Lindsay Vaughn's father, Kison Vaughn, spoke with a completely different feeling than the Owens.

Everyone at BAU could hear the anxiety and unease in his tone, but he tried to keep his pace and coherence in his speech, even at a moderate volume so that everyone around him could hear him without being too loud.

"I went into the cinema and found nothing, and the ushers told me that they had left in the middle of the movie. ”

"Where did they go?" Hodgner asked.

"He said they went out for a cigarette." Kison Vaughn looked a little helpless.

"I didn't even know Katie could smoke." Mrs. Owen sobbed in her husband's arms.

There is no surprise to everyone, rebellious teenagers, secretly smoking is really not a big deal, in the previous life Jack was a person who contracted a smoking addiction when he was in college in a foreign country.

"So they never returned to their seats?" Jiejie asked.

"Nope." Kison Vaughn shook his head, his face gloomy.

"We've been waiting here all day, why don't you let us in?" Mr. Owen, who was holding his wife, looked at the crowd.

Without waiting for the FBIs to answer, Kison Vaughn gave them the answer, "Because they don't know who's in there, right?" ”

"Why, what did they do to her?" Mrs. Owen wept bitterly, and the answer was obvious.

"You're the FBI, right? Now it's the FBI that calls the shots, right? A slightly fattened middle-aged man beside Kison Vaughn suddenly spoke.

Jack gave an official reply directly, "We are here to assist the police." ”

"Don't you think it's too late?" Kison Vaughn suddenly showed a completely different agitation from before, and as soon as he said that, he himself sensed that something was wrong, and after speaking, he walked to the side, took out a medicine bottle he carried with him, and ate two tablets.

"My name is Pat Mannan." The middle-aged fat man took the initiative to introduce himself, "It's a friend of Kitson, please don't mind his attitude, his wife died a few years ago, and Lindsay is now all he has." ”

No one minds, everyone has seen a lot of victims' families with bad attitudes, and this kind of rational and good communication is already very rare.

Hannah came from the side, as the first FBI agent to follow up on the case, she had been communicating with the sheriff of the Southeast District Bureau just now, "The medical examiner's office is going to remove the body now for further autopsy." ”

Kison Vaughn suddenly took two steps forward and stood in front of Hodgner and Rossi, obviously thinking that Hodgner, who was dressed in formal clothes and always had a serious face, and Rossi, the oldest person present, were the ones who could call the shots here.

"Let me try, I'll recognize it." There was pleading in his tone.

"I can tell if it's Katie or Lindsay, I can."

"Come back to the police station with us." Rosie didn't respond positively, and whispered with relief.

The chance of being identified by the family is very small, and it is likely that the family will be overstimulated by the family, and the first stage of psychological grief will appear, which negates the facts.

At that time, the most likely scenario will be that the two sides will accuse each other or even break out into a direct conflict, which will not do any good to solve the case and further uncover clues.

After all, one of the two girls has already been killed, so the most important thing now is to find the other who may still be alive.

By the time everyone arrived at the Southeast District Office, it was about 7 p.m., and Garcia had finished analyzing the audio file that Jack had sent her.

"The call lasted 55 seconds, but the extracted voice only lasted 23 seconds, and then there was a dead silence." Garcia's face was ugly, and the voice played.

There are two girls' voices in the call recording, one girl screaming desperately for help, begging the killer to stop, and repeating "Daddy, help me!" These few words.

It was clear that she was the girl who was being assaulted, the corpse that everyone had seen in the drain.

The other girl's voice was relatively calm, she only said two words, one was to tell the girl who was violated not to resist, not to provoke the killer further, and the other was particularly impressive, "Don't let them know you're afraid!" ”

"I guess she was strangled after that, what are we going to do next?" After listening to the recording, Emily looked at everyone with an ugly face.

In fact, at this time, everyone had some speculation in their hearts, and from the previous performance of the parents on both sides, they could roughly guess which family the victim was the daughter of.

Of course, this is just speculation after all, and actual evidence is needed.

"What to do? There is nothing to do, parents can recognize their daughter's voice. Rossi replied decisively.

Emily's eyes widened in surprise, as if she couldn't believe that he had said it, perhaps it was the fragile Rosie in the previous case who had made too much impression on her.

"Are you serious?"

"This is the fastest way to do it right now, and we need to identify the other girl as soon as possible."

Although Rosie has a calm face, he still insists on his thoughts, and it is clear that women and men have different understandings of sensuality.

Emily insisted against it, and the girl's screams still seemed to be in the room.

"There must be another way."

"I can try to speed up the DNA test." Hannah also seemed to be unbearable, and whispered a word to the side.

But everyone present knows that even if you can urge the queue to test, in order to ensure the accuracy of the genetic sequence, it will take a lot of repeated testing to compare the gene sequence, and it will still take a lot of time.

And now, even an hour of time is very precious for another girl who still has a chance of surviving.

Jack didn't speak, just pushed the piece of evidence, which he had just pasted with Red, in front of everyone.

Above are shocking photos of corpses, the dead girl with no skin, covered in dense knife cuts and large bruises.

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"After discussions with my colleagues, we thought it would be too late to save people when we got the results."

In the conference room of the Southeast District Bureau, Hodgner played the usual blackface role, and it was up to him to make this dilemma suggestion.

"Of course, it's up to you, and I hope it will buy us more time, for the sake of the girl who is still alive."

It was still Kison Vaughn who asked the key question, "What was said in the recording?" ”

"That's the voice of one of your two families and one of your daughters before she died." Hodgner was frank.

"My God." Mrs. Owen, who had been relying on her husband's support to barely keep her feet, let out a cry of sorrow.

I felt more comfortable after the orthopedic work, and I booked a course of treatment, going once a week, and at the same time, I paid attention to my sitting posture when I coded the words, and I was able to stand up and move when I was fine, hoping to recover quickly.

(End of chapter)