Back at the police station, Detective Rawlings was answering the phone.

Seeing them come back, she hung up the landline after a hum sound.

"Where's Burgess?"

Ethan looked left and right, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to trouble you." ”

"It's okay, idle is idle."

Rollins didn't care at all, she shook her head and said, "Are you asking that little girl?" When we came out of the observation room, we didn't see anyone. ”

"Jingle bell!"

At this time, the landline phone rang again.

Ethan hurriedly picked up the earpiece, and it was the news media who wanted to do an interview.

He coped with it in a few words, and then directly dialed the phone line, just these things, the landline rang for a long time, wasting time.

Noticing this scene, Rollins was a little surprised.

The detective in front of him is young, and he does things quite simply, and he is not afraid of the sheriff's blame.

Ethan smiled at her and threw the phone line to the ground:

"Has Jeffrey Baker been let go?"

"That's right."

Rollins nodded: "A patrol officer came up just now and took him away." ”

"Hey!"

Hank walked over: "Rollins, at this point in the case, do you think there's anything worth sharing?" ”

"Yes."

Rollins sat down on the table next to him: "The case that happened just now proves my judgment. ”

"This is a rapist with an angry revenge personality."

Erin and Antonio also came over and listened to her analyze the case.

"If this man had been sane enough, he would have escaped from Chicago and gone somewhere else."

Rollins spread his hands: "But the murderer stayed in the city, and what happened just now proves that he has been provoked." ”

"There's another thing that deserves everyone's attention."

She looked at Erin: "The girl who was hurt, how are her ears?" ”

Erin guessed what she wanted to say and nodded, "It's all still there." ”

"Good news for that girl." Rollins looked at Hank again:

"But for us, it's bad news."

"The murderer's needs are not met, and he becomes more paranoid until his needs are met."

Olin helped her add: "Plus the murderer can definitely guess, and we can get his DNA from that girl." ”

"It's only a matter of time before his identity is revealed."

"These two situations are superimposed, and he will definitely find an opportunity to do it again."

The faces of the crowd were solemn, and this was indeed not good news.

The jar is broken, and the murderer is very likely to make a final.

"Ethan, plug the line in." Hank scratched his cheek, "We can't afford to miss a single clue right now. ”

"It's not to solve the case, it's to keep the next girl from getting hurt."

"I'll do it."

Erin walked over and plugged in the phone: "I'll just answer." ”

"Thank you."

Ethan shrugged.

We all sit in one place and know each other well.

Everyone knows that he likes to fish at work, and he is especially tired of these menial jobs, so Erin simply takes things away.

Clues about the physical characteristics of the murderer, as well as various aspects, have been released.

Now is the stage of casting nets to catch fish, and they can only rely on thousands of patrol officers in the city to carry out these tasks, so for a while, they have nothing to do.

Ethan went to the pantry for a cup of coffee and walked out onto the balcony.

"Can you get me one?"

After a while, Rollins also walked out, pointing to the cigarette case he had placed on the table.

"Feel free to do it!"

Ethan flicked off his cigarette ash and took a sip of his coffee.

"Click~"

Rollins lit a cigarette, his slender fingers between the cigarette butts, and slowly puffed out the smoke:

"There are a few people in this, and the one I can't see through the most is you."

"Stop!"

Ethan chewed on his cigarette and looked through the smoke:

"Don't try to analyze me, thanks!"

"I'm sorry!" Rollins realized that he was suffering from an occupational disease, and hurriedly waved his hand:

"My fault, I've been doing this work for a long time, and I can't help but get to know others, that's my problem."

It would be very impolite to say that she behaved like this.

Peers are the most taboo to study peers, and no one can withstand scrutiny.

"It's fine."

As long as she gave up the idea, Ethan would not hold on: "There is only one situation in which I would be willing to let a woman study me." ”

"The main thing is that only my body can be studied."

"Hahaha."

Rollins was trembling by these words he said, and her legs were cocked and her toes swayed:

"You're a confident person."

"You're wrong."

He extinguished the cigarette butt and stood up: "Very confident!" ”

Back in his seat, Ethan was about to start a game of Age of Empires for himself when the stairs slammed and Burgess ran up with a ponytail.

"Hey!"

Ethan stood up and spread his hands: "Where have you been?" ”

"I found something."

Burgess was a little embarrassed, she walked over quickly, and whispered:

"When I learned of the physical characteristics of the murderer you found, I called all pharmacies within a two-mile radius of where the crime occurred."

"At the Walgreens pharmacy on Superior Street, there was a person who matched the description and bought gauze, sanitizer and sunglasses."

"But they needed to confirm that it was the police, so I made a trip."

"Give it to me."

Ethan beckoned and took the folder in her hand.

When I opened it, it was a white man, with blond hair and brown eyes, and combined with what Burgess said, it could be confirmed that he was the murderer.

"It's... Burgess wanted to continue to tell what he had investigated.

"You, shut up."

Ethan held out a finger and motioned for her not to speak.

Burgess was so frightened that he quickly pursed his mouth, and his hands tightly buckled his duty belt, and he couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved.

"Guys!"

Ethan banged heavily on the table and walked quickly to the whiteboard: "Pay attention, there are major clues." ”

Hearing his shout, everyone in the Chase Room raised their heads.

Hank also walked out of the office and asked hurriedly:

"What's the big lead?"

"You, come here!"

Ethan was expressionless and beckoned to Burgess.

"Me?"

Burgess pointed at himself, his white face flushing.

She took a heavy breath and strode over.

Act on your own, and be disciplined in public.

"Smack!"

Ethan reached out and threw the folder into her hand: "Come on, say it here." ”

"Huh?"

Burgess was utterly disheveled, and now most of the intelligence team and two New York police detectives were staring at her, and her palms were sweating wildly with nervousness.

Next, Burgess, in a state of confusion, retold what he had just told Ethan.

She shook her hands again, learned from them, and pasted the picture on the whiteboard:

"This white man's name is Neil Vance."

"He used his credit card when he checked out at the pharmacy, and I went to Jean and pulled up his credit card records."

"He's been staying at the Fontaloy Hotel for the past six days."

"At the time of the rape and murder in New York, his credit card also generated a spending record in New York."

She closed the folder and said in a shudder:

"That's what I've investigated."

"Well done."

Hank was very satisfied, and stepped forward and patted her arm: "Don't be nervous, you are doing well." ”

Everyone else stepped forward and paid their respects to Burgess.

Unexpectedly, she was the first to break the game here.

Burgess was so excited that he could only pretend to be calm.

When she noticed the person sitting in the corner, her breathing became more rapid, and her heart was full of gratitude.

Ethan winked at her and gave her a thumbs up.

(End of chapter)