[Criminal Minds] The Man in the Mirror

Following Yao Sulin's fingers, Emily saw the duplex building in the school district. The white paint on the outside of the wall was a little peeling off. The bare/exposed red bricks and the twining green vines gave it a simple and simple beauty.

Yao Sulin told the two detectives in a low voice that the upstairs has been rented out.Downstairs is still a good place for them to spend their holidays. During spring break or Christmas, a group of college students upstairs are asked to play jazz and soft rock. Last year it rained a lot, and they agreed to repaint it after spring break next year. They had a Labrador before , called Toby, yes, these are theirs, hers and Spencer's, and Ethan's.

"What did they call you?" Morgan looked away.

"er...Watson, sometimes it's Miss Morstan①," Yao Sulin took her key to unlock the lock with ease, "ah, it looks like those little guys are out to play."

After Morgan and Emily checked, they found that there were two cups of black tea on the table, photos, wool carpets, books, chandeliers, and electronic pianos and drums in the corner. All the furnishings looked like a home, a middle-class home.

Morgan shook her head to pull herself back from the scene. Yao Sulin just came out of the storage room, coughing and telling them that they finally found Ethan's bronzing notebook, which was his diary.It contained information about his girlfriend and drafts of several love letters.

"He said this is the treatment of beauties." Yao Sulin wiped the cover with a paper towel, "I keep their sundries, otherwise this place would have been a mess. Believe me, geniuses are sometimes as stupid as children. "

"Even the diary..." Emily was curious.

Yao Sulin said that she was not interested in his romance, and three people gathered around to copy the names, Daisy Dalton, Joan Hill, Isabel Harvey, Diana Neufeld...

"Neufeld?" Yao Sulin was stunned, and Morgan saw her face turn pale little by little.

Reid was kicked out of the name-checking team by Yao Sulin, and followed the old professor a little depressed, with Rossi and Hotch on both sides of him.

The dean of the department has a good memory and a quick conversation. He recognized the genius of the year: "Your name is Reid, Spencer Reid, right? I remember you were with two classmates back then. The boy was Tony's student, and there was a girl, I Remember...is Chinese? What's the name..."

"Rebecca, Rebecca Yao. The boy's name is Ethan. He was killed. Can you help me think about who the murderer might be?" Reid held his hand.

"Ethan... is the one that girls like?" The head of the department tried to recall after listening to Reid's description, "You should look for the group of girls back then, the alumni day is coming... Are you sure you are with someone Enmity?"

"At present, it seems that this situation is most likely, can you..." Reid's tone was almost pleading.

Looking at the old man's embarrassed expression, Hotch answered, "Where's Mr. Hudson? Does he have enemies or has he assisted in handling any cases?" You must know that Hudson's efficiency surprised Rossi, who has always been capable.

"Not to mention, the Hudsons are very traditional scholars and don't care much about other things... Yes, yes, there is indeed a—"

"The murder that happened in the nearby student apartment ten years ago?" Reid took the first step, and he heard Yao Sulin report Neufeld's surname.

"Yes, it's the serial murder case of the female college student, isn't the girl who was with you also involved—"

Then Reid heard a loud bang, a gunshot.

"Rebecca? Rebecca!"

The black SUV drove so fast that Hotch determined it was the first traffic violation in his life.The three rushed into the house, but they didn't see Yao Sulin.When Emily tried to explain why she couldn't get through the phone, Reid took a quick step: "Where's Rebecca? Where's her?"

Morgan quickly caught the black tea that fell from Yao Sulin's hand. Although she was scalded, she had just been liberated from the kitchen, and the pile of desserts on the table was made by her.

"Is there too little sugar?" Yao Sulin took a sip of the macaron②, with an unsure expression on her face that hadn't changed yet.

Everyone was silent, including JJ who rushed over from the police station, they looked at her sympathetically.

"I don't feel very good, I have to do something to divert my attention..." Yao Sulin was a little embarrassed, "Did I just hallucinate? It seems..."

"It's okay, you don't have auditory hallucinations, someone tried to kill us just now—" Emily took a hard bite of the apple pie as she spoke, and the taste was not bad.

"It's not you, it's me." Yao Sulin murmured.

Reid was obviously worried about this: "Rebecca, are you okay? Is it a PTSD attack? I'll go find Mr. Hudson for you, or I'll tell you...you can make a statement tomorrow, you can't stay here tonight, I'll stay with..."

"Ms. Hudson is the one who teaches applied psychology, Spencer." Yao Sulin turned to look at Hotch, "Mr. Hotchner?"

Hotch's heart was stirred up, and he nodded with a sinking face.