[Comprehensive] IQ knocks on the door

Infection, he thought to himself: leave it to fate.Then he quickly raised his left hand and fired three shots in succession according to Reid's instructions, forcing the opponent to his preferred position, and calmly fired the last bullet that hit the suspect's body!

But because Augustine lost a lot of blood and his hand was unstable, the bullet only hit the man's left chest, not his heart.

At this moment, the guards of the prison also rushed over. Hearing the rapid siren, the suspect did not hesitate to get into the car quickly, started the engine, and swung the steering wheel urgently.The wheels made harsh rubbing sounds on the ground, and the cars parked next to the car were hit with scratches that were light and heavy. The suspect finally adjusted his direction and drove away.

If it wasn't for running out of bullets now, Augustine would definitely explode the wheels, leaving him with nowhere to go!

But it was too late to say anything, Augustine still wanted to blame Reid for being unreliable, who with a gun would not fill his magazine with bullets.But the nerves that had been tense for a long time suddenly relaxed, and with the excessive blood loss, Augustine finally passed out in Reid's arms without saying the harsh words that he would regret later.

He closed his eyes completely, and saw Reid's bewildered and anxious eyes.

It doesn't feel bad.It was Augustine's last thought before sinking into darkness.

****

He was in the hospital when Augustine opened his eyes. Reid sat next to him and watched him with some anxiety and guilt. Seeing him open his eyes, Reid's eyes flashed a flash of joy: "You're awake? How do you feel now? Has the anesthetic gone? Do you feel anything?" pain?"

Of course the pain is shoulder pain, how could it hurt?head? Augustine reflexively wanted to complain, but he felt his voice was so hoarse that he could barely speak.

Reid thought he wanted to ask about his injury, so he quickly said: "The bullet has been taken out. Fortunately, it didn't hurt the nerves in your hand, and it won't affect the flexibility of your right hand in the future."

"Thank you." Augustine thanked him softly, his voice was weak, but he insisted on asking, "How many days have passed? Are there any new victims?"

Reid paused when he heard the words, and looked a little dazed: "Fortunately, you woke up in the afternoon after the operation in the morning. No new victim's body was found today."

Augustine breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, can you convey my words to your supervisor?"

"You mean Hotchner?" Reid asked.

Augustine's eyes flickered, and said, "Well, that's the name."

Reid thought Augustine's answer was a bit strange, like forgetting Hotchner's name.But Reid didn't ask much, he nodded: "Yes, but is your current situation suitable for talking? Is there any discomfort."

"It's nothing." Augustine blinked lightly: "It's important to arrest people."

"Okay, tell me, I'll write it down." Reid nodded slightly.

"Actually, I was framed by the 'Bone Digger' not because I ran into him dumping the body, but because I found some commonalities among the victims, deduced the occupation of the 'Bone Digger' from the common points, and privately An investigation was carried out. Maybe he bumped into me at work and that alerted him to set me up."

"Where do you think you met him?" Reid asked.

Augustine blinked, trying to get the memory out of her brain.It may be that the effect of the anesthetic has not faded, and it took him a long time to find a location type from his chaotic brain.

"I think……"

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☆、Bone digger 8

bone digger 8

"Casino." With a flash of inspiration, Reid picked up Augustine's words.

As soon as Reid finished speaking, the memory of this aspect in Augustine's mind finally became clear. He nodded: "I visited many casinos before the incident. After all, the main purpose of foreigners coming to Las Vegas is not to go shopping. Visiting places like the Grand Canyon National Park and the Hoover Dam, if you come to Las Vegas without going to Las Vegas, it’s really useless.”

Reid: "It is true that the Grand Canyon National Park has beautiful scenery, but the temperature is too low in winter. Therefore, the number of tourists in winter will be reduced by more than 22%. In addition, the victims are all women. They pay more attention to their own maintenance. They go to the Grand Canyon in winter. National parks are not on their plans. I remember one of the victims was a woman named Lucy Martin who suffered from mild bronchial asthma. Patients with this disease should avoid going to cold places because the cold The air can irritate them and induce asthma. Similarly, for Lucy Martin, going to the Hoover Dam in winter is not a good choice. Unfortunately, the date her body was found was on December [-]. After forensic verification, she The date of death was about one day before the date of discovery of the body. And the last time Lucy Martin appeared in front of everyone was on the night of the [-]th of that month. Aladdin Hotel has her check-in record, and she also appeared in the surveillance video on the seventh floor of the hotel figure."

Augustine was a little envious of Reid's memory.Not all geniuses with high IQs are created equal.They are all slightly different in what is too ordinary.For example, Reid's IQ is 187, he can read 188 words per minute, and his memory is amazing.As for Augustine, whose IQ is [-], his advantage lies in understanding people's micro-expressions, logical reasoning and another point we will mention later.

Augustine's original memory was also good, but after a brawl in prison, his head was hit hard with a chair, after examination, he injured his hippocampus.Fortunately no other areas of his brain were damaged, and the fight didn't affect his talent.Unfortunately, Augustine's current memory is even worse than that of ordinary people. In addition to the knowledge he has learned before, unless he can quickly convert text information into logical information and engrave it in his mind, it will take him less than a day. The brain will automatically clear Augustine's initial memory of things.The next time Augustine saw the same thing again, she was as unimpressed as if she had seen it for the first time.

Similarly, Augustine's previous illogical memories were also a little fuzzy, and it took him a long time to remember some.Just like in the previous interview, he forgot Ms. Black's surname, and today he forgot the surname of Reid's immediate boss and the name of the casino he investigated last time before being framed.

Augustine was depressed for only a moment, and soon recovered: "Actually, I once thought that the suspect might be an employee of the hotel or an employee of a company that cooperates with the hotel. I have imagined all occupations that have the opportunity to contact the victim. But The former was ruled out because the name of the hotel where the victim was temporarily staying was different. The latter was ruled out because it was not easy to gain the trust of the victim. I thought about it for a while and finally decided that the suspect’s work scope was in the casino.”

"But some victims' credit card records did not find their consumption information in the casino." Reid hesitated.

Augustine smiled slightly: "Don't forget that they are women. As a woman, the money to explore the Las Vegas casino city does not necessarily come from her own. After all, the victims are all beautiful."

Reid realized something: "Actually, is it possible that the suspect is looking for a sexy and charming victim who is good at using her appearance for her own benefit?"

Augustine blinked and looked mischievous: "That's what I think, Dr. Reid. The victim's cartilage tissue was removed. In addition to the suspect's great fascination with human bones, there is another possibility that he didn't want them to leave. That's why the suspects are going to kill the victims while they're alive. Maybe our suspects have a history of being abandoned."

Reid's eyes lit up, and he looked a little excited. He couldn't wait to combine the profile written by the BAU team with Augustine's speculation: "We deduce that the suspect is a white man between 30 and 40 years old, about six feet tall. Skinny , gloomy, often hunchbacked, and cowardly. He is a local and lives alone. He has a good education but a humble occupation. Because the wound on the victim's body is neat and the wound is not infected, it is inferred that he has medical knowledge. He was able to move around with a dead body. We judged that he had a car. It may be worn out, dirty, plain, and unobtrusive. Add your judgment. The suspect is likely to work in a casino. And leave His ex-wife was beautiful and sexy, but she disliked his poverty and left him."

"What kind of person has a good education but fails to achieve anything?" Augustine asked with a smile.He obviously knew the answer and just liked watching Reid think.

"Cynical, withdrawn, and at odds with others."

"And alcoholism. Alcoholism can cause confusion. Alcoholism can cause stiff wrists and even small hand tremors when awake. No hospital will accept an alcoholic surgeon."

"Yes, yes!" Reid couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone - Augustine felt that Reid's movement of pulling out his mobile phone was much more fluent than his movement of pulling out a gun, but it was wise that he didn't say it - he made a call : "Hi, Garcia. I..."

"Dear little doctor~ I heard that you were sent by your Hotchner father to protect an important witness? Doesn't he know that your small body can't even protect yourself?" A slightly excited female voice came from the phone. From the speed and tone of her speech, Augustine could easily tell that this person was angry, and it was very likely that he had just lost his temper.According to what happened today, Augustine can conjecture with certainty that the reason for the lady's temper is probably the attack on them before.

Sure enough, in the next second, the lady named Garcia continued: "Oh my God! Mypoorboy, I can't imagine that this kind of thing will happen to you! Shooting, shooting! God, after I heard the news, My heart almost stopped beating! Dear Spencer, with your physical test results, you should be like me in the BAU headquarters drinking tea and chatting for help to protect your precious brain, not with my chocolate Sweetheart is out on the field together!" Reid's phone call obviously aroused Garcia's lingering anger sparks, and then "boom" exploded...

Listening to Garcia's reprimand, Reid felt embarrassed and embarrassed.He looked at Augustine with a smile in his eyes in embarrassment—obviously he didn't know what Do Not Listen to Evil was—and then covered the microphone with his hand in bewilderment.

However, the angry female voice cannot be completely covered by the palm of your hand. Garcia's anger continued to flow unimpeded through Reid's big hand to Augustine's ear.This made Augustine's smile gradually deepened. He saw Reid pick up the phone, still blocked the receiver in vain, and called out pitifully: "Garcia..." After it didn't work, the corners of his eyes curled up in an evil way Prompt: "Dr. Reid, you can just turn the speaker off."

Sure enough, the next second, Reid froze in place.At the same time, the lioness who was protecting the calf ran away. She obviously didn't expect that Reid would turn on the speakerphone in front of outsiders.

They paused for so long that Augustine couldn't help but reminded: "Reid, although your phone bill BAU can be reimbursed. But it's not good to be silent for a long time during the call."

Reid just came back to his senses at this time, and the first thing he did after he came back to his senses was to turn off the loudspeaker.

Damn BAU's habit makes him listened to by outsiders! Reid's face was a little red, and he complained secretly in his heart.

Seeing Reid's swollen cheeks, Augustine secretly laughed in his heart. He coughed twice and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Reid.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with you?" Reid asked with concern.

Augustine paused, then nodded mysteriously: "I have a sore throat, I want to drink water."

Reid secretly annoyed that he had forgotten the identity of Augustine's patient. After chatting with him for a long time, he quickly put down the phone in his hand, poured some water, adjusted the height of Augustine's bed, and fed the water to him.

For a while, the ward was quiet, only the sound of Augustine's swallowing was heard.

After feeding the water, Reid adjusted the bed to the most comfortable angle for the human body, and then sat down.

He picked up the phone and told Garcia what they had deduced.Garcia soon found the suspect: "Tony·Thomas, a waiter in the Downtown casino. He has a master's degree in medicine. Three years ago, he was hangover and performed an amputation operation on a patient. As a result, the patient died of massive aortic hemorrhage without timely treatment. For this reason, he was expelled from the hospital, and most of the family property was compensated to the patient's family. Afterwards, his wife, Linda Thomas divorced him quickly, married a rich man who came to Las Vegas to play, and left Las Vegas."

Reid said happily: "Thank you, Garcia. Please send the prisoner's address and information to Hotchner, and I will rush to meet them."

Garcia said, "Got it, handsome boy. I'm going to hang up now."

Reid waited until Garcia hung up and put the phone away.

Augustine asked with some joy: "Have you found the prisoner?"

Reid nodded with a smile on his lips: "Yes, I'm going to join my team members now."

As soon as Reid finished speaking, Augustine fell silent, he felt a little bit reluctant to part with the doctor.

Reid was also a little bit reluctant, but he still wanted to leave: "Thank you for the information you provided, I think I need to go back to the police station and tell my friends about this, and I will see you later." Reid paused after saying that. After a pause, he never had the idea of ​​seeing relevant witnesses after the case was over.

Maybe it was the reason why I had to go back to the BAU headquarters after the previous case was over, Reid thought, wouldn't I have to stay in Las Vegas for a while this time?

Augustine froze for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

After speaking, both of them laughed.

Before Reid left, he turned around suddenly, and he asked, "Augustine, can I call you that?"

Augustine was a little surprised, then smiled lightly: "Of course Reid."

"You can call me Spencer," Reid said quickly, his tone a little sharp, obviously nervous.

Augustine was kind: "Okay, Spencer."

Reid smiled, the corners of his eyes curled up.Soon he restrained himself a little, and asked softly with a serious face: "Augustine, do you think the 'Bone Digger' did the attack today?"

Augustine froze slightly, then smiled and said, "If it wasn't him, who else could it be? I don't remember who I had a grudge with."

Reid had an intuition that Augustine was hiding something. He hesitated for a moment but still didn't ask. After all, it's pretty good for people who just met each other to call each other by name. It's not time to search for privacy, isn't it?

Reid pretended to be confused, he nodded indiscriminately: "Okay, I said yes. Who else but him? I'll go first." Saying this, Reid quickly left the ward and closed the door.Due to his agitation, he closed the door a little loudly.

Reid leaned against the wall outside the ward, covering his face in annoyance, he screwed up this matter again.

Hope Augustine isn't mad at me. Reid thought a little dejectedly.

In the ward, Augustine was a little depressed looking at the closed door. He felt that he might let a person who was likely to become a close friend because of a temporary concealment.

But this matter is not so simple, even he himself can't figure out who wants to kill him.

Anyway, that person will definitely not be a 'Bone Digger'.

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☆、Bone digger 9

bone digger 9

'Bonedigger' thinks he's a liar, a robber, a hypocrite who has taken all his 'honour' away, and for that matter, he won't do him any harm until he takes all his 'honour' back.

The 'bone digger' hasn't defeated him yet, hasn't let his 'conspiracy' be exposed to the sun, let the world see his 'true face', how could he let him die?Even if he wanted him to die, it wouldn't be a one-shot kill.According to his behavior style, he is more likely to be the rough stone created by the 'bone digger', to be tortured by him in every possible way.

So who is going to put him to death? Augustine recalled the phone call before leaving the prison, feeling a little uneasy.Could it be that he underestimated Leo Jones.Let him hear his plan, so you want to kill him first?Or the governor?Don't believe his sincerity and want to get rid of his stain first?Or Mrs. Jones, who wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of his thorn in the side and put the blame on 'Bonedigger'?

Whoever it was, they had every reason to want to get rid of him. Augustine's presence was already a threat to them.Even his three half-brothers had motives to kill him.After all he knew he was cut out of the inheritance, they didn't. In order to motivate them, Leo Jones has always set up Augustine as their imaginary enemy.There is no escape.

It seemed that this time, after everything was over, it was necessary for him to contact that person to send him out of Nevada for asylum.If it wasn't for him to have something to do, it would be the best choice to leave the United States first.

But if all goes well, those threats cease to exist.All the unwillingness and resentment accumulated in the chest for 23 years will disappear. Augustine Jones can accept temporarily avoiding the edge, but never accepts idling.So he will never leave this battlefield.Otherwise, the high IQ bestowed on him by the Lord will soon be in vain?

Augustine let out a long breath.Once he has made up his mind, he will definitely clear away all confusion and move forward bravely.No one can stop him!

****

Before reaching the suspect's house, Reid took the bulletproof vest that Elle handed him and asked, "Where's Gideon?"

Morgan said: "I heard that Hotchner asked him to negotiate with the judge in the afternoon. They did not agree to release Augustine Jones."

"Why?" Reid was puzzled: "We obviously have a lot of evidence to prove his innocence."

Morgan's face was a little complicated: "Prettyboy, this world is not only about evidence and law, you will understand later."

Reid wanted to say something more, but Hotchner interrupted their conversation: "Anyway, as long as Tony Thomas can be arrested, everything will be solved."

Reid nodded.He put on his bulletproof vest, picked up his pistol and followed Hotchner and Morgan upstairs.

Most of the doors in the building were tightly closed, and they seemed to sense that the rain was coming, and no one wanted to join in the fun.After all, those who live here are all poor people living in poverty.There was only one house, the door was slightly open, and Reid caught sight of two pairs of excited eyes, looking longingly at the gun in the hands of the FBI.

are two teenagers.

Reid turned his head after one glance, and carefully followed Morgan up to the third floor.

They gathered outside the door, and Hotchner gave Morgan a wink, and Morgan nodded invisibly.He kicked open the door and shouted, "FBI!"

The rest of the SWATs filed in, and Reid, as usual, waited until halfway through the SWATs before entering the door.

Morgan and the others kicked open one after another of the half-covered doors, but there was no one inside.He said into the microphone: "clear."

Everyone relaxed their tense bodies slightly, and a special policeman turned on the light.The lights flickered to give an overview of the messy house.

Morgan frowned at the flickering lights and said to Hotchner, "Hotch, there's no room in this house for torture."

Hotchner said: "The sound insulation effect of this building is not good. It is impossible for Tony Thomas to start here." As he spoke, he opened the laptop on the table. Obviously, the computer was in standby, and he could see the last of Augustine just after turning it on. That interview: "The suspect was watching him."

Morgan clicked her lips and took out her mobile phone: "Babygirl, Tony Thomas is not in his house, does he have any other properties under his name?"

"Let me see." Garcia quickly tapped the keyboard, and with a heavy knock back, Garcia said anxiously and frustrated: "No! Why not? After Tony Thomas was fired three years ago, he gave away all the remaining assets It was a shocking gamble, and he lost everything in the end! I suspect this is why his ex-wife left him!"

"Calm down, Garcia, check his GPS," Hotchner said.

"Yeah, yeah," Garcia said sloppily, "GPS, GPS. Oh, no! I can figure out that his goddamn Ford did pass a couple of dump sites, and they were all on the night of the murder, but I can't Find other information! Damn, did he personally carry the victim to his bloody abuse site! Damn!" Garcia suddenly stopped: "Morgan, please tell me, you didn't speak the voice, did you?"

"I'm sorry, babygirl…" Morgan said regretfully.

As Garcia mourned her image as a lady, Hotchner said, "Garcia, keep checking, we're dead."

"Okay, sir." Garcia couldn't wait to hang up the phone.

Morgan put away the phone: "If Garcia can't find the address, it means that the place where Tony Thomas was tortured is not far from here..."

"Hotchner!" Reid interrupted Morgan excitedly, "Look what I found?"

The two looked over and saw that the speaker in the corner between them had been dismantled by Reid, and there were some simple but exquisite handmade wooden boxes densely piled inside. It was one of them in Reid's hand. He opened the wooden box, which contained one of the purposes of their trip-the cartilage tissue lost by the victims.

Morgan was a little surprised, he asked, "How did you find these?"

Reid is a little proud: "It's very simple. This is the best power required by the JBLES-90 speaker. The power of 225w is the best. The wiring in this house obviously can't afford the simultaneous operation of the speaker TV and DVD, and I didn't find a music CD. Obviously this speaker Not often used. The sanitation of this room is so poor, but this speaker was wiped spotless. Obviously, if it is not that this speaker is of great significance to its owner, it is that the things inside are of great significance to him. I I took a little look at the joints of several speakers, and there were fine scratches on them. Obviously, this speaker was often disassembled. So, I opened it to have a look, and it was obviously not what I expected.”

"Well done, Reid." Hotchner praised: "Morgan, take these evidence down, Reid, you go and ask the neighbors here if they know that Tony Thomas often goes there."

"Ok."

Out of the door, Reid went straight downstairs, thinking that the curiosity of the two teenagers should help him a little. Reid knocked on the door where the two teenagers had been, and gave them a friendly smile.

Before Reid could speak, one of the two teenagers asked, "Are you also the FBI?"

"Yes." Reid nodded: "I'm a senior agent of the FBI and a behavioral analyst of the BAU. I'm here to ask..."

"Cool." One of the teenagers interrupted Reid. There was some malice in his eyes. He was obviously teasing Reid. Unfortunately, Reid didn't realize it: "You are actually the FBI. You don't look like that. You know that you look like the FBI." Like a skinny monkey."

Reid felt offended, he was a little annoyed, and his expression was still as soft as possible: "Yes, yes. I failed the physical fitness test. But I have a doctorate in chemistry, mathematics, engineering, and psychology. , Sociology, and I'm doing a degree in Philosophy. I..."

"But you still failed the physical fitness test, didn't you?" The young man's question was a bit malicious, he didn't care how many degrees Reid had, the young man who was in the rebellious period happened to be the most disgusting nerd type of person.

Reid was a little at a loss. At this moment, Morgan passed by holding the evidence. He stood behind Reid and looked at the two boys unkindly.

Apparently Morgan's burly figure was quite intimidating, and the two teenagers paused for a teasing look, with a little fear between their brows.

Morgan said: "You two boys, you'd better answer the agent's question honestly, otherwise..." Morgan smiled meaningfully.

One of the teenagers was still bluffing: "How about not answering? Take us back to the police station?"

Morgan shrugged. "Of course not. Know what we're here for?"

The young man shook his head.

Morgan said indifferently: "The person living upstairs is a serial killer. He killed many people with cruel methods. If you don't cooperate with us, I can't guarantee if you will be next!"

"You mean Tony Thomas? That coward?" One of the teenagers showed a mocking smile: "Who are you kidding! Nigga!"

Morgan was not angry when he heard such discriminatory language. He smiled casually, but the smile was a bit malicious: "Don't believe me? The cartilage of the victim is contained in the box in my arms. Do you want to see it?" See?" He said as if he was about to open the box.

The weaker boy's face turned blue: "No need, we just believe it."

"Tom!" Another teenager yelled in disbelief.

"Jim, they're the FBI. If we don't trust them, who should we trust?" Tom said.

"Good choice." Morgan nodded with satisfaction: "Remember to tell this agent what you know." After speaking, Morgan went downstairs.

Reid felt a little grateful in his heart, and he relaxed a little: "Now, let's talk."

The boy looked a little flustered, and he tentatively asked, "Is Tony Thomas really a serial murderer?"

"Yes." Reid said without hesitation: "Now all the evidence points to him."

The boy named Jim immediately became uneasy, his expression was a little irritable: "My mother, my mother is in his hands!"

Reid froze when he heard that: "What did you say?"

"My mom! My mom went out with that coward this morning. He said he met a girl, he fell in love with her, and wanted my mom to say something nice to him. Damn, damn! I said how Someone is willing to go on a blind date with him!"

"Calm down! Did Tony Thomas say where they're going?" Reid asked hastily.

"No!" Jim slammed his fist on the table, making a loud noise.Suddenly he reached out and grabbed Reid's arm: "You are the FBI, you want to save my mother! You want to save her!"

"Okay, we'll do our best, Jim. You need to calm down now and think about where Tony Thomas often stays around here. Think about it!"

Jim bit his lip, looking distracted.But Tom had a flash of inspiration: "Jim! Do you remember? That guy's secret base! We saw him come back from the abandoned factory in the back several times? You said you wanted to go and see it together, remember?"

"Yes, yes! I'll take you right behind!" Jim said hastily.

Reid nodded and took out the walkie-talkie: "Hotchner, there are two teenagers here who know where Tony Thomas is. He probably still has hostages in his hand, we need to hurry up!" Reid put down the walkie-talkie and comforted the two disturbed people in a low voice. juvenile.

Hotchner came down quickly.He came with a pair of SWAT.He glanced at the two restless teenagers: "Can I still go?"

Jim held his trembling hand and nodded firmly.

"Good!" Hotchner turned to Reid and the SWAT police: "According to the 'bone digger' style, the victim may still be alive, but there is a high possibility of serious injuries. Reid, you go and ask the medical team to follow you, the others follow me!"

"Yes!"

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☆、Bone digger 10

bone digger 10

When Reid arrived with the medical team, there were only special police officers searching around and a dying lady in the abandoned factory.All the bones in her right leg from the knee to the sole of the foot were smashed, and Reid knew at a glance that she might have to walk with a cane in the future.

The teenager, Jim, stood beside his mother and whispered comforting words, while his buddy stood beside him and put his shoulder lightly on his shoulders.Even though the boy's eyes were red, he stubbornly refused to shed tears.He held his mother's hand, and his eyes lit up when he saw the arrival of the medical team.

As Reid passed him, he heard the teenager say in a low voice, "Thank you."

Reid was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "You're welcome." He felt the transformation of a teenager, and even though he was still wearing punk clothes, Reid believed that after today, he would stand up and carry a piece of cake for his mother.