"Tracy is a 'warrior', even if a gun is pointed at her head, she will not obey."

"When we were adolescence, we were particularly resistant to personal protection, and my father insisted that we learn self-defense, so that we could get rid of the bodyguards when we entered college."

Listening to the little girl's words, JJ flipped through the report provided by the police officer at the scene, pointed to the situation in the car taken in the photo and said to Jack.

"She's right, there are nail scratches on the seat of the car, and Tracy was forcibly dragged away."

"Do you think your sister is still alive?" Jack asked Cheryl.

"I knew she must be alive." Cheryl's eyes were determined.

JJ was a little skeptical, "Is it really through telepathy between your twins?" ”

Cheryl showed a little helplessness on her face, as if she had explained too many times.

"It's not as magical as you think, it's not the special function of poking her with a needle and I will cry."

"But if something bothers her and makes her feel bad, I can feel that even if we are thousands of miles apart, we can detect each other's recent moods."

Jack and JJ looked at each other, both a little skeptical.

"It seems that we need to find out if there is such a magical connection between twins."

Jack said as he took the information in JJ's hand and made a scene reproduction of the scene environment.

"According to the tire marks in the photo, Tracy and her boyfriend drove by here, and there was a car parked in the middle of the road, and they had to brake suddenly, and they probably got out of the car to check, well, the footprints of the two extended all the way here, and then they turned back."

"When they got back to the car, the robber suddenly appeared and shot directly at the boyfriend in the driver's seat, very decisively, the bullet went into the forehead, passed through the back of the head, and remained in the headrest of the seat."

"It's weird." Jack turned to look at JJ.

"For the kidnapper, Tracy's boyfriend is an obstacle, he just wants to kidnap Tracy alone and kill her boyfriend, which is understandable, but if you turn to the front and shoot in the face, isn't it a bit deliberate?"

"Out of hatred? The kidnappers want Tracy's boyfriend to feel fear before he dies? After listening to Jack's reappearance, JJ subconsciously came to this conclusion.

"Does your inference sound even more unscientific?" Cheryl muttered from the side.

"Maybe, it's time for us to go back."

Jack shrugged, and he began to feel how cool it was to work at BAU, with a bunch of cops, detectives, and even FBI agents working on it, and they just had to be at the terminal and analyze all the information.

Inviting the little beauty Cheryl into the back seat of the car, Jack drove JJ and the three of them to the Davenport family's residence, followed by the two Justice Department agents who had served as bodyguards.

As a full-size SUV, this Saabban is 5.7 meters long, more than 2 meters wide, and 1.9 meters high.

It's a pity that BAU wants to run all over the country, and there is a high probability that he will only be able to drive around in the future, and it is unlikely that the FBI will allocate one to him.

When a few people arrived at Davenport's house, agents from the local FBI support team were about to leave, routinely ruling out the possibility of bugging in the house, and bringing a bunch of equipment with them.

A couple of laptops, a full set of phone tracking and recording devices, and when Jack and the others entered the house, the all-round helper Rhett was busy in front of these devices, preparing for commissioning.

A middle-aged man with a haggard face saw Cheryl behind Jack, let out a low cry, and hugged her.

This should be the father of the twin girls, Evan Davenport.

Rosie was sitting on the sofa, looking at the thick instruction manual with the expression of a subway uncle looking at his phone.

"Too long out of touch with new technology?" Jack teased.

"I thought it would be enough to learn how to use a smartphone, but I didn't expect even the listening devices to be updated so quickly."

Rosie looked a little helpless, "We were still using tape at that time. ”

"This button is to answer the call, this button can block our voice, after pressing the red light will be on, we can hear each other's voice clearly, but the other party can't hear us."

"I'll take care of the rest, and the computer will record the whole process and convert the conversation into text."

Seeing that Rhett Marie had set everything up, a young man of about thirty years of age in a suit stood up to say goodbye to the crowd, and comforted his worried father, Evan Davenport.

"Evan, don't worry too much, the New York bureau will be responsible for tracking down the source of the call, Rossi and his team will fully assist you, two agents from the Department of Justice will stay here for close protection, and there are two teams of FBI agents outside the house for 24-hour surveillance."

Evan Davenport shook his hand, "Thank you Scheyer for greeting your father on my behalf." ”

"Do you know this agent well?" Jack glanced at the other party's departing back and asked casually.

Evan Davenport's mind was on his missing daughter, nodded a little nonchalantly, and casually explained, "He is from the FBI New York office, and he is considered a young man, and I often deal with his father." ”

Jack looked up at the clock, it was barely 7 o'clock in the morning, and there was still more than an hour before the kidnapper's time of calling, so he asked everyone.

"Coffee? I'm going to cook something, I'm going to get some breakfast, and everyone needs to be in the best shape before they call. ”

"I'll help you." At first glance, it is a gentle and virtuous JJ who took the initiative to propose.

"American-style concentrate, double the sugar." Rhett, who was looking through the information, replied without raising his head.

"When I get back, I'll urge you to squeeze out all the extra sugar you eat."

With threatening words on his lips, Jack and JJ walked into the kitchen under Cheryl's guidance.

While frying eggs on the stove, Jack and JJ talk about twins again.

"Maybe it's because I'm an only child, and I've always thought it's incredible, is there really such a telepathic existence?"

JJ frowned and thought about it, and it was so beautiful.

"In fact, there may be a physiological basis for this." Smelling the scent, Rhett interjected.

"Tell me, Mr. Jack-of-all-trades." Jack motioned for him to continue.

"I've just looked at their birth information, and Tracy and Cheryl are rare mirror twins, which means that one of their internal organs is in the opposite position of ordinary people, well, it's my sister Tracy."

"Her heart is on the right side and her liver is on the left."

JJ's eyes widened in surprise, a little incredulous.

"Mirror twins divide more than a week after conception of a sperm fertilized egg, and the DNA code for their last strand is identical, and there is a small amount of literature documenting the sympathy of physiological pain between these twins."

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(End of chapter)