Chapter 88 Searching in the Mountain (Part 1)
"So you came to LA this time to stop this thing?" Jack suddenly understood.
"Yes, but it didn't work out. The bureaucrats at the District Attorney wanted to do something too much."
Rosie no longer concealed her emotions in front of Jack, her face was full of Somewhat worried.
"She will definitely do something. Delmonte is obviously overconfident."
Jack nodded in agreement, "It's a pity that we can only passively wait for the other side to make the first move."
"If you were given a chance to strike first, what would you do?" Rossi asked the question with interest, with a hint of emotion in his tone. Understand the meaning of comparison.
Of course, he would kill her directly. Of course, he couldn’t say this. If it weren’t for this time and it was inconvenient to do so, Jack would have really wanted to kill this woman directly. The accountant contacted him yesterday. Now he is pulling his trailer and taking Justin on the road to LA.
After pretending to think for a while, Jack pretended to be a good student and answered the teacher's questions.
“Search her cell directly and investigate all her contacts with the outside world within half a year. There is not much she can do in prison as a death row inmate. If she wants to cause trouble, someone must cooperate with her outside. Rosalind is like this There are definitely many women who admire her.”
Worshiping serial killers is also a major feature of Europe and the United States. Almost every well-known serial killer has admirers or imitators. Jack didn’t quite understand this phenomenon before, but only after time travel did he understand it. It seems to have a strong connection with culture and religion. association.
Rosie showed a smile, as if some heroes had the same idea: "I have arranged for FBI agents to search her cell."
The timely smile on Jack's face The expression of surprise was partly out of sincerity and partly to cheer up his future boss. After all, he was also a person who had been in the workplace for 20 years, so he still knew a little bit about this basic routine.
"Although it is very likely that you will get nothing, Rosalind is not so easy to deal with. Tell me your other ideas."
Jack's brain began to work rapidly, and his memory of the original plot was limited to the exposure. Xi was kidnapped, but now the world is so stitched together that even David Rossi, the protagonist of "Criminal Minds" is connected, and who knows what direction the plot will take.
But one thing is for sure, that crazy old woman is definitely going to cause trouble.
"Is there a possibility that Rosalind has already planned for the Wilshire Police Department in advance."
Rosie was stunned. It seemed that Jack's idea was somewhat beyond his expectation. He asked with interest: "Tell me why you think so."
Jack followed the car in front unhurriedly and began to lie plausibly: "We all know very well that no matter how much Rosalind does, Her goal is one and the same."
"Get free and keep killing," Rossi agreed.
"Obviously, escaping from prison is not her first choice. She has been tightly held as a death row prisoner for four years. If she had a way to escape, she would not wait until now."
"So she only has two ways to go. With this opportunity to be released from prison, her accomplices can rescue her, or reverse the previous case, such as adding some doubts, delaying the execution of the death penalty, and then look for other opportunities."
"You are this. Are you taking on her role?" Rossi didn't hide the admiration in his eyes.
Jack was secretly happy, and the next words were his real purpose.
"Given the current vigilance of the LAPD, the possibility of rescue by force is almost zero. She is just a serial killer, not the leader of a large criminal group. Her admirers obviously do not have the skills to rescue her from SWAT. Her abilities.”
"So something will definitely go wrong in the process of finding the victim's body this time, and she will take the initiative further." At this time, Rossi's phone vibrated, and he sighed while flipping through it: "Modern technology is really developing rapidly. Back then, we needed Waiting for the fax without leaving the office, now you can view the evidence anywhere as long as there is an Internet signal."
As he spoke, he displayed a photo in the middle of the screen, with a small prison on it. corner of the room.
"Tell you what you saw."
Jack glanced at it. In the center of the photo was a chocolate wrapper.
"Rosalind's method of communicating with the outside world is that she is a death row prisoner. Although she can communicate with the outside world, all communication records will be closely scrutinized. However, the black market in the prison cannot be banned. There are indeed people outside transmitting information to her through this method."
Rosie smiled happily: "You are smarter than I thought, so let's make her feel that she has taken the initiative first, and then it is her turn."
Jack struck while the iron was hot and put forward his suggestion: "I think maybe we can do some preventive work first."
The long convoy of more than ten police cars was followed by a bunch of media reporters' reporting vehicles, and the speed was not the same. Unfortunately, it took a full 45 minutes to reach the destination - the mountains on the south side of Griffith Park along the winding mountain road.
The park police had blocked the road in advance. Except for the news vehicle in which Tyler Kelly was riding, all other media reporters were blocked outside the blockade.
Stopping in a clearing in the forest, Jack got out of the car and took out a backpack full of mineral water from the trunk and carried it behind his back, then checked his Glock and backup gun.
Tyler Kelly put on a pair of sneakers early and followed Jack closely after getting off the car.
“Do you think she will use this to escape?”
Jack put his gun back into its holster and pointed at the police helicopter in the sky and dozens of LAPD officers around him, “Unless She wants to commit suicide, and I guarantee she won’t be able to escape even ten steps.”
As he spoke, he looked back at Rossi, who was leaning on the police car: “Sir, aren’t you going up the mountain?”
Rossi smiled and pointed to the Italian handmade leather shoes on his feet, "Now it's your young people's job."
The corner of Jack's mouth twitched, and he followed the people who got off the armored vehicle speechlessly.
Hondo ordered his team to disperse, they will be responsible for the outermost security.
A group of officers from the Wilshire Police Department gathered together. Under the leadership of Superintendent Gray, they formed the core defense circle. Only Tim carried an AR15 on his back. Just in case.
Jack grabbed Tyler Kelly, who was eager to come forward: "Hey, don't try to talk to Rosalind, or you will have to go back to the car and stay there."
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Tyler Kelly pouted, turned around and motioned for the cameraman carrying the Boss camera to follow.
But soon she became as happy as a little girl: "Today is sunny and a good day for climbing."
Jack looked up at the mist that was gradually dispersing in the mountains. , a little speechless. The highest altitude of Mount Wilson is 1,700 meters. They are now halfway up the mountain and will soon enter the forest. After walking for an hour, I don’t know if this little girl will still be as happy as she is now.
At least the cameraman next to her wouldn't be too happy. The big thing he was carrying looked like it weighed almost 20 pounds.
(End of this chapter)