Garcia narrowed down based on Morgan's clues, and obtained the general scope of the suspect's activities from Red.

"Oh~Let's see if anyone can escape my magical spell~" Garcia pressed the search button, and then his brows shrank slightly, "It's still a little dear~"

Morgan's eyebrows jumped, "He may have had a huge change recently, and this may be the reason why he suddenly started killing people." ”

Garcia nodded, arranging the keywords again, "None?"

"No?" Morgan incredulous.

"Yes, dear, although Birmingham has a population of more than 900,000 people, white couples, with small children and broken families, are still in the prescribed area, which is not where everyone with low incomes live. Garcia was also helpless, "Sue sù me sù sù me you have other clues." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry my queen~"

"Ok, ok, wait for a clue. Garcia sighed, "Now, bye-bye." As he spoke, he disconnected the phone.

Morgan turned, "Looks like we're in trouble." ”

"Trouble is always there. Gordon answered, "So something went wrong with us?"

"Maybe he doesn't come from a society of the upper classes, or is he just jealous of their social status and family, and he stalks them, gets to know them, and knows that they are so lucky that they have betrayed their family, so he can't hide his anger?" Al raised an eyebrow.

"Perhaps. Hu Qi shook his head, "But since they are following them, the places they go in and out are mostly high-end places, and if they are people of different classes, they should be quickly seen."

Lance stood up consciously.

"And even if he is stalking, he must have had contact with the victim, our victim is a man who is about 1.8 meters tall, there must be some way for the suspect to be able to take them away without being noticed. ”

"For example, a larger, dark, inconspicuous car. Red answered immediately.

"Now, Lance and Rhett, you two go to the company where Mr. Rand works, and Morgan Eyre and you go with Gordon. ”

Lance quickly shifted gears and parked the car in the parking lot, and Red, who was sitting next to him, turned pale.

"We arrived, if I hadn't driven in the wrong place. Lance lowered his head and unbuckled his seatbelts.

"......" Red swallowed.

"E, I'm sure there's no speeding, even if it's a speeding doctor, you just have to put your helmet on. Lance grinned and opened the door.

"Only motor vehicles need to wear helmets while driving, and wearing helmets for speeding does not offset ......"

Lance stepped out of the car and closed the door, turned around and walked to the other side to open the door for Red, "I mean, a helmet can temporarily protect your clever and fragile head, Doctor, if you're speeding. ”

“......”

"Don't look like that, my doctor. ”

Red's brow furrowed suddenly, and he got out of the car in frustration, muttering quietly, "That's not what it was called in the morning." ”

Lance closed the door and looked back at Red, "I hear you." Then he smiled, "Because I'm trying to call you how to sound more comfortable, do you mind?"

Red blinked, as if frightened by Lance's enthusiasm, a little hasty.

"So, Doctor, let's go. ”

With the FBI certificate all the way, and the person in charge of the company was willing to cooperate, Lance and Rhett asked some basic questions and were ready to call it a day and go back.

Rhett's appearance is handsome, but there are some problems with dressing and matching, and he looks like a student who has not been deeply involved in the world, and it is still a little conspicuous to walk in such a company.

Lance scratched his hair depressedly, took out his ** and looked at the time.

Lance is not particularly tall, but he is not short, only 5cm shorter than Rhett's 1.85 meters, and he is not inferior at all.

"Tsk, ** is running out of power. Lance tucked ** back into his pocket, his gaze wandering over the people coming and going in the company, "The electricity came out last night without being full." ”

Red apparently thought about what had happened last night, and his mouth moved, but he didn't make a sound.

"What"

Red took a breath, "Actually, we generally don't care about **, if there is a case, we can go immediately." ”

Lance pursed his lips and didn't say anything about it, his eyes lingered on the security guard at the door for a moment, and then he glanced at Rhett and walked over.

"I'm sorry, FBI. Lance flashed his ID, "I want to ask about something."

The security guard, a tall black man, only nodded when he heard this.

"Excuse me, have you been ...... these days, during the rush hour at work," Lance pointed to himself and Red, "have there been people like us who have been sneaking around around other than the employees?"

Red: "......"

Black Security Guard: "......"

After a few seconds, the black security guard finally raised an eyebrow, "There are some. ”

"Is there a dark, slightly larger car, dressed like you don't want to be seen?" Lance then asked.

The black security guard nodded.

Because this company is also a well-known local company, some wives will hire a private investigator to investigate if they suspect that their husband is having an affair, and it is of course not uncommon for this kind of thing to happen as a security guard.

Lance decides to melt himself into the text, and the information gathered from various sources is organized, and he waits for the help of the people to find out the mistakes left by the suspect and bring him to justice.

It sounds very emotional, but other than that, nothing has progressed.

It's been the second morning in Birmingham, and Red isn't as nervous as he used to be in Lance's occasional harassment, and of course, Red was just nervous about him from the start.

Lance held his head and thought about the past, according to the American thinking, if you are hurt in one place, you either have to face the reality or leave the place where you have been hurt to go to a new place and start over.

If the original conjecture is correct, the suspect is a person with a decent job and a happy family, and he has encountered setbacks in his life, and he wants to start over, will he also find a new place?

But maybe his wife and children left him, no, he must be the reason for his attack on those men, guessing that the blonde and the children are part of his happy family, then the betrayal of those men maybe, maybe it is not necessarily his own reflection.

Lance lowered his eyes, guessing that it must be right for Fukai Bing's mind to go to places that ordinary people can't imagine.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was interrupted.

"Hey......" Sheriff Chris walked in, the corners of his mouth a little stiff and his hands in his pockets, "we have another victim." ”

Hu Qi nodded and closed the information, "*You stay and negotiate with the media, and the others follow me." ”

Lance: "......"

Much like what happened in the first two cases, all the cases were as if they were going according to a template.

Morgan immediately called Garcia and asked her to help check on the new victim, Jay Moses, to see if he was in the same condition as the previous two.

As soon as Lance entered, he saw the site that had not yet been cleaned up, with huge black garbage bags placed under the steps of the courtyard with a small piece of ribbon scattered next to it.

None of the others stopped, and Lance certainly couldn't stop, so he quickly got to the garbage bag.

A tall man was curled up on all fours and was packed in a bag, his clothes were dirty and messy, and it was obvious that his hair was carefully trimmed and because of dark blood clots, and there were forensic people next to him taking pictures and doing on-site investigations.

Vig Moore, 32, California.

......

"What's wrong?" Gordon turned his head.

Lance's face couldn't help but turn white, "......"

Al walked over, "Would you like to take a break?"

Lance looked up at Hu Qi, who was also looking at Hu Qi, he could see the undisguised scrutiny of Hu Qi's eyes, as a member of the BAU and on the field list, if he was afraid to see a corpse, he was not qualified.

He rolled his eyes and shook his head at Al, "It's just that I can't get used to it, and I'll be fine after a while." ”

Al nodded.

Before Lance could say anything more, everyone quickly went to work, with Al and Red comforting their frightened wife and children, Gordon and Morgan 'touring' the scene together, and Hooge negotiating with the police.

Reims......

Lance squatted and plucked the grass for a while.

couldn't help but look in the direction of the corpse again, and the name fluttered above the corpse along with the murderer's age and the state song to which he belonged, just like the mosaic that appeared in the small film, but it couldn't be erased.

What a terrible world.

Soon the scene was cleaned up, and Mr. Corpse was carried into the car by **, and Lance turned his attention to his wife who was being comforted.

......

How do you break a good eye?

Looks like I saw it yesterday.

It can't be such a coincidence!

Lance's eyebrows jumped, seeing that it was comfort, but in fact, it was Al who was alone and whispering comfort, handing a tissue and patting his shoulder, and Rhett next to him kept flying around with remorseful and uneasy eyes, but he couldn't say a word.

He lowered his head and touched his pocket, and then looked up, and the little girl in his wife's arms also raised her head, and her big blue eyes were full of doubts without timidity.