By the time Lance actually sat down in the interrogation room, he was actually already sleepy.

The necessary procedure of interrogation is not to bring the suspect in and interrogate him immediately, but to dry for a period of time to increase his psychological pressure.

So Lance quickly fell asleep on the table......

No one can stop a sleepy otaku from falling asleep!

But that's not what people across the lens want to see, so people soon come in.

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

He was followed by a young man with brown hair, who looked a little nervous from the moment he entered.

"Agent Jensen Gordon. The man pulled up a chair and sat down across from Reims, "This is Dr. Spencerry. ”

"What do you want to know?" Lance rubbed his head, "Or have I done something?" even though I'm unknown, I'm an FBI, and my chief should be there soon, so if you have any sensitive questions, ask them quickly." ”

Gordon smiled, "You're smart. ”

"I don't like people saying I'm smart. Lance frowned, "This makes me uneasy, when facing the genius of the FBI. ”

"Okay. ”

Red stepped forward and spread a photo on the table, "The three victims of last night, in fact, they disappeared at the airport three days ago, died at Lady Dinah's house last night, the time of death was around six o'clock in the afternoon, and you didn't have an alibi on both occasions. ”

"Any idea what we do about the suspect?"

Lance turned his head, "I'm not majoring in behavior, who knows." ”

"You're not happy with us?" said Gordon, "though cooperative. ”

"Can you have feelings other than disgust for the group of people who pulled you naked from the bed and handcuffed you to take you away, like I made □□ deal and was arrested?" Lance pouted.

"Ahem, well, our profile of the suspect is a white male between the ages of twenty and thirty-five, with an ordinary job and mediocre work in the workplace, but he doesn't care, he longs for a happy family but the reality may not be like this, in addition, he is very smart, very friendly to others, and good at disguise to make people approachable. Red frowned. "And the murderer was able to commit the crime at Mrs. Dinah's house was also carefully arranged, he imprisoned them for three days, this must be very familiar with Mrs. Dinah's house, knowing that they went on a trip and would not come back for many days, so this must be someone close to here. ”

“……”

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

Lance stared at his eyes, his teeth were about to crush, your sister's lack of love, your sister's lack of love!

"Lance, do you have any contact with the other children who grew up in the orphanage?" Gordon spread his hands, but the question he asked was not the same.

"Nope. Lance shook his head, and then suddenly realized, "You've been reminding me for a long time about the attack on Dean Keith when I was six years old, well, it seems that I am indeed suspicious." My boss should be almost up at this time, do you have any evidence for that?"

"You don't seem to regret the assault on the Dean?"

"Actually, I regret it. Lance struggled for a moment, "Blame me for being too young and too weak, otherwise I would have abolished his descendants a long time ago." ”

“……”

"Well, great good man, famous successful entrepreneur, famous social person, the skin is bright enough to cover the dirty * and soul below. Lance smiled, "You know, the children in the orphanage are actually quite beautiful, and the director's favorite is the small black-haired children who can be held in his hands, because they are especially beautiful when they cry." ”

"I'm sorry. Gordon blinked.

"It's not you. Lance shook his head, "This scumbag has some connection with the state government, and it's not uncommon for one or two high-ranking officials to have one or two people who like children, it's convenient, isn't it?

However, although it is necessary to handle the case, did you check my file with the approval of my superior?"

“……”

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

Gordon stood up and went out with Red.

The most important thing is to occupy the right to speak, point out the weak points of the other side step by step, and let the other side disintegrate step by step. Isn't that what the FBI training teaches?

The photo in front of him was not taken away, Lance finally set his eyes on it, the wounds on the victim's body were not many, but they were all fatal, and the child who was so old went to heaven with his toy, and the young couple, who may have come out to play happily to celebrate the happy harmony of the family, have now become cold corpses.

He's a member of the FBI, and of course knows who Jenson Gordon and Spencer Reid are, Bau, FBI......

And now he is arrested as a suspect, but the real murderer is still living his own life leisurely.

I can't bear it!

But who would believe him? Roundabout reminders will only attract suspicion, but only know the murderer, and there is no evidence!

Damn it, why does he just want to live, having such a skill is simply forcing him to turn into the rhythm of deep well ice! Fortunately, there has always been the hazy sleepy eyes and graceful body of the goddess...... Uh, replay in the brain......

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

Gordon nodded, "He even reminded us that there would be some trouble when his chief came, so we could ask sensitive questions ahead of time." ”

It wasn't until Red put the pictures in front of him that he seemed a little more grumpy. Morgan touched his chin. The police also said that after they arrived last night, he also tried to avoid seeing the body. ”

"Remorse?"

"Hey, maybe he has this shadow, look at his expression!" Morgan pointed to the one-way mirror, "angry, unwilling, like knowing something but not being able to do anything." ”

"Okay. Red swallowed, "Let's assume that maybe he thinks something bad when he sees the body, or that he actually knows something about the case or even that he knows who the killer is......"

"Then why didn't he say it?"

Gordon raised an eyebrow, "We'll let him say it." With that, he pushed open the side door and entered.

Lance took his eyes off the picture and looked at Gordon.

Gordon continued to sit down across from him, "Lance, we're both FBI, I'm sure you're not the murderer, but you must know something, why don't you say it?"

Lance tugged at his lips, trying to make himself laugh innocently, "Since you know I'm innocent, you can waste so much time on me just because you don't know what I might know?"

"Waste of time?"

"Not everyone is Maria Ozawa. ”

"Who?"

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

As Lance said, almost the next second the door to the interrogation room opened, and a blonde beauty in professional attire stood in the doorway with a proud face, while beside her was a handsome man with black hair.

The brunette man shook his head, "We've got to let him go." ”

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

"Noah, dear, did they bother you?" asked Anna.

"Fortunately, it seems that the profile of the suspect is a little different from me, so I was asked to cooperate with the investigation, and just now Agent Gordon admitted that I was innocent. Lance saw his boss, not to mention that the boss is still a rare beauty, of course he will not be stingy with a smile, and he showed his two little tiger teeth at once.

Anna only sneered when she heard this, and then took care of Lance and went back to rest and rest.

Lance agreed, and after seeing his beautiful boss leave gracefully, he set his sights on the working environment of the BAU department.

Well, it's all good, each agent has their own desk, and they even have their own coffee machine...... Bet the coffee brewed by this coffee maker is Juding delicious!

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

Gordon shrugged his shoulders, "Of course." With that, he walked to the coffee machine.

Lance blinked and followed, reaching out to take the hot, fragrant coffee, and taking a contented sip.

"You ......"

Without waiting for Gordon to finish the sentence, Lance spoke, "I just wanted to try to see if Bau's coffee was different." ”

"How?"

"Very nice. Lance smiled, "I wonder if he's doing it again?"

"How?"

"Otherwise, you wouldn't be in such a hurry, and you wouldn't even have done much work to arrest me who was suspicious. Lance looked at the cup in his hand.

"Yes, you're smart. Gordon nodded, "There are indeed other victims. ”

"The coffee was delicious, really. Lance put down his glass and held out his hand. "Thank you for the hospitality. ”

Gordon also reached out and shook Lance's hand gently.

"In exchange, Rich Green," Lance's hand tightened and then released, "don't ask me where I come from, I won't answer." ”