I'm just a little mouse after all [Comprehensive British and American]

Al walks into the office where her colleagues are waiting for her.

Morgan was pulling Rhett and whispering, Gordon looked at the photo and didn't know what he was thinking.

Hodge heard the voice, got up and nodded to her, and handed a document to her.

"The case of the Christmas devil?" Al looked at the file and asked, "It's been more than a week."

"The police tried, but they failed." Gordon knocked on the table, motioning everyone to pay attention. "You have received that recording and information, what do you think?"

They have listened to the recording of the call between the victim and the 911 operator many times. It stands to reason that this can be used as a clue, but the more you listen, the more the mystery becomes.

Al came a little late, she looked down at the clues provided by the police and did not answer.

"It's not a doll costume, and it's not a costume like Santa Claus or a clown." Hodge turned on the recording, and the woman's terrified cries echoed in the room.

[devil!He is a devil! ]

[He's a lunatic! ]

[You let go of my devil!monster!ah--]

"Only these two paragraphs seem to describe the characteristics of the murderer." Hodge paused and said: "Devil, madman, demon, monster."

"I don't think there's anything special about it." Morgan said disapprovingly, "She might just be freaking out."

"Maybe it was because she was too flustered that she didn't share any useful information." After Al finished reading the documents, she put the documents away and said with a frown: "Her husband was cut open in the chest by the murderer with a chainsaw in the living room. The latter was just an ordinary housewife. She witnessed the whole process of her husband’s tragic death, was shot by the murderer, and was on the verge of collapse when she reported the crime.”

"The operator has foreseen the end of the matter, and he tried to guide the reporter to give clues about the murderer." Al sighed and said, "He is a very good operator, but he can't prevent the tragedy from happening."

"Remember that the person who attacked them had a chainsaw in his hand." Gordon, who had been thinking for a long time, said, "Weapon focus effect, in this recording, the reporter is both a victim and a witness. The murderer killed them with a chainsaw." Her husband was splattered with blood and flesh, and with all her attention on the chainsaw, we can't expect her to say anything useful."

Reid finished his conversation with Morgan. He straightened his back and leaned forward, and said somewhat cautiously: "The police failed to find any clues left by the murderer at the scene. The police arrived at 6:[-] and did not meet the murderer head-on. After killing people, the murderer took five or six minutes to complete all the finishing work and fled the scene."

"The victim died in the living room on the first floor, and his chest was cut open by a chainsaw. The body of the female victim was found in the bedroom on the east side of the second floor, with a broken skull. Their daughter was shot in the head and died directly." Reid looked Hodge spoke quickly: "Cold-blooded and violent crime, he is familiar with the family's house type, and has also investigated the surrounding situation. He has observed the family's living habits and made a careful plan for this crime. The time of this plan It could be a week, it could be longer. Cold blooded, the chances of him committing another crime are very high."

Morgan interjected: "He has superb anti-investigation methods, and the police can only make a preliminary judgment based on the scene. The murderer can wield a chainsaw, chase and kill a male who has the ability to resist. He is a strong adult man, tall It's about 6.3 feet tall, strong, powerful, and visually intimidating."

Al just listened to the recording again, she pressed pause, frowned and said: "The time when the victim and the murderer confronted each other was around 58:[-], and the operator received the emergency call at [-]:[-]. Through the recording It can be guessed that the female reporter died at [-]:[-], and their daughter was shot to death at [-]:[-]."

"Here, nearly 5 minutes, the time interval is very long. He knows how long it will take the nearest policeman to arrive here. He has been calculating the time to ensure that he can stagger with the police." She wrote the report on the paper time and the time of death of the informant.

Recalling Ethan's exhausted appearance, Al said with an ugly face: "He knew that the caller did not hang up, and even set aside some time to torture her, just to let the operator listen to her screams before she died. Including the later Little girl, the killer gave her time to call for help before killing her straight away."

After she finished speaking, the room fell into a brief silence.

They all knew the operator in the recording, who was mentally ill because of the homicide.

After a while, Morgan looked at Al and asked, "How is the operator?"

"It's terrible. It can be seen that he blamed himself." Al sighed, and said with complicated emotions: "When he met me, his body was shaking all the time, and his eyes were always looking around. He is very I was nervous and had severe auditory hallucinations."

"Is the auditory hallucination related to that phone call?"

Al shook his head and said with a strange expression: "He heard the mouse talking to him."

……

Jerry is drawing, and Ethan is squatting beside him.

It picked up the drawing paper and showed it to Ethan, who said hesitantly, "Are you sure?"

Jerry nodded and said seriously, "I remember the pair of nostrils very clearly."

Ethan let out a long sigh, and Jerry was facing his mouth, blown out of a new hairstyle.

"What shall we do next?" Jerry touched his head, tilted his head and asked, "Do you think this portrait can catch the murderer?"

"I think it's time for me to take my medicine." Ethan got up and was about to leave after speaking.

Jerry grabbed his shirt and jumped into his pocket.Ethan doesn't stop it, and Jerry is led out into the street.

It probed its brain to look out, and suddenly saw the surveillance video at the door of the store.

Jerry's head flashed, it patted Ethan's clothes, and said excitedly: "Ethan Ethan! I figured out a way!"

Ethan covered his pockets like a thief, avoiding the probing eyes of the people around him and whispered, "What are you doing?"

"We can adjust the monitoring." Jerry pointed to the monitor at the door of the store and said, "The door of my mouse hole has also been monitored."

Ethan froze, he ducked into a small alley, picked up Jerry and said, "Say what you just said again."

"There is a surveillance system at the door of my house." Jerry patted his chest and said proudly, "The imported surveillance camera has a high-definition picture. As long as we go back and call out the surveillance video, we will know who the murderer is."

"Do you know what the soles of the murderer's shoes look like?" Ethan said helplessly.

"There's no harm in trying." Jerry's eyes widened suddenly in the middle of speaking, and he pointed behind Ethan and whispered: "I think we should talk in another place."

"What's wrong?" Ethan asked suspiciously.

Jerry swallowed and let out a soft thud.

It wiped the cold sweat off its head with a small handkerchief, and said with a dry smile, "Have you ever learned boxing?"

Just as Ethan was about to answer that I was a civil servant, he heard a rough voice behind him.

"Look! Here's a madman talking to mice."

Ethan turned his head suddenly, and saw a few gangsters standing not far behind him.

"Hand over your wallet, we want to buy some cans of wine." The leader of the thugs reached out to Ethan, with tattoos on his arms.

Jerry huddled behind Ethan, pumped his fists and said, "Hit him in the face, straight and left uppercut, Ethan! Kick him in the crotch!"

Ethan took a deep breath, took out the wallet from his pocket, and before he could open it, the gangster snatched it away.

"Hit him with your muscles, buddy!" Jerry patted Ethan and encouraged him, "Our fare is still in it!"

No matter how hard Jerry cheered, Ethan didn't respond.The gangster spat at him before leaving, Ethan quietly took out a tissue and wiped his face clean.

Jerry was stunned. If Ethan hadn't kept pressing it, it would have rushed to bite the man's face.

It wasn't until those people left that Ethan let out a long sigh.

He looked back, and Jerry's face was flushed with anger, and white smoke was still coming out of his head.A sound like a train whistle echoed in Ethan's mind.

"Violence can't solve the problem, and besides, I can't beat them." Ethan said while fanning Jerry, "I don't want to get hurt, so I obediently give money to minimize the risk."

Looking at the helpless smile on Ethan's face, Jerry crossed his arms and said, "Then tell me how to get home later."

Ethan smiled and didn't speak, and took Jerry back for a stroll, and didn't see the shadow of the apartment until night.

Jerry fell asleep in Ethan's pocket, and when he woke up, he forgot about the unpleasantness of the afternoon.

It ran along with Ethan, waiting for him to make the next plan.But Ethan just heated up a pizza and sat in the room watching the talk show.

Jerry held a piece of pizza and looked at Ethan inquiringly. After thinking for a while, he said hesitantly, "Ethan, aren't you going to do something?"

Ethan said vaguely with a pizza in his mouth, "A black man, a pair of nostrils, we only have these clues. A rat who doesn't know if it is real, a jobless man with a problem in his heart, this is our staffing configuration."

"The police haven't found the murderer." He nodded Jerry's head and said, "Do you think we can catch the murderer?"

Although as a mouse, Jerry doesn't understand humans very well, but he can clearly feel that Ethan is decadent now.

After communicating with Ethan, Jerry also understands that the little clues he has are of little use.

Jerry propped his chin and tilted his head in thought for a while, then his eyes drifted to Ethan again.

"You send me to get the surveillance video, there is no loss if you try." Jerry climbed onto Ethan's arm and said.

"According to the height of your mouse hole, the monitor can only capture the soles of people's feet." Ethan pursed his lips and said.

"Tom was taken away by the murderer and his life is uncertain." Jerry pouted and blinked his big eyes and said, "It's too far away and it will take me a few days to go back. There will be no loss. Just send me to see it."

Ethan was indifferent to Jerry's cuteness. He seemed to have made up his mind not to participate in this matter, and comforted him: "You may not understand human beings. We will have special people to deal with these matters."

Then, he turned on the computer and searched for Jerry the progress of the case.

"You see the police will continue to investigate this matter." Ethan pointed to the screen and said to Jerry: "So it doesn't matter if we don't care."

Jerry slid up and down holding the mouse, and it carefully read the above information.Click on another webpage to check it out. This is a discussion thread.

The social attention of the Christmas devil is very high, and the discussion is also very hot.

Jerry looked at it for a while, pointed to a line of words and asked suspiciously: "The tragedy happened because the operator didn't deal with it in time, Ethan, what does the operator mean?"

It waited for a while without waiting for an answer.

Jerry looked up and saw Ethan staring straight at the screen with pain on his face.

"Ethan? Are you okay?"

"Ethan?"

Jerry climbed onto Ethan's shoulder, tugged at his ear and shouted at him, "Ethan Ethan! What's wrong with you!"

After a long time, it heard Ethan mutter: "It's my fault."