[Criminal Minds] years before love

"Come back?" Hotch lifted Kim up and stuffed it on the chair, "What do you mean come back?"

"Once. When I was young." A man in his late fifties shook his head vigorously, "No, no, you won't believe it."

"What happened? When you were little."

"You won't believe it..." Kim still shook her head, her voice getting smaller and smaller.

"Maybe someone didn't believe you once." Hotch leaned almost in his ear, "but I strongly suggest you tell us."

"I've seen this before." Kim swallowed hard, gasping.

"Triple heads?" Hotch glanced in Rossi's direction almost reflexively, "You, when you were little?"

"No." Kim shook his head vigorously, "words made of blood."

"That's not a difficult technique." Hotch frowned.

"I saw it with my own eyes." Now that Kim had already opened his mouth, he stopped struggling and said, "I...maybe only a few years old. In winter, I ran out. I ran out to play. In the village not far from the village Suddenly it started snowing."

He looked up at Hotch, and Hotch nodded to show he was listening, so Kim continued, "It was very windy. I fell, and the snow fell on the ground in front of me, and suddenly, it turned into blood."

"And then?" Hotch didn't rush to refute.

"I watched them fall drop by drop on the snow, until they seeped into the snow and became a word."

"A word?"

"Go back. It told me to go back."

"Then you went back?"

"I was terrified, like passed out." Kim bit her lip, "I don't remember anything after that. There was a blizzard that day, and my parents thought I was swept away when they found me missing. The blizzard After stopping, there were dead animals everywhere outside the village, and they found me fainted in a snow cave at the entrance of the village. There was no writing, and they all said that there was no blood or writing around me!"

"You think it's a demon?" Hotch said the word demon almost with difficulty.

"Animals will avoid the wind and snow." Kim lowered his head, "We have never seen so many animals die in the wind and snow. The old people said that the devil was hunting, and I must be blessed by God to be alive."

"I've heard about the blizzard," Miller whispered to Rossi, "but never about the blood."

Rossi nodded without answering.

"They must have come to take me away, they will take everything away!" Kim shuddered. "We can't do anything—you don't believe it, do you? You don't believe me at all!"

Hotch hesitated for a moment, and finally did not choose to refute him, but said slowly, "Kim, humans once killed demons."

Kim froze for a moment, looked up at him, Hotch had left him and left without looking back.

Rossi tossed the handcuff key to Miller, "Is that hotel across the street where the Carters were last seen?"

"Yes."

"Is it where we're going to live?"

"Yes, all the luggage has been delivered." Miller gripped the key tightly in his hand.

"Okay, you don't have to follow, Hotch and I can go there by ourselves." Rossi thought for a while, and still grabbed him who was about to enter the door and said, "Don't ask Kim about what he just said, and send him home."

Hotch sighed secretly, glanced at Miller who hurried to the interrogation room, and followed Rossi out without saying anything.

Rossi didn't speak until he left the police station and confirmed that no one was following him, "Do you believe what he said?"

"Technically, yes." Hotch pursed his lower lip. "Maybe what he said wasn't the real truth, but he didn't lie. The memory of young children is prone to deviation, especially when they are near death."

"So you don't believe what he said about the existence of demons." Rossi agreed with his judgment and still asked.

"At least in the various materials I have seen, there is no definite confirmation of their existence." Hotch didn't really want to discuss this topic, "But Dave, this is not the point of this case. You said before, you have seen many more than this A much weirder case, and countless serial killers caught, but so far I haven't been lucky enough to see the devil."

"Strictly speaking, Devil has a special designation, not an ordinary devil. When people believe in God and angels, they have to believe in devils and demons." Rossi turned his head and looked at the faintly visible church spire in the distance.

"You're not serious, are you?" Hotch gave him a strange look.

"Well, I just wanted to say that I can understand his fear. So you don't believe me?" Rossi blinked.

"…I don't go to church," Hotch said bluntly, "since I left my parents."

"Oh, Aaron..."

"Don't persuade me." Hotch interrupted him, "If what Kim said is really a demon, it's hard for me to understand the meaning of the demon's extra effort to keep him alive."

"Perhaps he met a kind demon."

"Dave, you just published a very bad theory. Demons are demons because they are evil." Hotch stopped before entering the hotel, turned to look around, very ordinary street, nothing possible A place that attracts people into danger, "What happened to the Carter family after going out this door."

"Only for devils, they were angels before they were devils." Rossi paused for a second. "Aaron, I'm surprised you're afraid of devils."

"I'm not afraid," Hotch retorted immediately.

"Aaron, it's not the devils themselves that you're afraid of. It's the possibility that they exist." Rossi stared at him.

Hotch took a deep breath and spoke again slowly, "I'm not afraid. And, stop profiling me, Dave."

Rossi was silent for a while and just said, "It's late, go to rest, there's not much we can do before the unknown suspect makes further moves, but at least we can't be exhausted until then."