[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

The local police station in San Diego has shown great reliance on the arrival of bau, and quickly sorted out a large space to serve as a temporary office.

Lance was ordered to stay with Rhett to analyze the verses left by the murderer.

Rhett is a genius with an IQ of 187 and a fast reading speed. He carefully writes poems on the whiteboard, trying to find something.

Lance was sitting on a chair and of course reading these verses.

"There are not many people who can sing such ballads now." Lance sighed, "Such a wonderful culture should be known to the world under such circumstances, it is really..."

"Well, indeed, many people will ignore many interesting books." Rhett raised his head, "These verses are very interesting. In fact, the verses that appeared on the scene should have ten chapters, but they are not complete now, and the existing The lines are all staccato, with no 'middle'."

"Do you mean that the Tommy killer feels that the task is not completed so far?" Lance blinked, "Or does he regard himself as the god of death in the ballad, and the ladies he raped are the god of death in the ballad trying to bribe him But if this is the case, why did he start to leave verses in the fourth of the six cases? What is the missing 'middle'?"

*The hand holding the pen froze.

Rhett's eyes lit up, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Without the lady's answer, it's always 'Death'."

"He is directing and acting?" Gordon turned around, he looked at Lance "Maybe our tommy killer already has his own crime pattern, there must be some reason for leaving such a ballad at the fourth crime scene of."

"Maybe he already has enough self-confidence."

"But this latest crime also shows that he is still a coward at heart."

"But these ballads are really old enough that most people will hardly notice." Lance curled his lips.

Al raised his eyebrows, "Of course, he's already a serial killer."

"Perhaps he did it to attract attention?" Rhett raised his head, "He is a sensitive person, and these victims are all women with healthy families and superior conditions. He violated them either because of class reasons or because of He has been oppressed by powerful women for a long time, and he lives under the shadow of that kind of depression. Violation and killing can make him feel happy, but he is afraid in his heart that he dare not face up to those women. After the third case, the police also It must have given a certain degree of attention, which made him extremely satisfied, and made him feel that he can also truly take the initiative and be known by the world."

"good."

"We need to go to the scene to take a look." Hu Qi closed the folder, "Gordon and Morgan go to the community."

Lance continued to flip through the information, and Reid looked it up very quickly, and he even managed to talk to Lance, "I, we met yesterday, which department are you from?"

"Cultural Protection Department." Lance held a piece of paper with a ballad in his hand.

"Cultural Protection Department?"

Al raised his head and gave Lance a different look.

"What's wrong?" Lance asked.

"um, it's okay."

"I used to be just a file sorter." Lance smiled, "That department is easier, because there will be no corpses."

"Are you afraid of dead bodies?"

"That's right." Lance sighed.

"Then you have to get over it as soon as possible."* put two cups of coffee on the table, "You will have to face many corpses in the future."

"Thank you." Lance picked up the coffee, "That's really my disaster."

"It's also a disaster for humans, Lance." *Laughs.

That is, in the short interval of talking, people from the police station came and said that there was another case. It is said that this time a woman in her 60s was killed. She was attacked by gangsters while she was cooking dinner at home.

"Who reported the case?"* asked.

"Well, it's her husband. He happened to see this scene when he came home, and the gangster also escaped." The little policeman thought for a while, "Is this guy the one we are looking for?"

Rhett shrugged.

Lance shook his head, "I don't know, maybe it is, or maybe it's not. I won't know until after careful inquiry."

The little policeman nodded, then turned and left.

Hu Qi looked at Al, "Al, come with me, you stay."

Al nodded and followed Hooch.

"You don't seem to think that our suspect committed the crime this time?" Reid raised his head after a long while.

"Who knows?" Lance pouted. "Are we going to live in San Diego tonight?"

"It looks like it should be now." *Picked up a pen, "The incident just happened must have excited the media."

"That guy has already received a lot of attention." Reid lowered his head, "If he committed the crime, the failure this time will definitely make him very angry, and he will definitely commit the crime again soon."

"If not?" Lance immediately picked up, "You must know that cases of burglary and assault are quite common."

"According to the current situation in San Diego, even if not, the media will pay a lot of attention."* sighed, "I am ready to have a contest with them."

"If he didn't commit the crime but the media still gave it a lot of attention, our suspect would be jealous and annoyed, and he would think that he was using his limelight to climb up."

Lance smacked his mouth twice, "It seems very powerful."

After a while, the team members who went out also came back, and Hu Qi and Al talked about the clues they found.

"The victim said that the person who attacked her was a black man," Hooch said.

"A black man?" Morgan raised his eyebrows. "Is it because of race? It wouldn't be true in this kind of place."

"What about Herbert Mullin? He killed 14 different people of all ages, races and creeds."

"But this attacker was wearing a ski mask."

"And this guy was driven away by the husband who came home, which means he knows the family's work and rest time at all," Lance continued. "This guy is going to fish in troubled waters?"

Gordon turned to look at the crime scene photographs.

Lance also felt a little strange, always feeling that some clues had been overlooked...

"what happened?"

"I really think I've seen a combination of glue, wire and tape somewhere." Lance looked up at Hu Qi, "I really think it's like a few days ago."

"some days ago?"

"Well... let me think about it." Lance muttered to himself, and his longer memories seemed to be revealed, as if he had seen such a case a long time ago, he suddenly woke up when he contacted the people around him Is this the case in the plot?But the memory can't be pierced through a layer of film, it's too cruel.

But combinations like glue, wire, and tape are definitely not seen in recent times.

"Okay, I think we can start profiling." Hu Qi sorted out the files.

"Ah, I remembered." Lance clenched his left fist and slammed it on the palm of his right hand. "It's an electrician. A few days ago, my landlady invited an electrician to come to my house to repair the wires."

Hu Qi’s footsteps stopped, Gordon’s eyes flashed with various emotions, and he looked at the whiteboard with the photo again, “Electrician, electrician, yes electrician, glue, wire? Why didn’t you leave any tape, because he It’s taken away, it’s not surprising that it’s taken away, the electrician takes these things with him.”

"The ballad says the wealth is plundered, the women are from good families, the electrician is middle class."

"He doesn't worry about being discovered, because he walks outside every day, and he has enough time to find out the victim's family time, and it won't be surprising when he enters the house. He just needs to say that he wants to check the wires, and the victim will give him an answer." He opened the door, even if he entered privately, he could use the wire as an excuse."

Looking at these people, Lance sorted out these clues more like playing Solitaire, lamenting the insecurity of country A while touching his stomach.

Morgan lowered his head and took out his phone, "Hello?"

"This is the magical magical girl~"

"Garcia, look up the names of electricians that are common in San Diego in the past four or five days, and cross-check with the time of crime." Morgan smiled.

"Oh, let me look for it. In this magical world, there is an even more magical Garcia~ Oh, I found it." Garcia paused, "Granee Franklin"

"Can you find a place to live?"

"Well~ he is a mechanic, oh~ yes!"

Morgan closed the phone. "We have an address."

The next thing was a matter of course, and it was time to arrest people, but the police in San Diego were skeptical, "But in the attack case just now, the perpetrator was a black man, and this person is obviously not."

"That black man is obviously not." Hu Qi replied, "First of all, he will be scared away by the husband who returns home, which means that he doesn't understand the family's work and rest time at all. This is different from our unknown suspect."

"Also, he's wearing a ski mask." Al continued, "Obviously this is not the same as our unknown suspect, and we have found him."

"According to the older the victim, the younger the offender, the attacker this time should be a black male in his 20s."

Sheriff Griffith raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, sir."

Lance crouched in his flak jacket, thinking about dinner tonight.

"Are you nervous?" Rhett asked.

"No." Lance shook his head, "It's not that I was arrested."

Morgan: "..."

"Be careful later."* smoothed things over, "Protect yourself."

Lance nodded, "Actually, I can turn over a team by myself."