The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Chapter 266 Recording

Lindsay Vaughan's father, Keeson Vaughan, speaks in a very different way than the Owens.

Everyone in BAU could hear anxiety and uneasiness from his tone, but he tried his best to maintain his speaking speed and orderliness, and even kept the volume moderate so that everyone around could hear him clearly , without being too loud.

He continued, "I went into the movie theater to find them, but found nothing. The usher told me that they left halfway through the movie."

"Where did they go?" Hotchner asked.

"He said they went out to smoke a cigarette." Keith Vaughan looked a little helpless.

"I didn't even know Katie smoked," Mrs. Owen sobbed in her husband's arms.

It was no surprise to everyone. For teenagers in the rebellious period, secretly smoking a cigarette is really not a big deal. In his previous life, Jack got addicted to cigarettes when he was alone in college.

"So they never returned to their seats?" Jiejie asked.

"No." Keith Vaughan shook his head, his expression gloomy.

"We've been waiting here for a day, why didn't you let us in?" Mr. Owen, who was holding his wife in his arms, looked at everyone.

Before the FBI present could answer, Keith Vaughan gave the answer for them, "Because they don't know who is inside, right?"

"Why, what did they do to her?" cried Mrs. Owen, the answer being obvious.

"Are you the FBI, right? The FBI is in charge here, right?" A slightly fat middle-aged man next to Keeson Vaughan suddenly said.

Jack gave the official answer directly, "We are here to assist the police."

"Don't you think it's a little too late?" Keith Vaughn suddenly showed a completely different excitement than before. As soon as the words came out, he himself realized something was wrong. After speaking, he walked aside and took out a portable wallet. Pill bottle, took two pills.

"My name is Pat Mannan." The middle-aged fat man introduced himself. "I'm Kissen's friend. Please don't mind his attitude. His wife passed away a few years ago, and now Lindsay is all he has."

No one minds. We have seen many family members of victims with bad attitudes. It is very rare for this kind of people to maintain rationality and communicate well.

Hannah came from the side at this time. As the first FBI agent to follow up on this case, she had been communicating with the sheriff of the Southeast District Bureau just now, "The medical examiner's office is now going to remove the body for further autopsy."

Keith Vaughn suddenly took two steps forward and stood in front of Hotchner and Rossi. Apparently he believed that Hotchner, who was dressed in formal clothes and always had a serious face, and Rossi, the oldest person present, were the ones who had the final say here. people.

"Let me try it, I can recognize it." There was pleading in his tone.

"I can tell if it's Katie or Lindsay, I can."

"Come back to the police station with us first." Rossi comforted softly without responding directly.

The dead body with its incomplete skin and completely smashed head has a very small chance of being recognized by the family members, and it is very likely that the first stage of psychological grief will appear due to the overstimulation of the family members, denying the facts.

The most likely scene at that time will be for both parties to accuse each other or even break out into direct conflict, which will not be of any benefit to solving the case and further uncovering clues.

After all, one of the two girls has already been killed, so the most important thing now is to find the other one who may still be alive.

By the time everyone arrived at the southeast branch, it was past 7 p.m., and Garcia had already analyzed the audio file Jack had sent her.

"The call lasted 55 seconds, but the extracted voice only lasted 23 seconds, and then there was a dead silence." Garcia played the voice with an ugly face.

There were two girls' voices in the recording of the call. One girl was screaming for help, begging the murderer to stop, and kept repeating the words "Dad, help me!"

Obviously, she was the girl who was being violated, the body that everyone saw in the drainage ditch.

The voice of the other girl was relatively calm. She only said two sentences. One sentence was to tell the girl who was violated not to resist and not to further provoke the murderer. The other sentence was particularly impressive, "Don't let them know that you are afraid!"

"I think she was strangled to death after that, what should we do next?" After listening to the recording, Emily looked at the crowd with an ugly expression.

In fact, everyone had some guesses at this time. From the previous behavior of the parents on both sides, they could roughly guess whose daughter the victim was.

Of course, this is just speculation after all, and actual evidence is needed.

"What to do? There's nothing to do. Parents can recognize their daughter's voice." Rossi replied decisively.

Emily's eyes widened in surprise, as if it was unbelievable that this sentence was said by him, maybe it was the sensitive and fragile Rossi in the last case that left her too deep an impression.

"Are you serious?"

"This is the fastest way at the moment, we need to identify the other girl as soon as possible."

Although Rossi had a sullen face, he still insisted on his ideas. Obviously, women and men have different understandings of sensibility.

Emily insisted on objecting, and the girl's screams in the recording seemed to still be in the room.

"There must be another way."

"I can try to speed up the DNA testing." Hannah also seemed to be unable to bear it, and whispered from the side.

But everyone in the room knew that even if they could be urged to jump in the line for testing, in order to ensure the correct rate, a lot of repeated tests were needed to compare the gene sequences, and it still took a lot of time.

And now even one hour is very precious to another girl who still has a chance of survival.

Jack didn't speak, just pushed the evidence board that he had just pasted together with Rhett and pushed it in front of everyone.

Above are shocking photos of the corpse. The girl who died was completely disfigured, with dense knife cuts and large bruises all over her body.

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"After discussions between my colleagues and I, we believe that it will be too late to save people by the time we get the identification results."

In the conference room of the Southeast Precinct Bureau, Hotchner, as usual, played the role of blackface and made this embarrassing suggestion.

"Of course, it's up to you. I hope this will buy us more time, for the sake of the girl who is still alive."

It was still Keeson Vaughan who asked the key question, "What was said in the recording?"

"That was the voice of one of your two families before one of their daughters died." Hotchner told him frankly.

"My God." Mrs. Irving, who had been relying on her husband's support to stay standing, let out a cry.

I feel better after the bone setting. I have booked a course of treatment and go there once a week. At the same time, pay attention to your sitting posture when writing. Stand up and move when you have nothing to do. I hope I can recover quickly.