Meet the father-in-law [Comprehensive]

-1998, Metropolis metropolis-

"Detective Henderson, we've received a report of a shooting in the neighborhood of Nellhoff Road. Witnesses say a couple were shot—"

"We're nearby, we'll be there soon!"

As soon as the car police radio was turned off, Detective Bill Henderson slammed on the steering wheel angrily, cursed through gritted teeth:

"Damn it, it's at it again! The son of a bitch, if I catch him—"

"Calm down, Bill," the man in the passenger seat interrupted his companion's anger in a deep voice, "How far are we from the scene?"

"...in three minutes, get your guns ready, Hodge."

The man in the passenger seat is named Aaron Hotchner, "Hodge" is everyone's nickname for him, and he works for the FBI's behavioral analysis team BAU (behavioralanalysisunit).Two days ago, the Metropolitan Police Department asked bau to come to assist in handling the case and help them catch the serial killer this time.

Hodge still looks very young, less than 30 years old. In all fairness, he is very handsome, with short black hair, brows, eyes and nose, and a face with a tough beauty like ancient Greek sculptures.But his expression was stern, and his lips were tightly pressed together when he was not speaking, looking serious and lacking a sense of humor.

After hearing Henderson's words, he immediately took out his pistol, and as soon as he reached his destination, he opened the door and rushed down without waiting for the car to come to a complete stop.Henderson was a step behind, and by the time he yelled "mcpd" and caught up, Hodge had stopped.

—They were late.

The shot was a young couple, a white man and a mixed-race woman with Asian descent.

They were shot by the car door. The murderer seemed to have fired a lot of shots. With the help of the not-so-bright street lights, Hodge saw a large number of empty bullet casings falling on the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground. The scene looked like A hasty and frantic massacre.

It's not like the way their unsub (unsub) was before, if it was him...

Hodge looked up into the car, and suddenly froze.

"Damn it, it's really him!" Henderson also saw the small figure in the car, and he drooped his arms holding the gun, with an angry and sad expression.

Their unknown suspect is a "imitator", and his model is the "Wayne tragedy" that shocked the entire United States nearly 20 years ago.

That man, Joe Hill, robbed and murdered Gotham City's wealthiest and most famous couple in the street: Thomas Wayne and Martha Wayne.Out of panic or for other reasons, he left behind the life of the Wayne family's only eight-year-old son, Bruce Wayne.

Well-dressed, seemingly wealthy and happy family of three, the parents were shot dead in the street, and the young child lived alone... In three weeks, their unknown suspects had murdered four couples according to this pattern, and this pair was his The ninth and tenth lives were lost!

The couple's child, a little girl, seemed petrified as she sat alone in the back seat of the car.

"Hodge, I'll be in charge of the scene, you take that little girl to the police car."

Compared to Henderson's standard image of a rough police officer, Hodge, who was dressed in a suit, looked handsome and well-mannered, was obviously more suitable for bringing that little girl out.

"no problem."

Hodge nodded at Henderson and answered very succinctly.He approached the back door of the car steadily and slowly, trying to make his voice as gentle as possible.

"Hey girl, don't be afraid, I'm the fbi, a police officer. My name is Aaron Hotchner, and I'm here to help you."

The little girl didn't respond. Hodge opened the car door, bent down, and hugged her in his arms.After confirming that she couldn't see anything outside, she straightened up, turned her head and nodded at Henderson, and strode towards the police car.

He didn't take the little girl directly into the police car, but walked further back to a bench across the street.The little girl was in the car when her parents were killed, and Hodge didn't think it was a good idea to move her immediately from "one car" to "the other car".

Hodge put the little girl on the bench, bent down, put his knees in front of her, looked her in the eye, and made sure they were on the same level.

"Can you tell me your name?"

The little girl didn't speak, just looked at Hodge with her bright blue eyes.She didn't cry, she didn't scream, she looked purely petrified, she could hear Hodge and make eye contact with him, but more- nothing .

Hodge noticed that the little girl was wearing a very beautiful and exquisite dress, her dress, shoes and socks were brand new, her long black hair was braided into several strands of braids behind her head, and there was a small pinned on top of her head. A beautiful crown with rhinestones.

Maybe today is her birthday, Hodge suddenly realized this, and suddenly felt a bitter emotion in his heart.That feeling spread all the way from his chest, making his lips and tongue stained with a little bit of difficulty.

The men could hear the siren blare in the distance, and their backup was on the way—but they were too late, too late, and the little girl's parents were dead.

Taking a deep breath, Hodge smiled at the little girl as gently as possible, straightened up, took off his suit jacket, and gently put it on her shoulders.

It was getting late at night, and such a beautiful dress was suitable for indoor parties, but it was not suitable for the weather outside.Hodge stretched out his hand to arrange his coat carefully, and covered it more tightly, hoping to alleviate the little girl's inner fear.

The man bent slightly again, with a soft voice and gentle expression.

"Don't be afraid, my little girl, I will be here with you."

The little girl still didn't respond, she just looked at Hodge with her blue eyes open.After a long time, she stretched out her left hand and tightly grasped the skirt of the suit jacket.

Then, slowly, he nodded to Hodge.