[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

When Lance actually sat in the interrogation room, he actually started to feel sleepy.

The necessary procedure for interrogation is not to interrogate the suspect immediately after he is brought in, but to wait for a period of time to increase his psychological pressure.

So Lance quickly fell asleep on the table...

No one can stop a sleepy nerd from falling asleep!Swear with your heart!

But this is not what people across the mirror want to see, so someone came in soon.

It was a middle-aged man, time had left indelible marks on his face, but you could vaguely see what he was like when he was young, a handsome guy who could drive girls crazy.

Behind him was a young man with brown hair. The young man seemed a little nervous since he came in.

"Agent Jason Gordon." The man pulled up a chair and sat down opposite Lance. "This is Dr. Spencer Reed."

"What do you want to know?" Lance rubbed his head, "Or have I done anything? Even though I am unknown, I am also an FBI. My chief should be here soon, so if you have any sensitive questions, please ask drop it."

Gordon smiled, "You're very smart."

"I don't like people saying that I'm smart." Lance frowned, "It makes me very uneasy, when facing geniuses in the FBI."

"Ok."

Reid stepped forward and spread out photos one by one on the table, "The three victims last night, in fact, they disappeared at the airport three days ago, and died at Mrs. Dana's house last night at six o'clock in the afternoon Left and right, you didn't have an alibi both times."

"Know our profile of the suspect?"

Lance turned his head, "I didn't major in ethology, who would know."

"You are very dissatisfied with us?" Gordon said, "although very cooperative."

"Can you have any feelings other than disgust for the group of people who yank you naked from bed and handcuffed and ready to take you away? It's like I got arrested for a fucking deal ?” Lance pouted.

"Ahem, well, our profile of the suspect is a white male aged 20 to 35, with an ordinary job and a mediocre performance in the unit, but he doesn't care. He longs for a happy family but the reality may not be like this. In addition, he Very smart, very friendly to others and good at disguising, easy to get close to." Rhett frowned. "Furthermore, the murderer's crimes at Mrs. Dinah's house were carefully arranged. He imprisoned them for three days. This must be because he is very familiar with Mrs. Dinah's house. He knew that they had gone on a trip and would not return for many days, so this must be Someone near here."

"..."

"We guess that the murderer had a bad childhood, lacked love, and showed a certain degree of aggression when he was a child." Reed continued.

Lance stared into his eyes, his teeth were about to gnaw, your sister's lack of love, your sister's lack of love!Labor and management are obviously very fraternal!

"Lance, do you still have contact with the other children who grew up in the orphanage?" Gordon spread his hands, but the question he asked was irrelevant.

"No." Lance shook his head, and then suddenly realized, "You have been talking about it for a long time, you are reminding me that I attacked Dean Keith when I was six years old, well, it seems that I am indeed suspected. At this time, my The boss should be here soon, do you have any evidence for this?"

"You don't seem to regret attacking the dean?"

"Actually, I regret it." Lance struggled for a moment, "It's because I was too young and too weak, or I would have destroyed his descendants long ago."

"..."

"Well, a good man, a famous successful entrepreneur, a famous social person, the skin is bright enough to cover the dirty body and soul underneath." Lance smiled, "You know, in fact, the children in the orphanage are Pretty, the dean's favorite little dark-haired kids you can hold in your arms, because they're so pretty when they cry."

"I'm sorry." Gordon blinked.

"It's not you." Lance shook his head. "This scumbag has some connections with the state government. It's not uncommon for one or two senior officials to like children. It's convenient, isn't it? Mutually beneficial.

However, although it is for the needs of handling the case, did you get the approval of my superior when you checked my file? "

"..."

"Although what the FBI often does is break the rules." Lance laughed again.

Gordon stood up and went out with Rhett.

Negotiation standoff?The most important thing is to occupy the right to speak, point out the weak points of the opponent step by step, and let the opponent collapse step by step.Isn't this what the fbi always teaches during training?

The photo in front of him was not taken away, and Lance finally set his sights on it. The wounds on the victim's body were actually not many, but they were all fatal. The young child went to heaven with his toys in his arms. The young Couples, who may have come out to play happily to celebrate the happy harmony of the family, are now turned into cold corpses.

He's a member of the fbi, of course he knows who Jason Gordon and Spencer Read are, bau, fbi...

But now he was arrested as a suspect, while the real murderer was still living his life leisurely.

Can't stand it!

But who would believe him?The oblique reminder will only attract suspicion, but the murderer is known, but there is no evidence!

Why the hell does he just want to live, having such a skill is simply forcing him to become the rhythm of Shenjingbing!Fortunately, there are always the goddess's sleepy eyes and graceful body... Uh, replaying it in my mind...

"I don't think he's the murderer." Morgan frowned. "He's humorous and doesn't show any signs of trauma. That doesn't fit the profile."

Gordon nodded, "He even reminded us that there will be some troubles after his chief arrives, so we can ask sensitive questions in advance."

"Until Rhett put those photos in front of him, he seemed a little irritable." Morgan touched his chin. "The police also said that after they arrived last night he also tried to avoid seeing the body."

"regret?"

"Hey, maybe he has this shadow, look at his expression!" Morgan pointed to the one-way mirror, "angry, unwilling, as if he knows something but can't do anything."

"Okay." Rhett swallowed, "Let's assume that maybe he thought something bad when he saw the corpse, or that he actually knew something about the case or even who the murderer was... "

"Then why didn't he say it?"

Gordon raised his eyebrows, "We'll let him talk." After speaking, he opened the side door and went in.

Lance looked away from the photo and looked at Gordon.

Gordon continued to sit opposite him, "Lance, we are all FBI, I believe you are not the murderer, but you must know something, why didn't you say it?"

Lance pursed his lips, trying to make himself smile innocently, "Since you know I'm innocent, and you can waste so much time on me just because you don't know the so-called 'what I might know'?"

"waste time?"

"Not everyone is Maria Ozawa."

"Who?"

"Well... can we skip this question?" Lance smiled maliciously, and then adjusted his expression, "This time is enough for my boss to come here and talk with your team leader for a long time, our The conversation is over."

As Lance said, the door of the interrogation room opened almost in the next second, and a blond beauty in professional attire stood at the door arrogantly, and beside her was a handsome black-haired man.

The dark-haired man shook his head, "We have to let him go."

Lance lowered his head and waited for the handcuffs to be released before standing up, "Thank you."

"Noah, dear, did they make things difficult for you?" Anna asked aloud.

"Fortunately, it seems that there is some discrepancy between the profile of the suspect and me, so I was asked to cooperate with the investigation. Just now Agent Gordon admitted that I am innocent." Lance met his boss, not to mention the boss is still a rare Beauty, of course she will not be stingy with her smile, she suddenly showed her two little canine teeth.

Anna just sneered when she heard the words, and then took care of Lance to go back and have a good rest.

Lance agreed, and after watching his beautiful boss leave gracefully, he turned his attention to the working environment of the bau department.

Well, everything is very good, each agent has his own independent work table, oh!They even have their own coffee machine...bet this one makes great coffee!

"Hmm..." Lance looked at Gordon who was standing on the side, "Can I have a cup of coffee?"

Gordon shrugged, "Of course." Then he walked towards the coffee machine.

Lance blinked his eyes and followed closely, reached out to take the hot and fragrant coffee, and took a sip with satisfaction.

"you……"

Without waiting for Gordon to finish his sentence, Lance said, "I just want to try and see if bau's coffee is different."

"How about it?"

"Very good." Lance smiled, "I want to know, is he doing it again?"

"How to say?"

"Otherwise, you wouldn't be in such a hurry, and even arrested me who was suspected without doing more work." Lance looked at the cup in his hand.

"Yes, you are very smart." Gordon nodded, "There are indeed other victims."

"The coffee is good, really." Lance put down his cup and held out his hand. "Thank you for the hospitality."

Gordon also stretched out his hand and shook Lance's lightly.

"In exchange, Rich Green" Lance's hand tightened and then loosened, "Don't ask me the source, I won't answer."