Jack and Emily had just taken off their gloves when they heard this, stopped at each other, and hurriedly walked back to the burying pit.

At the bottom of the pit where a corpse had just been raised, a palm was revealed.

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Because of the unexpected appearance of the second body, the two were delayed at the scene for nearly two hours, and did not rush back to Denver until more than 2 a.m.

Back at the hotel, Emily went to sleep in her room exhausted, while Jack barely closed his eyes all night, lying on the bed and pondering the case until it was almost dawn.

When he woke up in the morning, Jack actually found that he had rarely overslept in the morning, but fortunately, everyone knew that he had worked hard in the past two days, and they didn't bother him, only Jiejie left him a message.

Hurriedly went downstairs to deal with a casual deal in the restaurant, bought a cup of coffee on the way, and swiped his phone as he walked to the building where the FBI office was located, and the intimate Garcia had already sent him the information of the two latest victims.

Walking all the way to the third floor and walking into the conference room, I happened to hear Jill Moss, who was pacing back and forth in front of the evidence board, asking her question, "One phone call, two bodies, why, is the suspect demonstrating?" ”

Jack opened a chair and sat down, placing the coffee cup in his hand on the table, his tone slightly teasing.

"It's a response to your public statement, obviously, isn't it? The two new victims disappeared eight months ago, and forensic doctors deduced that their bodies had been refrigerated for at least six months.

Do you know what that means? The killer has been waiting for this moment, waiting for the police to declare war, and then responding with it. ”

Jill Moss didn't seem to care about Jack's attitude, "It's good, as long as he's emotional, he'll make mistakes." ”

"Yes, that's what he wants." Frowning and thinking, Rosie pondered Jack's words, but seemed to be deaf to the female detective's words.

"I couldn't figure it out before, for nearly ten years, the murderer's methods seemed to be flawless, and no one had been discovered, but why he suddenly defaulted on the rent of that warehouse half a year ago, causing everything to be exposed."

"You think he wants those things to be discovered by us?" Red came to his senses, too.

Rosie nodded slowly, "Maybe he thinks it's time for the world to know who he is." ”

"But isn't that too much work? Why don't you send a few photos of the victim, a video, some evidence that can prove his evil deeds? ”

Jill Moss didn't know whether he was really puzzled or a little unhappy with Jack's attitude, and he was deliberately retorting.

"Because he wants someone to read him." Jack has the answer.

He hopes that the police will analyze every stage of his life from his childhood, remember what we mentioned in our previous profile, that his excitement threshold will continue to rise, looking for new stimuli points?

Exposing himself to the police is his new stimulus, like writing a book, and he wants us to start reading the first chapter. ”

Jack got up and walked to the screen, pointing to the latest victim information above, "Since five years ago, his modus operandi has begun to change, and the real estate agent who was killed was an adventure for him."

Although it was well planned to assault and torture the victim in an almost soundproof basement, that place did not belong to him, and accidents could happen at any time.

Perhaps even he himself was unaware of this, and since then he has subconsciously begun to challenge the police.

Note the latest disappearance of the two victims, eight months ago, only three days apart, and according to the forensic report, they died six months ago. ”

Red already understood what Jack was trying to say.

"He kidnapped two people at the same time, double the risk brought double the thrill, two months, longer repeated torture, but it still couldn't satisfy him."

The sense of accomplishment of gaining recognition made Jack proudly pick up the coffee cup and drink it down, and the hours he had spent in bed with his eyes open were not in vain.

"That's right, the threshold has reached its peak, and even if it is double the stimulation, prolonging the torture of the victim, trying all kinds of tricks, but he gets less and less pleasure from it.

So he opened his locker to the police, wanting to change the way he played, hoping that the new gameplay would bring him new excitement. ”

As Jack spoke, Jiejie walked briskly into the conference room and handed Hodchner a report.

"This is the second autopsy report that the coroner's office in Denver has just sent out, and the two bodies have been thawed repeatedly, and they suspect. The suspect has performed several corpses."

The ladies present showed disgusting expressions, and the men's faces were also ugly, this kind of behavior is no longer simply described as a pervert.

Only Jack had been watching Jill Moss out of the corner of his gaze, and the woman had changed her stance without a trace, her legs staggered, as if she was a little uncomfortable.

"So, what kind of new gameplay is he envisioning?" Jill Moss had an unusual flush on his face as he spoke.

"I don't know, maybe it's the last madness, the climax of writing the last chapter, or the prologue to start a new book?"

Jack pondered for so long, until he received the victim's information and the first forensic report from Garcia on the road just now, that he figured out the suspect's motives, and he was not a pervert, how did he know what the guy wanted to do next.

"Knock knock!" An agent appeared at the door of the conference room and politely knocked on the door that had already been open.

"Jill, Line 2, the people from the Chronicle are looking for you."

"Ah, okay, I'll pick it up at the office." Jill Moss whispered sorry, picked up his notepad, and hurried out of the office.

"Are you preparing for a second press conference?" Emily asked in a deliberate aloud before she walked out of the room.

Jill Moss staggered on his feet, did not respond, and did not look back, but at this moment, perhaps because the angle of the light was just right, someone's extraordinary dynamic vision actually captured an incredible scene.

Although it was only a short pause, the slight bending action made the sparkle on the stockings so obvious.

I must have something wrong with my brain, Jack shook his head vigorously, what kind of plot is this Uncle Xiaohuang, it seems that the sequelae of squatting in a small black house as a "yellow connoisseur" before are too serious, and I have to secretly go to the clean room at night to "treat" it.

"So, Red, what's new with your map markers?" Hodgner asked, and with less people and so on, the BAU crowd was more comfortable in their discussions.

Red shook his head, "No, there's not too much to do, and there's no way I'm going to frame the whole of Colorado." ”

"I remember you saying that with years of impunity, the killer might be in the vicinity, right?" Hodchner said.

(End of chapter)