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In a deep dark room, a man in a black sweater quietly played with the flute in his hand. After a long silence, he brought the flute to his mouth and blew a low note.

"In Nevada, a woman's body was found near an artificial lake. The local police linked her to several other people who died in the case registration. The same way of death, the same race, and each of the dead There are a few bones missing from the body..."

"How many bones?" Gideon interrupted JJ.

JJ nodded, pressed the electronic pen in his hand, and several pictures appeared on the screen immediately.

"The local police ignored the first few murders because the missing bones were different for each deceased," JJ added.

"How many victims so far?" Hotch asked.

"Five. The local police have focused their suspicions on those related to medicine or music."

"Music? Why?" Elle was puzzled.

"Look at this, it's found around where the last victim was found."

A slightly blurred picture appeared on the big screen, and the shape of a flute could be vaguely recognized, but compared to ordinary flutes, it seemed too slender.

"Bone flute." Reid narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. "He took their bones and made flutes."

"Pack up and pack up, we're ready to go." Hotch put down the documents in his hand and gave the order.

"The perpetrator's methods are very skilled. Are there any professional doctors in the area who can help us identify the criminal's medical methods?" Gideon called JJ to stop.

JJ shook his head, "The case has caused panic, and the local doctors are unwilling to get involved, for fear of causing trouble to the upper body."

"Maybe we can take a doctor there." Morgan, who was already at the door, turned back when he heard their conversation.

"Who?" Hotch looked at Morgan.

"I know a doctor." Morgan said solemnly while looking at JJ, "JJ can come with me later and ask her to come and help."

Hotch and Gideon exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

Jessie was not surprised to see Morgan and JJ again, but she was very puzzled that they appeared at this point in time.Logically speaking, they are busy with their cases, why do they go to their own hospital every three days... But doubts are doubts, and they still have to call to say hello.

"Hi, we meet again." Looking at the dusty two people, Jessie scratched her head knowingly, "What do you want from me?"

Morgan nodded seriously, "There is a serial murderer in Nevada, and the FBI wants to ask you to help investigate this matter?"

"???" Jessie was stunned, "But I'm a doctor, so I don't understand criminal behavior, and I don't know how to do profiling."

"The prisoner has high anatomical skills. The local doctors are all in danger. We want to ask you for help to see if we can find some clues from the murderer's method of attack. This is very important for our profile." JJ added.

"OK then."

On the way from the hospital to the airport, Jessie kept looking out the window without saying a word, replaying the remaining memories of the BAU team in her mind several times.Still have no impression of this case. "It seems that this is a new case that just popped up out of nowhere..." Jessie rested her chin on her hand, thinking to herself.

"Here are some photos of the death incident." JJ handed over a stack of documents sealed in kraft paper in the car, "Doctor Jessie, please have a look."

"Just call me Jessie." Although she was prepared in her heart, the bloody scene in the photo still made Jessie feel sick for a while. In contrast, she was more interested in the flute found at the scene. "

"This flute..." Jessie looked again, "it was cut from the lower leg, um, the tibia. Although he only cut off the middle and back part, and removed the enlarged proximal part, the bone Judging from the shape and size, it’s the tibia.” She leaned forward and asked JJ who was sitting in the co-pilot, “You just said that the bones removed from each deceased are different?”

"Yes." JJ turned his head and responded, "The local police are sending the files to Grasia, and all the files should be sent on the plane."

"Is the wound healed?" Jessie didn't expect Gideon to ask this first thing when she saw her.

"Okay... okay." Jessie spoke as if she was the one who committed the crime...

Elle, who was drinking water, almost choked to death...

Morgan and Reid looked at each other and reacted instantly. "It turned out that you were the one who was beaten that night." Morgan complained to Elle pretending to be deep, "Greenaway, how dare you do it."

"It's none of Agent Greenaway's business, it's me wandering around at night…" Jessie began.

"Thank you very much for coming to assist us. I'm Hotch, and I'm the leader of this team." Hotch motioned Jessie to sit down, while reminding Elle, "Elle, don't make an example."

Relieved, Elle bit her lip and nodded, and found that Jessie, who was sitting next to her, was secretly smiling.

"Don't laugh..." Elle tugged at Jessie's clothes.

"I didn't laugh, I just had increased secretion of endorphins in my body." Jessie's explanation couldn't stop the upturned corner of her mouth.

"Endorphins?"

"When the secretion of endorphins in the body increases. When people's mood is in a normal state, they will show a peaceful psychological effect during conversations with others and use smiles to show goodwill between people." Reid took over the topic Go on.

"Yeah, but I really can't laugh when I see these pictures." JJ handed the photos of the previous deceased to Jessie.

"The local police locked the suspect in a doctor: Paul." Hotch looked at the message from Grasia, "He has seen the doctors for these dead."

"Doctors and patients, he has the ability to subdue them, and he also has the ability to kill them quietly." Morgan flipped through the documents in his hand. "What did Paul say?"

"He just remained silent, neither explaining nor admitting." Gideon said leisurely.

"I don't understand why bone flutes didn't appear in the previous cases, and what's his purpose of taking their bones to make flutes..." Elle shook her head noncommittally.

"The Bone Flute is a thing for evoking spirits. People blow the Bone Flute after the ceremony to summon wandering ghosts and then save them." Jessie looked up from a stack of photos, "However, there are too many legends about the Bone Flute. Dongfang..." She stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Jessie staring at the photo, Reid didn't speak.

"Not that doctor!" Jessie put two photos on the table, "This is a picture of Dr. Paul operating on the last deceased in the hospital. Look, he holds the knife in his right hand. And this one The wound on the leg of the dead body at the scene of the crime has the same blade and incision, but this person uses the left hand to hold the knife. Compared with the right-handed person, the opening of his blade is more outward."

"Looks like we're looking for a lefty with a medical background." Hotch frowned.

"It also has a lot to do with the suspect doctor who was locked up in the police station." Gideon took off his glasses and looked ahead, his eyes thoughtful.

After getting off the plane, JJ led Elle and Jessie to check the body.

The corpse had been soaked in water for a long time, and it had already swelled and turned white. "The corpse has softened. Since it was soaked in water, the death time should be about 40 hours." Jessie wore gloves and carefully inspected the wound on the corpse's leg.

Elle pushed her hair back behind her ears and leaned over to watch with Jessie.

Jessie cast a sideways glance at Elle, who was staring at the corpse.

I'm a little happy, a little nervous...

"Can you take a look at that flute?" After all, Jessie was not born as a professional forensic doctor. After reconfirming that the wound on the leg was from a left-handed person and the time of death, no other unusual things were found.

The staff on the side nodded and handed over a plate. Jessie raised her chin to Elle, motioning her to look first.

Elle took a deep breath, picked up the bone flute on the plate and looked at it.

The flute in his hand was cold to the touch, and under the illumination of the shadowless lamp, his whole body appeared snow-white, with a faint green light, with blood seeping into the bone marrow, and there was a faint trace of red at the fracture.

Elle's hands trembled a little, and Jessie, noticing it, took the bone flute into her hand in time.comforted:

"When you see these things for the first time, you will inevitably be a little nervous."

"When I was in Seattle, my specialty was catching criminals. Most of them were psychological speculation and profiling of sex offenders. I rarely saw such a vicious scene like this...making bones into flutes." Elle thought about it. Words describe it, rubbing hands for a while, holding Jessie's clothes and looking at the bone flute together.

"The flute has seven holes. Although it didn't take long to make it, the distance between the holes is very precise..." Jessie was silent for a moment, then said again, "If he didn't come from a professional flute maker, then he killed him. , far more than the five people investigated by the local police.”

Elle didn't speak, and looked at the bone flute and sighed.

Jessie put the flute back on the plate, with a bit of disdain in her tone, "It is said in the book that the bone flute is white and jade-like, but the tentacles of this flute will only make people feel bloody and cruel."

"Let's go, let's see if Hotch and the others can ask anything useful at the police station." Elle felt that she was in a panic staying here, so she pulled Jessie by the corner of her clothes and walked out.

Jessie opened her mouth to say something, looked at the hand holding the corner of her shirt, and finally closed her mouth, letting Elle pull her out the door.

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