Because my daughter was away from school, there were only Mrs. Jefferson and Mr. Jefferson at home, and she couldn't eat much, and she went to the supermarket every other day, so she didn't buy a lot of food each time.

An hour later, Mrs. Jefferson finished her shopping and drove back.

Halfway down the road, Mrs. Jefferson suddenly turned around and turned another block. Because she suddenly remembered that the family needed some flower fertilizer.

Mr. Jefferson was very fond of flowers, and he always took care of the flower room in the house, and every season would bring many surprises to Mrs. Jefferson.

Spring is approaching, and it's time to prepare the land for planting all kinds of fertilizer.

Just then, Mr. Jefferson called and said that he would have to work overtime in the evening, so that Mrs. Jefferson would not have to wait for him to dine.

So, Mrs. Jefferson happily decided to give herself a vacation.

She bought not only flower manure, but also a lot of bits and pieces, and at last Mrs. Jefferson found a stylish restaurant and enjoyed a hearty dinner.

By the time we got back, it was getting late...

Mrs. Jefferson turned on the stereo in the car, played a song of Scarborough Market, and began to hum along to the music.

The range of the headlights was limited, and the road began to get dark not far away, and the dim street lights on both sides quickly retreated, tearing out a barely visible section of the road.

Mrs. Jefferson's humming suddenly, and she felt a little flustered inexplicably.

Looking in the rearview mirror, under the dim light of the streetlights, it seemed that a car had been following her not far away.

While waiting for the red light, Mrs. Jefferson turned her head to look behind her, and could only faintly see a man in a hat sitting in the driver's seat of the car, his face hidden in the shadow of the hat, unable to be seen.

Mrs. Jefferson felt a little nervous and continued to drive on.

But when she turned the other way, she found that the car had followed, which made her a little nervous, and she couldn't help but think of the vicious case that happened in the neighborhood recently.

Mrs. Jefferson hesitated to call the police, but quickly dismissed the idea.

Just kidding, public roads, why do you say that people driving behind you are trying to do wrong?

Mrs. Jefferson tried to call her husband again, but no one answered.

It must be too busy working overtime to answer the phone!

Because Mr. Jefferson was an executive at Universal Pictures, a giant film company, it was all too normal to be busy.

There was no way, Mrs. Jefferson tried to turn the car into another way, and took chances, perhaps the previous tracking was just a coincidence.

However, the car followed again.

Save oneself!

That was Mrs. Jefferson's only thought at the moment.

She slammed on the accelerator, quickly crossed two intersections, drove the car onto the main road, and then put the brakes on it and stopped in the middle of the road.

Mrs. Jefferson, ignoring the cursing of the surrounding cars, turned her head to look at the car again, only to find that the car had not stopped at all, and had passed hers.

Mrs. Jefferson exhaled when she saw this, and it seemed that she had too much heart.

However, for some reason, the panic in my heart could not be dissipated.

Returning home, Mrs. Jefferson was still in shock, she took a shower, ate a casual meal, and called Mr. Jefferson again, but there was still no answer.

Anxious, Mrs. Jefferson tossed and turned in bed until the early hours of the morning, still not feeling the slightest sleep.

"Crunch..."

In the quiet of the night, a sudden sound in the house made Mrs. Jefferson jump out of bed.

"Honey, are you back?" said Mrs. Jefferson, boldly, but no one answered.

"Pounding..."

Mrs. Jefferson's heart was beating hard!

She walked gently to the entryway, pulled out a golf club, held her breath as best she could, and walked towards the place where the voice came from.

"Crunch, crunch..."

Seeing the source of the sound, Mrs. Jefferson's grip on the club finally relaxed, and it turned out that the window was not closed tightly, and the wind was strong at night, and it was blown open.

A false alarm!

After closing the window, Mrs. Jefferson turned and walked towards the bedroom...

×××

Los Angeles Police Department.

Department of Robbery and Murder.

Min Xue sat at the table and looked at the photos of the sensational garbage can throwing corpses a few days ago.

As is customary, the free press has given our murderers another nickname, "Corpse Diggers."

The nickname sounds similar to the famous killer of all time, "The Ripper", but it doesn't sound so lofty.

In fact, the reason why it seems not so lofty is because there are not enough thrilling deeds of "corpse diggers", otherwise even if it is called "shit", it can be famous.

After several days of investigation, there has been no substantial progress in the case.

There are few clues, Kate's dark circles have reappeared, I don't know if she regrets taking the initiative to take the case.

Grab a cup of coffee and refresh yourself!

The young lady made a decision at once, but before she could act on it, the elevator door opened, and Bunier walked in quickly.

"Boss, there's another dead man!"

Kate slammed the empty cup down on the table, "What?"

Bunier stretched out his hand and handed over a file, "The Port District Police Department just reported that there was a murder in the jurisdiction last night, and after comparison, it was found that the deceased's death was very similar to the nameless corpse we found before! ”

"......", Kate quickly took it and looked at it.

The most feared thing still happened, and that sensational and vicious case really didn't happen by accident!

The murderer, still hunting in this city!

But it's only been a few days, and the murderer can't wait to commit the crime again?

Min Xue didn't wait for Kate to say hello, and walked over directly to look at the file next to her.

The autopsy report is very familiar.

The deceased was a Caucasian woman, aged between 40 and 50, who was killed by a gunshot in the back of the head, also with a sharp object in her face, an incision in her abdomen, and internal organs.

Returning the paper to Buniel, Kate asked Toby, who had just entered the door, "How's the corpse being found?"

She was obviously asking about the corpse of the homeless man from earlier.

"I couldn't compare it in the database, I didn't find any dental records, and I asked the homeless people around the scene, and no one knew who was missing, and the homeless man might have just been smuggled over. Toby shook his head and guessed.

There is no surveillance, no witnesses, and now it is impossible to even identify the deceased, which is difficult.

Fortunately, the second deceased appeared.

Although it is not good to say this, one more deceased person, the more likely it is that the murderer will leave a flaw.

Seeing that Min Xue had been staring at the file non-stop, Kate couldn't help but say, "What did you find?"

Min Xue shook his head, the second female deceased, like the first deceased, was also dumped in a deserted dock in the port area, and the clues were also pitiful.

"Brother Hey, haven't you always had a good way before?" Bunier was speechless, thinking of something to say, but in fact, there was no malice.

"I said I wouldn't tell fortunes," Min Xue shrugged.

Toby suggested, "Why don't you ask the guys in the analytics department, although the mental profiles they give don't work a few times..."

"Why bother so much if you want a mental portrait? Isn't your group ready-made?"

Baozi leaned against the door and looked at Min Xue silently, meaning something.