Chapter 390 is a bit weird (double penultimate day, please vote)
Everyone in BAU has a business trip bag, which usually contains some personal toiletries and changes of clothes. When receiving an emergency mission, take it You can go out directly.
In addition to taking the business trip bag, Jack also picked up two Noveske N4s from the gun library and put them in the trunk of the F150.
It takes almost 18 hours to drive from Los Angeles to Denver. Colorado is a vast and sparsely populated state, and you will pass through large areas of no man's land along the way.
If Washer, the murderer in the crash not long ago, was hiding in that no-man's land, the BAU would not be able to find him. Let alone the FBI, it would be difficult to search for him even if the army is used. come out.
Because the vast swath of land west of the Rocky Mountains in this state has never been developed, except for a few isolated Indian reservations, and there is not even a decent road.
Of course, it is impossible for Washer to hide here. Putting up solar panels or setting up a windmill in this kind of place may be able to solve the problem of power supply, but it is absolutely impossible to have an Internet connection, let alone a mobile phone signal. , and using starlink is basically equivalent to exposing one's position.
Few people like to drive long distances alone. It is too boring and there is no one to talk to.
The reason why Rosie was reluctant to go with Rhett was because there was too much generation gap between them. Apart from talking about cases and Rosie's crime novels, they had almost nothing in common.
If Rossi had to talk about the case for more than ten hours or listen to Rhett praising his work, he would rather choose to go alone.
But taking Jack along, this journey is a completely different experience. Not only do you not have to drive yourself, you don't even have to eat the unpalatable fast food at the rest stops along the way.
Open the oversized car refrigerator in the car, which is filled with marinated snowflake steak, fresh tomatoes and onions, sliced bread, and various kinds of braised pork and barbecued pork that you can taste after opening it. There's even a roasted chicken.
When he got tired midway, he found a place to stop on the roadside. Jack set up the alcohol stove and could prepare a big meal in a few minutes. Rossi sighed that this guy knew how to enjoy things better than himself, an Italian.
"Jack, you should remind me to bring a few bottles of good wine." Rossi said.
It was the afternoon of the second day when we arrived in Denver. The FBI office here is located in a neoclassical-style granite veneer building.
From the outside, it looks like a very impressive building, with cornices carved into gargoyles for drainage, and a bald eagle emblem inlaid on the front arch.
Of course, compared to the modern buildings in Los Angeles, the decoration here is a bit outdated. Even the elevators have old-fashioned fence doors, which look older than Jack and Red. Quite a few.
The three of them arrived on the third floor and passed through an open office area, attracting many curious eyes. Then, there was a burst of whispers behind them.
Obviously many people recognized them. Not long after the crash, the grassroots agents stationed in Denver were dispatched by the emergency command center and had met everyone in the BAU.
Not to mention Rossi, a big celebrity within the FBI. Many people have listened to his psychology lectures and even received relevant training.
A beautiful female agent with a proud figure, good looks, and a beauty mark on her chin hurriedly walked out of her office and greeted the three of them with a look of surprise on her face.
At first glance, she looks like a "mature" female version of Alexandra Daddario. Her eyes may not be that big, but her face shape is somewhat similar, but with just a slight increase Upon inspection, you will find that she lacks that cuteness with a hint of baby fat.
Replaced by slightly tougher cheek lines, ambitious and sharp eyes, and the crow's feet that cannot be covered despite makeup.
Jack noticed that the buttons on her seemingly dignified and decent professional suit were obviously too tight. They were very eye-catching. It seemed that this eldest sister was prepared for Rosie.
"David Rossi appeared here in person. Am I dreaming?" The female agent looked very excited and reached out her hand as soon as she saw Rossi. Rossi shook her hand very gentlemanly and said, "You must be Agent Moss."
"Oh, please call me Gil. What would you like? Coffee or tea?" Agent Gil Moss seemed very enthusiastic.
"If you don't mind, we hope to take over this matter as soon as possible. This is Dr. Red and this is Agent Tavole." While Rossi declined politely, he also did not forget to introduce himself. two followers.
"Dr. Reed, Agent Tavole, thank you for coming." Compared to Rossi, Agent Gil Moss seemed less enthusiastic about the other two.
Although one of them is handsome and the other is cute, and they are both in the strike zone of mature elder sisters like her in their thirties and forties, this elder sister completely turned a blind eye.
Jack couldn't tell whether he was really only interested in older men, or whether he had other intentions for Rosie, but he thought that a certain FBI 007 was experienced enough that he didn't need to worry about it.
"You said you have more information here, what exactly is it?" Rossi asked.
“Follow me, believe me, you will never be disappointed. There is a whole warehouse of various S&M art photos, pornographic videos, and torture equipment, but what really caught my attention was a long article. A manuscript of hundreds of thousands of words."
Gil Moss raised an index finger as an emphasis.
“This is just a crazy cry from an extreme abuser. I think this is a big case.”
Rossi, who was following her, was not confused by her series of exaggerated modifiers, "Don't worry, tell me how these things were discovered?"
"These things came from a rental warehouse in Norwood. , because the debt reached half a year, the warehouse owner had the right to auction the contents. A pair of brothers bought the warehouse for $350. They were professional Taobao people.
As a result, they found something inside. These, call the police directly.”
Gil Moss twisted his slender waist to lead the way, and only stopped and turned around when he reached the door of a storage room.
"Didn't the person who rented the warehouse leave any information?" Rhett asked behind Rosie.
"No, the name is fake, Louis Ivey, no information about him was found, and the payment was in cash, before the payment was owed." Gil Moss said and opened the door of the storage room with the key. .
“Based on the information you sent me before, this person has a certain tendency to obsessive-compulsive disorder and does not seem like someone who would be so negligent.”
rosi said and stepped in In the storage room, he was stunned.
"Anyway, he messed up, otherwise we would never be able to catch this kind of person, right?" A small trace of pride appeared on Gil Moss's face.
What appeared in front of several people were cardboard boxes filled with two long conference tables, at least forty or fifty.
"Maybe, bring us some coffee." Rossi was shocked by the small scale.
(End of this chapter)