[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the crime scene

God said to man: "I hurt you so I can heal you; I love you so I punish you."

-Tagore

A group of people in handcuffs and shackles walked slowly in the dark tunnel, making the sound of metal collisions from time to time. They bowed their heads and walked like walking corpses. With a "squeak", the wooden door covering the cave trembled Weiwei opened, the hole in front of him was pitch black, only a few candles embedded in the wall gave off a faint orange light, and a group of people shuffled in one by one.

In the middle of the burrow is the prisoner’s pen, three sides of which are composed of pieces of wood half a person’s height to form a fence, leaving only one side for people to pass through. People sit one by one on three wooden benches surrounding the prisoner’s pen, between the prisoner’s pen and the three In front of the hole facing the wooden bench is a two-meter-high earthen platform that almost reaches the ceiling. On the platform is a judge's table like a podium. A man with gray hair is standing behind the table. The chair lights the candle on the table.

"Quiet!" The man hammered the hammer heavily, and roared angrily, "Quiet me!"

The original rustling of handcuffs and fetters immediately fell silent, and the people huddled together, trying to reduce their sense of existence as much as possible.

"Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name..." The man opened a thick book, prayed aloud, and read straight, "... all are yours, forever. Amen." When it was time, the people who huddled together under the Dharma table followed suit and said, "Amen."

The man clasped the cross on his chest tightly, made a cross, and stared at each one from left to right with his eyes like eagles and wolves. The people he glanced at couldn't help lowering their heads and dared not look at him. Circle, staring at a woman, pointing at her with a wave of his right hand, "You! Come out!"

The woman he pointed to trembled and looked at the judge on the high platform pleadingly, but the hard-hearted judge was not moved by her. He took out a gun from under the table, pointed at the woman and shouted, "I Call you out, sinner!"

The woman had to stand up and walk into the prisoner's pen in the middle of the burrow. Others who were already familiar with the procedure responded with a low "boooo" sound, leaving the thin woman alone to face the judge's anger.

"Woman, what's your name and where do you come from?" the judge asked condescendingly on the stage holding a candle.

"My name is Winnie Jeffrey," whispered Winnie, who was surrounded by wooden railings on three sides, timidly, "from Cleveland, Ohio."

"What did you come from Cleveland for?" the judge asked aloud. "Is it to spread heresy!"

"Of course not," Winnie protested in a low voice, taking a small step back.

"Shut up, witch!" The judge waved his hand, and the candle fell to the ground in front of the prisoner's pen, and the small flame flickered brightly. "I will punish you by burning at the stake! Execution will be executed in one month!"

"boooo..."

Richmond, Virginia

"Come on, Garcia," the day passed without knowing it. At night, while the BAU team was still discussing the suspect who was proficient in cosmetics and lipstick, Garcia called Hodge, and she got the rough forensic test report.

"It's terrible," Garcia, who was sitting in front of the computer, took a sip of water to suppress his shock. "There are 63 people, almost half of them are male and female. Our suspect really advocates equality, haha?" Her tone was full of sarcasm and injustice. "About a quarter of the victims were directly beheaded, a third were burned to death—mostly women, and two or three were shot, and the rest were tortured because of the long-term Died of pneumonia caused by immersion in cold water, died of thirst, stabbed to death by a knife..."

"Beheading, burning, and torture," Rossi mused, "this is not a simple murder, there is a ritual."

"In fact, the stake was used the most in Christianity in the Middle Ages. At that time, the Inquisition was afraid of witchcraft and launched a witch hunt that lasted for 300 years. About 100 million people died in this catastrophe. Many women who did not understand witchcraft He was also executed," Rhett continued, "At first, the Inquisition adopted hanging, and later it was said that the corpse of a witch would turn into a vampire, so it was used to prevent future troubles, so witches were associated with fire. I remember that there is a chapter in the Bible that says to those who violate the Ten Commandments, "The Lord will attack you with consumption, fever, fire, malaria, sword, drought, and mildew."

"So we're dealing with a cultist?" Emily asked hesitantly.

"I'm afraid so," Hodge said curtly, asking the force. "Is there any news about the discovery of the grave?"

The policeman glanced at his watch with a solemn expression, "Not yet, but it won't be kept secret for too long. The impact of this case is too great."

Yes, 63 people were murdered, the victims belonged to the bottom of society, and it was easy to stir up people's anger about class differences.

When everyone was silent, Garcia on the other end of the phone suddenly called out, "Wait!"

"What's going on? Sweetie." Morgan asked, clutching Hodge's phone nervously.

"Someone called the police," Garcia said quickly. "It happened in Quantico. A doctor in a small clinic called the police and said that a man who had been shot in the thigh came to seek medical treatment. He was bandaged and then tied up. A gun was found and he was not able to get away until now, the police are drawing a portrait based on the portrait provided by the doctor, blocking traffic in Quantico, and it may not be long before he can be caught."

"Check to see if anyone is staying in the bachelor apartment near the university," Hodge ordered immediately, "let the police pay special attention to the houses and roads near Mo Xian, the suspect may want to take revenge after being hit by her."

"I'll go back," Mo Xian interjected calmly upon hearing this, "He wants to find me, I can lure him out."

"No!" "No!" "Absolutely not!" The other members objected in unison, "You heard it too, the other party has a gun."

"He was injured by me, and he will definitely seek revenge from me. If he can't find me after he recovers from his injuries, there may be new victims." Mo Xian took out a semi-automatic pistol from his satchel. Yes, and my marksmanship is better than his."

"No," Hodge said with a cold face, "you just stay here obediently."

It was already late at night, and the members of the BAU team returned to the residences provided by the police station, preparing to recharge their batteries and go to Richmond Forest to meet JJ Mosey tomorrow. Sneaked into Richmond Airport and got on a plane bound for Quantico.

Generally speaking, pistols are not allowed on the plane, but fortunately she is an FBI—even an intern can fly under the flag of the FBI. Within half an hour, she quietly returned to her home in Quantico.

[Broadcaster, you are trying to die,] The golden barrage jumped out helplessly, [Isn’t it good to stay in Richmond? ] "Not good," Mo Xian turned the live broadcast camera outward, and changed into a sportswear that would not interfere with activities, "The grass on the grave of the person who dared to harm me last time is now two meters high."

Barrage:……

Thinking about it carefully, she is quite right _(:зゝ∠)_.

"I can't help it," Staff Officer Chen, who didn't have to work overtime for a while, was forced to stay in the office because of BAU's great help. "In short, rather than passively waiting for death, I should take the initiative and try to catch that person first."