Chapter 334 Unexpected Riot
On the fourth day, everyone began to feel irritable. Even the faces of Hotchner and Rossi, who had always been calm, became very ugly.
Everyone knows that the murderer will not be able to hide for long, but as long as he is not found out for a day, there may be a few more corpses in the street at any time with extremely tragic deaths. This burning feeling on the cheeks tortures every policeman nerves.
Not only the BAU or Boyette and his intelligence team, but also the patrol officers of the 21st Precinct, their eyes were red when they went out on patrol in the past two days, and everyone looked like a suspect.
Everyone knows that this kind of emotion is very dangerous, and everyone’s nerves are tense. At this time, it is very easy to have a misfire. Well, in this country, it is usually called excessive law enforcement.
Jack and Red were still studying the information on the previous cases, turning over and over again to find any omissions, but it seemed as if there was an invisible membrane between them, and they couldn't find that flash of inspiration.
Emily said that her legs were too thin, which Jack and Red both scorned. She and Jiejie were both women who could spend a day shopping on Rodeo Drive, the most upscale shopping street in Los Angeles. It was an experience that even Garcia found terrifying when he recalled it.
The time came in the afternoon, and seeing another fruitless day, Jack looked around, wanting to find someone to ask where the police gym in the 21st Precinct was, and planned to find a treadmill. Run, give your brain a break.
Hotchner suddenly pushed open the door and entered, still holding his cell phone in his hand.
“Garcia discovered a post in a local online community in which someone encouraged a gathering near Hyde Park at 9pm tonight, smashing up shops and burning cars.”
"The post has received thousands of views, and a large number of teenagers have commented on it. It is the graduation season of the local high school, and we all know what this means."
Reed was a little stunned, "Hyde The park is not in the area where the murderer is accustomed to commit crimes, and it is far away from the newly built community."
Rossi was also confused, "This doesn't seem like their style of doing things. The murderer will only pass it around within them. The pleasure brought by violence, this kind of riot has no meaning to them."
"It makes sense." Jack thought a lot, "Think about Jiejie's guidance to the media these days."
“The media coverage of their case in recent days has been tepid, no headlines, no in-depth follow-up reports, well, it’s like scratching the soles of the feet through shoes.”
Jack's mind raced for several seconds before he could formulate the idiom "It's not enough."
"Once a riot occurs at night, the surrounding area will be surrounded by reporters and TV stations swarming in. This is not Los Angeles. We cannot suppress all the Chicago media. Just imagine what the murderer will do when he sees the headlines of tomorrow's newspaper. Reaction."
"They may have nothing to do with this riot, but they will definitely be stimulated. The next more tragic case is just around the corner."
"We have to find a way to stop them. Catch them before they commit the crime." After hearing Jack's analysis, Hotchner frowned so hard that he could kill a fly.
"So, we know when the case occurred and the general scope, but we can't find where the murderer is hiding?" Emily was a little discouraged.
"Ignore this for now, send this message to Detective Boyt and we will set off immediately." Hotchner said decisively.
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When everyone in the BAU rushed to the scene of the incident, the riot had already begun. This was the first time Jack had seen a scene similar to "zero dollar shopping".
The scene was not grand at all. It was just a gathering of four to five hundred Shabi teenagers, with some young people in their twenties mixed in.
But they obviously came well prepared, with umbrellas, motorcycle helmets and protective gear, and some even carried "shields" made from trash can lids. There was chaos along the street, with some shop windows smashed, cars and cardboard boxes set on fire everywhere, and glass bottles smashed all over the ground.
The Chicago police who confronted him were heavily armed and holding riot shields, blocking both ends of the street.
As soon as Jack got out of the car, he saw Detective Boyt wearing a bulletproof vest, with his hands on his chest, sandwiched between the bulletproof vest and his body, looking at him with playful eyes as if he was watching a monkey show. Crowd in the center of the street.
"How's the situation?" Hotchner asked as he got off the car.
"As you can see, the on-site commander has called for reinforcements, and now we are waiting for the water cannon truck and cavalry to arrive." Boyette was very calm and asked about their case instead.
"Are you sure the murderer won't be among these things?"
Rosie and Hotchner didn't need to speak. Elimie answered first, "The possibility is almost zero."
>"Our suspects are good at committing crimes on a small scale. They will be older, can control victims quickly and effectively, and prefer to commit violence with their own hands."
"Now these? They are completely two kinds of violence Mode."
"Yeah, look at these poor little guys, if those damn murderers are among them, why are we busy these days?"
Before Boyt finished speaking, the loudspeaker rang out, and a water cannon truck slowly entered the scene, followed by a neat line of mounted police.
Jack has never learned to ride a horse. He went to Texas once before and just bought a cowboy hat. It’s not that he didn’t think about it, but he really didn’t need it. He was busy with trivial matters at the time and had no time at all.
At this time, he looked longingly at the team of mounted policemen riding tall horses. They were so handsome. They were all wearing "heavy armor" and holding extended batons, just like in ancient times. The soldiers were equipped with iron cavalry and marched forward in formation without slowness or speed.
Police officers wear full riot protective gear, and even the police horses are covered with it. These tall horses, which are over 1.6 meters tall at the shoulder, have protective gear tailored for them.
Not only are the fragile horse legs tied with leggings, but even the eyes are equipped with special leather goggles to prevent the horse from being frightened by fire or other hazards.
It can be said that the Chicago police have considerable experience in dealing with street riots. As the police officers blocking the intersection gave way, the water cannon truck took the lead in unleashing its power.
Whether it is an umbrella or a "shield" made of a trash can lid, it is completely vulnerable to the impact of high-pressure water cannons. With the sound of "advice" constantly playing in the tweeter, the person at the front The crowd was instantly thrown into disarray.
As the water column from the water cannon truck extended to the back of the crowd, the mounted police were in front and the police officers holding anti-riot shields were behind, and they began to approach the center of the street step by step.
Jack always felt that there was something missing in this battle, and then he realized that it would be perfect if it could be matched with the rhythmic and threatening sound of the Maori haka.
Just when he was looking forward to seeing the next exciting scene, Jack's cell phone vibrated unexpectedly.
(End of this chapter)