Hearing this gunshot, Gordon said that his heart was not good, he directly kicked open the door and shouted: "FBI!"

At the same time, the fire team quickly entered the room from his side.

Gordon took a few steps forward, and when he could see the scene in the living room, his expression suddenly relaxed a little.

A young woman with brown hair fell to the ground with a bullet mark on her forehead. Across from her stood a young man, with a slightly disheveled collar, holding a common civilian pistol in his hand, aimed at the woman on the ground. The young man looked at the corpse on the ground and took half a step back, his face a little pale.

At this point, who doesn't understand that the woman lying on the ground is the killer who has committed three cases in a row?

Gordon waved his hand and told the fireteam to lay down their weapons.

Then he said to the young man with the gun, "Come, take a deep breath, relax, put the gun down." ”

Qiao Heng let go of his hand, and the gun fell to the ground. He tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't want to see the corpse on the ground.

For him, the FBI came sooner rather than later.

Dr. Red, a visiting agent during the day, also walked into the living room.

Gordon commanded, "Red, pour a cup of coffee." Then he looked at Qiao Heng, "Maybe we can talk in another place, we need to keep the scene for the survey record." ”

Red obediently went to get a cup of coffee and handed it to Qiao Heng.

He had previously made a cursory observation of the bullet hole in the forehead of the suspect's corpse, and it was clear that his marksmanship was accurate, at least much more accurate than his own. The other party is supposed to be trained in gunning, but it is not uncommon for a young man like him to pay someone to teach him in gunning ability and fighting skills.

Red decides to classify the sense of disobedience he feels when he sees the youth during the day as an illusion.

The young man took the cup and thanked him politely.

The water vapor blurred the darkness in Qiao Heng's eyes, he glanced at Gordon and replied, "Go to my study and talk." ”

As for what to do with the body on the ground, it's up to the FBI.

Under the Castle Act, in the event of an illegal break-in, the homeowner can use lethal force to defend himself. One is a wanted serial murderer and the other is a citizen with a good record who has been designated by the FBI as one of the potential victims, and no one thinks the youth will be charged with a crime by the prosecution.

This is one of the reasons why he has the audacity to let women into the house.

But he could let her into his house, but he couldn't let her go out unharmed, or rather, he wouldn't dare to do so. He couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't press charges against him in front of the FBI, and to him, she was like a tainted witness. How dare he let her go.

Gordon followed Qiao Heng into the study, and as he walked, he looked at the decoration of the room.

The two came to the study, and Gordon sat down and asked casually, "You designed this house yourself?"

"Yes. Qiao Heng nodded.

Gordon said sincerely, "Very good. ”

Qiao Heng smiled and accepted this compliment.

Seeing that the other party was completely relaxed, Gordon began to inquire about the case. He took out his pen and paper, ready to take notes.

"Mr. Sterling, please describe what just happened. ”

......

After Reid examined the body, he stepped aside and let the federal police take pictures of the suspect's body. He walked over to the other side of the wall, which was lined with three bookshelves, and he browsed the names of the books one by one.

"Something is missing. He wanted to say that during the day.

Just as J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter is popular among children around the world, there are also several books that are popular among young people of his age.

Red clearly knows what others say about him, student, nerd, etc., etc., but he is extremely dull in the eyes of others, and he has several popular books at home that he thinks are well written, including mystery and suspense, and science fiction.

But none of the three shelves have any such bestsellers.

Red could see that the books on the shelves were not being used to pretend to be sophisticated or to show off their content. No matter how much people love books, there will always be some reading traces on the pages, and the more often they turn through the books. Judging by the reading marks on the pages of these books on the shelves, it is clear that the owners of the books often flipped through them.

He decided to go to the study and wondered if it was the same on the shelves in the study.

Just then, the sound of conversation reached Red's ears. He looked sideways to see Gordon and the blonde youth coming out of the study.

Gordon beckoned to Red, "Red, come here." ”

Red walked over, and Gordon handed him the transcript of the conversation he had just jotted, and Red gave him a quick glance, nothing of special concern.

Gordon suddenly remembered something, he turned his head to Qiao Heng and reminded, "Mr. Sterling, if you can, you can consider changing your residence for the time being." ”

The veteran profiler blinked, and said with a bit of banter: "Hide from reporters." ”

There is no need for Gordon to remind him, Qiao Heng also has this intention. In some cases, the victim or the victim's relatives will take advantage of the media hype to become famous, but he obviously has no need to hype, and he does not like to deal with media reporters at all.

He said as if it were true: "This time I must change to a safe and secure place with a high defense factor, I really don't want to go through this kind of thing again." ”

"Mr. Sterling, do you mind if I visit your study?"

Qiao Heng looked at Rhett, who suddenly interjected, and replied, "Please." ”

Gordon glanced at Rhett and didn't say anything.

Red went to the study and saw that it was the same. It's not so much a study as a home studio. The most placed on the bookshelf are a copy of the text jiàn folder. And those books on the shelves, even if you don't look at the content and only look at the binding, you know that they definitely have nothing to do with bestsellers.

As he walked out of the study, Red stopped talking, but finally didn't say anything.

After Gordon and Rhett finished their investigation and got into the FBI's Chevrolet field car to return to the BAU headquarters, Gordon asked, "What, what did you find?"

Red shook his head, "Nothing, an inconsequential matter. ”

......

In any case, since there is a homicide, the process that should be followed still has to be followed. Qiao Heng handed over these purely time-wasting things to his assistant, and then began to move the house.

He has been preparing for that house for a long time, and there are all kinds of furniture and electrical appliances in it, and he only needs to ask a cleaner to clean up the accumulated dust, and he can move in with confidence. Originally, the residences in that residential area were mainly sold to dignitaries and celebrities, and the security factor was extremely high, so Qiao Heng bought a house there in order to prevent such a thing.

He blamed his recent work on his secretary for adjusting his condition. He had been at home for a few days before he left to retrieve the package on Straße de Trena.

It was a small, exquisitely packaged gift box, less than the size of a palm, with a red ribbon tied on it. He looked at it, and who would have imagined that such a romantic little box would contain materials that would make all the FBI excited?

He put it in the passenger seat and took it home.

He sat on the couch, playing with the little gift box he had just retrieved. Maybe it contains a memory card, maybe it's a key to a safe, or maybe it contains a CD.

In just a few minutes, he pondered countless ways to destroy the impending information without any security.

Of course, it is also possible that the box does not contain a so-called memory card, nor a safe key, but may simply be a business card with the name and contact information of an informant printed on it.

After all, this is her usual method.

But he didn't want to encounter the latter situation at this time, because it would mean that he would need to go to another place and get what he wanted from another person, and the more steps in a plan, the more likely it would be to have accidents, and the chances of him being exposed would increase by ten percent for each additional person who handled that information.

Qiao Heng pulled off the red ribbon tied to the box, and his movements were unhurried, giving people the illusion that he was opening a gift from his beloved.

He opened the box, and there was only a white piece of paper folded in half, and the edges of the folded piece of paper were extremely symmetrical, and it was obvious that the original owner of the piece of paper must have taken great care in folding it.

He picked up the piece of paper and opened it, and when he could read the handwriting, his fingers paused.

"It's never incriminating evidence, it's just a little bit of my life with you. It was the best memory of my life, and it was never elsewhere but in my head.

...... I love you. ”

There was silence in the room, except for the second hand on the clock.

Qiao Heng's gaze stayed on the last sentence for a long time, and finally he chuckled lightly and refolded the white paper unhurriedly.

He picked up a lighter from the table, opened the lid, and golden flames burst up, engulfing a corner of the paper. The white paper was engulfed in flames little by little, and finally turned into a flame between Qiao Heng's two fingers, he let go of his fingers, and the flames fell into the ashtray, and then extinguished, leaving only a little ash.

The person she liked had long since ceased to exist in this world, and the owner of this body was now him-Qiao Heng.