[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the crime scene

[How do you want to quote? ] The golden barrage is shining brightly in the dark bedroom.

Mo Xian returned to Quantico's house in the dark without turning on the lights, and slipped into the bedroom through the back door without making a sound. After changing her clothes, she tied up a high ponytail, took out a pistol, and replied in the live broadcast room, " Make a plan with the police or something."

[In this posture, I thought you were going to fight alone] The golden barrage said so.

"Am I stupid? Someone doesn't use it?" Mo Xian gently pushed the loaded magazine into the pistol, making a crisp sound, "Last time I had to, how can I fight alone this time."

As a last resort?Why do you have to?This idea turned around in Staff Officer Chen's mind before he typed slowly, [You can go to Garcia first and ask her to help you eliminate the target. If you are lucky, you may be able to find the address of the other party directly. ] "It's okay if the FBI didn't find me and Garcia?" Mo Xian asked with some doubts.

[This is different,] Ye Yushi couldn't help but interjected, [Now the clues are much clearer. We know his occupation, appearance, and his leg is injured. In fact, the police have gradually approached the other party. You can't come back. It doesn't matter. ] "It has nothing to do with him, it has something to do with me," Mo Xian stuffed the gun into the holster issued by the FBI and tied it to his belt, picked up the phone under the moonlight to call Garcia, "I have to meet tomorrow Hurry back with before."

Garcia was drinking coffee in BAU's own small black room full of computer screens to refresh herself. When she received the call, she thought something had happened. She didn't know that Mo Xian had returned, and she readily revealed all the clues of the case.

In fact, through profiling and investigation, Garcia got more than [-] candidates who work in a cosmetics company and whose business trips coincide with several places where the crime happened. However, no one matched the portraits, so she was wondering whether the portraits were wrong. .

There should be nothing wrong with the profile, but the portrait—how can there be two of the man shot in the thigh so coincidentally?Since the profiling is correct and the portrait is also correct, then it is time to change the investigation method.

"Garcia, check whether those people have ex-wives or ex-girlfriends applying for a protection order?" Mo Xian asked, the US protection order can prevent people from hurting and harassing the protected person, and is usually used for women who have been subjected to domestic violence. She guessed The suspect drew a heart shape on the victim's chest, put on lipstick, and tortured and sexually assaulted the victim. It is very likely that he had emotional entanglements, and a man like the suspect who is prone to violence, as a couple, should take what measures.

"Wow, there's one!" Garcia's excited voice came after a crackling sound of buttons on the opposite side, "But he's not on this list, he's an assistant to a makeup artist on the list—damn, how did I forget the assistant I will also travel with the makeup artist - the name is Keith Green, 28 years old, her ex-girlfriend applied for a protection order against him a year ago, just before the first case was committed, poor girl, this protection order may was the trigger that prompted his murder."

"Where does that girl live?" Mo Xian asked nervously.

"I live in Richmond now," Garcia sighed. "Let me see. Her name is Winnie Jeffrey. Hey, she was reported missing two days ago. Is it Keith..."

"Impossible," Mo Xian frowned. "Two days ago, the day I was attacked, he was not in Richmond. Is that Winnie a stranger?"

Garcia searched the past and told her that Winnie Jeffrey was born in Cleveland, Ohio, and fell in love with Keith on the Internet two years ago. This big city is too common. After breaking up with Case, I didn't find any good jobs. I could only pick up odd jobs from time to time. Recently, I didn't even have a record of odd jobs.

How can a single woman support herself without a job?Although Mo Xian didn't want to make such a guess, the disappearance, non-local person, and maybe a prostitute were enough for her to infer—"Garcia," Mo Xian said with a dry throat, she cleared her throat, "You send her information Pass it on to Hodge."

Garcia gasped, "What do you mean?"

"Do the bones of the 63 people in the corpse pit match her DNA record?" Mo Xian said this, which proved that Garcia's bad premonition might come true.

"No," there was another sound of typing, Garcia breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time raised his heart, "There is another possibility."

Yes, there was another possibility that Winnie was caught and not dead, which meant they might be able to save her.

"Transfer it to Hodge first," Mo Xian said calmly, "Let him ask the person who reported Winnie missing, by the way, help me check if Keith Green has any record of checking in at the hotel."

Garcia said no, and Mo Xian was not surprised. After all, Case had never rented a house with his real name when he killed people in other places, so she asked her to check it just in case.

"Do you remember the pseudonym he used to rent the house under a pseudonym?" Mo Xian asked while sitting on the bed in the dark bedroom.

"Ben & Jerry, Frank Anthony, Philip Joyce," Garcia counted as he tapped the keyboard, "all irregular."

The case was in trouble again. Mo Xian rested his chin on Erlang's upturned legs, thinking about other ways to find Case's hiding place, and the audience in the live broadcast room also used their brains. house? ] [The police must have found it, and after his routine is seen through, he will not be so stupid as to repeat it again. ][What about hotels and hotels? ] [Quantico has only about [-] residents,] Li Shi, who is good at using search engines, concluded, [there are only a few hotels and hotels, unless he has friends here, otherwise the police would have checked them out a long time ago. ] "Huh?" Mo Xian straightened up, she quickly picked up the phone and said to Garcia, "Garcia, are you still there?"

"Well, baby," Garcia responded briskly.

"That portrait," Mo Xian stood up and paced back and forth by the bed, "The portrait dictated by the doctor, have you compared it with Keith Green?"

"Wait a minute!" Garcia called up his facial recognition software, compared the portrait with Case's photo, and the similarity was - "10%!"

That's right, it stands to reason that there are photos that can be identified even if Case is a makeup artist assistant, but Garcia has failed before, which shows that the doctor has a ghost. A man who was attacked by a man with one leg and no weapon who lost too much blood would not even be robbed of his gun.

"Tell this clue to the police, and," Mo Xian touched the gun on his waist, then walked towards the back door, "Send me the doctor's address."

[Don't be dead, broadcaster! ] Seeing that she seemed to want to get involved, the bullet screens hurriedly stopped, [Stay at home and wait for the news that the prisoner has been caught. ] [Let the police go, don't join in the fun. ] [We are very worried about you, dear. ]

[Hey, let's not go into the muddy water. ]

"I'm not going to join in the fun." With the help of the lights on the side of the road, Mo Xian saw the address on the phone screen and left his villa, "You don't even think about it, where does the doctor live?"

[It takes 10 minutes to take a car from your villa,] Ye Yushi used the taxi program to locate and got this information.

Mo Xian called to book a taxi, and explained to the audience in the live broadcast room consciously, "That's right, the doctor dared to lie to the police to cover Case, which means that they have a good relationship, very good, but since the relationship is so good, why did Case Didn’t contact him at the beginning? There is no record of them being friends in the database—otherwise the police would not be so easily deceived, so I suspect that they were strangers before and just met now.”

[Why are you so familiar when you just met? ] Li Shi asked the question that everyone wanted to ask.

"Yeah, why do you feel like a best friend when you just met?" Mo Xian's voice focused on the words "best friend".

[Because...] Han Jiangxue hesitated to guess the answer, [Because they have common hobbies? ] [Because they are all serial killers? ] Mo Xian did not answer directly, "Don't forget, he is... a doctor."