[Comprehensive] IQ knocks on the door

he. Augustine Jones is also a bit pitiful, the day he was arrested again, Leo Jones broke away from his father-son relationship with him..." Garcia's gossip soul was burning.

Hotchner cut her off: "Frequency, Garcia."

Garcia seemed to be splashed with cold water: "Oh, yes, the frequency. Well, he doesn't seem to like to go back, and all I can find here is his travel records to Nevada during the winter and summer vacations, and the time is very short. He left shortly."

"That's unusual, if that's how he didn't have time to do the crime." Reid frowned.

Elle quickly flipped through the report: "Wow, the explanation given by the Las Vegas police is that Augustine Jones dumped the body in a different place. After all, the victims were all travelers."

Morgan put down the phone and said, "Would it be too far-fetched to decide the case like this? There is no doubt, Augustine Jones should be acquitted in the verdict, why was he sentenced to life imprisonment instead? Life imprisonment is really a shame." A verdict that doesn't go up or down doesn't fit any kind of conclusion."

Gedion said: "It's not surprising. Jake Smith and the director of Las Vegas are alumni of the same period. He needs a reason to attack his opponent, so after having basic evidence, Las Vegas decided on Augustine Jones. And after the accident, Leo Jones cut off the father-son relationship with Augustine Jones immediately. Augustine Jones can be described as isolated and helpless. But this year, the Las Vegas police department has changed people, and the new one is I really wanted to catch my ex’s mistakes and give myself a leg up, so I invited us over to assist in the investigation.”

When Elle heard that Augustine Jones might be wronged, her voice became less repulsive when she mentioned his name: "Didn't he become cannon fodder? How could Leo Jones be so cruel?"

Garcia couldn't wait to interject: "It's not surprising. Leo Jones' first wife was the heiress of the Brown Empire. Later, a shocking scandal broke out in the Brown Empire, and the momentum plummeted. At this time, Leo Jones immediately married the first wife. The wife divorced and took a first-line star as his wife. The first-line star turned out to be his lover. When they got married, their child Augustine was five years old. But this marriage did not last long, and the Brown family recovered later. Leo Jones He divorced a first-line star again, and welcomed his first lady back with great fanfare. In this short marriage, the only person who benefited was the star, and the cost of breaking up is jaw-droppingly high. Oh, maybe There is little Austin, whose mother did not take him when she left, and he was converted from an illegitimate child to a legal heir. I see, Jones and Mrs. Brown have two sons and a daughter. No wonder Leo Jones despised this illegitimate child."

There was sympathy in Elle's eyes: "It seems that Jones had a difficult childhood."

Morgan was about to answer, when he saw Hotchner's face in a blink of an eye, he shuddered and said, "Hang up, babygirl."

"Huh? Wait, chocolate sweetheart..."

Morgan hung up the phone quickly and saved Elle's life before Hotchner could say, "You can discuss it with Garcia when you get back."

Elle consciously stopped exploring gossip.

Hotchner glanced at Morgan and said nothing about his petty gesture. He said, "Elle, you go talk to the victim's family. J`J, Morgan, you go to the mortuary, Reid, you go to the autopsy room, Gideon, you Come with me to the prison and talk to Augustine Jones. There may be something hidden in this case, so we have to be extra careful."

"Is good."

The author has something to say: Let the scumbag popularize the science first. When I asked the scumbag’s elder sister to help review the article, the elder sister expressed that she didn’t understand why life imprisonment is a sentence that can’t be up or down. It seems very serious~

It is true that most of the more serious crimes in the United States do not carry out the death penalty but are sentenced to hundreds of years in prison, but most states in the United States have not abolished the death penalty, such as Nevada, where Las Vegas is located.

Generally, serial murderers with serious circumstances will be sentenced to death, unless the murderer has an undiscovered victim's body in his hands, and as a threat, the death penalty can be converted into life imprisonment (criminal psychology has mentioned)

However, the evidence in Augustine's case was not convincing. He was supposed to be innocent, but he was sentenced to life imprisonment in the end.

In short, the information on the death penalty comes from Baidu. If you have a real understanding, you can discuss it with me~

☆、Bone digger 3

bone digger 3

After getting off the plane, BAU agents rushed to the local police station without stopping.

Nevada Sheriff John and Hotchner said hello.Expressed his strong gratitude for their presence.

Hotchner introduced the members of the BAU and went straight to the point: "I need to meet with Mr. Jones."

As expected, the meeting was not hindered by the Nevada State Police, on the contrary, they had already arranged a time.

Sheriff John agreed without hesitation, but he said: "But there is one person who will go with you."

Hotchner had some surprises: "I thought the meeting between us and Mr. Jones needed to be kept secret."

John nodded, with a slightly embarrassed expression: "Dr. Lightman has helped us solve many cases. And he has some relationship with Augustine Jones. I think it may be more beneficial for you to have his help."

"Dr. Lightman? Is that Dr. Cal Lightman? The world's top polygraph expert? The one who can find the truth from facial expressions, unconscious body language, voice and words?" Reid was obviously a little excited. He asked three questions with the same answer on his face, his tone was sharp and his eyes lit up: "I have read several of his books, and I have to say that his research on micro-expression is unmatched. His book has inspired me a lot, I wonder if I have the honor to meet him." Reid suddenly reacted, he glanced at Hotchner, and added: "I mean after the case is over."

Sheriff John smiled proudly, and he also felt radiant when he praised the help he had found.Inadvertently, the chief's tone became more enthusiastic: "Of course, I mean you can ask him yourself, I think he will agree."

Hotchner nodded, and he said, "Sheriff, I'll go with you to meet that Mr. Dr. Lightman first."

The rest of the team members left in four directions according to the previously arranged tasks. Reid's eyes light up with excitement, and he can't wait to get the case over so he can discuss microexpressions with one of his idols.This rare good news slightly dispelled the haze brought by the nightmare, and Reid only felt that there was sunshine now.Las Vegas is looking a little cuter.

It would be nice to ignore what happened next.

A policeman walked towards him with a heavily made-up woman. She looked at Reid suspiciously, and asked tentatively, "Spencer Reid?"

"It's me, are you?" Reid struggled to recognize who was greeting him from the makeup-covered face.

The woman seemed a little excited: "I'm Belen, Belen Miller, I just talked to you on the phone last night!"

God, how can this guy linger! Reid wailed, and his mood, which had finally gotten better, turned worse.Out of politeness, he still asked, "It's you, why are you here?"

At this moment, the police who escorted her spoke up, and he looked at the two suspiciously: "Her boyfriend gathered a crowd to make trouble last night, so I brought her here to make a statement. Do you know each other?"

Belen couldn't wait to say: "Of course we know each other! Spencer, please tell me! Michael didn't make trouble on purpose! It was that bastard Jack who provoked it!"

Reid knew that he was in trouble. Facing the requests of his middle school classmates and classmates who bullied him, Reid did not have the idea of ​​repaying grievances with virtue. He said: "I can't do anything, I am not a police officer in Las Vegas. I am now See you later." Reid immediately turned around and ignored Belen Miller's call and left here.

As he walked, he thought, this time she won't let him attend the class reunion again.

*****

Hotchner saw the doctor through the glass of the reception room. He closed his eyes and looked a little tired.

The instant Hotchner pushed the door open, Lightman opened his eyes.After shaking hands with each other, they both sat down.

He got straight to the point: "Dr. Lightman, you proposed to meet Mr. Jones with me, can I ask the reason?"

Lightman glanced at Hotchner's expression, seeing that he didn't look repulsive or aloof as an FBI, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. He hated communicating with bureaucrats too much. Fortunately, he was lucky today.

Lightman said: "I gave a lecture at Caltech, and I met Augustine there. The young man was a chemistry major, but I could see that he had a talent for microexpressions. It's rare. I have only seen two people with this talent in so many years. You know, my company lacks employees with this talent, so I made an invitation to him. To my surprise, he said yes almost without thinking. Over the next few years we There are correspondences, and I can be regarded as half of his mentor. Originally, he promised me to come to work with me as soon as he graduated, but he didn't want this kind of thing to happen." Lightman paused, he frowned and said: "I Didn't believe Aust would do something like this, but there was nothing I could do before. Fortunately, I think I can do something now."

"I understand how you feel, but meeting with a suspect is serious business. I need to know what you can do to solve our case," Hotchner said.

"I can tell for you what Aust said is true," Lightman said.

Hotchner pondered for a moment and said, "I hope your judgment will not be clouded by your feelings."

Lightman heard the strings and knew the elegance: "Of course, a happy cooperation."

"Pleasant to work with."

*******

On the other side, Reid pushed open the door of the autopsy room. When the coroner raised his head to see him, he was stunned for a moment, and said, "Young man, are you a new police officer? This is not where you should be."

"I'm an agent from the BAU and I'm looking at the victim's body," Reid said.

"Wow, you are so young." The old forensic doctor exclaimed in a low voice, "Come with me."

Apparently he had gotten the news a long time ago.The bodies of all three victims were placed on the autopsy table, apparently having been cleaned.The old forensic doctor was a little worried that the young man would vomit, but Reid's performance was obviously beyond his expectations.

After putting on the rubber gloves, Reid gently moved the head of the deceased: "Sure enough, the eyes of these deceased were also bound violently." Reid asked, "Do these three deceased have anything in common?"

The old forensic doctor shrugged: "I think I should have written these in the report."

Reid didn't hear the contempt in the old forensic doctor's tone, he looked at the corpse and nodded: "Yes, the eyes are bruised, and the joints of the whole body were removed when they were alive, I mean other than that? What if For the suspect to identify himself, there must be some clue left behind, some decisive evidence linking him to the 'Bonedigger'."

"According to what you mean, the arrest of 'Bone Digger' a year ago was wronged?" The old forensic doctor exclaimed, "This is a shocking scandal in the police department."

"Maybe, after all, the victim in this case, the cartilage tissue wasn't removed," Reid said, observing the wound.

"Maybe." The old forensic doctor heard that Reid didn't want to reveal more and didn't ask further.

At the age of the old forensic doctor, what else has he not seen?No matter how dirty things are, as a forensic doctor, he has long been accustomed to them.So he didn't pay too much attention to what Reid said, but picked up the three autopsy reports beside him: "The same thing, I think. Oh, their last meal seems to be rice balls. I thought it was theirs It's a personal hobby, so I didn't write it in the report."

"Rice balls, rice balls..." Reid muttered in ecstasy, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Where are those rice balls?"

The old forensic doctor said, "I'll look for it."

Hearing this, Reid was taken aback. He almost thought that the old forensic doctor was going to disembowel the corpses in front of him to find evidence.

Fortunately, the old forensic doctor is a professional. He found three bags from the unimportant evidence bags on the side and put them on the table to greet Reid: "Come here, young man."

Reid walked over and looked at the 'rice balls' that were corroded by stomach acid and fused with other food residues, and felt that his stomach acid was about to surge up.Fortunately, just think. The 'rice balls' are completely different from those sold in the market.It was small, more like a meatball than a rice ball. The 'onigiri' also held their shape well which is unusual.You must know that even if it is a ball, it must be chewed by the human mouth before being swallowed.In its current shape, it looked more like someone had forced it into the victim's stomach.

Reid recounted his discovery with a livid face.

If the old forensic doctor realized something, he opened the bag without saying a word, took out a disgusting rice ball under Reid's shocked gaze, and broke it open.Sure enough, a note and a piece of cartilage tissue were wrapped inside.

"Liar" was written on the note, forcefully penetrating the back of the paper, as if the person who wrote it was in a state of extreme anger.

Reid suppressed the discomfort and said: "This organization may be lost by the victims in the previous 'Bone Digger' case."

The old forensic doctor looked solemn: "Although the victim's body was buried before, but because the case was just closed, the victim's DNA data has not had time to be transferred to the archives. It is relatively easy to get it. Let's wait for the results. Alright, I'll give you the information."

Reid nodded, thanked him and prepared to leave.

At this time, the old forensic doctor said with a smile: "Young man, I think you are very talented, do you want to consider coming over and hanging out with me?"

Reid shook his head again and again, couldn't help quickening his pace, and left the autopsy room.

Walking outside, Reid breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his mobile phone and called Hotchner to report the matter.

On the other side, after Hotchner hung up the phone, he said to Lightman in the passenger seat: "New evidence has been found, Mr. Jones is probably wronged."

Lightman let out a sigh of relief. He had been worried that his feelings were wrong. After all, Augustine could be regarded as a student or something.No matter how unwilling you are, no matter how restrained you are, your judgment will be affected by your feelings.What's more, he has never confessed to Hotchner that Augustine Jones is the most talented profiler he has ever seen. His talent is not only reflected in his recognition ability, but also in his restraint ability. Even Lightman It is also difficult for me to guarantee that what I see is the most real psychological activity of Augustine.

However, now that new evidence has been found, Lightman is much more relaxed. He has a hunch that his student will be cleared of the charges this time, but he doesn't know how much shock this case will bring to Las Vegas.

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☆、Bone digger 4

bone digger 4

Augustine had long expected that the FBI would join this case, after all, this case involves many things.But he never expected to meet his mentor, Dr. Lightman, at the same time. Since he entered the prison, people around him have been avoiding him, for fear of getting his notoriety.So Augustine was very moved by Lightman's arrival.

Facing Hotchner, Augustine did not show a haughty attitude towards the lady reporter, on the contrary she was very gentle and polite.He shook hands with Hotchner in a natural manner and introduced each other.Then smiled at Lightman: "Teacher, I am very happy to meet you."

Lightman tilted his head slightly, and scanned Augustine's face and body with scrutiny. Then he crossed his right hand with his left hand, and tapped his lips with his right index finger: "You don't seem to be surprised by the arrival of FBI agents."

"Yes teacher." Augustine replied very calmly: "But I am surprised that you will come here to see me."

"Indeed." Lightman pulled the chair over, not paying attention to the noise made by the friction between the chair and the ground: "But I'm curious, why did you know the FBI would come looking for you?"

Augustine blinked: "Of course, I read the newspaper, and the bone diggers have committed another crime. Of course they will come to me for questioning."

Lightman suddenly said to Augustine: "You are my student, so you naturally know what I am capable of. It is best not to lie to me or hide something from me. You blinked, and when someone conceals something in their words, you will Subconsciously blink. Austin, I remember I taught you."

Augustine was stunned, and chuckled: "Indeed." As he spoke, he took out a postcard from his sleeve and handed it to Hotchner who had been silent all this time: "I think this might be helpful to you."

Hotchner took the postcard and glanced at the messy handwriting on it: "I thought that many people would send threatening letters because of your crime."

Augustine said: "Of course, but more of them are courtship letters. Well, that's not the point. Since I was in prison, I have received nearly [-] letters, among which there are many threatening letters, but none of them will call me Liar, robber. They'll just call me a murderer," said Augustine with a mocking smile.

This expression doesn't need to be interpreted by Lightman, Hotchner can also understand: "You seem to look down on these people? Why? Because they misunderstood you?"

"No, it's because they are easily fooled by authority." Augustine didn't want to say much about this.

Lightman interrupted suddenly: "What did you see in this? Or how did you find him? You are not the kind of person who reads other people's letters one by one."

It's true that I didn't find it myself. Augustine smiled when he thought of Lee's grieving face when he was forced to read the letter for him: "It's really not. A friend of mine found it for me."

"How did he find the postcard?" Hotchner asked.

"The keywords I arranged for him. The pattern on the postcard must be related to bones. After all, bone diggers have a crazy obsession with bones, don't they? Then exclude the gothic courtship letters and the stereotyped threatening letters to find the target Yes." Augustine explained in a good-tempered manner, and then he thought for a while and said: "In Mexican culture, the skull symbolizes respect. It seems that the bone digger really wants to be respected by others, such as respecting his 'fruits of labor'. But In addition, the meaning of the skull or something is not very good. In the teachings of Kabbalah, the skull means rebirth, which may symbolize that the bone diggers will make a comeback. Oh, it has already made a comeback. The skull also symbolizes revenge. , it seems that I have also become his target."

"You mean 'Bonedigger' is most likely Mexican or Jewish?"

As he spoke, Augustine laughed abruptly: "Maybe I'm thinking too much. After all, I learn more complicated things." As he spoke, Augustine pointed to his head.

Hotchner folded his hands, his eyes scrutinized: "No, what you said is very possible. Presumably you have also studied the 'Bone Digger' file. What do you think about this?"

Augustine replied without hesitation: "He's a coward." He paused, seeing a hint of approval in Hotchner's eyes before continuing: "Before I went to prison, I watched 'Bone Digger' files. You know, my teacher still has a little energy."

Lightman has no negative thoughts about Augustine's simple act of betraying him, instead, he encourages him to keep talking.

"Every time the bonedigger dumped his body in a crowded place, it shows that he desperately wants to get everyone's attention. But he also found some travelers to start with, which shows that he is afraid of being noticed, and he is afraid of disturbing factors. Plans, such as the Las Vegas police raids, suggest that he is deeply paranoid in some way. It is not uncommon for travelers not to communicate with their families for days, which gives him time to be sadistic. But Usually travelers will maintain a high level of vigilance - after all, they are not in their comfort zone - but these people can be easily abducted, indicating that the occupation of bone diggers is very common and closely related to their lives, such as Taxi drivers or scenic spot care workers. In the history of the United States, there are very few female serial killers, less than 5.00% of the total number of serial killers, and the victims are all female, so the possibility of bone diggers being female can be ruled out for the time being The bone diggers abducted the victims but did not violate them, which shows that the bone diggers are very likely to be incompetent. The bone diggers are very obsessed with bones and have certain knowledge. It can be seen that the bone diggers have received education in this area. I haven't seen anything else yet."

Hotchner nodded, he was amazed at Augustine's talent in this area, and then he asked a question he had been wanting to ask all along: "Have you ever wondered why the bone digger asked you to be a scapegoat?"

Augustine nodded: "I've seen him before, at the second-to-last victim's dumping point. That's when I saw someone running quickly into the alley next to him, but I didn't see who it was, even tall, short, fat, and thin." It's very vague, and the more I think about it, the more I can't remember it. Apparently, the bone digger doesn't think so, he thinks I'm threatening him, so he preemptively strikes."

Hotchner pondered for a moment, but still revealed some information: "You are right, the bone digger was indeed reborn. The cartilage tissue was found in the stomach of the new victim we found. Although it is not yet confirmed whether the cartilage tissue is from the previous case The victim lost it, but it has been preliminarily determined that it belonged to a human being. He was forcing the victim to 'eat people'. The cruelty of the unknown suspect is escalating. Although he has not yet upgraded his sadistic methods, we cannot guarantee that he will not in the future. .”

"What did you tell me to do?"

Hotchner said: "Since you have become a specific target of bone diggers, I hope you can help us with the FBI's case. In contrast, I will apply for parole to the judge for you."

Before Augustine could say anything, he suddenly heard: "You can't do that." A man in a lawyer's uniform walked in.

The three looked at the person coming, but did not speak.

The lawyer thought that someone would ask about his identity, but the three people in front of him just looked at him and didn't speak. The lawyer couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he could only speak out the lines he had prepared: "I am a bone digger victim." Attorney Kevin Williams. Nice to meet you."

With a smile in his eyes, Augustine suddenly asked, "Which victim's lawyer are you? Daisy, Susan, or the victim whose name I can't remember?"

Williams raised his eyes and said nothing.

Augustine ignored him, and he turned to Hotchner and said, "I will think about your opinion carefully, after all, I also want to enjoy my freedom again."

"If you..." Williams interrupted Hotchner before he could finish his sentence.

"You can't apply for parole for Mr. Jones, he has proven guilty and has no right to parole."

Hearing this, Augustine let out a chuckle: "Sir, actually, I don't want to expose you."

"what?"

"Mr. Hotchner has just arrived here and you will be here soon. Obviously, you have received the news a long time ago. I don't believe that the families of the victims will have such great energy. Don't tell me that you want to stop by to see I am a 'murderer'. And when I mentioned the name of the victim, your eyes looked to the right for a moment, which is a sign of trying to make up a lie. Then you raised your eyes again, which shows that you are a little embarrassed, obviously just now I realized that you don’t need to lie to me. And before you came in, you chose to deny other people’s decision to attract our attention, which means that you are a man with a desire to control and you want to control the audience. This kind of man usually does not Will choose to avoid other people's questions, unless the question hinders his purpose. So when I ask you, you choose to remain silent, which means that my question makes you feel guilty."

Speaking of which, Augustine showed a contemptuous smile at Williams, which made the other party's eyes flash, and his expression was a little angry. Augustine continued: "You wear a famous watch and wear a famous brand, but you don't feel exaggerated. Obviously, it's not because of a good face that you buy these outfits for yourself, so you can estimate your property based on your clothing and accessories. It can be inferred that you are not A good family background means a good income. Judging from your standing posture, you have not received the instruction of aristocratic etiquette. Obviously you belong to the second type. It seems that you are a member of the lawyer team of some company or official. You look at the FBI The team leader subconsciously chose to look down by about ten degrees, which shows that you do not have an equal status with him. And you are easily irritated by my words, which means that you are not a person entrusted with important responsibilities in this legal team. Basically in the middle or lower middle of the legal team. Lawyers with this status can also get high salaries and pay great attention to me, a small person. It seems that Mr. Smith also knows that if I go out, it will have a great negative impact on his campaign Bar."

Willionms' Adam's apple rolled up and down: "I..."

Augustine didn't intend to let him go: "According to your urgency after you came in, two and a half of the three sentences prevented me from going out. Obviously you really want to complete this matter. Generally, people who are directly entrusted may not If you want to complete the task, you won't be so urgent. So it seems that you won't be the one to fight for this job." Seeing the other party holding his breath involuntarily, Augustine smiled confidently: "It seems that I am right. Seriously Why don't you just name your client? I think some people have to bear the consequences if they dare to do it, don't you, Mr. Lawyer."

Williams avoided answering Augustine's last question: "So what if I was sent by Mr. Smith? As the current governor of Nevada, Mr. Smith naturally cannot watch the FBI mess around in his jurisdiction. Mr. Jones, how can you be easily released on parole after taking multiple lives? I will report to my superiors that the FBI has abused its power."

Hotchner's cell phone beeped lightly at this moment, and he took out the cell phone and glanced at the text message he had received.looked up at the lawyer.He was not intimidated by the lawyer's pretentiousness, and said in a low voice: "Don't bother. Now we have new evidence that Mr. Jones was framed. Instead of thinking about complaining about BAU, it is better to think about how to protect your reputation for the current governor. Unharmed. I think Mr. Jones will exercise his rights."

Augustine gave Hotchner a 'of course' smile back.

Lawyer Williams wanted to speak again, but Lightman stood up: "We have bothered Mr. Jones for a long time, it's time to leave." He stood up and faced Williams: "Please."

After Lightman spoke, Augustine stood up and said goodbye to the two politely, then turned and left the reception room without even looking at Lawyer Williams.

The host is gone, so there is no reason for the guests to stay. Lawyer Williams had no choice but to leave with the two of them with a stinky face.It really comes and goes in a hurry.

Hotchner and Lightman got into the car, and Hotchner and Lightman put on their seat belts and started the engine: "Mr. Jones was wronged, this is good news for you."

Lightman looked a little dignified: "Not necessarily."

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☆、Bone digger 5

Hotchner turned his head and glanced at Lightman when he heard the words, he turned the steering wheel and prepared to back up: "You think Augustine Jones is lying to us?"

Lightman looked ahead, but did not focus on any point: "No, I can guarantee that there is no lie in his words. It's just that when I pointed out that he had something to hide, the rhythm of breathing increased instantly, and then After Austin handed you the postcard, he was breathing 0.2 to 0.3 seconds longer than baseline. He was clearly trying to calm himself down, trying not to show it, and unfortunately he failed.”

"I thought he was trying to hide the postcard."

"It's not." Lightman leaned his head on the seat and looked at the roof of the car: "He put the postcard in his sleeve, a place within reach, obviously wanted to give him to you a long time ago. Otherwise he would have hidden Somewhere on his body he wouldn't even bring it. Austin was just trying to distract us with a postcard. There was always a hole in his words that he seemed to know that 'Bonedigger' would send him this postcard .Did you watch the last interview with Austin?"

"Yes," Hotchner said.

"What does a man do when he's disappointed with the federal government?"

Hotchner replied without hesitation, hardly needing to think: "He'll do it himself, you mean..."

"It seems that not only the 'Bone Digger' found Austin, Austin also found the 'Bone Digger', he