Boston has a typically temperate continental climate, with night temperatures approaching freezing in early November, which is a bit uncomfortable for BAU people who have just become accustomed to the bright sunshine of the year in California.

With Jack's current physique, Leng Buding came outdoors from the warm conference room, and was also blown by a gust of cold wind, and he understood why Finlay was always wearing a tweed suit.

It's a pity not to eat a hot pot on such a cold day, Jack thought so, and opened the map on his phone to find a nearby restaurant.

This case is the type that needs to be fought for a long time, there is no need to work all night on the first day, everyone also listened to Jack's advice, and after the case, they went out to forage for food together.

Jack didn't ask Finlay at all, at least when it came to eating, the guy didn't have any taste, and he didn't expect him to give any advice on that.

When someone hears the name Boston, they may think of lobsters except for the tea leaves poured into the sea, but in fact Boston does not produce lobsters at all.

It's like there's no wife in the wife's cake, and the Boston lobster is even more excessive, not only is it not produced in Boston, but strictly speaking, it can't even be considered a serious lobster.

The original name of the so-called Boston lobster should be called American lobster, which belongs to the genus Crayfish under the family of lobsters.

Because Boston was the largest transit port in the surrounding area in the early days, lobsters exported overseas took off from Boston's airport, so lobsters that were flown from here to Asia were labeled "from Boston".

Over time, Asians have called these lobsters Boston lobsters, but in fact, they are called "Maine lobsters" on the east coast of North America.

It's a pity that it's not early, and there are only a few fast food restaurants nearby that are still open, barely filling their stomachs, and everyone and Fen Lei said goodbye and went back to the hotel to rest.

Early the next morning, Jack was woken up by the phone, kissed Jiejie in his arms first, and found that it was Garcia calling the video, so he got up lazily, walked into the bathroom and connected the video.

"Ahhh Seeing the half-naked handsome man appearing in front of him, Garcia opened his mouth and clutched his chest and couldn't speak.

"What's the matter?" Jack had long been accustomed to this eldest sister's behavior, and brushed his teeth with toothpaste.

"Oh, that's right." Garcia subconsciously wiped the tears that overflowed from the corners of his mouth, as if he had just remembered the purpose of his call.

"I can't find that George Foyer."

"Huh? He's missing? Jack paused.

"I don't know, he's gone, I mean, he's evaporated from the world, I can't find any trace of him on the Internet." Garcia's face was a little haggard, as if he had been busy all night.

"How is this possible?" Jack rinsed his mouth, picked up a towel and began to wash his face.

"Really, the last record I can find is that nine months after he was discharged from the hospital, he quit his job, sold his car, cancelled his bank account and credit card, and his mobile phone.

I can't find any of his documents or records. ”

Jack wondered, "Do you think he did it on purpose?" ”

"And that's not all." Garcia bit his pen a little anxiously.

"You know, even if you are a dead person, the records will be kept for decades, and it is very difficult and requires a lot of determination to erase all your whereabouts like him.

To do this, you need to cut off all contact with everyone and everything you know in your life, it's like social suicide, and I have to say that I admire this guy very much. ”

"No wonder, this guy is the only survivor who has seen the true face of the 'Boston Grim Reaper', I'll go to Hodge and find a way, anyway, since the killer took out the glasses that once belonged to him, there must be a reason, we still have to find a way to find him."

After Jack finished speaking, he stood at the door of the bathroom, smiled at Jiejie, who had just sat up from the bed and showed her beautiful figure because she had been woken up, and put her index finger to her lips, but did not boo.

"I'll keep looking." Garcia didn't notice this, and the two chatted a few more times before ending the call.

"And someone Garcia can't find?" Jie Jie listened to the general situation, and said curiously while pulling the blonde hair of the shawl into a bun.

"Maybe it's too scared, after all, there are more than a dozen victims after him, and the murderer has never been caught, but I'm curious why he didn't just move to another state, at least not to the extent he is now."

When Jack spoke, he looked at the beauty in front of him and couldn't help but move his index finger, "Since you've been woken up, why don't you take a shower together?" ”

"What?" Jiejie was suddenly picked up before she could react.——

"Sorry, the queue for breakfast was a little longer." Jack hurried into the conference room and explained with some embarrassment.

Rosie looked at the coffee cup logo in his hand, and then at Jiejie's hand, shook his head and didn't speak.

Hodchner, who had been bowing his head in his seat and pondering, looked up, saw that everyone had arrived, and began to arrange today's tasks.

"This morning, Jack went to the airport to pick up D.B. Russell from the Las Vegas Crime Lab, and CSI's laboratory in New York is still under construction, so this time CSI-LV is still in charge of the forensic work of this case."

Jack nodded his head and Hodgner continued, "Garcia didn't find George Foyer, I'm going to visit Roy Colson, who interviewed all the victims' families and probably had contact with the sole survivor. ”

The others also had their own arrangements, and Jack sat in the office for a while before driving to the airport with a few local FBIs to pick them up.

The last time I saw Russell was on a weekend, when Jack went to LV to help a Las Vegas crime lab solve a child kidnapping case due to a power outage.

Russell didn't come alone this time, he brought almost half of the lab with him, and they packed a bunch of handy equipment to get to work in the local medical examiner's office.

Russell seems to be very interested in this "Boston Grim Reaper", and has put into the work as soon as he arrives, and they will work with the BAU people to advance the investigation of the case.

After settling in the forensic researchers, Jack returned to his office in the afternoon, and before he could catch his breath, he received another call from Hodchner, informing him to meet at a certain location.

"How did that reporter find him?" Jack asked as he devoured a burger in the passenger seat.

At this time, the car of the two was parked in an alley, and Hodgner looked at the opposite street without blinking.

"Roy interviewed Foye many times in order to write the book, and they have been secretly in contact, and they are probably his only friends after the accident.

But Foye never gave him a phone number, only the address of the apartment he rented under a pseudonym, which was here. ”

(End of chapter)