[Comprehensive] IQ knocks on the door

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Title: [Comprehensive] IQ Knocks on the Door

Author: wind and rain

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Augustine Jones, who majored in chemistry and minored in sociology, gave up the two doctoral degree certificates he had already obtained.

Fleeing into the embrace of criminal psychology, he vowed to learn behavioral science, read micro-expressions well, and fight wits and courage with criminals across the United States.

In this regard, Lee said: You actually just want to study yourself.

-[Scum dad and stepmother: Since you are a part of our family, you must contribute to the family. ]

-[Augustine: Yes, the family is not peaceful recently.Do you need me to bring the two elder brothers back to ** for questioning? ]

-[Suitor A: Augustine, I like you, please date me. ]

Augustine hands over a penny.

-[Pursuant A: Excuse me, what does this mean. ]

-[Augustine: I'm sorry, you don't have much face value. ]

-[Spencer: Aust, I need your help with something]

-[Augustine: Sure, dear Spencer, what do you want me to do? ]

-[Augustine's relatives and friends: Augustine Jones, you bastard who cares about your relatives and friends! ]

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☆, wedge

wedge

Another case ended, and Reid returned home to face the deserted room at home. Obviously, he had long been used to the atmosphere at home.Putting down the satchel, took some clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.The last case brought him too many bad memories, he needs to calm down.

The warm water washed over his body, which was very comfortable and calmed down the restless emotions he had been feeling all day.He felt that he could recall the previous case rationally.

The case happened in a middle school.Four students died in a row in that middle school, and the bodies of these students all showed signs of abuse such as being whipped with a leather whip.The deceased were male and female, and what they all had in common was that they were all influential figures in the school, and some of them even had some 'friends' in society.

Because the four deceased were friends with each other and there were traces of abuse on their bodies, the Washington police initially defined the nature of the case as a vendetta.If Elle hadn't happened to return to Washington to visit friends, I don't know how many more victims would have been.

Elle has a good middle school best friend in the Washington Police Department.In addition, Elle is an FBI agent who specializes in child abuse and female mutilation cases, so her best friend accidentally talked about this case while drinking coffee with her. Elle found a clue in her best friend's words. Based on her years of working experience in BAU, Elle intuitively believed that there was something hidden behind this incident, and it was definitely not a simple revenge case.So she called Hotchner in an inquiring manner to ask him if he would make a move.

Just at this time, when J`J was selecting the case, he saw the help file of the Washington police.So the BAU team collectively dispatched to Washington.

After a series of investigations, the case came to light, and it was indeed a serial murder case.The criminal was a middle-aged chemistry teacher in a middle school.When he was young, he was psychologically shadowed by school violence, and he still needs to receive regular psychological counseling to this day.

The fuse of the incident was also a school violence incident.The four victims once played tricks on a boy from a lower grade, and the boy was overwhelmed and committed suicide to end his short life.However, these four people did not repent, and even spread this incident as a joke after dinner, which obviously aroused the sadistic desire of this teacher.So he turned into a campus police officer, determined to eradicate the "evil forces" on campus.

When he was arrested by the police again, he was attacking another school bully.There is no doubt that BAU saved the victim.The chemistry teacher was still unrepentant when he was arrested.By the time the BAU team left, the suspect's attorney appeared to be trying to use his psychiatric history as a defense. Reid felt there was a good chance his sentence would be commuted.

Of course, what upset Reid wasn't that the suspect wasn't getting what he deserved.It was the unbearable memories of childhood brought up by this case.

Reid turned off the water heater, wrapped himself in a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.He wiped his hair with a bath towel.

Reid does not have entertainment facilities such as computers in his life. His daily pastime is to read various academic articles.He doesn't think it's enough to read five books a week.Fortunately, his IQ of 187 can support his little persistence.

But today, just-published academic books lose their appeal. Reid just glanced at the place where he had marked before going out to study when he came back, and put down the book.He looked at the cover of the book in silence for a long time, and finally left his desk.

Reid went back to his room and threw himself into the bed.He buried his face deep in the pillow.Trying to hide the irritability in his mind with a sense of suffocation.But this is obviously useless.This move will only add to his fatigue in vain.

At this moment his phone started vibrating. It was rare for Reid to wish this was yet another emergency call-out to drain the energy he'd been spending on daydreaming, but obviously, he was disappointed.

An unfamiliar phone number jumped on the screen.

Reid recalled for a moment that he didn't think he had the phone number stored in his mind.He thought maybe it was a sales call.

In the past, Reid would pick up the phone out of politeness and listen to the other party talking about his product.Then kindly point out the irrationality in the sales words he said so that the other party can improve.Although generally this kind of behavior will only be regarded as a kind of humiliation by the other party, and then it will be exchanged for scolding or heavy hanging up. Reid said that he didn't know where he was wrong at all, but even if his good intentions were exchanged for bad words, Reid still enjoyed it.But today Reid is clearly out of the mood.

He muttered, "Sorry, I don't have time today."

But if the other party is really a salesman, he will only feel lucky.

The phone is still vibrating persistently. Reid wanted to turn it off, but because of the 24-hour standby feature of BAU, he had to give up this tempting idea.

He freed himself from the pillow and picked up the phone.The voice was more impatient than before.But with Reid's gentle personality, this impatience is not obvious.

Loud heavy metal music came from the ear, which was out of tune with Reid's environment.He looked at the phone number suspiciously, and said again strangely: "Hallo?"

The other party finally came to his senses. It was a sweet woman's voice, which seemed a bit artificial because it was too sweet: "Hi, Spencer Reid. I mean, are you Spencer Reid?"

"Yes, it's me." Since you are someone you know, you must maintain the most basic courtesy, which is Reid's attitude in life.

"Good!" The woman said excitedly, and the surrounding music became quieter, and she seemed to have walked to a relatively quiet place. Reid applauds her for this move, at least she saved his ear.

"Spencer can I call you that?"

Hearing what she said, Reid frowned reflexively. He was not used to being called by his name, and the person was someone he didn't know, so Reid said, "Dr. Reid, please."

"OK, ok." I don't know if it was his illusion, but the woman's voice seemed a little less enthusiastic. She said, "I'm Belen Miller, do you remember me? We went to middle school together."

Remember, how could you not remember.Not to mention that Reid's memory is amazing, just say that this person is the girl who wrote him ambiguous notes and made him humiliated severely in front of everyone, how could Reid not remember her!

Reid's Adam's apple rolled up and down inadvertently, and he almost growled, how dare she, how dare she still talk to him casually as a classmate after humiliating him so much!

But in the end Reid still didn't say that.He was silent for a while, and said dryly under the repeated reminders from the other party: "yeah, yeah, I remember, what's the matter?"

The woman seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, her voice was a little light: "Yes, we are planning to hold a class reunion, will you come?"

At that moment Reid wanted to say no, he didn't think there was any classmate friendship between him and them.But before he could speak, the woman said first: "We ordered the buffet at the Lagoon Lake Hotel in Las Vegas. The food there is simply amazing. Come on, our classmates haven't seen each other for a long time. You won't be so disappointed yes?"

I can. Reid thought, but he said, "What time?"

The woman was very happy when she heard it: "This Saturday at five o'clock in the afternoon, we will go to the bar to have a carnival after eating. Waiting for you, spen, I mean Dr. Reid." After finishing speaking, the woman hung up the phone.

Reid stared at the busy phone like he was staring at some horrific beast.In the end, he thought, forget it, and then just say that there is a job and turn it down.

Thinking of Reid recklessly turning off the phone and throwing it aside.Whatever the hell he's on standby. Reid thought.

Dazed, Reid fell asleep.He had a long dream.

In the dream, he went back to the day before, and he followed Morgan into the door that was kicked open to arrest the chemistry teacher.However, when the scene changed, everyone around him disappeared.He was left to watch the man abuse the victim.

Reid yelled and even fired a few shots as a warning, but with his rare and accurate marksmanship, all the bullets he fired passed through the suspect's body.

The suspect smiled at him, and he asked him: "Do you want to do it too, do you want revenge?"

Reid wasn't tempted by him, but just yelled, "Let him go!"

Unexpectedly, the suspect graciously released the hands that bound the victim.

At this time, the victim who was originally pale-faced suddenly sat up and smiled at him, Reid felt eerie.The scene changed suddenly.He's no longer an FBI agent, he's 12 back. Reid was put on a blindfold, and there was an uneasy darkness in front of his eyes. Many people pressed his struggling body and stripped him of his clothes.

Reid couldn't see, he only heard the laughter around him, men and women, all kinds of malicious ridicule. Reid struggled to remove the blindfold, and he saw the victim he had saved standing in the crowd, laughing at him.

When he was young, he curled up and tried to cover it, but it was obviously useless.They pointed at his scrawny frame and slandered him with abusive language that was used as a fig leaf for jokes.At this time, the teacher who heard the news also became hideous. He joined them and laughed at the helpless little Reid.

At this moment, a gun suddenly appeared in his hand, and he couldn't bear it any longer. Reid fired the gun, and the bullet hit the head of Belen Miller who had coaxed him to come. She looked at him with big blood red eyes and laughed.

At this time, Belen Miller changed his appearance and became the appearance of the suspect. He said to him: "We are the same."

Reid woke up suddenly, staring at the ceiling with his eyes wide open.

It was just a dream, Reid breathed a sigh of relief. Reid stared at the snow-white ceiling for a while, and when he calmed down, he turned his head and found that his pillow seemed to be soaked with his cold sweat.

Reid took the phone and turned it on, it was six o'clock in the morning.He opened the missed call list, and the first one was JJ.

Reid thought he missed the emergency call, and was a little nervous, but fortunately, he saw the text message from J`J: "Are you okay? You were in a bad mood yesterday."

Reid smiled lightly. He wanted to reply to the text message but was afraid of disturbing J`J's sweet dreams, so he decided to thank J`J when he was at work.

The priority now is to get the soggy sheets and bedding clean.

At this time J`J made a phone call. Reid picked it up and wanted to thank him, but he heard J`J say in a solemn tone: "There is a new case."

Reid hurriedly got up to take a shower, and before leaving, he glanced at his messy bed and lamented in his heart: I have to come back to deal with it again, and hope it won't become a stubborn stain.

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☆、Bone digger 1

bone digger 1

United States, Las Vegas.An ordinary dilapidated building that doesn't match the flashy and luxurious atmosphere of the casino.

A man went upstairs with a bag of beer in his hand. At this time, two teenagers who were frolicking walked down from the upstairs.The boy walking behind pushed the front door to signal him to look up, the boy smiled and turned to look at the man, and the two stopped.

"Hi, man, how are you doing today?" The handsome young man asked with concern.Before the man could answer, the boy who came with him hung his eyes and imitated the man's depravity: "Oh, what else can I do. I want to thank my boss for not firing me because of my incompetence, otherwise I would have to go to the streets Begging for a living." After speaking, the boy covered his belly and laughed loudly: "This is so interesting, isn't it. Man?"

The man was teased by two teenagers whose combined age was not as old as his, but instead of scolding, he raised his eyes and stared at the two menacingly.The boy behind stopped laughing, and he pushed the partner in front to signal him not to go too far.

"What?" The boy in front shook his shoulders: "Comeon, Tom. Don't be afraid of him. My mother said he is a coward. At this age, there is no girl who likes him. I rely on this thousand yuan salary every day to be cautious. If it wasn’t for my mother’s kindness to rent the house to him, he would have been living on the street. Haha!”

The man walked around the two of them silently and walked up. Before he had passed the corner of the stairs, he heard the boy laughing and saying, "See, Tom. This is a coward. No matter what day he dies, he won't die." Poor thing someone will find out!"

The man clenched the bag tightly in his hand, but the bag made a slight noise, so slight, as if he was a humble existence.

The man unlocked the door and entered the house with a beer.Without turning on the light, he directly picked up the TV remote control placed on the shoe rack in the entrance.The faint fluorescent light illuminates the mess in this room, adding a touch of eerieness.

The man walked to the sofa with a beer in the dim light, and threw himself into the sofa.He took out a can of beer and was about to drink it when the television distracted him.

CNN: "...a series of femicides in Las Vegas three years ago have been closed, and the suspect in the case, Augustine Jones, was sentenced to life by the state Supreme Court. I have to say that this news shocked many people. Dissatisfied. The family members of the victim have appealed many times, but..." The man saw the news, and a sick smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He put down the beer in his hand, turned the TV to mute, took out the computer beside him, and typed in Google " Bonedigger" and press Enter.A recent interview with Augustine Jones popped up on the webpage.

The man clicked on the video. In the video, Augustine was wearing a prison uniform and sitting in the simple reception room. His face was full of sarcasm. He sat on the chair in the reception room with a natural and elegant attitude, just like sitting on a throne. Same, he looked at the camera proudly like a winner.If it weren't for the surrounding environment, others would almost think that this is an interview with a celebrity or a rich man.

Reporter: "Mr. Jones, I heard that you gave up appealing again. Does this mean that you have pleaded guilty?"

Augustine smiled. He looked at the reporter who asked the question and said, "Oh, I'm just desperate for the judiciary."

Reporter: "You still insist that you are innocent?"

"Well." Augustine put down her crossed feet and stood up: "If your interview is to repeat some questions that others have asked hundreds of times, then I suggest you watch the previous interview video, where I already know I briefly stated my answer." He sneered: "But I doubt if you can fully understand the meaning of what I said with your IQ, otherwise you would not be so persistent in applying to the government to see me. Ms. .white. Know that my time is precious and cannot be wasted on you.”

The reporter looked angry: "I'm sorry, I think I need to remind you that my last name is Blake."

Augustine paused, then smiled again.He waved his hand insincerely: "I'm sorry, Ms. Blake. Nice to meet you. Goodbye." After speaking, Augustine left the reception room.

Under this short 3-minute video, there were thousands of replies.

On the above, there are some words such as "so handsome, so powerful, I like him so much." "This kind of scum deserves to die, and he is only willing to admit his crime now." "I really want to ask him for his autograph." and so on.

The man glanced through it quickly, and suddenly the mouse stopped on a certain layer: "Such a person is really hard to forget. Whether it is his personality or the nightmare he brought to Las Vegas. The names of Augustine and the victims I’m afraid it will be etched in our hearts forever.”

Next floor: "Indeed, the serial murders committed by 'Bone Digger' are also rare in the history of American crimes, and can almost be ranked alongside the top killers in history. His file will be permanently sealed in the Criminal Records Division. His crimes will be passed down by countless novelists and screenwriters in the future. I am afraid that his name will still be familiar to our descendants. This can be regarded as an honor for him."

"Yeah Jack the Ripper counterpart 'Augustin the Bonedigger' or something, damn it's got such a long name!"

……

The man's eyes stared at the word 'glory', as if staring at some treasure.Suddenly, he swept everything on the table to the ground.The beer spilled onto the computer keyboard, and the man had no time to care about it.At this time, his face was flushed, and his veins burst out: "Liar, that is a liar, a robber, all glory is mine, belongs to me!!!"

***

Quantico, United States Federal Headquarters.

Spencer. Reid walked into the office while quickly browsing through the documents in his hand.

"Hi, Reid." The beauty Elle greeted Reid with a cup of coffee: "What did you do when jj sent you a message?"

"Hi, Elle. Oh, I was studying Newton's "Mathematical Theory of Natural Philosophy"." Reid blinked, subconsciously concealing the nightmare of last night: "I remember j.j promised that I would have a You can rest in a quiet night. What's wrong?"

Elle didn't notice, and she held her forehead helplessly: "Hotchner took your report and asked you to go back earlier so that you can have a good rest, not to study these, um, well, hell. And I remember "Nature You should have read Philosophy and Mathematics Theory."

"Indeed, but what the professor said in the last case is worth thinking about, so I went back and read it again."

Elle's tone was quite weak: "Only you care about what that nagging person said. Seriously, dear Reid, if you don't rest, your dark circles will spread all over your face. Then you really You can compare with man to see who is darker."

"Dark circles are caused by frequent staying up late, emotional instability, etc., resulting in slow venous blood flow, insufficient oxygen supply to red blood cells in the eye skin, and excessive accumulation of carbon dioxide and metabolic waste in the venous blood vessels, resulting in chronic hypoxia. It is darker and forms retention and eye pigmentation. So it will not spread to the entire face." Reid said seriously, watching Elle's expression getting more and more helpless, suddenly realized that he seemed to have talked too much, so To make amends, he said: "Elle, you have been very emotionally unstable recently, and our working hours are not fixed, you have to take good care of yourself. Otherwise, your dark circles may be worse than mine."

"Huh?" Elle didn't know why.

Reid explained: "I mean your period..."

"Shutup!" Elle was extremely embarrassed, and she raised her voice a little annoyed.

"Woo." Realizing that he seemed to have screwed up, Reid lowered his head, looking rather pitiful.

At this moment, Morgan passed by and couldn't help asking: "Hi, prettyboy, why did you make our beautiful Elle angry?"

Reid wanted to answer, but when he met Elle's cannibalistic gaze, he shut his mouth with rare sense of humor.

At this moment, J.J happened to be passing by. She saw a few people saying hello, and then raised her hand and waved the file in her hand: "New case."

Listening to the standing people put away their faces, they followed jj into the meeting room with serious expressions.

“We received a call from the Las Vegas police 10 minutes ago. This morning, the three women were found in trash cans outside three different bars and were identified as having died within a day of each other. "Jj pressed the commander while speaking, and the photos of the corpses of the three women were displayed neatly on the big screen after being played one by one. frown.

Reid couldn't help but shuddered when he heard the five words Las Vegas, and lamented that he couldn't escape.

"Three people are murdered on the same night, which is very rare. Generally, serial killers kill to satisfy their desires, so most serial killers will only have one victim at a time, so that it can be more exciting. They concentrate on enjoying the fun of killing and releasing their desires." Elle said with a frown, not noticing the abnormal state of Reid beside her.

Gideon looked at the pictures with his hands crossed and said, "The places where the bodies were dumped are all in crowded places. It seems that our suspect wants to be taken seriously."

"And looking at the death of these people, there are too many wounds on the body and rough, it looks more like venting anger. But why did he remove the victim's joints?" Morgan frowned as he flipped through the forensic report: "Could it be Did he know the victims?" Morgan quickly rejected this possibility: "No, no, the life circles of the three people have no intersection at all, and it doesn't seem that the crimes were committed by people who had enemies with them at the same time."

Reid has been recalling something since just now, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said quickly: "Removing the victim's joints reminds me of a serial murder that happened in Las Vegas last year, the suspect His name was Augustine Jones. There were as many as 24 victims in that case. He committed the crime very cunningly, and if he hadn't been caught by the police on the spot, he might have fled for a long time.

Augustine Jones not only removed the victim's joints but also brutally dug out the victim's cartilage tissue, and all of this happened while the victim was alive. "

"I remember this case." Elle's face was full of disgust. She hated serial killers who targeted women and children with cruel means: "This case did not go through our hands. I broke it myself. The news station was broadcasting for several days at that time. I recently heard that the suspect just dropped his last appeal."

"Maybe this is the source of stimulation for the suspect this time. In any case, the murderer will commit crimes again. Let's go to Las Vegas first." Hotchner made a final decision.

The author has something to say: The scum that continues to float around at grandma’s house, does anyone leave a message for the scum’s new article? QAQ

☆、Bone digger 2

bone digger 2

In the prison, Augustine eats breakfast at a table alone, and the people around him seem to be afraid of him and stay away.Even a few burly prisoners didn't seem to want to have much to do with him.

Augustine flipped through today's newspaper, and suddenly stopped.He looked at the title with a big header and smiled slightly.

"Hi, Aust, what are you looking at?" A cheerful handsome guy came over and put down the dinner plate, he glanced at the header, and whistled frivolously: "Cool, the reappearance of 'Bone Digger' is the reappearance of the nightmare It's the end of an era. You're famous! There's no one in the entire prison who's more famous than you."

Augustine smiled confidently: "Lee, I'm going out soon."

Lee lowered his voice and said, "That's the best. I can get out of prison after you go out. I'm so bored these days. I don't know what the boss likes about you, so he sent me in to accompany you. "

Augustine shrugged, looking innocent: "Of course I'm important, I can help him make a lot of money."

"Well, I know, ethology, right? Sometimes you really feel like a magic stick." Lee took a bite of the rice, with a disgusted expression on his face: "Well, it's so bad. No matter how many meals I eat, I'm still not used to it .I hope you move quickly." After speaking, he got up and wanted to send the basically untouched food to the recycling place.

Lee took two steps and turned around, handing Augustine a postcard: "Almost forgot, this is what you asked me to find for you. Seriously, can you stop showing me those 'your' admirers We wrote you a letter! The courtship sentences written by those little girls are so sweet that I can’t even eat.”

"I thought you would dislike those threatening letters even more." Augustine reached out to take the postcard. He looked at the skeleton on the postcard and said casually, "Besides, didn't you complain about the food here? I happened to help you .”

"You are right." Lee complained casually, and walked away with dancing steps.

Augustine carefully looked at the eerie skeleton, and suddenly smiled at the postcard. He turned to the back and looked at the messy and angry red font.

"Liar! Robber! Die!"

Augustine casually threw the postcard on the newspaper, just covering the photo of herself in the newspaper.

"Bonedigger, I have been looking for you for a long time, and I finally found you."

****

On the plane, J.J flipped through the report and rubbed his forehead with some sleepiness. Seeing this, Reid asked with concern: "J`J, are you okay? You look very listless."

J`J rubbed her head and said, "It's nothing serious." She pointed to the report and asked, "Reid, do you think the suspect in this case is imitating the bone digger case that was solved a year ago?"

Reid looked at the information of the suspect in the bone digger case and said: "Actually, I am also very puzzled. Judging from the condition of the corpse in the bone digger case, the suspect should be a person with low self-esteem and cowardice. The description of Augustine Jones is all Publicity and cheerfulness. This is different from the conclusion of the profile. To be honest, I think the suspect this time is more in line with my profile, he is not like a copycat who crazily worships Augustine Jones, but an angry avenger."

"But this time the suspect didn't dig out the victim's cartilage tissue, did he?" J`J looked at the autopsy and suddenly asked, "Why do you think the suspect is a cowardly person?"

Reid pointed to the eyes of the corpse in several pictures: "There are bruises here, and it can be seen that the victim was blindfolded when he was alive. Usually the suspect blindfolded the victim as a sign of their shame, and they confessed." A crime I committed myself. But in this case, you can see that the bruises are very colored." Reid circled the picture several times: "It seems that the suspect was emotional when he was wearing these eye cloths, not so much It is more sadism than confession. Sadism to the eyes is usually an expression of inferiority, they hate the eyes of the world looking at them, and feel that these eyes are full of contempt and ridicule for them."

"Are you saying that the case of the bone digger is likely to be an unjust case?" Elle frowned. "That's why Augustine Jones refused to plead guilty to multiple appeals?"

"But this time the case does differ from the details of previous bonedigger cases," Morgan said.

Reid pointed to a page excitedly as if he had found some new evidence and read: "Look, the police found the watch of the tenth victim in Augustine Jones' home, which became the decisive evidence for Augustine Jones' conviction. This is No, very wrong! Bone diggers have a crazy fascination with the cartilage tissue of their victims, but no cartilage tissue from any of the victims was found in Augustine Jones' home. Instead, there was only a watch. If Augustine Jones was a suspect, he would How can collecting loot find only one watch? And there is only one, which is not in line with the suspect's code of conduct."

Morgan said: "So it seems that this case is really suspicious. The first case happened three years ago, let me look, and Augustine Jones was at, wow, Caltech, cool. But in California. State, it’s quite far from Nevada. Kill someone and run so far..." He picked up his phone while talking: "Hi, babygirl, I..."

"Welcome to call Candy Queen's Universal Magic House. Oh, my chocolate sweetheart, do you know how much your Candy Queen misses you~ Really, you haven't said hello to me before you go out today~ Sure enough, you have a new love, Forgot the old man? I'm so sad~"

Morgan smiled happily: "Babygirl, I'm using the speakerphone."

Gedion said maliciously: "Garcia, I want you to check for me how often Augustine Jones went to Las Vegas three years ago."

Garcia suddenly heard Gedion's voice, so she couldn't help but pause, and when she spoke again, her tone was a little flustered: "Okay, sir. Right now. Well, ok! Augustine Jones' home is in Las Vegas, but he seems Don't go back often. Oh, his father is leo Jones. Recently, he is fighting for governor of Nevada with Jake Smith. But it seems that his situation is not optimistic, and politicians are attacking Augustine Jones.