"So you came to LA this time to stop this?" Jack was stunned.

"Yes, but it didn't work out, and the bureaucrats in the district inspection were so desperate to do something."

Rosie no longer concealed her emotions in front of Jack, and her face became a little more melancholy.

"She's going to do something, Del Monte is obviously overconfident."

Jack nodded approvingly, "It's a pity that we can only passively wait for the other party to make the first move." ”

"What would you do if you were given a chance to strike first?" Rosie asked the question with great interest, and there was a bit of a bit of a comparison in her tone.

Of course, it was to kill her directly, of course, this can't be said, if it weren't for the fact that this time it was really exciting and inconvenient, Jack really wanted to use the off-the-plate trick to finish off this woman directly, the accountant contacted him yesterday, and now he is pulling his trailer and taking Justin on the way to LA.

Pretending to think for a while, Jack posed as a good student answering the teacher's question.

"Directly search her cell, investigate all her external contacts within half a year, she is a death row prisoner can not do much in prison, if you want to make waves, someone must cooperate outside, a woman like Rosalind has definitely a lot of admirers."

The worship of serial killers is also a major feature of Europe and the United States, almost every well-known serial killer has admirers or imitators, Jack didn't understand this phenomenon before, and only understood it after crossing over, which seems to have a strong relationship with culture and religion.

Rosie smiled, as if some heroes had seen the same thing: "I've arranged for FBI agents to search her cell." ”

Jack had a surprised expression on his face at the right time, half out of sincerity, half for his future boss, he was also a person who had been in the workplace for 20 years, and this basic routine was still a little bit.

"Although it is very likely that nothing will be found, Rosalind is not so easy to deal with, and tell me about your other ideas."

Jack's brain began to run rapidly, and his memories of the original plot were limited to Lucy's kidnapping, but now the world is too outrageously stitched, and even David Rossi, the protagonist of "Criminal Minds", has appeared linked, and the plot ghost knows what direction it will deviate.

But one thing is for sure, that crazy old woman must be going to make trouble.

"Is there a possibility that Rosalind has already laid out the Wilshire Police Department in advance."

Rosie was stunned for a moment, as if Jack's thoughts were a little unexpected to him, and asked with interest, "Tell me why you think so." ”

Jack followed the car unhurriedly, and began to flicker with words: "We all know that no matter how much Rosalind tosses, her goal is unique and clear. ”

"Get free, keep killing." Rossi agreed.

"Apparently escaping from prison is not her first choice, she has been held tightly for four years as a death row inmate, and if there is a way to escape, she will not wait until now."

"So she has only two ways to go, take advantage of this opportunity to get out of prison, have her accomplices rescue, or reverse the previous case, such as adding some suspicions, postponing the execution of the death penalty, and then looking for other opportunities."

"Are you taking on her role?" Rosie doesn't hide the look of appreciation in her eyes.

Jack secretly rejoiced in his heart, and the next words were his true purpose.

"Given the current level of vigilance in the LAPD, the possibility of a rescue by force is almost zero, she is just a serial killer, not the leader of a large crime syndicate, and her admirers obviously do not have the ability to rescue her from SWAT."

"So this time in the process of searching for the victim's body, there will definitely be a problem, and she has to take the initiative further."

At this time, Rossi's mobile phone vibrated a little, and he sighed while flipping through it: "Modern technology is really developing rapidly, we used to wait for faxes in the office without leaving the office, but now as long as there is a network signal, we can view evidence anywhere." ”

As he spoke, he displayed a photograph in the middle of the screen, on which was a corner of a small cell.

"Tell you what you see."

Jack glanced at a piece of chocolate wrapper in the center of the photo.

"Rosalind's way of communicating with the outside world, she is a death row inmate, although she can communicate with the outside world, but all communication records will be closely scrutinized, but the black market in the prison is not prohibited, and there are indeed people outside who are passing information to her in this way."

Rosie smiled happily: "You're smarter than I thought, then let's make her feel like she's taken the initiative first, and then it's time for her to fall in." ”

Jack struck while the iron was hot and offered his suggestion: "I think maybe we can do some preventive work first."

The long convoy of more than a dozen police cars was followed by a bunch of media reporters' reporting cars, and the speed was not fast, and it took 45 minutes to follow the winding mountain road to reach the destination - the mountains on the south side of Griffiths Park.

Park police had blocked the highway in advance, and all media reporters were stopped outside the cordon except for Taylor Kelly's news vehicle.

Stopping in a glade, Jack got out of the car and took out his backpack full of mineral water from the trunk and carried it behind him, checking his Glock and spare gun again.

Taylor Kelly changed into a pair of sneakers early and followed Jack after getting out of the car.

"Do you think she'll take advantage of this to escape?"

Jack inserted the gun back into his holster and pointed at the police helicopter in the sky and the dozens of LAPD officers around him, "Unless she wants to kill herself, I promise she won't be able to escape ten steps." ”

As he spoke, he looked back at Rosie, who was leaning next to the police car: "Sir, aren't you going up the mountain?" ”

Rosie smiled and pointed to the handmade Italian leather shoes on his feet, "Here's the work of you young people." ”

The corners of Jack's mouth twitched, and he was speechless as he followed the crowd from the armored car.

Hondo commanded his squad to disperse, and they would be in charge of the outermost guard.

The Wilshire Police Department officers gathered together, and under the leadership of Superintendent Gray, they formed the core of the defense circle, and only Tim had an AR15 on his back, just in case.

Jack grabbed Tyler Kelly, who was eager to come forward, "Hey, don't try to talk to Rosalind, or you'll have to go back to the car." ”

Taylor Kelly pouted, turning and motioning for the videographer with the boss's camera to follow.

But soon she was happy like a little girl: "It's a sunny day, it's a good day to climb the mountain." ”

Jack looked up at the gradually dissipating mist between the mountains, a little speechless, Wilson Mountain has a maximum altitude of 1,700 meters, they are now halfway up the mountain, about to enter the woodland, after an hour of walking, I don't know if this chick can be as happy as now.

At least the cameraman next to her won't be too happy, the big guy he is carrying looks like it's almost 20 pounds.

(End of chapter)