to Elle's words, and his tone of voice was a bit vague: "They don't know anything...they don't know anything!"

"Comfort him, apologize to him." Hotch ordered calmly.

I carried it out without hesitation, the little girl was killed by me, what is face in front of human life?

"I'm sorry." I slowed down my voice so that I wouldn't show my distaste for him—in fact, I even have some sympathy for him now—I took a slow step forward, looked at him sincerely, "Sorry, I don't know anything."