Jack has no interest in what kind of tricks Foye plays, and shooting him to death if he catches it is the best way to deal with this kind of guy, after all, dead people can't play tricks.

Soon Garcia sent an address, "2633 South Badron Street, Hodchner, are they alright?" ”

"I've been to the hospital, and it shouldn't be life-threatening." Jack comforted her and rushed with the others to the address provided by Garcia.

This time, Jack kicked the door directly with his assault rifle, but once again they swooped down, and Foye had disappeared without a trace.

The only body left in the room was Roy Colson, who had been shot in the head and killed at a desk.

He also had a laptop in front of him, and on the screen he opened was a just-completed report detailing the deal between Tom Shaunas and the "Boston Grim Reaper."

"This Gou Niang raised it!"

Jack held back a cloud of anger in his heart, and kicked a street tree on the side of the road, the branches of which trembled, and the withered yellow leaves that were about to fall to the ground.

As the saying goes, there is only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days, and now Foye is hidden in the darkness, which means that the BAU team has once again fallen into passivity.

Extremely high IQ, well-planned, good at hacking, knowing how to fake identities, cunning and extremely patient, these traits are extremely difficult to deal with with one or two opponents, let alone a combination of them.

'What we need most now is to stay calm, he's not perfect, there's going to be something missing, and all we have to do is find that.'

Rosie walked out of the house and came to Jack, half admonishing, half comforting him.

"I just contacted the hospital, Hodge is still in surgery, and the doctor said he is in stable condition and will recover soon."

Jack shook his head and exhaled heavily.

"I'm just venting, it's not so much anger as fear."

"Are you afraid that things will go out of your way?" Rosie was old and fine, so he naturally knew that he was not afraid of that Foye.

Jack gave a wry smile and laughed at himself, "Are you trying to say that I'm too conceited, like Hodgner?" ”

Rosie shook his head, "It's not conceit, confidence is the foundation of our case, what I want to say is, don't take everything on yourself, we are a team, everyone has their own good side, believe in teamwork." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Emily appeared in the doorway, beckoning to the two outside, "Red has made some discoveries. ”

"What do you think I say?" Rosie smiled at Jack and patted him on the shoulder.

The two returned to the house, and Red pulled out a cardboard box from a corner, which contained a large pile of drawings and documents.

"What is this?" Jack picked up one of the blueprints, which looked like a structural drawing of a building, but it was not the same as the architectural drawings he usually saw, it was purely flat and marked with many lines on it.

"Wiring diagram of electrical circuits, heating, and water mains in East Woburn Jail."

Red said and pulled out more drawings, "There's more, not just Woburn's, it's all the jails, prisons, and courtrooms in Massachusetts.

This is Foyer's backup plan, and once caught, he will do everything he can to try to escape from prison. ”

"Maybe getting caught, and then escaping from prison was part of his plan." Emily said.

"From challenging the police to challenging the entire judicial system, proving his incompetence and obtaining the stimulation of a higher level of power desire is his goal."

"But apparently he abandoned the plan, why? He fled here to show that he was aware that his identity was exposed, maybe it was Hodgner who shouted out his identity when he fought him, but why would he abandon his plan to escape from prison for so long? ”

Red was puzzled.

"He could have waited here for us to arrest him and then carry out his escape plan, which would make him more famous and get the ultimate thrill he's always dreamed of."

Jack coughed lightly, "Maybe the problem is me." ”

He briefly described the Trojan horse program he asked someone to help set up in the LAPD database.

"I guess he probably read my police files and decided that he shouldn't gamble with his life this time."

There are some things that don't need to be said too clearly, and everyone knows very well how ruthless Jack was when he was in LAPD.

Of the six, except for Jack, who is a halfway monk, the others can be considered FBI-borns, and at most Hodgner worked as a prosecutor for two years before entering the FBI.

The FBI's internal file management is still relatively strict, and after entering this BAU team, Rossi sealed everyone's information at Jack's suggestion.

So apart from the occasional mention of the past in casual conversation, only Jack's resume is one-way transparent to everyone, even if he doesn't use his FBI authority to secretly check his files in the LAPD, and when he drinks with John, the old rookie with the big mouth, he can be a fool.

"Not only that, but now he has a bigger challenge." Rossi shrugged, and his words made everyone look at each other in unison, puzzled.

"What do you mean?" Jack asked.

Rosie sighed, "Remember that call from Foyer to Hodge earlier?" Clearly, he's eyeing Hodge now. ”

"Yes!" Red became a little agitated, "He wanted Hodchner to be the next Tom Shaunas, but he was turned down. ”

"So Foye wasn't too late to kill Hodchner because he ran away in a hurry, he tortured Tom Shaunas for ten years until he died in agony, and now it's Hodgner's turn."

Rosie said as she spoke, her expression suddenly becoming nervous.

"The 'Grim Reaper' takes something from the victim every time, leaves something behind, goes to the hospital, and we need to check all of Hodchner's belongings."

"Well, if you're worried about his family, you shouldn't need to, and I wish Foyer was on his way to Los Angeles right now." Jack said quietly.

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Two days later, when Hodchner slowly woke up from his coma, he saw his friends gathered around his hospital bed.

"Where am I?"

"In the hospital." Rosie reached out and held him down, not letting him move.

"My phone. Foye unlocked my phone with my fingerprint and it had the address of my home in it. ”

Hodgner suddenly became agitated, grabbed Rossi's arm, and the instrument monitoring his vital signs muttered in response.

"Don't worry, Foye is dead?" Rosie smiled and comforted him.

"Jack found him?" Hodgner breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of Rossi's grip.

"To be exact, Foye delivered it himself."

Yesterday's son's birthday, I was busy for a long time, plus Kavin, this chapter is late, I'm sorry everyone.

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