[Zhongyingmei] Big Tengu

Kansas City, the slums that Detective Mike is in charge of.

The messy streets are full of rubbish, and the trash cans have been broken for a long time. I don’t know how many big holes they have, and they are dumped on the side of the road.The cracked stone slabs on the sidewalk are now and then dented with small holes, just waiting for the unwary to step into them.

This place belongs to the zone of no-things, not to mention the cleanliness of the streets, and the police patrols are mostly just for show. People living here have their own set of living rules.

During the day, it is the world of women.

They gathered in small groups in twos and threes and stood casually on the side of the street, holding bags or empty hands, chatting absent-mindedly, and glanced at the passing traffic with cloudy eyes, looking for targets to attack.

Maggie was one of those people.

As usual, she left her daughter in the care of her elderly mother, put on a piece of clothing at will, lazily fastened a few buttons on her stomach, and walked onto this dilapidated street.

Anyway, it will be taken off later, there are so many people like her with this kind of dress.

"Didi——" Suddenly, a black truck caught up with her from behind. The paint had been scratched and layers of mud covered it, and a deliberately low voice came from inside: "Someone needs company, I Come pick you up."

"Take this?" Maggie squinted into the car window. The driver wore a baseball cap on his head, and the shadow under the brim of the cap firmly covered his face. Only the hand on the manual transmission was exposed to the sun, with a slight spasms.

If it were another place, no one would voluntarily take this car, but the slums are different.

This is the red light district during the day.

There are always people who don't want others to know that they have been to this kind of place. Maggie glanced at the accessories in the car, and after confirming that the other party has enough conditions to pay, she opened the door and sat in without any hesitation.

As long as you have money, you can do whatever you want with the other party. Maggie has been in this business for a long time, so she naturally knows what to ask and what not to ask.

The door was closed, and the black truck violently spewed out one after another of exhaust gas, carrying a woman and disappeared in the thick smoke.

All he could hear was a muffled groan and two indistinct words leaking out of the car window.

Seems to be... dirty.

…………

At the same time, BAU's special plane also arrived in the city.

As a pure and unadulterated academic master, Reid is indeed much stronger than Daniel. Although Daniel's heart was raised and lowered during the answering process, the final result was gratifying enough.

After more than an hour, Reid not only successfully rescued himself from the siege, but also had nothing to do with Daniel at all.

Ginger is still old and spicy, which is true.

After getting off the plane, Hotchner and JJ followed Detective Mike to the sheriff's office, while Daniel and the others found another hotel to study the case. As soon as news of Hotchner comes, everyone can start a formal investigation immediately.

"More than 60 victims..." In the hotel, Emily pasted the name and information of the last missing person on the wall, looked at the densely packed pieces of paper, and took a few steps back to sigh.

They are now in a hotel room near the police station. Several people gathered in one room and pasted the victim's information all over the wall.

"Prostitutes, drug dealers, addicts..." Daniel looked at the names one after another, and suddenly asked, "How did the Yorkshire murderer evaluate his victims?"

Such a large-scale killing is hard to imagine as a vendetta. The only person who can match the motive of the killing may be the Yorkshire killer.

As for the option of human experimentation... Although it is very bitter, if there is something ideal these days, who doesn't focus on mutants.

If the unknown suspect is really related to human experiments, then it is simply the greatest miracle that this kind of little guy can survive to this day instead of being routinely cleaned up by the underground world.

"The women I killed were all filthy whores. I was just cleaning up this place. You should thank me," Gordon read slowly.

This kind of murderer based on a sense of mission believes that he kills to help society, just like Tobias before him.But the most frightening thing is that as the number of victims increases, they will become killing machines at an unimaginable speed.

"Hasn't Garcia found any news?" Reid's tone was a little hasty. Unless Garcia has conclusive evidence, the Kansas City Police Department will not easily file a case, let alone authorize them to conduct a formal investigation.

They can't do anything.

"Garcia didn't find any missing reports about these people." Morgan rubbed his temples. He had just finished talking to the baby girl, but these people seemed to have never disappeared, except for a little bit of life information. Nothing else can be found.

Everyone fell silent, bowed their heads in silence, and the investigation seemed to be at an impasse.

Instead, Rhett suddenly stretched out his hand to touch Daniel, and made a gesture of wings with his fingers where no one else could see.

He had just learned about the world of mutants, let alone such an uncommon case involving 63 victims, any case could make his mind diverge there.

Mutant?

Daniel saw Rhett's gesture, opened his eyes slightly, and raised his head slightly. He really didn't think in this direction.

But after a pause, he shook his hand behind his back from side to side, still vaguely denying his guess.

Mutants are not cabbage on the street, you can see them casually.Even if society has developed to the present, mutants are always at a disadvantage. It is possible to kill one, two, or even ten or twenty people, but more than 60 people are involved?

Even if the target is a mobile crowd, such a huge death toll will always be discovered, and few mutants can be so stupid.

Just as Reid was about to make gestures to ask why, the phone rang suddenly, piercing the entire silence.

"Hochner?" Gordon answered the phone quickly.

The gesture that Rhett had just made was put down instantly, and everyone was staring at Gordon's mouth shape—success or failure depends on it.

After a few seconds, Gordon hung up and said a sentence with a smile in anticipation.

"We're going to the police station," he said.

…………

In the Kansas City Police Department's largest office, the BAU team stood before a crowd of detectives.

Detective Mike provided all the clues, and most of the day was enough for them to give a preliminary profile.

Standing in front of a group of suspicious or contemptuous police officers, Hotchner did not change his face, and said every word with force: "This man is a white male with a unique personality, which may have left a negative impression on everyone who has seen him. The impression will become very recognizable."

"It can be said that the unknown suspect is a house cleaner to some extent, dedicated to contributing to a clean environment, and the current missing person is his serious source of pollution." Daniel scratched his head, and continued Hotchner's words uncomfortably. .

To be honest, this is the first time he has formally stood in front of many police officers to make a profile since he joined the BAU.

In my previous life, I often saw BAU confidently portraying the handsome appearance of unknown suspects on TV, and I wished I could rush up to join them, but in this life, when it was really my turn, there was nothing but fear in my heart.

Not because of the unfriendly police officers on the opposite side, but because of the responsibility on them.

What if there are no so-called unknown suspects at all?What if the analysis is wrong?What if these police officers don't believe it and don't bother to look for it?

As one of the persons directly responsible for the investigation, Daniel, who shouldered many lives, finally realized Charles' difficulty. He took a slight step back, feeling that his shoulders were about to be crushed.

#宝宝心感货，但宝宝得不说#

"The unknown suspect has justified this kind of killing." Reid, who was standing behind Daniel, helped him without a trace, and continued, "He understands that killing people is wrong, but he also firmly believes that he is serving the world and creating a better world for the world. future."

"What does this have to do with the easy identification of unknown suspects?" A policeman and the sheriff looked at each other and interjected provocatively.

Even if the case was handed over, BAU's meddling behavior made them very unhappy.

"Such a person will be irritable and irritable about everything he thinks is wrong. It is difficult for anyone to endure him for a long time. Over time, he will become out of group." Morgan explained helplessly, "There are only two types of people in the world that are easy to identify— — the best and the worst."

"Given the number of victims, the unknown suspect may have a helper," Emily added, "but as Morgan said, the helper will not be on an equal footing with him, it will be more about obedience and order."

"Detective Mike has been discovering missing persons since a year ago, and the unknown suspect may have suffered a severe blow during that time." Gordon gestured to the list of missing persons on the police officers' desks with his eyes, and a series of profiles seemed to be Feel free to pinch it.

"For example, the death of a family member or someone who has exercised similar control over him", JJ gave an example.

"But no one can control him now," Daniel calmed down, and said again: "Killing so many people within a year without showing any traces requires a lot of energy, and he probably has no job. "

"Without the worries of work, he can focus on the sacred mission at a faster speed." Reid shook his head subconsciously, his eyes were deeply worried, "This mission..."

"This mission is everything he thinks it is!" Hotchner concluded, emphatically.