"It's the quickest way we can think of, but no matter what choice you make, we're not going to give up on finding your daughter." Rossi's tone was sincere, and his voice was calm and powerful.

"I'm sorry, I can't, I'm sorry, Bruce I can't," Mrs. Owen staggered out of her husband's arms and staggered out of the room.

Jack winked at Hannah at the door, and she immediately followed.

No matter how heartbroken the parents on both sides are, until the truth is clarified, the parents are also suspects, and self-directed and self-acting also account for a large proportion of the kidnapping cases.

Having Hannah follow Mrs. Owen is both to prevent her from having an accident and to be a form of surveillance in disguise.

"Kitson, I don't think that's a good idea."

Pat Mannan, a middle-aged fat man who claimed to be a good friend of Kitson Vaughn, kept muttering in his ear, but Kison Vaughn kept a cold face and did not respond.

Jack glanced at this guy, a little curious about his identity, it seems that Kisson Vaughn doesn't treat this guy very well, really has such a friend? This guy looks a little overzealous.

"Let's get started, then."

Seeing that the two fathers did not object, everyone gathered in front of the computer, and Hodchner clicked on the audio file sent by Garcia.

"Stop. Don't stop, please, Daddy, Help! ”

"Don't resist!"

"Oh my God. Stop, help, stop! ”

"Don't let them know you're scared!"

"Let go of me. Don't do this to me. Stop Dad, help, Daddy, help me. Daddy save me! ”

While Jack listened to the recording, his eyes never took off the two fathers, pain, happiness, sympathy, and worry, these were the expressions that appeared on Kison Vaughn's face in turn.

Incredulous, heartbroken, painful, heartbroken, doubtful, this is Bruce Irving.

"Put it again." After listening to the recording, Bruce Owen was already in tears.

At this point, there is no need to say more, everyone at BAU has the answer in their hearts.

"Mr. Owen." Hodchner whispered something to say.

"That's not Katie, I know her voice, it's not Katie, play it again, please, play it again."

Bruce Owen kept shaking his head, trying to deny what was in front of him.

Mrs. "Bruce" Owen was somehow supported by Hannah and reappeared at the door, crying inhumanly.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Owen." Emily walked to the door, trying to comfort her, but didn't know how to speak.

"No, dear, it's okay, that's not her, I can hear her, that's not her, trust me"

Seeing that Bruce Irving was about to collapse, Kison Vaughn stepped forward and hugged him.

"Bruce"

"Kitson, that's not Katie, is it? You know. Kitson, that's not Katie's voice."

Bruce Owen's voice was half pleading and half wailing, and finally he couldn't stop crying.

"That's Katie." Kison Vaughn's words finally crushed his last bit of luck.

"No!! My Katie!! Bruce Owen let out a roar of pain and despair like a wounded beast.

"Let's go out, come, come with me." Kitson Vaughn was not tall, but he was quite strong, and it took little effort to lift a broken adult man out of the office.

Sending the two families out of the office, Hodchner turned to Hannah, who was in charge of assisting, and gave the order.

"I'm going to post a picture of another girl, Lindsay, and I want her to be in every corner of the city before dawn and in tomorrow's newspaper and TV morning news."

"No problem." Hannah nodded.

"Let's go together, I also have a few business cards available for the media." Jiejie took the initiative to step forward and grabbed her arm.

The two beautiful girls left the office together like sisters on good terms.

Rossi's gaze was once again focused on the evidence board, "They abused and tortured Katie, both took a long time, were very cruel and violent, and the phone recording tells us that the girl kept screaming. ”

"But it didn't alarm the neighbors, why?"

"I've confirmed the call to the police after this period of time, and there are no records of it." Emily showed off the materials in her hand.

"Basement?" Jack immediately dismissed his suspicions.

Because of the sandy soil in California, basements are usually expensive, and few people will dig basements when the land cost is not high, especially in the South Los Angeles area, where housing prices are not high.

"I'm done." Red, who had been silently busy in the corner, threw away the oil-based pen in his hand and stretched.

On the transparent map board, dense symbols and various lines are drawn.

"The location where the girls were abducted was on the southern edge of the city, near the suburbs, nine miles from the dumping site, and I speculate that the murder scene was somewhere in the middle of the two points."

Red said and pointed to the large circle on the transparent map board.

"The scope is large, but if the hidden and controlled environment is taken into account, it can be narrowed down to forest areas, industrial areas, as well as abandoned houses"

As he spoke, he crossed out some of the framed areas.

Although the remaining area is still large, it has been reduced by more than half compared to before.

Seeing that Rosie and Hodchner's eyes were looking at him, Jack, as a person from LAPD, naturally understood in seconds.

"Understood, I'll coordinate, the southeast district bureau will definitely not have enough manpower, I will communicate with the Wilshire branch and borrow some manpower."

Of course, the FBI can communicate directly with the upper echelons, or simply assign search tasks and let the Southeast District Bureau handle it on its own.

But whether it is the execution effect or the search efficiency, it is certainly not as good as the effect of Jack directly contacting his mother's family, which is the advantage of local goods.

Hodgner raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch, "Tomorrow morning, Rosie, you take Red and Jack to Kisson Vaughn's house to investigate." ”

"Emily, you and I go to the movie theater where the two girls disappeared."

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The process of contacting Blackface Superintendent Gray went smoothly, probably because the yacht of a drug cartel was almost sent to low earth orbit by unknown good people, and the life of the Wilshire Police Department has been relatively easy recently.

Although as street patrol officers, they will always have a busy job, but the old guys are very face-saving and all the members are present, and Tim personally leads the team.

After greeting Tim and John, Jack went home to rest after arranging the search mission, and when he got home it was midnight, and after four hours of sleep, he got up and got busy.

At 6 a.m., delivery man Jack delivered more than a dozen steaming chestnut cakes, doughnuts and large cups of coffee to the LAPD officers who were busy all night.

My chest is still stuffy, especially in the afternoon, hell, find a time to do a physical examination next week.

(End of chapter)