"Can you let us go!"

Surprisingly, however, when the crowd followed Rossi to the door of a dilapidated old house, they were met with neither a warm welcome nor a cold resistance.

It was an emotional question from the eldest daughter of the family.

"What did you say?" Rosie was stunned.

"You have to stop this, we thought that if you deliberately didn't call you back, you would give up and stop pestering us."

The eldest daughter Connie looked very excited, although there was no bad language, but the attitude was very unfriendly, Jack was a little unhappy and wanted to step forward, but was blocked by the delicate Jiejie first, and shook his head at him imperceptibly.

Rosie tried to explain, "I know it's hurting, but I just want someone to pay for your parents' deaths." ”

"We don't care about that anymore." Connie let out a near-exhausting cry.

"It's been 20 years, we have to forget about it and get on with our lives, please, don't bother us, don't you see how we're not doing badly?"

Perhaps it was because of her voice that a young man and woman came out of the house, it was her brother and sister, neither of them spoke, but stood behind her sister with their arms crossed, staring coldly at the BAU crowd.

"I'm sorry, I won't bother you again." Seeing that Connie's mood was almost broken, Rosie didn't explain any more, and turned around to leave.

Jack pulled the door open again, ready to leave, and anyway, their goal was achieved, and while it hurt Rossi a lot, it would at least free him from the vortex of guilt.

"You don't give any more gifts every year." Connie's last words made everyone turn around in unison.

There wasn't a single stupid person present, and Rosie couldn't have given them a gift every year, it was a very bad reminder that would only cause the victim to resent it.

Rossi had even funded the family in disguise and privately, and it was impossible for Rosie to make such a low-level mistake.

Sure enough, just to hear Connie continue, "We don't need those gifts, those things just remind us of the worst day of our lives." ”

"I've never given you a gift." Rosie looked back at her suspiciously, and everyone else stopped getting into the car, and a sense of hope suddenly rose in their hearts.

"Hello, I'm Jennifer Jeange, the liaison officer for the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Action Team, and you're meeting with my colleagues."

Jiejie walked quickly to the three of them who were surprised, "Can you take a look at the gifts you received?" ”

"We're all here for the murder of your parents twenty years ago, and Agent Rossi has been thinking about this case and vowed to bring the killer to justice, but he's a veteran detective who is well-versed in psychology and has a lot of compassion."

Jiejie paused and explained in a low voice, "So, we suspect that these gifts may have come from."

She didn't go on, but the three young men clearly understood what she meant.

"Connie, please let them in, I think they're all good people." The second son, George, took the initiative to open the door behind him.

"But." Connie looked hesitant.

"Please, we're fed up with you waking up in the middle of the night, if they can really find the murderer, at least we don't have to be scared all the time."

Although Alicia, the little sister with goth makeup, has a very angry tone, the meaning of her words expresses her concern for her eldest sister.

"Come in, let's go get the toys." The brother and sister took the initiative to invite everyone into the house, leaving the eldest sister Connie, who was still a little at a loss, to rummage through the attic.

Soon, the large table in the living room was filled with all kinds of large and small plush toys, there were twenty or thirty of them.

"Is it all here?" Rosie picked it up and examined it closely, while Emily took a picture with her phone and sent it to Garcia.

"Sorry, that's all we can find, we've thrown a lot away." The little sister Alicia said.

"I wish you had told me about it sooner."

Rossi's expression didn't know whether to cry or laugh, as he said before, with just one more clue, maybe the answer was right in front of him.

And such a key clue was delayed for twenty years because of some small misunderstandings before he learned about it.

"We always thought you sent it, because only you remember us."

As soon as Connie's words came out, tears welled up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that to you before."

Jack on the side grinned, this is too rare, these three children who have been sluggish since childhood have not sucked D, have not fallen into the dust, judging from their clothes and the layout of the house, life is quite unruly, but they still stick to some bottom limits.

It's a miracle that she doesn't even have a crooked view and has a lot of empathy, and Jack thinks of the grandmother of the children that Rosie mentions, who must be a wonderful woman.

Emily wore gloves and carefully inspected the materials of the plush toys, "They are all cheap dolls." ”

"How these toys were delivered to you?" Rosie asked.

"It's usually in the hallway at the front door at night, around 'that time' of the year, but this time I found it in my car."

Connie's expression became a little unnatural, "My car was parked outside my place of work at the time. ”

"So you're being stalked? Do you notice who it is? ”

Rosie also knew that the profession of a stripper made her a little ashamed to talk about it, and she didn't ask in particular details.

"It's a pickup truck, I thought it was you, I was really dizzy, shouldn't suspect it's yours, the insomnia during this time made me very anxious, I haven't slept well for many days."

Connie apologized again to Rosie.

Rosie didn't know how to comfort her, the last time they met, she was only a 10-year-old girl standing in front of her, and now she was a 30-year-old adult woman.

He could only force his attention back to the current focus.

"Can you make an effort to recall the details? About that pickup. ”

Connie shook her head, still a little apologetic in her tone, "It was supposed to be an old Ford pickup, but it was with its headlights on, and I didn't even notice the color, uh, it should be dark." ”

"Please give us a moment, I need to discuss it with my group."

After saying that, Rosie hurriedly left the family's house with everyone.

"Jack, tell me I didn't forget to bring your cigar this time."

Rossi walked behind their Saab shuttle and blocked the view from the other side of the house with the help of its tall body.

(End of chapter)