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"Hotch gathered us so late, is there something important?" Reid yawned, Washington time, at three o'clock in the morning, the group met at the airport.

"I'm not very clear." JJ shook her head, "He told us to go to Boston." After boarding the plane, she took out the file from her bag and distributed it to everyone, "This is a message from Gracia, let's take a look first .”

"The Eye of God?" Jessie's heart sank when she saw the familiar sign, "Is that the Boston Butcher?"

"The murderer who died 11 years ago?" Elle frowned. "I heard about this case when I was studying. If it wasn't for injuries, why did it take nearly 11 years for him to do it?"

"That's a question for Hotch." Rossi put the file aside. "This was the first case he took on the job."

"In the past few years, he has often flown to Boston because of this case?" Morgan pondered, "He has been paying attention, and from time to time he is still investigating in private."

"Do we need to discuss it now?" Jessie was interrupted by Rossi, "No, wait for Hotch to listen to his analysis..."

"It's only three o'clock..." Rossi tucked himself into the sofa, "Go to bed first, good kids."

"Tom Shaunessy." Hotch got straight to the point after picking up a few people at the airport, "He led me on this serial murder case many years ago. We worked hard for six weeks, had no clue, and finally had to leave. Three days ago He found me..." Hotch sighed while driving, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to everyone in the back row, "The contract has expired, and he started killing again."

Reid took the yellowed paper and whispered, "If you let me go, I will let them go. As long as you and I are alive, I will keep the promise." He pointed to the eyes drawn on the paper , "This is the eye of God. The murderer regards himself as God to dominate the life and death of these people."

"Now the only person who knew about their contract just passed away last night, so is that why the police are calling us?"

"No, they haven't asked the FBI for help." Hotch shook his head to stop JJ's doubts, thought for a while and then said, "But they will find us sooner or later."

"Are we going to the crime scene?" Elle asked Hotch, looking out the car window at the street.

"Yeah." Hotch stepped on the gas, "He killed two people last night, we have to hurry up and get there."

"The eye left at the scene belonged to the ninth victim." Hotch introduced the case to the people behind him as soon as he arrived at the scene. "It is his usual style to put the items of the previous victim on the next deceased."

"This is not a copycat crime." Hotch looked at the two dead in a tragic way, with a low tone.

"He is back."

"Let's take a look at the ninth victim, Foyet." JJ transferred Foyet's photo to the screen, "He was with his girlfriend at the time, he was stabbed 19 times and escaped, but his girlfriend Not so lucky..."

"19 knives? A narrow escape?" Elle flipped through the previous cases, "This does not conform to the murderer's way of killing. In previous cases, he shot one person and stabbed the other to death. This is the only case where both of them were stabbed. case..."

"That doesn't explain anything..." Morgan frowned, "It's also possible that he kept improving his skills during the killing."

"Unless he is the murderer." Jessie pointed to the 19 wounds on the picture. "These 19 wounds are not deep, and none of them are in fatal places."

"As a serial killer, he would not make such a low-level mistake. He must have tried many times, how to hurt himself to gain the trust of the police without losing his life."

"You mean, he stabbed himself and disguised himself as a victim to avoid suspicion." Elle tapped on the table, this conclusion was a bit unexpected for everyone.

"Where's Hotch?" Reid looked around, but neither Hotch nor Rossi was seen.

"He and Rossi just went out, as if to say, to find out about the only victim..." JJ turned and glanced at the picture of Foyet on the screen.

"God..."

"Let's go." Morgan got up and packed his gun, "We have to make sure they are safe."

"But we don't know their specific address." JJ's words stunned several people, "Gracia can't find any information about Foyet."

Hotch and Rossi pushed open the office door, and saw the fear and fear on the faces of all the people, which disappeared the moment they appeared at the door.

Before Hotch could ask his doubts, JJ said softly, "Foyet is the Boston Butcher."

"What?" Hotch looked up in disbelief. "We just got back from his place, and he looked like a pure victim, nothing out of the ordinary."

"What did he say?" Elle raised her chin, "About this latest case."

"He looked scared." Hotch reflected on Foyet's every move, "He said his girlfriend was his love, and he was going to propose to her..." He called Gracia's phone, "Gracia, I'll give you A few aliases that Foyet has used, you look them up in the database and see if you can find anything useful."

"The three aliases they used show that they all work in the education system and they all teach computer science." Gracia's message was extremely synchronized. "Also, Foyet's girlfriend was in her first year at university and he was a teaching assistant for that class."

"How long has she been in class?" Elle took a pen to write it down.

"4 weeks."

"4..." Several people were taken aback for a moment, Elle couldn't help laughing, "It seems like it's love at first sight?"

"It's not like..." Jessie was about to ask again, when Hotch's cell phone rang suddenly, and the small ringtone lingered in the office, which was set off by the night and made it even more piercing.

"Gracia." Jessie picked up the handset of the landline and said in a low voice, "Track this call from the Hotch phone."

"Get~" There was a sound of typing on the keyboard from the receiver.

"Make a deal." Hotch turned the phone on to speakerphone, and the man's deep laughter came from the speaker, "If you let me go, I'll let them go."

"Do you think I'll agree?" Hotch firmly refused.

"It's a good deal." The voice laughed jokingly.

"I misread you, I didn't expect you to be so reckless, Foyet."

The voice froze for a moment, then laughed again, "You are much more difficult to deal with than... Tom, but it doesn't matter, I will be more famous than you imagined."

"2633 Budlong South Street, the location Gracia just positioned." Jessie put down the receiver, "Do you need us to go?"

Hotch stopped messing with Foyet unnecessarily and hung up the phone, "Let's go."

"Are you sure Foyet's still there after the phone call?" Morgan asked Hotch, turning his head sideways in the car.

"I'm not sure, but at least he doesn't know that we know the location..." Hotch hesitated, "I hope this time he can be brought to justice."

"I've been looking forward to this day for a long time."

The FBI rushed through the door with a gun, only to see the shivering reporter sitting on a chair.

"Colson, what about the others?" Hotch stepped forward and untied Colson, "Where's Foyet?"

"He left through the back door." The reporter picked up the computer tremblingly, "I came to interview him, but he suddenly changed his face... He pointed a gun at me and asked me to modify the ending of the book I wrote. He was blaming me..." Colson was still in fear, his voice trembling, "He asked me why I wrote him to death..."

Elle and Jessie searched the back door to no avail, and returned to the main hall, "He left before we came." Jessie handed the note she picked up to Hotch, and it's for you.

"I'll be more famous than you think." Besides the message, there was a picture of the eye of God.

"What is he trying to do?" Hotch frowned. "Look at that tone, he seems to have stopped killing."

"He turned the blame on you..." Jessie looked at Hotch worriedly, "He no longer increases his control by killing frequently, but..."

"Give yourself the upper hand by touching you." Elle bit her lip. "He wants to grab your weakness."

"I don't have a weakness." Hotch frowned as soon as he finished speaking, "No...Haley."

Jessie looked at Hotch rushing out the door, speechless for a while.

Obviously still in love, why do we still have to separate?

"Will Foyet hurt Haley?" Elle asked Jessie in the dim night.

"No." Jessie was silent for a second, then sighed, "His actions this time are more planned than last time, and it is more likely that he will target Hotch."

"Hotch protects Haley, we are responsible for protecting Hotch." JJ and Emily walked aside, shaking their heads, "The two of them, hey..."

"What's that?" Elle saw something flickering on the road not far away.Pulling the little doctor and walking a few steps, he picked up the things on the ground, "It's such a small ring."

"Only little girls can wear it." JJ looked around, "Which little girl would fall here?"

"It's a chastity ring." Emily observed it carefully. "Wearing it can show that you will keep your virginity before marriage."

chastity rings...

Jessie took this small object from Elle, as if she had heard it somewhere.

"Who's there!" A flashlight shot out in the darkness, Jessie subconsciously raised her hand to block the glare, and heard the voice of a woman sneering in front of her, "It's the police, don't you know that the first reaction should be to draw a gun? "

"Who would have the heart to do something to such a beautiful woman?" JJ opened his mouth to help Jessie, and with the help of the flickering street lights, she could see the woman in front of her clearly, "We...have we met in the theater together a few days ago?"

"Oh..." The woman turned off the flashlight, "I remember you." She turned her head and smiled sweetly at JJ, "You can really talk, much more fun than your boss~"

"Megan Kane." She took a few steps closer, stretched out her hand to JJ, her voice was a little seductive, "What's your name?"

"Jennifer Jareau..." JJ thought something was wrong, Emily's vinegar jar might have been knocked over.

Or the kind of overturning that you can't even pick up...

To avoid embarrassment, Jessie passed the ring in her hand, "Are you looking for this?"

A gleam of joy flashed in Megan's eyes, "Yes..." She was about to reach out to pick it up, but Jessie withdrew her hand.

"It's very important to you..." Jessie looked at the night sky, "otherwise you wouldn't come looking for it in the middle of the night."

"so what?"

Jessie looked at the person in front of her, first-class appearance, first-class figure, and first-class family background.

She didn't want to watch her ruin her future.Thinking of this, she put the ring back into Megan's hand, "I think you know what it means, and you will abide by it." She stopped what Megan wanted to say next, "We are the FBI. You can come to us for help.”

"FBI?" The woman in front of him chuckled.

"You don't have to trust us." Jessie said seriously, "But Hotch, he is our officer, you won't be disappointed in him..."

"It hasn't disappointed me so far." Megan twirled her hand around the little doctor's scarf, "You're pretty cute when you're dumbfounded..."

"Thank you..." Jessie's face was blushing, her heart turned cold, Elle must be jealous too... Secretly exchanging glances with JJ, she took Elle's hand, "But I already have a fiancee..."

Megan looked at the four people in front of her ambiguously, "I won't bother you anymore." Before she turned to leave, she said seriously, "I will take good care of this ring."

The author has something to say: Elle is jealous

Consequences...not too serious

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