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

Chapter 398 More corpses

After categorizing all the victim files, not to mention Red and others, even Garcia, who was in charge of comparing the database in Los Angeles, was very tired, and dark circles appeared on almost everyone's face.

"We have something new!"

Gil Moss still looked energetic, holding her laptop and excitedly walked into the conference room where everyone was.

"This is a phone recording just sent by the Denver Police Department. Someone called anonymously from a public phone."

As she spoke, she opened a voice file, and a voice that had been changed by a voice changer came from inside.

"I think I saw something that might have something to do with your serial killer."

"Excuse me, what did you see?" This was the voice of the female police officer who answered the phone.

"My car broke down on Interstate 70. When I got out of the car to repair it, I noticed a vacant lot next to the road and a man digging a hole there."

"What kind of pit?" the female police officer asked.

"The grave pit, I saw it, the bleeder, its clothes were stripped off."

"Can I leave your name, sir?" the female police officer asked.

"They'll find it at the sign 300 miles west of Denver." Then the call was hung up and the recording ended.

"The murderer couldn't hold himself back anymore. It's definitely him on the phone." Gil Moss was beaming.

"His words are very interesting." Rhett thoughtfully rummaged through the tablet to find the previously scanned information.

“Here,” he pointed to the wording in a passage, “he refers to the target as ‘the Bleeder,’ and uses ‘it’ to refer to it.”

Hotchner crossed his arms and said coldly, "'It' is the objectification of the victim, and 'bleeder' is a derogatory term for women, derived from women's menstruation.

Detective Moss was right, the person who reported the crime was most likely the murderer himself. "

"Jack? Jack! Are you okay?" Hotchner called several times before waking Jack up from his meditation.

"Ah? No problem, Emily and I will rush to the scene right away." Jack nodded, knowing what Hotchner needed him to do.

Before leaving, he quietly pulled Jie Jie, "Do you think Agent Moss's clothes and looks are getting more and more eye-catching recently?"

He had been so busy these two days that he rarely paid attention to the people around him, but when he saw Gil Moss walking into the conference room today, he was keenly aware of something strange.

Jack still remembered that when he first met this "mature" female agent, even though she was wearing professional clothes that were tailored to highlight her figure, and she even put on light makeup, that was all.

But when she stepped into the conference room today, Jack noticed that her dress had changed a lot. Her original inconspicuous earrings had been replaced by earrings. Her hair, which had not been carefully cared for before, was now spread softly. shoulders.

The most important thing is that although Gil Moss is still wearing black business attire, his previous unchanging trousers have been replaced by a professional one-step skirt, with stockings and high heels with higher heels underneath.

"Are you actually so concerned about her dress?" After hearing Jack's words, Jiejie looked at this guy suspiciously.

"I'm serious. From a female perspective, are her changes in clothing and appearance normal?" Jack didn't dare to make any judgments and had to consult a professional.

<divclass="contentadv"> "Maybe she is always preparing to face the media." Emily, who was about to appear on the scene with Jack, was a little unimpressed.

"Or maybe she is really secretly dating Rosie?" An ambiguous smile appeared on Jiejie's face.

"Maybe, I hope it's really because of these reasons." Jack's worried eyes once again glanced at the leaving figure of Gil Moss. The normal knee-length professional one-step skirt seemed to be a little too short, and she was forced to wear it. A little bit sexy.

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When Jack and Emily arrived at the scene, it was already dark. Interstate 70 connected Los Angeles and Denver, which happened to be the route he took Rosie and Red to Colorado.

On a piece of flat land not far from the street sign, the local police station has set up a blockade. A portable generator is rumbling not far away. Several tall light poles have been erected around it to provide forensics at the scene. Adequate lighting is provided.

When the two arrived, a pit over two meters long, one meter wide, and less than one meter deep had been cleared. A naked female corpse was lying in it.

The corpse was not buried too deeply, and the degree of decomposition was not serious. There was almost no corpse odor.

"The corpse is too well preserved." Emily squatted down by the pit, greeted the two forensic doctors who were working, and then muttered.

The female forensic doctor who was collecting insect corpses around the body looked up at her and nodded in agreement, "Yes, this is very unusual."

The female forensic doctor's hair has turned gray and she looks about fifty or sixty years old.

Jack put on gloves and touched the soil around the pit. The soil was very moist. The body was not wrapped in anything, but there were not many traces of insect bites on the skin.

"The body was buried here for no more than two days at most." The temperature in Colorado in July was close to 7 degrees. If it had been directly exposed to the outdoors, the body would have looked giant by now.

"Yes, the police officers didn't even have time to use cadaver dogs. The traces of the soil being turned over are very obvious. However, the time of death cannot be determined for the time being. I suspect that the body has been cryogenically refrigerated."

Perhaps because she met the knowledgeable FBI, the female forensic doctor talked more.

Jack pointed at the female corpse's abdomen with his gloved finger, "Can you clean up here first? There seems to be something here."

"Wait a moment." The female forensic doctor stood up, took a brush from the side, carefully brushed off the soil at that location, and then got closer to observe carefully.

"Looks like a burn?"

"It should be electric burns." Jack sighed, and was almost certain that this was the victim of the sadistic killer.

The female forensic doctor nodded, "I will reconfirm it when I get back. If it is true as you said, I will highlight it in the report."

Jack gave her a grateful smile, "There is also the identity of the deceased, please confirm it as soon as possible. This matter is very urgent."

After talking to the forensic doctor, Jack and Emily looked around again with flashlights, but unfortunately found nothing, not even suspicious tire marks.

The several police officers who found the body were unable to provide any new clues, despite their efforts to secure the scene.

The forensic doctor over there has almost finished cleaning up, and her two assistants are loading the body onto a stretcher to be transported away. Jack and Emily are also walking towards the car parked not far away. They have to rush back to Denver overnight.

"Hey, I think you should come over and take a look." The female forensic doctor suddenly called out to them.