[Zhongyingmei] The last string

Gee Foyet, 38, is the ninth and only surviving victim in the Boston death case.

With him at the time was his 19-year-old girlfriend Amanda, a beautiful young woman who was not so lucky.

The man on the screen is wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, exactly the same style as the glasses they just found on their latest victim.

Foyet looked quite gentle, like an ordinary clerical worker.

No different from anyone on the street, but suffered such evil.

Even if he was so lucky to survive, the blow he received was indeed indelible for a lifetime.

As for why Foyet survived, it turned out to be because death called 911.

The cocky serial killer called 911 after each kill to tell police where they could find the body.

The previous few times had been fine, but this one saved Foyet.

This made Reaper learn his lesson, and after this one time, never called again.

Now Foyet's glasses are on the latest victim, which means he may be in danger.

Death may be coming to take the life Foyet stole back then.

*****

Another elderly couple was killed. The husband was stabbed to death and the wife was shot.

Viola is investigating the murder scene with Hotch.A big eye was drawn with blood on the champagne-colored car, which was exactly the same as the logo left by the God of Death every time before.

Viola had never seen such a serious expression on Hotch.Although to other people, he just frowned and pursed his lips as usual, but in Viola's eyes, he had a very low aura around him, and he was in a very bad mood.

The case troubled him as much as the concert hall bombing had troubled her.

Hotch has studied this case over and over again over the years, and it can be said that he is very familiar with it.

When he saw the messy vanity bag, he almost subconsciously felt that something was missed by them.

Sure enough, he found a photo in the upturned light shield inside the car.

'Fate? '

Such a statement was written in blood on the photo.

"An extra question mark?" Viola frowned slightly looking at the photo in Hotch's hand, which was different from the previous message.

But compared to the doubts in Viola's heart, Hotch's reaction was much faster.

"This is for us," he said, pursing his lips. "He's telling us that this is not fate. We have ten years to prevent these people from dying."

When he said this, his tone was a little low, with a little anger and unwillingness.

"Did you do a profile?" This is not a judgment that you can blurt out after seeing an extra question mark without researching anything.

Hotch nodded, and he said: "At that time, my profile started, but the case was broken later, so..."

"Why didn't you tell us?" He could have posted the profile and saved a lot of time.

"I'm afraid if my profile is off..." He didn't finish the sentence, but Viola already knew what he meant.

This was the first time she saw Hotch showing a lack of confidence, which showed how much he took this case seriously.

"But you think your profile is correct, don't you?" Otherwise he wouldn't have said that to her.

Hotch paused, and finally nodded in acknowledgment.

"Then release the profile to the police." Viola has a high degree of trust in him. This is not blind, but a profile made by a senior and excellent profiler after ten years of dedicated research is worthy of trust.

After returning to the police station, Hotch and Rossi collaborated to release a profile to the police.

Other team members were exchanging information with Garcia, and the information Garcia found surprised them very much.

Believing Foyet to be in danger, Garcia made it a top priority to investigate where Foyet was.

But it never occurred to him that Foyet seemed to have evaporated from the world, and no information about him was left anywhere.

After being discharged from the hospital, Foyet quit his job, sold his car and house, canceled his bank accounts and credit cards, and wiped out all information related to himself.

This is not difficult to understand, after being so traumatized, it is quite normal to want to protect yourself.

But Foyet's behavior is brave. After all, not everyone can cut off all ties with everyone and everything that can connect them.

This means that there is no such person as Foyet in the world anymore.

When everyone was very distressed about this matter, Hotch suddenly had a flash of inspiration and contacted a reporter Roy·Colson.

This is a reporter who has been running around the case for years and has written a biography of Death in Boston.

Sure enough, he did have some connection to Foyet.

*****

Hotch and Viola found the place according to the address they got from Roy.

Foyet was visibly surprised when he saw them coming, obviously not knowing how they had managed to find him.

Ten years have passed, and he looks much older. His black hair has turned white, which doesn't match his age at all.

He walked with a limp and was coughing all the time.

Viola can see that he is very resistant to FBI agents, and seems to be full of distrust for everyone.

"I knew it...it wouldn't be a copycat." Foyet tremblingly pulled the evidence bag from Hotch's hand, which contained his glasses from ten years ago.

He looked terrified, causing him to cough violently, so much that he took some water to subside.

"I was going to propose to her that night."

Foyet began to recall the scene of that night unconsciously, which made the two agents present frown.

This is undoubtedly a secondary injury to the victim, and he doesn't need to do it.

"He stabbed Mandy a full 67 times!" he said, suppressing his fear and anger.

Having said that, he looked up at the two detectives, gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you know how long it takes to stab a person 67 times?!"

"And I...and I can only watch..." He bowed his head deeply, unwilling and regretful.

While sympathy arose in Viola's heart, she unconsciously felt something strange.

From the words of the supposedly pitiful victim in front of him.

But it is impossible for her to ask the question now, this is a very imprudent behavior.

The pair got the addresses of many houses from Foyet, which were safe houses he had bought over the years to avoid death in Boston.

Hotch offered to take him to a safe place for protection, but Foyet refused.

Boston was his hometown, and he didn't want the last place of peace in his heart to be taken away by that damned serial killer.

He never bows his head.

The two agents tried to persuade him to no avail, so they could only tell him to contact them if anything strange happened.

The black SUV was driving fast on the road, and Viola hadn't said a word since getting into the car.

"Roy just sent me a text message saying he wants to see me, let's go to the news agency first... Viola?" Hotch was halfway through speaking, only to realize that the person sitting in the co-pilot was a little out of his mind.

"Ah..." After being called by her name, she suddenly realized, "En."

"What's wrong?" Hotch could feel that the people beside him seemed to be struggling with something.

Viola hesitated for a while, and finally spoke.

"Aaron, it might just be me being too sensitive, but..."

"Go ahead."

After getting approval, Viola continued: "It's about Foyet, I... always feel that something is wrong."

Hotch frowned slightly and parked the car on the side of the street.

"continue."

"He said that the God of Death stabbed his girlfriend 67 times," she said. "At that time, he had been stabbed several times by the God of Death, and he was bleeding profusely. A normal person would have passed out long ago."

"Maybe a police officer told him later." Hotch understood the meaning of Viola's words, but didn't agree with her for the time being.

Viola shook his head and replied: "He looked at us very seriously when he emphasized this sentence, and his tone became more serious. He asked us how long it would take to stab a person 67 times, then... that's like he personally experienced it. Had the same."

"Besides, I know what it's like to have someone you love die before your eyes." That's why she was so sensitive about it.

For so many years, she has recalled the explosion countless times in her mind, with cries, help calls, noisy sirens and ambulances, and the boundless sea of ​​flames.

As long as this matter is mentioned, the hatred in her heart will swell, and what she thinks of is not her parents, but the murderer who is still at large.

Foyet was similar to her, his tone sounded resentful, but all he mentioned was his girlfriend who died tragically, how terrible the scene was at that time, and how long the time was for him.

As for the god of death, he only mentioned a few words, and then began to talk about how hard he had been these years, and how hard he had worked to avoid the god of death.

With the object of bloody feud, he didn't mention it, and he didn't even ask the FBI to catch him quickly, but just kept mentioning himself and his girlfriend who died tragically.

This is really strange to Viola.

"Although to me, the explosion seems to have happened yesterday," Viola said calmly, "However, I refuse to fully describe the scene of that day."

She wanted to remember the beauty of her parents, not the sight of their tragic deaths in the bombing.

This is the same for everyone.

"The serial killer will constantly recall the scene when he killed, in order to recall the pleasure that killing brought him."

"Aaron, remember your profile? Reaper is very disciplined, which makes his life like a model, rigid and regular. He can't maintain close relationships with others, and he can't work with others. Foyet is now This state."

"There is also teenage fetishism, his girlfriend is only 19 years old, this is the type that Death likes most."

The more Viola spoke, the firmer her tone became.

There is absolutely something wrong with this person.

The author has something to say: You guys, why don't you believe me so much

You see how real I am, right? I sent so much candy just now, how could I start abusing so quickly?

Of course it's later

So Buddha is about to call his first curtain call

Notice that w's next original case will link with Shenxia_(:з」∠)_

Characters in this chapter

Victim No. [-] in the Gee Foyet Boston Reaper case, suspected Reaper himself

Amanda Foyet's girlfriend, dead at the hands of Boston's Grim Reaper

Thank you little angel Yuma for the mine, kiss(づ￣3￣)づ