[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

When Isaac arrived, Dr. Saroyan's inspection was not over yet.Lying on the same cold dissecting table, the cold corpse looked even paler under the cold light.That face was not unfamiliar to Isaac, they had spoken in a room a few days ago, but now, he was just a lifeless corpse ready to be slaughtered.

Isaac watched for a while, enduring the discomfort in his heart and not looking away.

The body was disembowelled, the internal organs had been taken out, and the incision had not been sutured.According to Jefferson's rules, there seems to be no need for sutures, because only the bones will be left in the end.

"Did you find anything?" Booth asked.

"What was the cause of death?" Isaac ignored Booth's question and asked another question.

"According to the preliminary examination results, the deceased had his limbs bound, was beaten, and then his forearm muscles were cut open to expose the bones inside for inscription. The cause of death was the same as the previous five victims, all of which were excessive blood loss." Dr. Saroyan replied.

"Has the previous deceased been beaten as well?" Isaac took a pair of gloves and put them on, then used his hand to push away the obvious wound on the deceased's forearm.

Because this corpse is fresh enough, there is enough readable information left behind.But the above information gave Isaac a bad feeling. The murderer seemed to have lost the calm feeling before, and became angry and manic. , who knows how many people will be killed in the last madness?

And, what spurred him on? Isaac doesn't think that the investigation with little progress now will give the murderer a sense of urgency. Even if he accidentally came into contact with the murderer during the investigation, but according to the murderer's previous behavior, he should be complacent now, not out of proportion.

Isaac's movements suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look at Dr. Saroyan, "The words engraved this time..."

"That's exactly what I haven't had time to say." Dr. Saroyan nodded, "The information left by the murderer has changed."

"WRONG, WRONG? WRONG?" Isaac spelled the word, "It's funny, the one who thinks Vincent Jeremiah is innocent is marked with a 'RIGHT' emoticon, and the person who opposes it is 'WRONG'? But, it really doesn't leave a way for people to survive Ah, no matter whether you think he's guilty or not, he can't escape death." After speaking, Isaac looked up and found himself being stared at by several pairs of eyes, "What are you looking at me for?"

"You also voted against." Booth frowned, "Maybe you have to give yourself an extra layer of protection."

"Oh, come on." Isaac didn't take it seriously, "If that person comes to me, I will teach him what it means to have a way to heaven if you don't go, and there is no way to hell."

"Don't be too optimistic. We have warned you before and arranged for people to protect the jurors on the list, but this happened anyway. We must have overlooked something." Sweets said disapprovingly, "Also, "Heaven has a way, if you don't go, hell has no way to choose" This sentence is said by villains, but we are the party of justice."

"Stop picking words, kid." Booth took Sweets aside, "What we need to figure out now is what the murderer wants to do." This kind of indiscriminate killing made their originally clear thinking become chaotic again.

"That's a really good question." Isaac looked at Glen Trollpoe lying on the dissecting table. This person is sensitive, timid, nervous, and likes to bite his nails. Isaac believes that he must be more vulnerable than anyone else. However, it was such a person who escaped the sight of the FBI agents who were protecting him...

"Hey!" Sweets was also thinking about this question, and, unlike Booth, he had worked with Issac before, so he also heard a lot of legends about Issac, when his thinking fell into a dead end, he unconsciously looked towards Isaac.

Isaac was taken aback. He looked at his hand that was held by Sweets on the wrist. The glove hadn't been taken off yet, and there was a lot of blood on it.If it wasn't for Sweets to stop him, the hand would have supported his chin with his habit of thinking.

"Thank you." Isaac hurriedly started tugging on the glove, regardless of believing that he had made such a mistake.If his face was really stained with other people's blood, he probably couldn't think calmly.And it's not to blame for not talking about others, it's purely my fault, even if I want to be angry, I can only be angry with myself for my carelessness...

Isaac's movements suddenly froze.

"What happened to him?" Dr. Saroyan asked in a low voice.

Booth looked puzzled, but he didn't bother Isaac because he felt that Isaac must have caught some inspiration. In order to break the case as soon as possible, he didn't want to be the one who interrupted the inspiration.

"Dr. Saroyan, is the autopsy done?" Dr. Brennan swiped his card and walked up, not understanding why everyone stood there stupidly.

"Keep your voice down, Dr. Brennan," Sweets reminded softly.

"Why?" Dr. Brennan lowered his voice despite being puzzled.

"Our profile of the suspect's identity has gone wrong." Isaac finally stopped playing the brooder, this time he simply pulled off his gloves and threw them aside, "We thought the murderer picked his victims based on the jury list, and Thinking he knew the vote, so the first five victims were the ones who found Vincent Jeremiah innocent."

"Isn't it?" Booth also cheered up, he had a hunch that there might be a breakthrough this time.

"No." Isaac said affirmatively, "The murderer did know the list of jurors, but he didn't know the voting results. The reason why the first five victims chose so accurately must be that they leaked their choices through some channel. And The sixth victim, he may have done something to mislead the murderer, making the murderer think that he was also the one who voted for it. But in fact, he was not, so the murderer became angry and labeled him 'WRONG'."

"You mean, the 'RIGHT' and 'WRONG' engraved on the bones do not refer to whether the choice is correct or not, but the murderer's judgment or not?" Booth said that he couldn't keep up with the perverted thinking.

"No, I tend to think that the 'YOUARERIGHT' in front is to send a message to someone, but the 'WRONG' in the end should just be the product of the murderer's disappointment and anger." Sweets also understood what Isaac meant, "The murderer is the one who can touch A juror who doesn't know the result of the vote should be in court."

"We've already ruled out the alibi of the person who was there," Booth reminded.

"Then do it again," Isaac said. "Glen Trollpoe was the murderer's mistake, which had a great impact on his mood. The instability of the murderer's mood is an opportunity for us."

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When the remaining jurors were called again, the mood of the dance was overshadowed. Glen Trollpoe's death let alone Booth and the others didn't think about it, even these people didn't think about it. After all, everyone believed that those who voted against were basically safe.

"We need you to recall whether Glen Trollpoe did anything after the court sentencing to make people think that he supported Vincent Jeremiah." Isaac knocked on the table, silenced everyone, and then said his request.

Under the premise of life safety, the few who were doing it racked their brains and began to recall, talking about what they thought was suspicious. Isaac didn't nod or shake his head, but in his heart, I didn't find anything wrong from it, until someone spoke——

"I'm not sure if that counts as support," said an elderly woman. "After the court verdict came out and Vincent Jeremiah was acquitted, he walked out of the courthouse, me, and a few people who were touched by him. We don't want him to be affected by this bad manager in his future life, so we walked over and gave him some encouragement."

"GlenTrollpoe did that too?" Isaac didn't know the story. After the trial ended, he got his phone back, but Walsh urged him to leave.

"Yeah, he went too," said the lady. "That's not a mistake, is it? The court has made a decision, our jury status has expired, and we encourage him as ordinary citizens." .”

"That's right." {Isaac didn't get too entangled in this issue, he finally knew why GlenJeremiah was accidentally injured, "Did many people see this scene at the time?"

"Not much. The vampire relatives of Jeremiah's family disappeared after the results came out. I think, except for a few unrelated passers-by, only our clients and Vincent Jeremiah's mother and lawyer were present," the lady replied. .

"I guess there should be surveillance at the gate of the courthouse?" Issac said to Booth.

"I hope the tape hasn't been destroyed yet." After speaking, Booth got up and left.

Isaac was not sure about this matter either, because it was more than half a year ago after all.

Next door, the conversation between Sweets and Vincent Jeremiah was coming to an end. Vincent Jeremiah looked very bad, he looked like he hadn't slept in a long time, with big dark circles on his face, listless. Sweets asked him several questions, and although he answered them all, it was obvious that his mind was not here.

Until Sweets asked him for his alibi.

"I was in Baltimore for a few days, and I was always alone." Vincent Jeremiah shook his head, "No one can prove that I was not there."

"Aren't you afraid of being suspected?" Sweets was playful at his attitude.

"But I'm not the murderer, you won't catch it, will you?" Vincent Jeremiah asked innocently.

Sweets twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling like he'd been reversed.At this moment, Isaac pushed the door in from the outside and rescued him.

"It's not over yet on your side?" Isaac's eyes flicked past Vincent Jeremiah, and he stopped paying attention to him.

"Uh, it's over." Sweets didn't have much to ask.

But Vincent Jeremiah obviously didn't want to end this way, he stared at Issac closely, "I heard that someone was killed again, you..."

"It's not your concern." Isaac's attitude was cold enough.

"I, I just...are you in danger?" Vincent Jeremiah didn't give up.

Sweets gave a silent 'wow' to the side, as if his previous guess had come true.

Isaac finally turned his head to look at Vincent Jeremiah, and took a serious look at him, "Of course not, what danger can a fool who can even find the wrong target cause me?"

Sweets' teasing expression immediately changed.

Isaac, provocative?