Chapter 154: Nowhere to Run
Wang Lei explained the situation last night to Wang Shui'er in a few words, and told her that they still had to arrange their own itinerary today and try to have fun, etc., and hung up the phone, and Wang Shui'er's mouth also pouted.
I dreamed of 10,000 times as a concubine, but every time I came out, I became three women traveling by themselves, Wang Shui'er was very interested, sat on the bed for a while, and lay down and covered herself from head to toe with a quilt.
The waiter had already brought breakfast, and Julie and Yang Qian found out why Wang Shui'er hadn't come out for a long time, so they simply pushed the door in, only to realize that Lu Dao was sulking.
After learning the reason, Yang Qian was silent. Love and family affection are too difficult for Yang Qian, she only hopes that in the interval between completing the task, she can relax happily with time and friends like now.
Julie stroked Wang Shui'er's silky long hair with pity: "Although Wang Lei is now in the name of a senior adviser to the FBI, I think he will really join the FBI soon." When the time comes, he won't be as busy as he is now, and he will have time to spend with you. Wang Shui'er, woman, learn to tolerate the man you love. ”
Julie's inadvertent revelation made Yang Qian's heart excited, and finally heard about Wang Lei's future arrangements, this news must be passed back as soon as possible, and it cannot be delayed, Yang Qian reminded herself in her heart.
After the persuasion of Julie and Yang Qian, Wang Shui'er slowly became cheerful, and a charming smile appeared on her cheeks again, and the shallow dimples were as dazzling as a nebula, which would make people unable to extricate themselves.
Wang Lei put the photos of the deceased 15 years ago in a row, and put the current three deceased people in the second row along with the photos of Claire, one hand around his shoulder, the other hand rubbing his beard, staring.
Could it really be that he is an imitator and admirer of Vene? But what can he do almost exactly the same for what he wants? Owens has given the answer to this question, and admirers of serial killers like this know more than anyone else about the history of the case, the killer's methods, and the details, including the police.
There have been such imitator killings in American history, almost the same as the murder scene created by the murderer himself, if it were not for the fact that the murderer himself was imprisoned for life, because the imitator was caught by chance, no one would believe that it was not the murderer himself who committed the crime.
What did Vane disappear back then? Wang Lei suddenly thought of this question.
But he obviously didn't get an answer, and you know, this is the answer that the FBI has been looking for for 15 years.
Suddenly opened the door, Wang Lei shouted: "Coleman, I need the FBI 15 years ago to track all the reports of Venn, you contact Robert and ask him to arrange for someone to fax it over immediately." ”
Half an hour later, Wang Lei harvested a large number of files. It stands to reason that Wang Lei does not have the right to access these files that have entered the archives, after all, Thomson was the assistant director of the secret level.
Robert and Kaiming, after receiving Coleman's application, did not hesitate, and directly signed for their secretary to handle it in person, and watched all the materials faxed in the archives with their own eyes.
As soon as he moved the materials back to bed, Owens' phone called: "You guys come right here, Thomson has found the owner of that car!" ”
Owens found out the list of owners of all the Chrysler PT Ramblers, and he was about to notify Coleman, when Thomson came in and took the full list in front of him: "What, and are you going to notify those officials at headquarters?" You don't know the way, Owens, these officials from the headquarters are traveling with three women. ”
Thomson is very well-informed, and after meeting Wang Lei and them for the first time, he knew that they were staying at the Hilton Hotel, and there were 3 beauties with him. Of course, Thomson disdained to inquire more specifically about who and who was in the same room, and he thought it would be enough to know this information.
Thomson closed his mouth and began to study the list in his hand, Owens sat on the sidelines, and the two exchanged a few words from time to time. Since Thomson wouldn't let him call, Owens had to prepare to inform Coleman privately later.
All car owners who are more than 50 kilometers away from Philadelphia were excluded by Thomson. In this regard, Thomson explained to Owens: "The distance is too far, there are more people and things encountered, and it is easy to have witnesses. Since we have not found any witnesses, it means that the murderer did not have a long place to transfer Claire. ”
Car owners under the age of 20 and over the age of 60 were also expelled by Thomson. This is similar to Owens' own considerations. Too young, it is easy to be hot-blooded and impulsive, and it is inevitable that there is no experience, leaving traces on the scene.
Too old to be able to hold a 170-centimeter-tall woman like Claire, and Claire is a plump figure, not very thin.
Owens looked at the information of these car owners and asked a word, and regretted it as soon as he exited, because he figured it out: "Why don't you exclude the information of those female car owners?" ”
Sure enough, Thomson looked at him with contempt, stupid enough to be the head of the FBI's Philadelphia branch like this, and now the FBI is really degenerate, Thomson thought to himself.
Owens secretly hated himself for talking too much, yes, who stipulated that the murderer could not get married! Perhaps, the murderer will have a happy family.
There is also a high probability that the female owner's rambler is being used by her husband. Owens felt more and more that he hated Thomson, and it was no wonder that he had no choice but to retire after the failure of the first operation, and it was strange who would get along with him.
There are still 28 car owners left, Thomson thought about it, and he also excluded car owners with more than 3 family members. Taking out the information of the 16 car owners and putting them aside, Thomson asked proudly, "Didn't you figure it out, Owens?" ”
Owens was silent and sat quietly like a mountain, this gesture was a mocking and silent protest against Thomson, and it was also to tell Thomson that I, Owens, was the boss of the FBI Philadelphia.
The ridicule had no effect, and Thomson grinned boringly: "The family is overpopulated, especially with small children like this, and the murderer has no way to arrange his own time to commit the crime at will." ”
If the murderer did not have his own ear time at will, it was likely that the target he had spent a lot of effort to track down in advance would be gone, and Owens could only nod in his heart. Now, he won't let Thomson reprimand himself like a rookie.
The last thing on the desk was a list of 12 car owners, the scope was narrowed, and it was easy to check, Owens picked up the 12 lists and went to the information room.
It took half an hour for the details of all 12 car owners to come out. Owens was so excited that he picked up the materials and ran back to the office, by this time, his previous jealousy of Thomson had been thrown away, and he had forgotten what he had just done without informing Coleman and his party.
Thomson's attention quickly focused on two of the sources.
Ulrich, white, 33 years old, living alone, taxi driver, 18 years old was arrested for . Strong. Traitor. Imprisoned for 8 years, unmarried.
Baccarin, a 45-year-old black man, has been divorced for 7 years, and his children moved to San Francisco with their mother, where they now live alone, guarding the parking lot at a bar.
Owens pressed the emergency action button, and the screaming instantly resounded throughout the branch, and with the sound of chaotic footsteps, more than a dozen figures flashed everywhere, converging on the parking lot at the entrance.
Owens finally remembered Coleman, and that's why there was that reminder call.
In 10 minutes, it took Nathan only 10 minutes to drag from the Hilton Hotel to the Philadelphia branch, and Owens and Thomson were dispatching people in the parking lot.
Watching the three of Cowman arrive, it was Owens who was happy. He was worried about running out of manpower, and his attempts to contact the Philadelphia police were rejected by Thomson, who feared that the news would leak or be known by the media.
Everyone knows the power of the media's paparazzi, their configuration is much better than the police, and there are many insiders, so many times they actually go to the scene before the police.
Divided into two teams, Thomson took one team to Ulrich's residence, and Owens led the other team to Baccarin's house. Coleman looked at Wang Lei, and this action made Wang Lei decide that both Coleman and Nathan would feel more sure of having a chance to catch the right criminal.
Wang Lei shrugged, everyone should follow Owens, there will always be one side that will fall short. In fact, the three people still don't know the specific situation, Owens's phone call only said that the murderer was found, and the others have not had time to explain.
The previous night's rain had cleared the morning's skies, and overnight, the whole of Philadelphia had been washed and cleaned, and Ulrich and Baccarin lived in different directions, and the convoy went their separate ways.
The Philadelphia branch had two SUVs plus Nathan's three cars, and Owens had five people for a total of eight people. In terms of staffing alone, it is sufficient.
Bakarin lives in a scrapped RV, and there is a taxi parked next to the RV, which indicates that Kabalin is now home, but there is no trace of a wanderer.
Three SUVs rushed straight to surround the RV, and FBI agents in body armor hid behind the car, staring at the only rusty iron door and a small window on the RV.
Although Wang Lei, Coleman, and Nathan also put P229 in their hands, they didn't have any nervous energy at all. Bacarin is alone, where can he be powerful, and Wang Lei is only responsible for the three of them.
Owens didn't shout, but made a few tactical moves, and five people bent down and touched forward. As he approached the RV, Owens heard the heavy metal rock inside very loud, so Bacarin didn't notice that the three SUVs had surrounded him.
Although the information does not show that Baccarin is in possession of a firearm, Owens is not careless. In the United States, there are too many guns on the black market, and there are countless people who will not apply for gun licenses at all because of the cumbersome review procedures.
Gang members and people who wander in the gray area are even less likely to choose to get a gun license. Anyway, as long as the gun in their hand can be aimed and fired, it will be enough for them.