Fang Han came to the FBI building, went through the security check and entered Ingrid's office, she was not in the office, so she came to the conference room.

There were more than a dozen people sitting in the small conference room, a video was playing, and the photos of the deceased were presented on the wall, Fang Han frowned, and Ingrid saw Fang Han and got up and waved.

Fang Han sat down next to Ingrid under the gaze of everyone: "There is another big case?" ”

Ingrid was dressed in a black professional suit, her face was stern, and she had a sense of majesty, and nodded calmly: "Serial murder!" ”

Fang Han glanced at it: "What a professional killer did?" ”

Ingrid frowned and said, "It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be, the forensic identification is a person who has slowly practiced knife techniques." ”

She turned her head and said, "Dwayne, replay it." ”

A photo appeared on the wall again, the deceased had their throats slit, their faces were frightened, very scary, and they were put very slowly, Fang Han looked at them one by one, and nodded slowly: "The technique is becoming more and more proficient, using a scalpel!" ”

"This is a guy who is slowly honing his killing skills, and he is a guy with an antisocial personality." Fang Han shook his head and said, "You must do your best to bring him to justice, otherwise he will kill someone!" ”

"It's hard." Ingrid shook her head and said, "I was about to go to you, these ten dead people are spread across six states, and by chance they are included in one case." ”

Fang Han was silent: "Is there any evidence?" ”

"Nope." Ingrid shook her head: "Nothing left." ”

Fang Han frowned.

Ingrid said, "Daun, tell me about the results." ”

"Okay." A handsome young man stood up. Lang said: "Mr. Fang Han, this person is a left-handed knife, each time it is only one knife, at first it is to cut the throat, and then it is to cut the major artery, obviously he has found the trick of killing the fastest." ”

Fang Han nodded.

Daun continued: "The deceased were all young women, and it was preliminarily concluded that the murderer was no more than thirty years old, about one hundred and seventeen, and was on the thin side. ”

Fang Han nodded, he didn't care about any of this. Because you can see it at a glance.

"All ten of the dead died around three to five in the morning." Daun continued: "They were all prostitutes who were killed while having sex with people. ”

Fang Han frowned and looked at Ingrid, and Ingrid nodded: "Yes, he specializes in killing prostitutes." ”

"How often to kill someone?" Fang Han asked.

Dawn looked down at the report, "Ten days." Kill one person every ten days. ”

Fang Han said: "How many days are left?" ”

"Three days." Dawn Road.

Ingrid said, "The news has spread. Crime is on the rise. The whole meter is watching this and we are under a lot of pressure. ”

Fang Han groaned: "Someone deliberately spread it? ”

"It should be." Ingrid nodded: "I suspect it's the murderer, this guy is really crazy." What the hell are you going to do! ”

Dawn said: "Ingrid, we infer that he hates prostitutes, maybe it is psychologically shadowy, or his sister, or his mother......"

"Well, there's some truth to that." Ingrid nodded and sighed, "But none of this will help us find the murderer and stop him from killing next time!" ”

Dawn helplessly spread his hands, they really didn't have any clues.

"No eyewitnesses?" Fang Han asked.

Ingrid shook her head.

"That's weird." Fang Han said: "If he is looking for a prostitute, how can no one see him?" ”

Ingrid said: "He's on the phone. ”

Fang Han raised his eyebrows: "Public phone? ”

Ingrid nodded: "Yes." ”

Fang Han rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "Where is the last deceased?" ”

"Las Vegas." Ingrid said.

Fang Han said: "I want to see the scene, go over immediately!" ”

"No problem!" Ingrid nodded and waved her hand: "Everyone disperse, continue to look for and continue, and contact the state police departments!" ”

Everyone left the conference room.

"Can Fang Han do it this time?" Someone whispered and shook his head: "There are almost no flaws in this case, how can it be solved?" ”

This is a case that makes them both headache and desperate, there are no clues, it is impossible to solve the case according to the convention, the murderer is a high-IQ guy, very cautious, and there is nothing left at the scene except a corpse.

Although Fang Han has a good reputation and is known as the chief adviser of the FBI, I am afraid that he will not be able to do anything when he encounters this kind of case, can he squeeze oil out of the stone?

"It should be fine." Dao En said with confidence: "The cases that Fang Han has solved are all cases that can't be solved, believe him!" ”

"Forget Dawn, you are Fang Han's admirer!" Someone teased: "Don't want to learn from idols? ”

Dawn smiled wryly: "I don't have this qualification yet." ”

"Fang Han doesn't need too many people to solve the case at all, as long as Ingrid or Elton can, Ingrid is so happy to have such a boyfriend!" A woman with a beautiful face smiled.

"If you have the ability, you can seduce him." The woman next to her laughed.

"I'm not the same type as Ingrid, Fang Han is not interested."

She is also a beautiful woman, she is very sensitive to men's gaze, she can feel the temperature of their gaze, can you know if she is interested in herself, Fang Han just swept lightly when he looked at herself, and did not stop, obviously not interested.

The employees inside the FBI knew Fang Han's situation, surrounded by a large group of beauties, including Anne Cole Ingrid, Clara, Helentina and other famous beauties, of course they were not interested in ordinary beauties.

They giggled away, and the farther and farther they went, Ingrid's hearing got better and better, and she shook her head when she heard their discussion.

Fang Han naturally heard it too, and said with a smile: "It seems that everyone is very envious of you." ”

"It's envy of my good luck!" Ingrid gave him a blank look.

Fang Han smiled: "Do you blame me for covering up your light?" ”

"Of course." Ingrid snorted, "Everyone thinks I'm lucky to have a good boyfriend, so I'm promoted to this position!" ”

Fang Han smiled and said, "Then what should I do?" ”

"I can only let them be." Ingrid said: "I'm not living for someone else's words, are you really sure to catch this guy?" ”

Fang Han shook his head: "Look at your luck." ”

"Let's go." Ingrid said.

The two of them walked out of the office to the rooftop. A helicopter had been activated, and the propellers were whistling, creating a whirring wind.

Fang Han and Ingrid got into the plane, and the helicopter quickly rose into the air, suddenly speeding up and roaring away, and the FBI building quickly turned into a small square in the field of vision.

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When they arrived in Las Vegas, there were already two policemen waiting in front of an apartment building, and when they saw Fang Han and Ingrid getting off the plane, the two greeted them, shook hands and introduced themselves. Immediately went upstairs to the scene of the crime.

A yellow cordon was drawn at the scene. Before the protection was removed, after Fang Han and Ingrid entered the house, Fang Han turned around and nodded.

Ingrid knew there was something to gain as soon as she nodded his head. Didn't say much. I only thanked the two policemen. Drill back to the helicopter with Fang Han.

The helicopter slowly ascended, Fang Han closed his eyes and groaned for a moment, then stretched out his finger to the north. Ingrid hurriedly said, "Kebol, go north!" ”

The pilot, Kebol, adjusted his direction and headed north, by this time it was already noon, the sky was clear, and they could fly faster.

There are many private jets in the United States, most of which fly at low altitudes, so you need to report to the towers around the country when flying, and you must also pay attention to the radar signal to avoid collisions.

After flying north for half an hour, Fang Han pointed to the northwest in the direction of his hand, and Ingrid immediately instructed Kebor to turn.

Under Fang Han's command, they flew for more than an hour and finally stopped in a small town.

Fang Han sighed and nodded below: "He's right here!" ”

"Damn it!" Ingrid said hatefully, "Catch him no matter what!" ”

Fang Han said: "Don't worry, you can't run, there is no arrest warrant." ”

"You can detain for 24 hours first, collect evidence and then apply for an arrest warrant!" Ingrid said: "I have to apply for a search warrant first, but fortunately, with you, the search warrant is very easy!" ”

The search warrant is issued by the judge, but it does not rely entirely on the law, the law of the United States is not so strict, there is a lot of room for operation, one loose and one tight is often in the hands of the judge, and whether the search warrant is issued or not is a matter of the judge's words.

Fang Han is well-known in the judicial system, with a 100% case solving rate, and more than a dozen major and suspicious cases have been solved, and he has accumulated enough prestige.

The helicopter stopped outside the town, and then the two walked into the town, the helicopter parked next to a wooded area, able to block people's eyes.

There are not many people in this small town, and when you look down from a helicopter, you can see that there are about 200 households here, but Massachusetts is small and full of shops, car dealers, and even hotels.

The town is very quiet, after Fang Han and Ingrid came in, the people in the town didn't care, the children were playing happily, and the adults were chatting together, and some were watching TV.

Fang Han shook his head, such a town is suitable for the elderly, but not for young people, he and Ingrid came to the only hotel, Ingrid showed her ID, and then went upstairs.

Fang Han slammed open a door, stepped in and held down the young man who was on the bed, and Ingrid directly handcuffed him.

Ingrid looked at the young man on the bed, he was about 1.7 meters, with a thin body, looking like an otaku, with freckles on the bridge of his nose and a blank look.

Soon the police in the town came, saw the situation, and hurriedly asked what was going on, Ingrid shook her head and said, "Sheriff Pete, we suspect that he is the murderer of the serial murder of prostitutes." ”

"Is it him?!" Sheriff Pete, who was tall and burly, with a big monument and a drunken belly, stared wide-eyed: "He's a murderer?!" ”

Ingrid nodded, "It's him." ”

"My eyes are really bad!" Pete shook his head and said self-deprecatingly, "I thought he was just a tourist student!" ”

Fang Han picked up a statue from the bedside, it was a purple strange statue, like a human and non-human, as if it was an image in a mythological story.

He could feel the statue exuding a strange power that he could absorb, a sensation similar to that of the original Black God statue.

He turned his head to look at the young man, shook his head and sighed, it seems that this is not a small case, it may be a big trouble!

"Fang Han?" Ingrid asked.

Fang Han put away the statue: "Sheriff Pete, please protect the scene, someone from the FBI will come over soon!" ”

"No problem!" Superintendent Pitt shouted. (To be continued......)