Chapter 400 Jack with a strange focus understands the truth
Reed nodded, "Since the murderer has not stopped his activities in the past five years, I gave up the location in the basement. The only point that makes sense now is Norwood. The warehouse has been rented there for nearly 8 years, and the contents have been stored there for many years. It should be within the scope of the murderer's habitual activities."
"Then you have the latest two. Are the missing locations of the two victims included? The two cases occurred recently, which may be in line with your proximity principle?"
Reed's eyes lit up, and he directly He took out a map from his small satchel, drew three points on it, and then circled a large circle, "The radius is 40 miles, which is exactly about an hour's drive."
This is the advantage of the federal land being vast and sparsely populated. The area of this circle looks very large, but if you remove the uninhabited areas and filter them by roads, there are only two small cities and some towns and villages with even fewer residents. .
“Call Garcia and ask her to screen out people in this area who are engaged in circuit maintenance, work in power companies, or have a background as a power engineer.”
Hotchner began to arrange jobs one by one. .
"Jiejie and Emily, pay close attention to the recent missing persons, especially those who match the profile. The murderer wants to go crazy for the last time, which may also be our last chance."
Then he looked at Jack, "The families of the suspected victims we screened before have provided some DNA materials. You can take those materials to the crime laboratory in Denver and compare them with the hair evidence found by Agent Moss. .”
The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became awkward. Red shook his head up and down, left and right, not knowing where to look. Jack, on the contrary, stiffened his neck and forced himself not to look at Rosie.
"It won't match." Rossi said solemnly.
"Maybe the chance is slim, but since those family members provided it"
"That was not what she found in the warehouse." Rossi interrupted Hotchner.
“She lied?” Hotchner, a smart person, immediately understood what Rosie meant.
Rosie nodded slightly, and Hotchner looked at Jack with an unkind expression, "So you discovered it then? When are you going to tell me?"
Huh? Why do you have to look at me? Obviously Rhett is also an accomplice!
Jack complained crazily in his heart, with an awkward smile on his face, "Although she has ulterior motives, the case does exist. We only informed you after confirming the existence of the first victim."
"You should know that this kind of behavior is unacceptable." Hotchner was almost furious.
Of course he knew that this was not Jack's problem and turned to look at Rosie.
"You choose me to be the leader of this action team, and I will be responsible for this team. Tell me your reasons for defending her."
Rosie also had an extremely big head and spoke in a higher tone than usual. A few points lower.
“Because I know what kind of person she is. She is who I was 20 years ago. A long time ago, I only put myself first. I was the one who climbed up to be the victim or the murderer. A tool for climbing, until that case touched me."
Everyone was silent, knowing which case he was talking about (Chapter 259).
“I hated who I was at that time, but this is destined to be irreversible, but it’s not too late for her, I don’t hope.”
Hotchner took a deep breath, held it in until he died, and said no more. The old man, if he is willful once in a while, can he still hold on to him?
What's more, as Jack said, no matter what the means, Gil Moss's persistence did uncover a major case. She won the previous invisible gamble.
European and American culture tends to emphasize individual behavior and achievements rather than paying much attention to the inner state. It has a bit of a winner-takes-all approach. No matter what the means or conspiracy, if you fail, you will be stepped on. It's a mess, but if you succeed, you will be blameless.
Even in Eastern culture, there is also a saying that no one is perfect regardless of his deeds and his heart.
But in Jack's view, Rosie only saw the side he wanted to see, and it seemed that Gil Moss's problems did not stop at her career ambitions.
In front of Rossi, she seemed to be trying her best to show that she advocated women's rights, resisted male dominance in the workplace, and had a strong, independent, and individual personality. While these exposed qualities won Rossi's recognition, they also seemed to deceive him. eyes.
“Don’t you think that a woman who has never experienced failure in her life growth trajectory, the most favored young girl in a single-parent family, is so strong, willful, independent, but good at using her own advantages.< br>
For such a woman who always seems to know what she needs, does she risk her career on the gambling table too easily? " Late at night, Jack hugged Jiejie and said the above after returning to the state of a sage? These words.
“So, is this the reason why you were staring at the inner thighs of a beautiful lady?” Jiejie’s eyes widened and she twisted the soft flesh around his waist and rotated it. One hundred and eighty degrees.
"Of course not. Am I not explaining why I asked you to check Gil Moss's public information?" Jack deliberately grinned and begged for mercy.
"Maybe she thinks it's enough to control Rosie. After all, she is indeed a beauty, and Rosie's reputation in the bureau"
Jiejie is in her man's arms I feel comfortable saying "bad" things about my boss.
"Maybe?" Jack also hoped that he was overthinking.
“I think it is more likely that the stimulation I received before was too strong and I need further treatment.”
Jack lowered his head, buried his head in it, and said vaguely.
“Have you ever heard of an art in that Eastern island country? It comes from the unique shame culture of its nation. It focuses not only on the perception of bystanders, but also on the masochistic experience of the bound person.”
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Teacher Jack, who had been teaching hard all night, walked into the FBI Denver office to go to work refreshed early in the morning.
Garcia has narrowed the list of suspects to less than two hundred people. Their job today is to further screen, read the background information of these people one by one, and compare them with profiles.
It's a lot of work, but it's the best way at the moment.
It was close to noon. Jack walked out of the conference room and stretched. The coffee pot was empty. He planned to go to the break room to make another pot.
Emily walked hurriedly towards the conference room, holding a piece of information in her hand, and Jiejie followed behind her.
"What happened?" Jack quickly stepped aside and opened the conference room door behind them.
“The Denver Police Department has just filed a missing persons file, and the background is suspected to be highly overlapped with the suspect’s target victim.”
"Specific circumstances? Occupation? Age?" Hotchner looked up from a pile of information.
"Katrina Townsley, 34 years old, her car was found in an alley, she was suspected of missing yesterday morning, uh, her profession is a reporter, a reporter for the Chronicle."
“The Chronicle?” Rosie suddenly stood up, “Has anyone seen Agent Moss this morning?”
“I saw her still in the office when I left at 10 o’clock last night. But I didn't see it today." Reid raised his hand.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they all had a bad feeling in their hearts.
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Gil Moss is missing, his mobile phone is turned off, and there is no one at his residence. Fortunately, every FBI bus is equipped with a locating device, and the local technical support department has begun to search for the location.
Her laptop had a password that could not be opened, but it was also issued internally by the FBI. After Jack connected the computer to an Internet cable, Garcia cracked it remotely.
"There is a new email in her mailbox, signed by Katrina Townsley, the missing female reporter." Jack turned the notebook in another direction.
"Indulge the wild horse in your heart. I will let you release the darkest part in your heart. Enjoy the pleasure of electric shock."
In the email was a scanned paper page, and the handwriting on it was exactly the same as the handwriting on the murderer's pile of documents.
"Red, has this page appeared in those materials before?" Rossi asked.
Reed moved closer to identify it carefully, "No, I have never seen it before. This is obviously a trap. By kidnapping the reporter, he called and asked for a meeting under the pretense of having clues. Why would Agent Moss"
"Because she likes this." Jack walked behind Gilmore's desk, picked up the water glass on the side and dropped a few drops of water on her leather seat.
"Before turning to Rosie for help, she had been in this office, in this chair, reading the murderer's manuscripts, deciphering his fantasies, and then"
Jack put on rubber gloves and wiped the water stains on the chair cushion. A few strands of crystalline silk appeared between his outstretched fingers.
(End of this chapter)