Staying at the scene until noon, watching the medical examiner's office remove the body, Jack was about to go back to the office and ask about the progress on Rhett and Garcia's side, and John, who had also been with them at the scene until now, found him with his phone.

"A lady called and said she had seen that guy."

An hour later, Jack and Emily met the informant in the city center who claimed to have seen the killer, a slightly chubby white woman who could smell her slightly pungent perfume from a distance of several meters.

"I'm not sure if it was him, but it was clear that he was out of control."

According to the account of this chubby lady, she was in a hurry, and while making a phone call, she found a random taxi on the side of the road, opened the back door and sat in.

But then she was inexplicably chased out by the angry driver, and the two had a big fight in the street, and the seemingly sturdy taxi driver didn't seem to intend to entangle, and drove away in a hurry.

"I was so angry that he treated a customer who was about to pay like this, and after finding out that it was a black car, he was going to call the police, but he only had time to write down the last two digits of his license plate."

As she spoke, she showed the two of them the number "33" on the back of her hand with an oily note.

Jack rolled his eyes silently in his mind, not knowing what was worth recording this for.

"OK, can you think of anything more peculiar, something that makes you feel abnormal?" Maybe that's the difference between a man and a woman, Emily has a little more patience than someone.

"Uh" The chubby lady thought for a long time, and then it seemed to react suddenly, "Ah, yes, he seemed to be listening to something when I got in the car. ”

"What do you mean?" Jack asked.

"Some stupid things he recorded himself, the kind of talking to himself, some kind of illusory disguise, etc., I didn't pay attention to what they were at the time." The chubby lady looked a little impatient.

"How long will you have to ask?"

Feeling that she couldn't ask any more questions, Emily beckoned the two police officers to come over.

"You may also need help looking at some more photos, and there will be a sketcher to help you complete a portrait, sorry for the delay, but you're actually helping to save someone's life."

The two drove away from the city center before Jack took a deep breath, "She should be grateful for the weird perfume she used, that smell definitely saved her life." ”

Bringing two portions of Margaret's pizza from a downtown pizzeria called Mozzarella, as well as the signature tiramisu, Jack and Emily return to the office.

Seeing Garcia hurrying over, picking up a slice of pizza and feasting on it, Jack asked curiously, "How is Rhett's equipment list and those chemical reagents?" ”

Garcia patted his trembling chest with confidence, "The program is automatically retrieval, and the results should be available soon." ”

As she was talking, her phone suddenly rang, "Found it!" ”

Garcia screamed, shoved the two-bite pizza into Jack's hand, and rushed to the elevator, nearly knocking Rossi into the door.

"What happened?" Rosie didn't know why, but he was surrounded by everyone and got into the elevator.

"It's incredible, it's amazing, every piece of equipment on Rhett's list is on the list, including vats of methanol and high-dose chloroform, and it's located here."

Garcia's computer shows a chubby white man with a messy beard.

"Umberto Müller, 34, is this man."

"Can you find the license plate information in his name?" Emily asked hurriedly.

“8Q49933。”

"Inform the LAPD, let's go!" Rosie gave the order, everyone put on their equipment and went straight to the parking lot.

Considering that it had been nearly 24 hours since the suspect kidnapped the girl, everyone directly sounded the siren and flashed the police lights to the address that Garcia found.

Because the "Mammoth" has been modified to be bulletproof, Jack insists on going out during this time, Emily must follow him in this car, and Jiejie drives a Sabo class, with Rosie and Red honking the horn in front of him.

The suspect's home was a relatively rare brick and stone house, and when everyone arrived, the LAPD police car had already surrounded the front and back of the building.

Armed with a shotgun, John is reloading the door with a shotgun, and Tim and the other LAPDs are wearing heavy body armor, helmets, and assault rifles.

"Bang!"

“LAPD！”

As the lock on the front door is knocked off by a pop, the LAPDs rush in, and Jack leads the BAU people straight to the backyard.

According to their previous profile, the suspect has at least one self-built laboratory, which does not occupy too small an area and is unlikely to use living space.

Sure enough, when they went around to the back of the house, they saw a warehouse-shaped building covering an area of more than 100 square meters, next to the garage, Jack was fully perceptive, and heard the faint wailing and crying of a woman inside, and stepped forward and kicked open the thin iron door.

“FBI！”

"Help me!"

"Please help me!"

What appeared in front of several people was a well-equipped chemistry laboratory, with test benches, distillers, beaker test tubes, and a huge glass tank in the middle.

An iron bed hung from the top of the glass jar, to which a girl with barley was tied and was crying desperately.

With an unobstructed view of the lab, Jack found no sign of a second person inside, and shouted "safe".

Jiejie, who followed him, hurriedly stepped forward, took off her coat and put it on the girl, Jack picked up the walkie-talkie and prepared to call Tim, wanting to know if the LAPD had found a suspect.

If they had been too late, the kidnapped girl would have been sunk into a glass jar filled with methanol below, so the suspect must have not had time to run far, and should have been nearby.

Suddenly, there was a sound of an engine outside, followed by a loud bang, followed by a LAPD calling over the intercom, "He's going to run!" ”

Jack turned around and ran out of the warehouse, only to see that the garage door next to him had been smashed directly, and a yellow Ford taxi nimbly bypassed the traffic jam police car, leaving only two red taillights in the blink of an eye.

"You stay and inspect the whole house." Jack shouted, pulling Jiejie's arm and rushing towards his "mammoth".

At the same time, several LAPDs, including Tim and John, also rushed out of the house and ran towards their police cars.

With the siren blaring behind him, Jack's "mammoth" took the lead, turning the corner with the roar of a huge engine, and finally catching the red taillights again before the yellow cab disappeared from view.

"Tim, call for helicopter reinforcements, this guy is very familiar with the terrain of Los Angeles." Jack holds the steering wheel in one hand and talks to Tim on the walkie-talkie in the other.

(End of chapter)