[Criminal Minds] years before love

Rossi finally parked the car in front of Payne's house under Payne's guidance, and he was very restless driving along the way. Hotch has been silent behind him, as if carefully reviewing the evidence he just brought back and hasn't had time to share, but occasionally he glances over in the mirror and can see that Hotch seems to be just in a daze more often.And he had to comfort Payne, who was still a little emotionally up and down from time to time.

"Jimmy?" Rossi turned off the engine.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Payne took a few deep breaths, gave him a bitter smile, and opened the car door.

Rossi turned his head immediately, "Aaron, are you okay?"

"Me?" Hotch, who was about to get out of the car, paused, "Very good."

Rossi sighed helplessly, the time and place were not suitable for continuing the conversation, so he could only silently pull out the key and follow.

Payne had already opened the door, and just a few seconds later, Rossi saw the haggard and beautiful mistress rush out and throw herself into his arms. Payne put his arms around her waist, and the two of them hugged each other tightly, tears streaming down their faces in no time.

"Can we go in and have a look?" Rossi stepped forward, a little too intrusive.

"Of course." Payne nodded.

"David, thank you."

"I said I'd bring Jimmy back." Rossi smiled at her and said seriously, "Caroline, I'm really sorry for what happened..."

"David, it's not your fault. You're willing to come and I'm actually very..." Caroline turned to look at him, and slowly left Payne's arms, wiping away her tears, "Accident."

Rossi looked down, "I'm sorry."

"Can I go in?" Hotch suddenly interposed between the two.

"you are?"

"This is Agent Hotch." Payne took her hand, but was a little afraid to look at her, "They're here to investigate Harry's suicide."

"Investigation?" Caroline grabbed him in a panic, "Why did they alert the FBI? What happened?"

"Ma'am, it seems that you turned to the FBI first." Hotch frowned slightly, and continued, "But this is not Agent Rossi's case."

"Aaron." Rossi put a hand on his shoulder.

Hotch stared at her for a moment, then repeated, "Can I get in? Or do we need to get a search warrant?"

"Come in." Payne put his arms around his wife, comforting in a low voice, "They found out that this may be related to another case."

Caroline didn't say anything else, and led the two upstairs, "This is Harry's room. His things have just been brought back from school, and I haven't cleaned them up yet."

She stood at the door, as if a little afraid, and said softly after a while, "Harry doesn't like us to move his things, but now sometimes I want to go and have a look, but I'm afraid of seeing things I don't want to see. "

"Caroline, go down and have a seat." Rossi stopped what he was doing and sighed, "You can wait until you're ready."

Caroline finally turned and buried her head in Payne's chest again, sobbing.

Payne patted her on the back, "Look around, if you need anything, we're downstairs."

Seeing the two disappear from sight, Rossi immediately turned his head and lowered his voice, "Aaron? What's wrong with you?"

Hotch pursed his lower lip quickly, avoiding his gaze. "I just don't like it when you say sorry to her, and I noticed that you seem to be more intimate when she's not around."

"Oh, Aaron." Rossi glanced behind him to make sure it was safe, and seemed to want to touch him, but finally just moved his fingers, "It's really a long and complicated story, and I promise to tell you. But Now I can only say that I was really sorry for her.”

"I believe this story has nothing to do with Harry Payne's death." Hotch gave him a quick look and opened the box in his hand.

"It's just a long time ago." Rossi smiled wryly, "We haven't been in touch for a long time."

"So it's not your fault."

The contents of the boxes were not embarrassing or disgusting, not to mention even less personal than what they found at the scene.

"Textbooks, notebooks, necessary tools." Rossi frowned. "It's not like a teenager's personal belongings."

"It's so different from what was reflected on the scene and what Payne said in his mouth." Hotch was also a little surprised.

"He completely hides his character at school?"

"Or he cleaned up his belongings before he died." Hotch opened the textbook casually. "Judging from the graffiti on it, I'm more inclined to the latter. Same case as mine."

Rossi opened the notebook, there were many traces of tearing inside, and there seemed to be bloodstains on the edges of a few pages, and the page he turned over was a large piece of meaningless ink that had been blurred by water. The force was quite strong, almost The page was torn, "It's obviously not as clean as he thought."

Hotch touched it with his hand and sighed softly. "Dave, anyone who puts a gun in their mouth and pulls the trigger knows they're killing themselves. We need to find that booklet."

Rossi agrees, "He probably tried to get help, but went in the completely wrong direction. We've got some DNA at the scene, hopefully someone alive can give me more information."