"That's not right." Wang Lei directly vetoed the excited Owens and Nathan.

How can such an obvious contradiction ignore the past? The binding scars on the wrists and ankles of the deceased already illustrate the strength and strength of the murderer, and now to draw a thin conclusion can only make people laugh.

The results of the on-site inspection are consistent with Thomson's ridicule of Wang Lei, and it is impossible to find out the traces left by the murderer after the Philadelphia police, the FBI Philadelphia Branch, and Thomson's tripartite search for gold in the sand.

Wang Lei stood up and shrugged: "Let's go, Coleman, let's go back to the hotel first, let's have a brief discussion and brainstorm." ”

Since the discussion, Owens is definitely going to participate, he is the executor of Philadelphia, how can he be absent. Moreover, Owens himself didn't want to go back to the branch so early, that annoying old man, who didn't filter all the information collected by everyone every day ten or eight times, wouldn't return home until midnight.

In the Hilton hotel suite, Wang Lei knocked on the door, and was very surprised, and no one came to open the door after waiting for a minute. Wang Lei was glad that he took a door card before he went out, and after everyone went in, they found that the three women didn't know where they went.

Philadelphia is basically rumored now, Wang Lei doesn't care about himself, once the three women are involved, especially Wang Shui'er, he immediately becomes nervous.

Extremely quickly took out the mobile phone, and unlocked it with a quick click that Cowman and Nathan had never seen before, and dialed a shortcut key directly, Wang Lei looked at the screen anxiously, and his eyes did not blink.

Accompanied by a burst of bells, five seconds later, Wang Shui'er's crisp voice sounded in the microphone: "Wang Lei, what are you doing?" Oops, you tap. ”

The usual calmness and calmness disappeared from Wang Lei at this time, and his voice immediately raised: "Where are you?" What happened? ”

The laughter like a silver bell spread through the microphone throughout the room: "We are in the SPA center of the hotel, if you come back, don't worry about us, we will come back after we have had enough." ”

Very embarrassed to look back at Owens, who was standing at the door waiting for him to call, Wang Lei raised his mobile phone: "If you care, you will be chaotic, if you care, Owens, come in." ”

Coleman and Nathan had long been accustomed to it, pouring their own coffee, and had found the most comfortable position on the couch to half-lie and half-sit ready.

Wang Lei turned on the exhaust system in the room, and went to open the window again, then returned to the sofa, put on a cigarette by himself, and then threw the cigarette case on the coffee table: "I like to smoke for my own convenience, I like it anyway, I think no one will object." ”

Regardless of whether the murderer imitated Venn or Veen came back from the dead, Wang Lei had a new definition of him: "Let's not talk about whether there is a connection between the murderer and Venn, I think this is a kind of mutated serial killer, and we need to re-study all the files." ”

Under normal circumstances, a serial killer may kill ten or even dozens of people, but his killing time is intermittent for tens, hundreds of days, or even decades.

But now this murderer is the same as Vane 15 years ago, they are killing multiple people in a row in a very short period of time, and in the course of each of their killings, they always carry out the victims. Strong. Rape, which is called "longitudinal" in behavioral analysis. Desire. Killers".

"I think that Vane and the current unknown murderer both belong to the . Longitudinal. Desire. Types of killers. Wang Lei picked up another cigarette and continued directly.

The three of them had heard of the term for the first time, and humans had a natural sense of awe for things they didn't understand. The unfamiliar nouns that popped out of Wang Lei's mouth one after another brought this effect.

"So, how are we going to catch him?" Owens was most anxious, this was his division, and the pressure on him doubled with every additional corpse that appeared on the streets.

"I don't know what to do!" Wang Lei answered this question very quickly. Of course, I don't know what to do, I just came into contact with this case, and the situation began to understand, and I am not God, how can it be so easy!

"There's no hurry, Owens." Coleman was instructed, and after his persuasion, Owens agreed to go home and get a good night's sleep, and everyone would meet at the branch tomorrow morning.

Coleman and Nathan also went to their rooms to rest, and Wang Lei left a note for the three women and returned to his room as well. The evening breeze at the window was already a little cool, but it blew on his body and cheered up Wang Lei's spirits.

In the distance, the lights of Philadelphia combine to form a charming night scene. Zhilu explained the type of murderer, but Wang Lei still couldn't find an entry point for the time being, and he encountered the same problem as Owens.

Claire? Dennis, who wears a pair of glasses for short-sightedness, is a 38-year-old teacher at a middle school in Philadelphia.

Because of a little bit of business, Claire came home a little late today. Driving to the school's parking lot, Claire was thinking about how she would spend her wedding anniversary with her husband and children in three days.

As soon as she turned a corner, Claire suddenly noticed a Dodge coming from her left, much faster than her, and was about to force overtake.

With a pull of the steering wheel, Claire drove the Chevrolet to the right of the Chevrolet, ready to give way to the overtaker. Dodge had just accelerated to the front of her car when she slammed into the right, and the front of the two cars slammed into each other.

The Chevrolet slammed into several telephone poles on the sidewalk, and with the inertia, Claire hit the windshield headlong, and the person suddenly became confused.

In the haze, Claire saw a man come to open the door, leaned over to look at herself, and stretched out a hand to stroke her face.

In a drowsy state, Claire still felt that this man's behavior was very strange, why didn't he save himself? Why didn't he call 911? Did he pick himself up, was he saved? Where did he put himself?

There was another "bang" sound, and the back cover of a car was heavily covered, and the car drove away quickly with the roar of the engine.

Wang Lei, who was shrinking in the corner, also twitched from time to time in his sleep, and shouted softly from time to time, "Don't go." ”

The phone in hand vibrated "buzzing", did not open his eyes, groped his hands left and right on the ground, picked up the phone, and a few fingers clicked randomly on the screen.

Finally, the phone was connected: "Wang Lei, who are you?" ”

"Coleman. Wang Lei, you get up immediately, we are waiting for you in the parking lot downstairs, and another woman has disappeared, a 38-year-old middle-aged woman. ”

The very polite Coleman chose to go downstairs to wait for Wang Lei, he couldn't determine how many people were in Wang Lei's room, in order not to make everyone feel embarrassed, Coleman made a very smart decision.

Wang Lei's eyes were still closed when he was dressed, and this set of techniques was developed by the serious crime team. For a period of time, there were several murders in Linhai in a row, and everyone was busy in the dark, and they were often called by the phone as soon as they went home and slept for an hour or two.

After putting his face under the faucet in the bathroom and flushing for half a minute, Wang Lei finally sobered up and looked at his watch, it was only 4 o'clock in the middle of the night.

As soon as Nathan waited for Wang Lei to get into the car, he increased his horsepower and rushed out. This is an SUV that Owens has prepared for them, and it is no different from the one in the Los Angeles branch.

According to GPS positioning and guidance, it didn't take long for the three men to arrive at a small intersection on Art Avenue in Philadelphia, where Owens and a group of police officers were standing on the side of the road.

After getting out of the car, Wang Lei found that there were actually scattered raindrops, he raised his head and looked at the sky, letting the slightest drizzle fall on his face, and the exhaustion all dissipated in this extremely cool air.

"This fork in the road is crowded with pedestrians during the day, but after the middle school in front of it starts to dwindle, there are hardly any people passing by at night." Owens gave the three of them background information.

It was still the middle of the night, and a patrolman passed by and saw a Chevrolet crashing into a telephone pole, and he leaned forward to take a closer look, only to find that there was no one inside. After a brief investigation, the patrol officer believed that it was a crash caused by a crazy driving error, and there was nothing unusual.

After the patrol reported it, the Philadelphia Police Department immediately found Claire's identity and address based on the license plate. Two police officers were sent to the door, but the original intention of the police department was to issue a ticket as punishment for Claire's hit-and-run and compensation for the repair of the telephone pole.

When the police arrived, Claire's family was anxiously waiting for her to come home. Claire's husband, Rupert, has been calling many times in a row.

The school's phone must have gone unanswered, but Claire's own cell phone kept saying that she was not in the service area.

No one thinks in the direction of bad things, Claire has been a good wife and mother for so many years, Rupert also trusts her very much, and will not doubt that Claire will have an extramarital affair at all.

Hearing that Claire had been in a car accident, Rupert and his two children were so anxious that they went around the house and kept asking which hospital Claire was in now.

The police officer who came to the door turned the punishment into comfort: "Maybe she made a temporary phone call to a friend after the crash and was sent to a hospital." We have news and will let you know immediately. Don't worry, it's just an ordinary car accident, we have investigated the scene, there is no trace of fighting, it should have inadvertently hit a telephone pole......"

Originally, the matter had not been reported to the FBI's Philadelphia branch, and the police did not consider it a missing person for the time being. When Thomson called the police center himself and asked about all the alarm information for the whole day, he was keenly aware of the abnormality in this message and immediately notified Owens.

This is a habit that Thomson has developed since his comeback, and every day he will go out from time to time to check the police patrol status and the FBI deployment situation, and every night no matter how late he comes home, he will call the police center to ask about the day's records.

Thomson swears that he must catch Vane or this imitating murderer this time!

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