Chapter 457 The storm is coming
“There was no property damage, and the safes were all intact. The murderer’s purpose was very obvious, which was to destroy the family. So the question now is, what is the connection between the two families? What? "
Jack's question was directed at Garcia.
"I have only discovered a very small thing for the time being. Someone from both families has served as a football coach in a local middle school." Garcia looked slightly distressed.
"But the Fagan family doesn't have any children?" Emily asked.
Garcia nodded, "Indeed, but they have a goddaughter, Kelly Fagan is the coach of her team."
Rosie said with a hint of teasing in her tone, "Both of the deceased were Coming from Europe and being a football coach? It’s interesting, isn’t it?”
Hotchner said seriously, “Maybe they knew each other before?”
“There’s another problem, the media is quiet this time. It's terrible. This is abnormal. Even after we intervened, no media contacted me. This is the least fulfilling time since I entered BAU."
Jiejie said as she spoke. He took out a few tissues and handed them to Red, whose mouth was full of oil, as if he was taking care of his little brother.
Jack answered, "I have contacted Taylor Kelly. She said that there is indeed a force secretly suppressing the news, but she will have to give her some time for specific information. The results should be available tomorrow at the latest."
Red had just been staring at the computer screen without saying a word. It was not until Jiejie handed him a tissue that he woke up as if from a dream.
“I just looked at the numbers stored in several mobile phones that Garcia sent me to these two families, and found a contact shared by these two families, but I did not find any call records.”
Jiejie turned her head again and looked at him in surprise, "Just when you were eating? You just browsed through it."
Reed shrugged, "If Garcia puts these numbers Put it in a table and the computer will recognize it faster than me.”
Everyone was speechless. Garcia opened his laptop and said, "OK, give me the number."
"703-555-0118, the owner of this number is Byron Delaney, 64 years old, his His wife Grace Delaney just passed away last year, and the children are not around. What’s interesting is that he is British.”
Jack leaned over and looked at the address, then looked at the time, “Send the address to me. Me, Emily and I can just go around for a while.”
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It’s a nice walk around, but in fact it’s not that close. There’s a nickname in Los Angeles called “. "City jam", around 8pm in the evening is the beginning of the peak period of traffic jam, "Mammoth" was dawdling, driving less than two kilometers in half an hour.
There was drizzle outside the window again, which made Jack feel as if he had returned to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River in his previous life.
Listening to Jack humming an unknown tune in a ridiculous tune, Emily was not in a good mood. By counting, she had been living at Jack's house for almost three months.
"Why are you always so optimistic?"
Jack looked at her and chewed her nails irritably again, and shook his head helplessly, "That person with a strong heart never Where did you hide the woman who suffered from insomnia because of any case?"
"Drown in your big bathtub." Emily rolled her eyes and said "vicious".
Although she knew that this guy must have been messing around in the big bathtub a lot, and even though she knew that he was very clean, she still felt a little uncomfortable every time she went in to take a bath.
But in this rare cold winter in Los Angeles, Emily really couldn't resist the comfortable temptation. She could soak in it for an hour every day, immersed in the aroma of oak,
It was the only luxury she had these days that could relieve her tense nerves, and it was also one of the reasons she convinced herself to shamelessly continue to stay at Jack's house.
"Any new news from your friends in the 'JTF-12' team?" Jack asked.
Emily shook her head, "For safety reasons, we agreed that there will be no emergencies and we will only contact you once a week. The last contact was five days ago. They are also trying to find out about Doe through the intelligence department he once belonged to. The "JTF-12" team she once belonged to was jointly formed by agents from multiple countries. Jack did not believe that the intelligence agencies of the major countries of Britain, France, and Germany could be so useless. The explanation is that people take tea to cool down.
Just like Emily joined the FBI after quitting, others also left the intelligence organization they originally belonged to after the team was disbanded. It was a kind of retirement in disguise.
This also resulted in the original relationship network of these people gradually losing its effectiveness.
Of course, this is human nature. If these people are killed, those intelligence organizations will definitely take revenge, such as arresting Doyle again, or targeting Doyle's resurgent terrorist organization again. .
But before that, spending a lot of resources to protect a few "retired agents" who have long lost their value is too much to look down on the bureaucrats. Yes, any country's official intelligence organization is also a bureaucracy. part of.
Never expect a bureaucracy to be responsive and proactive. Emily and the others knew this, and Doyle knew this very well.
Doyle wants revenge? Of course, he was interrogated and tortured in a secret prison for seven years. Perhaps the driving force behind his survival was to seek revenge on those who put him in jail, and even on the country behind those people.
But is Doyle anxious? How could a person who could endure seven years of torture in prison and finally escape successfully lack basic patience?
Then the paradox arises. After Doyle escapes from prison, the correct approach is to disappear first, accumulate strength in secret, and then learn the Mixi Sect's squatting horse step - hold it in a big way.
But now a man who is not lacking in patience and has a fierce personality is rushing to secretly threaten, looking for someone to sneak into Emily's house to scare the snake. Apart from having a brain problem, there is only one answer to this kind of behavior, Ai Millie holds something or a secret that he desperately wants.
It doesn't matter what the secret is. Neither Rosie, Hotchner nor Jack took the initiative to ask Emily. She will naturally tell it when she thinks it is necessary to tell it.
With the FBI, the most powerful anti-terrorism execution agency in the United States, the initiative always lies with the BAU. The longer it takes, the more the balance of victory will tilt towards its own side.
So Emily was pressed tightly to Jack's side by everyone. The BAU team solved the case as if nothing had happened and celebrated Christmas lively. As time passed bit by bit, waiting Doyle, who was already impatient, showed his flaws first.
The actual situation is also the same. Just like the recent weather, as the intelligence from all parties comes together, the suffocating feeling of the approaching storm makes Emily, who is at the center of the storm, increasingly restless.
"What do you think of these people?" Emily bit her nails for a long time before she couldn't help but speak again.
"Huh?" Jack was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized what she was asking.
“It’s a very contradictory behavior. Although they have the ability to arrange the scene to look like a fire accident, they also deliberately do it to attract attention, as if they are issuing some kind of threat.”
“Issuing some kind of threat. ?" Emily put it bluntly.
"Do you think this has something to do with you?" Of course Jack knew what she was worried about.
"Is it possible that the BAU team was deliberately tempted to intervene?"
Jack felt that Emily's idea was not impossible, but it was not very likely. "Do you think it was Doyle who did it? Maybe, but what's the purpose? Want to attract the BAU team and catch them all?"
Emily opened her mouth and seemed to feel that her idea was a bit whimsical. She shrugged helplessly, "I hope I'm overthinking."
(End of this chapter)
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