Chapter 199 The Coveted Twins (2)
“Trish is a ‘warrior’, even if there is a gun pointed at her head, she will not give in.”
“In our case When we were in adolescence, we were particularly resistant to personal protection. My father insisted that we learn self-defense skills, so that we could get rid of the following of bodyguards after entering college.”
Listening to the little girl’s words, JJ looked over the scene. The report provided by the police officer pointed to the situation inside the car captured in the photo and said to Jack.
“She is right, there were fingernail scratches on the car seat, and Trish was forcibly dragged away.”
"Do you think your sister is still alive?" Jack asked Cheryl.
“I know she must still be alive.” Cheryl’s eyes were firm.
JJ was a little dubious, "Is it really confirmed through your kind of telepathy between twins?"
Cheryl looked a little helpless, as if she had explained too much. Many times.
“It’s not as magical as you think. It’s not a special function that makes me cry when I poke her with a needle.”
"But if something bothers her and makes her in a bad mood, I can feel it. Even though we are thousands of miles apart, we can also detect each other's recent mood."
Jack and JJ looked at each other, both Some are doubtful.
"It seems that we need to find out from our humanoid encyclopedia whether there is such a magical connection between twins."
Jack said, taking the information in JJ's hand and comparing it. The scene environment was recreated.
“According to the tire marks in the photo, Tracy and her boyfriend were driving by here. A car stopped in the middle of the road. They had to brake suddenly. They may have even got out of the car to check, well, the two people’s footprints. Stretch all the way here and then turn back.”
"When they returned to the car, the robber suddenly appeared and shot directly at the boyfriend in the driver's seat. He was very decisive. The bullet entered the forehead, passed through the back of the head, and stayed in the headrest of the seat."
"That's weird." Jack turned to look at JJ.
"For the kidnapper, Trish's boyfriend is an obstacle. He just wants to kidnap Trish alone. It's understandable to kill her boyfriend, but it's unnecessary to turn to the front and shoot in the face. Isn't this a bit deliberate?"
"Out of hatred? The hijacker wanted Trish's boyfriend to feel fear before he died?" After hearing Jack's reappearance, JJ subconsciously came to this conclusion.
“Your inference out of thin air sounds more unscientific, right?” Cheryl muttered at the side.
"Maybe, we should go back."
Jack shrugged. He began to feel how wonderful it was to work in the BAU. There were a bunch of police officers, detectives and even FBI agents working on him. They just needed to Just summarize and analyze all the information at the terminal.
Invite the little beauty Cheryl into the back seat of the car, Jack drives with JJ, and the three of them go to the Davenport family's residence. The two Justice Department agents who acted as bodyguards followed in the car. later.
As a full-size SUV, this Saber is 5.7 meters long, more than 2 meters wide, and 1.9 meters tall. It not only looks handsome, but is also fun to drive. Jack likes this kind of big car very much. Feel.
It’s a pity that BAU has to travel across the country. In the future, he will most likely have to drive around in cars. It is unlikely that the FBI will specially equip him with one.
When several people arrived at Davenport's house, agents from the local FBI support team were about to leave. They routinely ruled out the possibility of bugs being installed in the house and brought a bunch of equipment.
Several laptops and a complete set of phone tracking and recording devices. When Jack and others entered the room, Red, the all-around little helper, was busy in front of these devices, making preparations for debugging.
A middle-aged man with a haggard face saw Cheryl behind Jack, whispered and hugged her.
This should be the father of the twin girls, Evan Davenport.
Rosie was sitting on the sofa, looking at the thick manual with the expression of a subway man looking at his mobile phone. "Have you been out of touch with new technology for too long?" Jack joked.
“I thought it was enough to learn how to use a smartphone, but I didn’t expect that even the monitoring equipment would be updated so quickly.”
Rossi looked a little helpless, “We were still using tapes at that time. "
"This button is for answering calls. This button can block our voice. After pressing, the red light will light up. We can hear the other party's voice clearly, but the other party cannot hear us. "
“Just leave the rest to me. The computer will record the whole process and convert the conversation into text.”
Seeing Rhett quickly setting everything up, a young man in a suit and tie, about thirty years old, stood up to say goodbye to everyone, and comforted the worried father, Evan Davenport.
"Evan, don't worry too much. The New York branch will be responsible for tracing the source of the call. Rossi and his team will fully assist you. Two agents from the Department of Justice will stay here for personal protection. Outside the house There are also two groups of FBI agents responsible for 24 hours a day "
Evan Davenport shook hands with him and said, "Thank you, Shier, and say hello to your father for me."
"You and this detective. Are you familiar with the staff?" Jack looked at the other person's leaving figure and asked casually.
Evan Davenport's thoughts were all on his missing daughter. He nodded casually and explained casually, "He is from the FBI New York office. He is young and promising. I often talk to his father. Dealing.”
Jack looked up at the clock. It was just before 7 a.m., more than an hour before the time the kidnapper said he would call, and he asked everyone.
"Want some coffee? I'm going to make some and make some breakfast. Everyone needs to be in top condition before the other party calls."
"Let me help you." At first glance, it seemed that JJ was a gentle and kind-hearted person who took the initiative to propose.
"American style espresso, with double the sugar." Reid, who was looking through the information, replied without looking up.
“When I go back, I will urge you to squeeze out all the extra sugar you consume.”
With threatening words on his lips, Jack and JJ walked into the kitchen under the guidance of Cheryl.
While frying eggs on the stove, Jack and JJ talked about the topic of twins again.
"Maybe it's because I am an only child. I always find it incredible. Does this kind of telepathy really exist?"
JJ frowned and thought so beautifully.
"In fact, this may have a physiological basis." Rhett interjected after smelling the fragrance.
"Tell me about it, Mr. Know-It-All." Jack motioned for him to continue.
“I just read their birth information. Trish and Cheryl are rare mirror-image twins. That is to say, the position of one of their internal organs is opposite to that of ordinary people. Well, it is sister Trish. "
"Her heart is on the right side, and her liver is on the left side."
JJ's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, a little unbelievable.
“Mirror image twins occur more than a week after conception from a single sperm fertilized egg and then divide. Their last strand of DNA coding is completely identical. There is a small amount of literature documenting the empathy between these twins regarding physical pain. .”
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