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"Hodge," while the BAU team was discussing the profiling, JJ came over to them and said, "A retired judge heard about this and wanted to give us clues. The sheriff and I will go and have a look first."

"Okay," Hodge nodded, "be careful."

After the two left, other team members continued to improve the profiling results of the case. They agreed that Mo Xian's reasoning direction was generally correct and added many details.

The murderer's age ranges from 30 to 60 years old, because the other party's murder has been maintained for more than five years, and young people rarely have enough patience and habits.Therefore, Garcia excluded a group of suspects under the age of 30 from the database.

"Look up the hotels and inns that existed five years ago," Emily said to Garcia on the phone as the BAU group got together.

Five years is not a long time, so only a small group, about a dozen hotels, were excluded.

"The other party is a believer, and judging from his anger towards the victim, he should have had conflicts with others because of the doctrine. He will strongly demand that those believers who accidentally violated the commandment be sanctioned, especially the young people who have not yet controlled When I am angry," Rhett asked the deputy sheriff at this point, "is there any big church in this area?"

The deputy sheriff shook his head. He told the other party that because there are many tourists in this area, the population is mobile, the permanent residents are unstable, and there are hardly many large churches.

"It doesn't have to be this side," Rossi mused. "Judging from his knowledge of Richmond, he may have lived in Richmond when he was young."

The scope is too large. Richmond has a population of 20 people, and the people of the United States generally believe in religion. The FBI cannot visit them one by one, which will delay a lot of manpower and time.

"Garcia, those hotel owners, have you ever been a teaching staff?" Hodge asked hopelessly, but Garcia gave him a name, "Alvafort".

Alvafort believes in Catholicism and is 35 years old. The hotel is located in an area close to the entrance of Richmond Forest Park, which also means that it is very close to the road. He has a second-hand black Ford under his personal name, which is not a problem in the slums. inconspicuous.

[Why would a man named Ford drive a Ford? ] The barrage couldn't help complaining when I saw this, [If this can work, I want to call it Rolls-Royce. ] [It is near the entrance, there are many people in this place,] Yan Li is sensitive to the loopholes in the data, [unless he detains the victims in another place. ] [Ford has only this hotel under his name,] Chen Yi, who remembers clearly, refuted the other party, [So it's impossible. ] BAU also noticed that the profile did not fit. "He has no criminal record, which is very unusual. It is impossible for a normal person to suddenly become a serial killer. His personality will definitely cause him to conflict with other people," Rossi said. He touched his chin and said, "Anyway, let's go and have a look first."

The police were called, and a group of people took the police car with the blue and white lights on the roof and drove all the way to Alvafort's address in the database. This is a four-storey hotel with a lawn surrounded by a fence and a stone path. The FBI asked other police officers to guard the front and rear doors. Hodge and Morgan, who were wearing black suits, walked straight into the hotel and asked the lady at the front desk about Alvafort.

"Ford!" the woman in her thirties yelled down a bay-carpeted hallway, stepping on her black high heels as she yelled. "Ford, you're here!"

"Who is it?" A middle-aged man on crutches came out of the door on one side of the corridor. When he saw the police, his eyes widened and his eyebrows were slightly raised. The whole expression lasted less than a second, "The police are here What are you doing?"

It wasn't fear, it wasn't anger, it was genuine surprise, and Mo Xian felt that they had found the wrong person.

"Mr. Ford," she winked at Hodge, and asked first regardless of whether he understood or not, "We want to ask you to find out about the situation. I heard that you were once a church member?"

Ford seemed to be full of love for his role in the church. He raised his chin slightly and nodded proudly.

"That would be great, Mr. Ford." Mo Xian put on a sincere expression and looked at the other person eagerly, "I would like to ask, is there such a person in your church? He should be five to ten years old. He used to be the most staunch believer in the church, but his attitude towards other believers..." Then, she gave a rough overview of the profiling results drawn by BAU.

Mo Xian's modest and earnest attitude obviously pleased the other party. He sat in the front hall of the hotel leaning on crutches, racking his brains a bit. Taking this opportunity, Hodge asked the policemen guarding the door to remove— — Even if they don't understand microexpressions, they can also conclude from Ford's crutch that they have found the wrong person.And when Emily was chatting with Mrs. Ford, she also brought out the fact that Mr. Ford's foot was broken half a month ago, and the latest murder happened two days ago. Obviously, the man who can only move one leg Mr. Ford couldn't drive alone anyway, let alone throw a body.

Mo Xian asked this question just to find a way to go down. After all, a large group of police officers suddenly visited, but left in such a desperate manner without asking anything, it will inevitably give the other party a mentality of "the police are unreliable". No conclusion, Mo Xian also intends to find a reason to leave after a while, in short, it is good to fool the other party first.

What she didn't expect was that Mr. Ford actually thought of such a person, his expression suddenly relaxed, and became more and more dignified, "I remembered, I didn't think of him at first, after all we are very close Friends for many years, but apart from him, I can't think of anyone else who fits your description."

"Who is it?" Morgan asked eagerly.

"John Garland," said Mr. Ford, covering his face with his hand, "I really don't want it to be him."

Leaving aside this sentence, he began to explain why he thought it was John, "20 years ago, we met in Richmond. He was relatively quiet, but he was very radical about the church. He advocated that all those who violated the teachings should be hanged. ——This is of course impossible, so we just listened to what he said. We did not expect that he sentenced a criminal who accidentally stabbed someone to death in a church seven or eight years ago. You know, Virginia only gives one Death penalty for first-degree murder..."

"Wait!" Hodge interrupted roughly and eagerly, "He sentenced a criminal to death? Is he a judge?"

"Not anymore," said Ford, shaking his head. "Because of that misjudgment, he resigned voluntarily. Now he is an innkeeper like me."

Emily gasped.

"JJ!"