[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Coria Police Department

"Has the body been identified?" Hotch asked immediately when he returned to his office.

Reid was holding a white porcelain cup, and the mist from the coffee steamed up.Pointing to the small cardboard box on the table, he said, "I checked the missing person reports of Coria and Ranco, but there is no way to match the number with the corpse. Garcia is looking for the disappearance of foreign travelers."

Hotch stepped forward and took a look at the empty cardboard box. There were only a few thin sheets of paper inside, most of which were handwritten and the edges were yellowed.

Compared with the piles of headaches that the BAU team always faced when investigating crimes in big cities in the past, these few thin papers are enough to show how peaceful this place is.

"Has the identity of the owner of that house on the hill been found out?" Morgan asked.

"Oh, yes." Reid answered while turning out another piece of paper.

In the same way, the yellowed paper and the handwriting show that this incident has passed for a long time, so long that only an old piece of paper is left to remember their names.

"The owner of the house is the Fost family. There is no clear time record in the data, but I deduce that Mr. Fost should have left Kolia Town around the end of the 80s. About a few months later, Mrs. Fost also lost news. "

"I spoke to the officers and the older officers told me that Mrs Fost had a son and was pregnant before she was heard from. They thought Mrs Fost might have left here as well," Rossi said.

"Mrs. Fost, you didn't leave Koria." Mrs. Oliver replied affirmatively, "From the situation of Fost's family, when Mrs. Fost left, it was for some urgent reason, and she won't go too far."

"Can you determine the time of death?" Oliver continued.

Prentiss replied: "The time is relatively recent, and it can be determined now. The unsub crime cycle is very long, and it is almost once a year or two. However, those that are older are difficult to analyze due to the different environmental conditions of the corpses. .”

Although the places where the corpses were dumped were all concentrated in the mountains and forests around Fost's house, there were many beasts in that mountain, some places were dark and humid, and some places were always dry and bright under direct sunlight.

"I'll go see the body." Oliver asked Hotch for advice.

Hotch nodded, "Go ahead, I'll talk to them about those eyes."

Oliver went to the morgue alone, without meeting anyone along the way, and the police officers seemed to deliberately avoid this place that had the heaviest smell of blood in decades.

Pushing open the closed iron door, a stench came in.The ventilation equipment in the old house is not good, and it is deliberately shut down here.The strange gas kept accumulating in this narrow room.

It was cold in the room, though. Even in summer, Oliver, like Hotch, never wears short-sleeved suits and leather shoes during working hours.But he felt the cold air go straight to his collar.

Being alone in the morgue was scary both mentally and physically, but for Oliver, it wasn't without its benefits.

At least he can use his mutant ability without any scruples.

The sense of smell is adaptable, and Oliver now needs to speed up his poor nose's adaptation and ease the effects of the stench.

He directly skipped, relatively speaking, a few corpses that were relatively fresh and had not been dead for too long.What he wanted to know was if Mrs. Fost was one of the victims?

It's hard to say whether it's the corpses on the left that have been disemboweled not long ago, and you can still see the fat and blood-red muscle valgus, or the ones in front of you that have been evaporated to dryness, leaving only the brown-black superficial skin and shriveled muscles It's even more nauseating to eat the bones.

With the bonus of mutant ability, it is not difficult to check the age of the corpse.It is enough to test the inactivated cells left on the corpse, but this method can only be accurate to one year in the face of the erosion of time, sometimes even ten years.

To Oliver's surprise, the one with the longest death time was not one of the corpses with almost only bones and sparse hair on the top of its head, but another corpse with severe corrosion but relatively high water retention .

She may have been abandoned by the unsub in a damp and dark place, so she was able to leave her body in such a state after more than 20 years.

But looking at the other corpses that were more decomposed, the time of death was more than ten years ago and there was a long time interval between the appearance of the first corpse.

Oliver noticed a strange phenomenon.The abdominal wounds in the first body did not look like human teeth could leave.

It may be because during the forensic examination, they didn't pay too much attention to these corpses in a very bad state.

Instead, a large number of observations were placed on relatively well-preserved corpses.

Oliver put his rubber-gloved fingers on the wound on the abdomen of the first corpse. Compared with observing with the naked eye, his mutant ability can work on the human body to paint a more detailed picture of the corpse's condition in his mind.

Closing his eyes, he turned his attention to analyzing vision to his mutant ability, and Oliver's thinking followed the shape of the wound outlined in his mind.

He can now be completely sure that such a deep wound is definitely not something humans can cause.No human being can have such long fangs that can directly penetrate the waist of an adult woman.

20 years ago, was bitten to death by a wolf. Oliver guessed that the body might be Mrs. Fost, who had been lost.

But if so, where is his son?Could it be swallowed whole by wild wolves.

Each victim had some hair or skin removed and sent to a laboratory for comparative DNA testing.

Although Oliver has his own DNA testing function, without a comparison sample, even if he draws the entire genetic map of the victim, he cannot determine the identity of the corpse.

So, when he returned to the office where the BAU team was located, he only told them one piece of news. "There was a wound on one of the bodies, from the tusks of the wolf, and I guessed that was the first body."

"Forensics didn't find it before. That means the unsub killed the next victim almost exactly the same way the wolf killed the first victim." Morgan said with a frown. "Then this unsub must have been an eyewitness at that time. So how old is our unsub? He dared to enter the mountain alone, at least 20 years old, and now he is at least 40 years old."

"At 40, that's the prime of life," Prentiss said. "He has a lot of energy to keep going."

"Could the first corpse I'm thinking of be Mrs. Fost?" Oliver raised his guess.

"It's possible, but we can't confirm it at the moment." Hotch replied, "If Mrs. Fost has never had a criminal record, we can't find her information in the DNA comparison library."

Unfortunately, Mrs. Fost has no criminal record.

Landean has been listening, he quietly raised his hand like a schoolboy, his eyes rolled among the BAU crowd.

"What are you trying to say?" Oliver asked

"I heard that there is skull restoration technology in archaeology, which can restore the original appearance of the mummy. Let's compare it with Mrs. Fost's photo, can we?"

"Photo, here's a picture of Mrs. Fost?" Rossi asked suddenly.

"Mrs. Fost, grew up in Kolia Township, and also studied in the middle school in the town. At least we can find her graduation photos in the school. I remember that Mr. Principal kept the graduation photos of every class of students. "Landean scratched his head, saying somewhat uncertainly.

"You want to see a picture of Mary?"

Mary is Mrs. Fost's real name.

An old police officer came over. His police uniform was very neat, but it was washed a little gray, just like his sideburns and beard were dyed white by time.

"Sheriff Wiiliams." Oliver raised an eyebrow.The sheriff is almost the same as the one he saw more than ten years ago, except for deeper laugh lines at the corners of his eyes and more gray hair.

Sheriff Wiiliams walked straight up to Oliver, gave him a hug, and patted him on the back.

Oliver's body froze instantly. He still remembered being trained by the sheriff before, although the sheriff was training him with a suppressed smile.

There was no way, when three or five members of the rugby team were beaten by Oliver, they were crying like three-year-old children.Compared with these team members, Oliver, who was much thinner, stood aside calmly, with a look of reason.

Williams has always felt that he didn't smile at the time and could be listed as one of the ten most wonderful things he has done in his life.

"I heard what Landean said about you. I really didn't expect you to go to the FBI. Could it be that they recruited you because of your strength?"

Wiiliams was joking, the creases on his face squeezed together with a smile.

But Oliver couldn't laugh or cry, "I have absolutely never enforced the law violently, Sheriff Wiiliams."

Although it is said that the BAU agents who can pass the field test are not low in strength, but everyone is a civilized person, and they all rely on IQ for their livelihood.

"Landean told me about the responsibilities of the BAU. In the face of those criminals, I don't think there is any problem with violent law enforcement. Isn't it? I should put it another way, subduing them by force is the best way." Sergeant Wiiliams said righteously. nodded.

Oliver sighed silently in his heart. There are only two types of people in the Coria Police Department. One is looking for a job to earn a living, and the other is Sergeant Williams who has a heart to fight crime to the end, but lives peacefully. But if he is not given a chance, the biggest thing he can come into contact with in decades may be just a group fight among middle school students.

Or unilaterally singled out.

"Sheriff Wiiliams, didn't you go home to accompany your daughter? Why are you here again?" Landean asked suspiciously, but the sheriff didn't notify him in advance.

"There's such a big thing happening in town. Do you want me to stand by and watch?" Sergeant Wiiliams suppressed his smile, "Although I'm definitely not as good as you experienced federal agents. But at least my dozens What I have learned about Kolia Town in the past few years is comparable to an encyclopedia."