Earlier, as soon as Red walked in the door, he noticed that the living room was so clean and tidy that it didn't look like a single man's living environment. A small bookshelf was embedded in the wall, and as he passed by it, he saw that the books on the shelves were arranged strictly from left to right according to the alphabet. Then, in less than ten minutes, the other party's speech and demeanor revealed that he himself had a slight perfectionist tendency.

However, it is clear to Red that the sense of disobedience he feels does not come from these aspects.

But the purpose of his visit this time is not to profile the other party as a suspect in a certain case. So this sense of disobedience had to be ignored by him for the time being.

The blonde young man was surprised when he heard Red tell him what he was trying to do.

Qiao Heng is exactly like every citizen who thinks that he will have nothing to do with the crime for life, with a slight disgust for criminals and worries about himself. Then he looked at the still immature FBI on the other side without a trace.

...... has a very high education, a very high IQ, a sensitive and introverted personality, a certain social handicap, and is not good at using firearms as a field FBI.

At the same time, he asked, in a cautious manner, "You mean, the next target of the murderer on the news is me?"

Red corrected and added: "It's one of the potential targets. ”

If it were someone else in the bau, the potential victim would probably be reassured at this time to facilitate the rest of the conversation. But Red, whose social skills are so low as to be miserable, apparently did not seize this good moment.

The other party is very calm and very good at controlling his feelings, and Rhett added such an evaluation to the other party in his heart. He asked, "Have you ever inadvertently felt like someone was spying on you lately?"

Qiao Heng thought for a while and replied, "There shouldn't be." ”

"And have you made any new friends lately?" Rhett asked, then described, "You're new to that person and you're not too familiar with the strangers. He was not physically fit and not tall. ”

Qiao Heng shook his head, "I can't remember." There are too many of these kinds of 'friends' in my network. ”

This answer is decent.

The young man's dark green eyes were filled with a hint of distress and frankness, and no one would think that he was actually perfunctory.

But he was really perfunctory.

Rhett didn't notice it, and he said, "Mr. Sterling, did you have any trouble with anyone a month or two ago?"

Qiao Heng replied: "Is it considered to crush a listed company?"

Red: "...... Calculate. "From shareholders to ordinary company employees, how many people have been wronged.

Then, Qiao Heng heard the other party open his mouth to report a series of revenge killings caused by unemployment. Didn't the young FBI think that saying such a thing to a potential victim might well scare the person into sleepless nights?

Halfway through the count, Red also seemed to realize that it was not good to say this kind of thing at this time, and it would only cause psychological pressure to the other party, so he immediately closed his mouth and stopped in embarrassment.

Qiao Heng smiled indifferently and motioned for the other party to continue.

Red said softly, "I'm sorry. ”

He continued, "What's the name of that company?"

Qiao Heng: "Mon Ertuo." ”

Red remembered the name and was ready to call Garcia later and ask her to look up if there were any employees in the company that matched the suspect's profile.

Next, Red asked a few more questions.

The floor clock in the corner suddenly rang.

Red looked at the time and saw that it was getting late, so he took out a shorthand notebook from the backpack he was carrying and quickly wrote a phone number on it with a pen. He tore off the paper and placed it on the coffee table.

He said to Qiao Heng: "Thank you very much Mr. Sterling for your cooperation, I will come back tomorrow, if you think of something about the case or encounter a suspicious person, please feel free to notify us, you can call this number, it will be directly connected to the Behavior Analysis Department." There are two police officers out there who are in charge of keeping you safe, so you can ask them to help you if you run into a situation that you can't handle on your own. ”

Qiao Heng smiled and said that he knew.

He sent Red out the door and watched him leave. Before entering, he glanced more into the shade of a tree. There was a police car parked there that was monitoring everything in the vicinity.

After sending the FBI away, Qiao Heng's face gradually turned cold when he returned to the room.

Only he knew that he wanted to avoid contact with the FBI, or should I say he had to avoid contact, rather than the serial murderer who would come at an unknown time.

The original owner of the body is not a good thing, and the original owner is not a legitimate occupation that can be taken out to bask in the sun.

And Qiao Heng himself, with the skills in his mind that no law-abiding person should know, if he accidentally shows a sign of being different from ordinary people in front of this group of FBI behavior analysts with eyes sharper than eagles and smells smarter than dogs, he will wait for trouble. The name of a potential criminal, he still doesn't want to be better.

He and the original owner of this body were only fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter.

The sky gradually darkened, and Qiao Heng habitually made dinner himself.

The dinner was not lavish, but simple, a tiny steak, an omelette, and two square slices of bread, which could be considered humble for what should be the sumniest dinner of the day in the American imperialist tradition.

If you were an ordinary woman, this dinner would probably reach seven points full, but for an upright young adult man, this food would only reach the level of "barely hungry", and it would be absolutely impossible to say "full".

For Qiao Heng, as long as he is hungry and the energy he consumes is enough to support various daily life activities, he feels that it is enough.

How exactly this habit was formed, he didn't want to remember at all.

After eating dinner alone, he put away the dishes, opened the water valve, and the cold water rushed on the plates, dishes and forks, and his fingers soaked in the water were also a little cold. After washing, he walked over to the hand dryer and dried his hands.

Then he sat down on the couch and spread out a newspaper, ready to finish the unfinished part. It's just that his thoughts didn't stay on the newspaper at all, and his eyes flashed dark.

Not far from the house, a policeman got out of the police car and said to another policeman in the car, "Do you want anything else?"

The policeman in the car shook his head, "Don't want anything else, you go and buy these things back enough for the two of us to eat." ”

"Then I'm leaving. The policeman who got out of the car waved his hand behind his back and walked towards the convenience store he saw when he came this morning, and he could also take a look around. He secretly cursed that serial murderer in his heart, if it weren't for this scumbag, he and his girlfriend wouldn't have gone on a date tonight.

As the policeman walked away, the light from the street lamps shone on him, and the shadow was drawn longer and longer on the ground in front of him. Suddenly, he saw a shadow next to his shadow, for some reason his heart was vigilant, he subconsciously turned back, a strange sound came into his ears, and before consciousness disappeared, he only saw a pistol equipped with a silencer flickering in front of him.

The policeman, who was sitting in the car and waiting for his companion to return, heard a sound of approaching footsteps outside the window.

Coming back so soon?

Before he could see if it was his companion, he had a bullet hole in his forehead and collapsed in the car.

BAU Headquarters -

Gordon is a veteran profiler in the Behavior Analysis Department, and he has a wealth of experience solving crimes. He looked at the photos of the victims that appeared on the screen and said to the crowd who were working overtime: "I think the profile we did before has gone into a misunderstanding, and we have all fallen into a stereotype." Since the serial murderers who appeared in the past were mostly men, we all subconsciously regarded this suspect as a man this time, but ...... What if the suspect is not known to be a woman?"