Red nodded, "Since the murderer hasn't stopped his activities for nearly five years, the location in the basement has been abandoned by me, and the only point that makes sense now is Norwood's warehouse."

It has been rented for nearly 8 years, and the contents have been stored in it for many years, which should be within the scope of the murderer's habitual activities. ”

"Did you include the whereabouts of the two latest victims? These two cases occurred closest to now, maybe it will be in line with your principle of proximity? ”

Hodgner's words made Red's eyes light up, and he took out the map directly from his small satchel, drew three dots on it, and circled a large circle, "A radius of 40 miles, which is exactly about an hour's drive." ”

This is the advantage of the vast and sparsely populated territory of the Federation, the area of this circle seems to be large, but if you remove the no-man's land and filter by road, there are only two small towns and some towns and villages with fewer people.

"Call Garcia and ask her to screen people in this area who work in circuit repairs, work for electric utilities, or have a background as power engineers."

Hodgner began to arrange the work one by one.

"Jiejie and Emily, pay close attention to the recent missing people, especially the people who fit the profile, the murderer wants the last madness, and maybe our last chance."

Then he looked at Jack, "The family members of the suspected victims we screened earlier provided some DNA materials, and you bring those materials to the crime lab in Denver and compare them with the hair evidence found by Agent Moss." ”

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became awkward, Red shook his head up and down, left and right, not knowing where to look, Jack was the opposite of him, his neck froze directly, forcing himself not to look at Rosie.

"It won't match." Rossi said in a deep voice.

"Maybe the chances are slim, but those families have provided it"

"That's not what she found in the warehouse." Rosie interrupted Hodchner.

"She lied?" Hodgner, who was so smart, immediately understood what Rossi meant.

Rosie nodded slightly, and Hodchner looked at Jack with an unkind expression, "So you found out at the time?" When are you going to tell me? ”

Yes? Why do you want to look at me? Obviously Red is also an accomplice!

Jack complained frantically in his heart, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, "Although she has another purpose, the case does exist, and we only notified you after confirming the existence of the first victim." ”

"You should know that this kind of behavior is unacceptable." Hodgner was.

He certainly knew it wasn't Jack's problem and turned to look at Rosie.

"You chose me to be the leader of this action team, and I will be responsible for this team, tell me why you defend her."

Rosie was also extremely big-headed, and her voice was a little lower than usual.

"Because I know what kind of person she is, she is the me of 20 years ago, a long time ago, I used to only put myself first, what victim, what murderer, are all tools for me to climb up, until that case touched me."

All the people were silent, and they all knew which case he was talking about (chapter 259).

"I hated me then, but it was destined to be unchangeable, but it was not too late for her, I didn't want to."

Hodchner took a deep breath, held himself half to death, and said no more, old man, if you are willful once in a while, can you still hold on to it?

What's more, as Jack said, no matter what the means, Jill Moss's persistence did dig up a big case, and she won the previous invisible gamble.

European and American cultures tend to emphasize individual behavior and achievements, and do not pay much attention to the inner state, which is quite a bit of a winner-takes-all, unscrupulous means, conspiracy and trickery, and will be trampled on by people if it fails, but it must be blameless if it succeeds.

Even in Eastern culture, there is also a saying that there is no perfection in the heart.

But in Jack's view, Rosie only sees what he wants to see, and Jill Moss's problems don't seem to stop at her career ambitions.

She seems to want to try her best to show her advocacy for women's rights in front of Rossi, rebelling against male power in the workplace, and having a strong, independent, and individualistic personality, these exposed qualities seem to blind him while being recognized by Rossi.

"Don't you think that a woman who has never experienced failure in the trajectory of her life, the most favored young girl in a single-parent family, is so strong, willful, independent, but good at using her strengths.

Is such a woman, who always seems to know what she needs, too easily staked her career on the gambling table? ”

In the middle of the night, Jack put his arms around Jiejie, and after returning to the state of a sage, he said the above.

"So, that's why you stared at the inner thighs of a beautiful lady before?" Jie Jiexing's eyes widened, twisting the soft flesh on his waist, and rotating it one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Of course not, am I not explaining why I asked you for access to Gil Moss's public information?" Jack deliberately bared his teeth and begged for mercy.

"Maybe she thinks it's enough to hold Rosie, after all, she is indeed a beauty, and Rosie's reputation in the bureau"

Jie Jie said "bad" things about her boss in her man's arms with peace of mind.

"Maybe?" Jack also hopes that he is thinking too much.

"I think it's more likely that I've been stimulated too strongly and need further treatment."

Jack lowered his head, buried his head in it, and said vaguely.

"Ever heard of art in that eastern island country? Derived from the unique culture of shame of its people, it focuses not only on the perception of bystanders, but also on the experience of masochism of the captive."

——

Teacher Jack, who had been teaching hard all night, walked into the FBI Denver office to work refreshed in the morning.

Garcia has narrowed down the list of suspects to less than 200, and their job today is to do a further screening, going through the background information of each person and comparing it with the profiles.

It's a lot of work, but it's the best thing to do right now.

It was close to noon, Jack walked out of the conference room, stretched, the coffee pot was empty, and he was going to go to the break room to make another pot.

Emily hurried towards the conference room, holding a document in her hand, and Jiejie followed behind her.

"What's wrong?" Jack quickly stepped aside and opened the door to the conference room behind them.

"The Denver Police Department has just filed a missing person file with a suspicious background that highly overlaps with the suspect's target victim."

"Specifics? Occupation? Age? Hodgner looked up from the pile of materials.

"Katrina Townsley, 34, her car was found in an alley, suspected missing yesterday morning, uh occupation is a journalist, a reporter for the Chronicle."

"The Chronicle?" Rosie suddenly got up, "Has anyone seen Agent Moss this morning?" ”

"I saw her still in the office when I left at 10 o'clock last night, but I didn't see her today." Red replied with a raised hand.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and a bad premonition rises in my heart.

——

Jill Moss is missing, his phone is turned off, and his residence is unoccupied, but fortunately, every FBI bus is equipped with a location device, and the local technical support department has begun to find the location.

Her laptop had a password that couldn't be opened, but it was also issued by the FBI, and Garcia hacked it remotely after Jack connected it to the internet.

"She had a new email in her mailbox, signed Katrina Townesley, the missing female journalist." Jack turned the notebook in a different direction.

"Indulge your inner mustang. I will let you unleash the darkest of your heart. Enjoy the thrill of electric shock."

Inside the mail was a scanned paper page, the handwriting on which was exactly the same as the one on the murderer's pile of papers.

"Rhett, did any of those materials appear on this page before?" Rosie asked.

Red leaned in and took a closer look, "No, I've never seen it, it's obviously a trap, by kidnapping the reporter, calling and asking for a meeting under the pretense of having a clue, why would Agent Moss be"

"Because she likes this." Jack walked over to Jill Moss's desk and picked up a nearby water glass and dropped a few drops of water onto her leather seat.

"Before turning to Rossi for help, she was in this office every day, in this chair, reading the murderer's manuscript, deciphering his fantasies, and"

Jack put on his rubber gloves and wiped the water stains on the cushion of the chair, and a few strands of crystal silk appeared between his outstretched fingers.

(End of chapter)