[Comprehensive British and American] Become the best feasible plan in the audience

Henry went out to investigate the case, but he came back within half an hour.In fact, Carol didn't quite understand why the New York Police Department sent a forensic doctor out to the field, and this forensic doctor didn't have the slightest sense of self-protection, and he couldn't fight back... Really, after living for so long, this person has no force No value at all... He was easily knocked down, did all kinds of people die because of this reason?

It's really amazing.

"Abel! The murderer is him, Adam!" Henry pushed open the door, "Where's Carol?"

"I'm here, you said he called you again?" Carol frowned, holding Abel's new pumpkin pie in his hand, "I can't, I just located the mobile phone number, although there is no call signal, but GPS can find it..."

"All the details of this case are exactly the same as Jack the Ripper, even the names of the victims are the same!" Henry rubbed his hair and began to look for something in his old antiques.

"So, you participated in the investigation of this case back then?" Carol was a little curious. He only knew that the little friend lived a long time, but he didn't know that the little friend had such a colorful past.

Henry didn't raise his head: "I did an autopsy on Mary...the victim, and I wrote it all down." He raised the small notebook in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You don't really think that guy is alive now, do you?" Carol couldn't believe it. "Impossible, you know, once a serial killer starts killing, very few of them can stop unless they are arrested and imprisoned." Or locked up in a mental hospital, if he has lived for so many years, it is impossible for him to start committing crimes recently."

"Although I'm very upset with him, he's right, Henry, you can't mess up." Abel nodded, calming the tense Henry.

"Dinglingling~~" After putting it on the small cabinet, the phone rang suddenly. Carol stuffed the pancake into Abel's arms, picked up the computer, and signaled to Henry.

Abel who was completely ignored: "..."

"Hello?" Henry pretended to be nonchalant and picked up the phone, "Henry Morgan."

On the computer screen, the positioning signal kept flashing.

"Hi, Henry, it's me, are you satisfied with what you see?" The deep voice on the other end of the phone made Henry's eyes sharp.

He glanced at Carol and asked, "You did it?! Killing innocent people?"

The voice on the other end of the phone paused: "Are you angry? Henry, you are still too young. The lives of these people are not worth caring about at all..."

On the other side of the phone, Adam hung up the phone directly.

"I found it..." Carol said to Henry, "Where is this place?"

"Crime scene!" Henry glanced at the blinking red dot on the computer screen, and rushed out without looking back.

Carol: "..."

"Wait for me!!"

So angry.

However, he was sure that Adam was indeed not the one who called him, and his tone of voice was different. The feeling that attracted him must be no older than forty...

The age profile taught by BAU bigwigs.

Adam is different, his calmness is simply eye-catching, and he sounds like a monster who has lived for thousands of years.

……

Carol, who had agreed to be on vacation, finally followed Henry to investigate the case. The police officers of the New York Police Department agreed to him as an off-site assistant to provide them with help, although he was most likely to be soy sauce.

but……

Is the NYPD really an elite police department?There are only two police officers in the whole police station? EXM?

Recalling the FBI's fully armed arrest of the suspect, and looking at the female police officer investigating alone with the extremely unreliable forensic doctor, Carol was helpless.

"where are we going?"

"City library." Henry didn't know what to think of, the heaviness just now flashed by, and his eyebrows raised in excitement, "I found out that the small wound on Mary's arm is different from Jack the Ripper's technique. At that time, a newspaper called "The New York Sun" reported it wrongly, so, where can I find the newspaper at that time in all New York?"

Joe nodded, and looked at the newly joined FBI trainee agent Carroll.

Carol: "..."

"I'm not very familiar with New York." He shook his head, "But Henry seems to have a plan..."

Joe: "..." OK, let's go.

The three of them came to the library together. The hall under the high dome was very empty, and there were not many people in it. Joe showed his ID to the administrator and retrieved the register of borrowed books.

Carol looked at several people at the scene, and one of them glanced at them when they came in. When Joe showed his ID, his pupils shrank obviously, he was a little uneasy, and he kept pursing his lips. It means that he is hesitating and his forehead is sweating...

Take a bet on his half-baked behavior profile, this guy must have something to do with this matter, he took two steps forward, and saw that guy packed his schoolbag, ready to... run?

Can you run?

Although he is not good at writing, but in terms of physical fitness, no one can beat him... Of course, he can't run.

Carol pulled a button off, and it popped out and hit the man's calf. Henry and Joe had just discovered that the borrower might be in the library, when they heard a snap, mixed with a few exclamations and screams. □ Turning around, Carol pulled the man up and handcuffed him.

"It should be this guy."

Joe: "..."

"How do you know?" she asked.

"This guy looks dodgy. The moment you showed your police badge, he was very nervous, and..." Carol opened the guy's schoolbag, and there were bound newspapers inside.

Sure enough, he was Henry's friend.

Leading them to investigate the case, it feels like a cheat.

"This matter has nothing to do with me!" The guy who was caught seemed very dissatisfied, "Why did you arrest me? I'm just an author! I draw comics!"

"Someone kills people based on your comics!"

"That's none of my business..." The man sat uncomfortably in the interrogation room, while Carol and Henry stood outside to watch.

The two of them, one is a forensic doctor, and the other... is a completely irrelevant person. They have not been invited, and they cannot intervene in other people's authorities' cases.

Joe sat in the interrogation room and questioned the 'manga author'.

Outside, the serious-looking boss stood outside with folded arms, and Officer Hansen stood beside him.

"Oh, Carol, do you think this man is a murderer?" Henry asked.

"Didn't you find that flower? The murderer will imitate the black dahlia next... If it wasn't for him, a girl would have been killed."

"I don't think it's him..." Henry said suddenly.

Carol looked at the anxious author inside: "I don't think it's him either."

Officer Hansen and boss: "..."

The two looked at each other, and they could see each other's... Speechlessness from the bottom of their eyes.

Carol thought about the logic of Hodge and the others in handling cases, and suggested: "I'll check those people who are active in the comment area, find out the IP address, and locate... Do you have a computer?"

He came out in a hurry and didn't bring his own computer.

Officer Hansen glanced at Carol: "Of course there are, but there are so many comments, it's hard to tell them apart, right?"

"It's okay, I can make a cross-comparison with the time when the murder happened... Sorry, I'm presumptuous." He paused, there must be people in the New York Police Department who deal with these, and it's not convenient for him to intervene.

"Sir, there is another case."

When Police Officer Hansen heard this, he picked up his mobile phone and walked outside. Henry, as a forensic doctor, also wanted to follow, and Carol also planned to follow, when he heard the boss say to him from behind: "Detective Chris Why don't you stay and help?"

Carol: "..."

This boss is surprisingly easy to talk to.

Thinking of the strong temper of Ms. Strauss, the director of the BAU in the FBI, she would not let others help easily. Sure enough, there is no harm if there is no comparison...

"Good lady."

……

Henry still noticed the difference, determined the approximate location of the suspect, and narrowed it down to a certain area. Carroll gave the address to Officer Hansen, and they brought the suspect back directly.

But because the child was still young, they had no direct evidence, and the inquiry was fruitless, so they had to release him again.

"I don't think... that kid is necessarily a suspect." Carol has already returned to the antique shop. It doesn't matter what he came to New York this time. After all, his goal has been achieved and he helped them catch the suspect. "Although he was using a computer at the time."

"Anyway, Henry will take care of it." Abel picked up the newspaper and read it seriously: "When are you leaving?"

Disliked Carol: "..."

"Speaking of which, why do you bother me so much?"

"I do this to anyone who kills my father... What's more, he saved you..." Abel stood up angrily.

"I knew it." Carol said, "How do you usually know that Henry is dead? Every time you can find out which river he is in..."

Abel looked up at the curious Carol: "Guess?"

"..." Carol said that he didn't want to guess such a bug.

After all, Henry Reborn is—

"Abel, come pick me up!!!"

"Now you know." Abel hung up the phone and drove out, "Look at the store!"

—without clothes.

How did you make this call?It feels quite unscientific... However, Henry's existence itself is not very scientific. No matter how he makes the phone call, it's just embarrassing every time he is reborn. Think about it, what if he is killed by someone before Abel arrives? Found out swimming in the river with no clothes on... it's suffocating just thinking about it.

Carol shook her head, packed her things, and planned to return to Quantico, Virginia later.

I still have to go to work...

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