"So. So, why did she do it? TC Riodan's face was full of confusion, as if he was carefully recalling the few encounters he had with the medium.

"Well, don't get me wrong, she's not really interested in you imitating your wife." Jack opens an encyclopedia entry on his phone and shows it to everyone.

"Have you ever heard of hysterical possession?"

Everyone was at a loss.

"This is a hysterical mental disorder mostly related to superstition, religion or region, and the patient generally has a mental basis for believing in the existence of ghosts and gods, and has personality traits that are easy to accept suggestive characteristics."

"At the onset of the disease, the patient claims to be God, a god, or the embodiment of the soul of a deceased person, and speaks in the tone and identity of these possessed persons, and the tone of his voice becomes peculiar.

The cause is usually intense mental stimulation or recurrent psychological suggestion. ”

"Therefore, mediums who often engage in autosuggestion and play the role of soul possession are also a frequent group of people with this disease, and there are even those who have switched to this profession because of this disease, and they usually call themselves sensitive."

Jack remembered a previous conversation with the psychic Karen, when she directly thought of herself as Natalie.

"You mean to say that her so-called spiritualist ritual, which possessed Natalie's soul, was actually a manifestation of her psychotic episode?"

TC Riordan was in disbelief.

"Didn't you already know that her performance was fake?" Jack looked at him with a smile until there was a sneering expression on his face, and everyone eating melons on the side couldn't help but look sideways.

"When Karen, the psychic scolds you for betraying her in Natalie's tone, you know that the spiritualism is fake because you never betrayed your wife.

The Natalie imaginary of the psychic Karen, or the ghost she was trying to imitate, was constructed from the information she gathered from various media reports in San Francisco at the time.

I casually asked a friend to help me check the news, and after Natalie's death, all kinds of news were overwhelming, and reporters dug up a lot of gossip, interviewing people from Natalie's best friends to her elementary school classmates. ”

TC Riodan's face felt an inexplicable loss, or rather a sense of relief, and he leaned his body completely on the back of the chair in a bit of despair.

"Yes, she did bluff me at first, she said a lot of things about Natalie's past, but the last two times, I gradually sensed that something was wrong until last night. I was so angry that I asked her to leave. ”

Russell has fully understood.

So, because the psychic Karen thinks of herself as the imaginary Natalie, and the problem is, Karen thinks that TC and the nanny Sherby Bryce have a leg, and she doesn't know about surrogacy.

So, of course, she hated the woman who snatched the TC and eventually killed her and then took her child.

The same goes for taking the ring, she doesn't want a ransom, the goal is always the wedding ring that belongs to Natalie, maybe it has a special meaning for her. ”

"Isn't Hubble very dangerous?" TC Riordan subconsciously stood up, looking at the crowd with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Please find him as soon as possible, and don't let that crazy woman hurt him, please."

The old detective, James Bryce, beckoned a police officer in, "You accompany Rio Dan home first, and arrange for a group of people to guard outside the villa to protect his safety." ”

Seeing TC Riordan leave, everyone changed conference rooms, and Russell took out a paper map and showed it to everyone.

"The metal particles on Karen's bed helped us locate the northeastern suburbs of Vegas, but there was a lot of area and there were too many abandoned buildings nearby.

The call hasn't come yet, and most of Inspector Bryce's men are too busy maintaining law and order to muster too many people, so we need to narrow it down further. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Sarah Seidel walked in through the door, "Maybe I can help." ”

"Nick and I examined the body of the man in the red riding hood, his name was Trevor Raymond, and one of his fingerprints was a tent pattern, which matched the fingerprints on Karen's headboard and blood slip.

So it was confirmed that he was Karen's accomplice the psychic medium, a former magician. ”

Jack looked down and flipped through his phone, it was really troublesome to run out of power, the phone screen was too small, and it was very difficult to check the information.

"Found it, Karen was a magician's assistant when she was younger, specializing in performing in various casinos."

Everyone was determined that they were all right now, and Russell smacked his lips with some regret.

"Unfortunately, because of the power outage, the FBI can't access the local database, and the address on Karen's profile is still in San Francisco."

Sarah Seidel then pulled out a bag of evidence, "Trevor Raymond had his driver's license with him, and we went straight to his house and found this. ”

The bag contained a wire transfer slip showing the amount of $10,000.

"Pay attention to the signature." She reminded.

Jack pointed his flashlight at the signature of the wire transfer slip and muttered, "Natalie Riodan? This woman seems to have been deeply enchanted for a long time. ”

Almost at the same time, the lights suddenly came on and the computers in the police station were restarted.

Everyone was overjoyed, this call came too timely, Russell shouted as he walked out, "Sarah, you immediately inform Nick, you and Inspector Bryce will go to the northeastern suburbs to meet, and I will go back to the laboratory to find out the specific address and send it to you." ”

Jack hurriedly followed, not with Russell, but with the same Sarah Seidel.

That psychic Karen is a ruthless character who has already killed two people, and the combat effectiveness of this CSI is too different from their level of analysis in the laboratory, so she still follows the insurance.

Along the way, Jack and Sarah Seidel were completely unacquainted with each other, and only discussed a few words about the case.

Halfway through, Russell sent a definite address.

Karen's property had been sold a few years ago and she had no local address, but she assumed the name of Natalie Riordan and rented an old house in the northeastern suburbs to use as a psychic studio.

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“LAPD！ Phew, FBI! Jack yelled, held Glock, and kicked open the dilapidated wooden door in front of him, he hadn't kicked the door for a long time, and he was wrong when he was excited.

"Karen Chavala! Show up now. ”

"LVPD (Las Vegas Police)!" The old detective behind him, James Bryce, rolled his eyes, raised his pistol, and led several police officers to search from house to house.

"Nobody!"

"Safety!"

"No children found!" The shouts of the police officers made everyone's hearts sink.

"There's a situation here, you'd better take a look." The old detective's voice came from the innermost room.

(End of chapter)