back to the start

"I'm the only male in this clinic..." In the Dayton clinic, the only promoter still chattered to Jessie and his group. "The clinic's margins are thin...if word gets out..."

"Actually, I don't mind if you drink Northwest Wind or not..." Jessie reached for the form on the stage, "What is this?"

"A questionnaire... We will ask patients who come here to see a doctor or consult to fill out..."

"Look..." Jessie handed the form in front of Elle and Morgan, "The wine I like the most, the place I want to go the most, do you have pets..."

"Could this be a source of information for unknown people?"

"Very likely," Elle responded to Morgan. "Information bought by unknown persons, or, stolen?"

Morgan stared at the man in front of him, "Who else would know this information?"

"I don't disclose doctor-patient information..."

"Oh?" Elle repeated, shaking the form in her hand, "Who else would know this information?"

"..." The man was silent for a while, "I sold this information to a company, a marketing company called 'First-hand Media'."

"I'm calling Gracia..." Morgan walked around the corner and pulled out his phone.

Jessie tore off the form she had just filled out, and turned to look at Elle, "Let's go check out this company."

"Why do you want to investigate my company?" In the cubicle, a white man was very angry under the gaze of several people, "I'm just like you, I'm just sorting out files here..."

"Don't say you are the same as us." Morgan played with the phone in his hand, "According to the information we got, your unit processed all the questionnaires for the orientation of new students in the seminary. Then the tragedy began. You think you are the same as Are we the same?"

The supervisor was speechless for a while, "I have 250 workers here, almost all of them are men."

"It's like this." Gideon calmed down the tense atmosphere in front of him, "He often stays at strangers' homes and always uses the phone, which is why he is confident."

"What tone?" The supervisor was a little dissatisfied, "I can feel hostility."

Reid grabbed Morgan, who was about to step forward, "We need a copy of every questionnaire you got from the clinic."

"We can get a search warrant right away if you need it."

"Will it be too harsh?" Elle tugged at the corner of Jessie's clothes and whispered in her ear.

"I scared him." Jessie curled her lips and leaned over to answer.

Everyone returned to the meeting room, facing the large boxes of questionnaires in front of them, and silently mourned in their hearts...

"Come on... Everyone." JJ walked to the table and was the first to open the box, "Let's find the next victim, and then start our fishing plan..."

"I'll go back and look for the previous victims. Maybe they will remember the name of the suspect. He thinks he has an affair with them. He won't use a pseudonym."

"No need." Jessie put the questionnaire she found on the table and said to Hotch, "Here is a questionnaire, a 36-year-old unmarried woman went to the same clinic to consult about artificial insemination, and she was very May be the next victim."

"Bring someone, let's go to the address on the questionnaire." Hotch gestured to several people at the table.

The SUV made a circle on the ground and stopped outside a medium-sized residential area.

"The police have knocked on the door, and there is no answer." The local sheriff said to Hotch and Gideon.

"She didn't come back?" Gidoen was puzzled.

"Maybe they were hijacked at home by the murderer." Jessie looked around, it was already dark, and the surroundings were lit up with lights, except for the building in front of her, which was hidden in the endless darkness.

"Let's ambush him first, and catch him in one fell swoop when he comes out." The sheriff suggested, "There are our people around, she will be fine."

"If she's at home now, tied to the bed by that pervert and unable to move." Jessie put the gun on her waist, "she won't think she's lucky."

"Where are you going?" Seeing Jessie open the car door, JJ jumped out of it.

"Go and save her." Jessie jumped out of the car, looked at the dark house, and whispered these three words.

"No." Gideon said decisively, "This is too risky. We have a plan. If we let him slip this time, we can send agents to pretend to be his next target and go fishing."

"But then the woman in the room will be trapped in an endless nightmare..." Jessie sighed, "It's not fair."

"I'll call Morgan and let the two of you go." Seeing that Gideon didn't retort, JJ knew that he had acquiesced.When he was about to walk towards another SUV, he was stopped by Gideon and Jessie at the same time.

"Men will increase his vigilance, which may be detrimental to the victim." Gidoen looked at Jessie, "You are alone, can you?"

Jessie blinked, "You guys will always be there to cover me, right?"

"Hey, Dereck." Elle nudged Morgan, who was also watching through the binoculars, "See that car parked not far away?"

"PM68Y3, Ohio." Morgan called Gracia, "babygirl, check a license plate number for me."

"10308 Panheshi Street, LeeWilliam." Gracia shuttled back and forth between several computers, and quickly gave the answer.

"Can you find out where he works?" Hotch asked beside him.

"Just one click! Telemarketing services...work in primary media."

"Nice job." Elle looked up at several people, "We found him!"

"Can we break in now?" Morgan asked Hotch for advice.

"But..." Reid hesitated, "so the victims inside would be hostages."

"Wait..." Elle looked at the black figure walking towards the back of the house, "Is that my little doctor?"

"No matter how you look at it, everyone looks like your Jessie..." Morgan joked, raised the binoculars in his hand, and then took a deep breath, "It's really Jessie!"

"What is she doing there?" Elle's heart arose immediately, she opened the car door and wanted to catch up.

"Elle." JJ walked around to Elle from the other side of the car door, blocking the way, "You can't go out to work yet."

"But she's not suitable either..." Elle thought of Jessie's slightly better marksmanship than Reid, and couldn't help but touch her forehead, "Her marksmanship test has never been passed...the situation inside is still unclear, and it is too risky to rescue like this ..."

"If a man goes there, it will make him more alert." Hotch's thoughts coincided with Gidoen's.

"I want to support Jessie." JJ applied to Hotch.

Hotch looked out the window and saw Jessie's figure was submerged in the bushes behind the house, "Reply immediately if the situation is wrong, and we will take measures to attack."

"receive."

"I'm going too!" Elle jumped out of the car and ran after JJ, "I'm worried about her."

"You don't worry about her, don't you worry about my marksmanship?" JJ comforted.

Elle shook her head, "The two of us sneaked in..."

"Jessie will make a mess if she finds out..."

"She dares?" Elle pulled JJ closer to the back door of the house, and took the walkie-talkie on JJ's body, "Hey, Hotch, this time I went out of the field without permission, I will punish you after the mission is over..."

JJ (I was forced to agree...)

"..." Hotch was furious when he heard the mocking tone in the car.Turning to Morgan and Reid, "We all got out of the car and ambushed nearby. Just in case."

Jessie climbed into the house through the back window, holding the gun, and after her eyes adjusted to the surrounding darkness, she searched in the dark.A woman sobbed softly from the inner room. She walked to the door and kicked open the unlocked door.

"Let her go." Jessie pointed her gun at the masked man in front of her.

The man didn't move at all, but dimmed the bedside lamp again.

Jessie tried to calm himself down, at least this time he caught sight of him, he wouldn't escape by looking at the map like last time.

The palms of her hands were sweating more and more, she heard a sound of tentative footsteps in the corridor, and her heart stopped.

The man took off his mask slowly, stood up, and still pointed the gun at the tied woman on the bed.

"LeeWilliam." Jessie stepped forward, "Now I want you to put down the gun..."

"This kind of guy doesn't dare to talk to women without a gun in his hand..." Elle's voice sounded from behind. Jessie fell into an ice cellar immediately.

"She's right, at least with a gun in my hand, I won't feel panicked."

The gun turned and pointed at Jessie firmly.

Jessie ignored the black muzzle of the gun in front of her, and looked at Elle from the corner of her eye, her voice was rare and cold, "What are you doing here?"

"JJ and I are here to support you." Elle thought that Jessie was worried about her body, "I can try to go out to work..."

"Why this time..." Jessie felt a surge of despair, "Elle, put down the gun."

"What?" Elle and JJ were taken aback when they heard it.

LeeWilliam continued to point the gun at Jessie, with a mocking tone, "Two people are needed to support you. It seems that your marksmanship is not very good, this detective."

"My marksmanship is not good, but my luck has always been good." Jessie heard Elle's breathing gradually deepen behind her, and knowing that she was aiming, she hurriedly turned her head and said, "Put down the gun...Elle, don't shoot..."

"If he lets me go!" Elle wanted to step forward to block the line of fire, but Jessie covered herself tightly in front of her...

"I'm unlucky today, I fell into your hands..." LeeWilliam smiled, "I haven't killed anyone yet, so let's take one of you as a cushion..."

When did this coward become so bold? Before Jessie could think about it, she heard two gunshots almost simultaneously.There was numbness in the left chest, followed by pain that spread upward. LeeWilliam fell to the ground, apparently dead.

JJ stepped forward to unshackle the woman on the bed, and Elle supported Jessie, who was standing unsteadily, "You should say something..." Elle panicked when she saw the blood gushing from her chest.

Hotch and Morgan burst into the door after hearing gunshots, "Are you injured?"

"I'm fine." Jessie bit her pale lips tightly, her consciousness began to blur uncontrollably.

"I should have shot a few seconds earlier," Elle said apologetically, "so Jessie wouldn't get hurt..."

Hotch shook his head, it's not time to discuss whether it's too early or too late to shoot, "Go out with Morgan and call the doctor." After Elle and Morgan left, he supported Jessie, "Don't sleep, hold on..."

"She... shot?" Jessie asked in a daze, asking for proof.

"Yes..." Hotch apologized a little, "I will educate her well..."

"Hotch..." Don't let people get away with education... Jessie grabbed the corner of Hotch's clothes, "You still remember, at that time...at my house...you promised...my..."

"Don't worry...we are her family and we will help her..." Hotch replied, "She is acting in self-defense and she will be fine."

"Let Gidoen, talk to her...Talk to her...I'm afraid..." Jessie's voice gradually dropped, "PTSD..."

"You need to rest now..." Hotch lifted the unconscious Jessie onto the stretcher that had been delivered.Turning back to JJ, he said, "You and Elle follow the ambulance to the hospital, and we'll come as soon as we finish handling these follow-up tasks."

JJ nodded, turned and got into the ambulance outside the house.

☆, after the nightmare