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We followed the barking of the police dogs and walked over there. There was a long, somewhat steep downhill slope. The rotten leaves were about two people high from here to the bottom. The rotten leaves were very thick. You can't see anything from above, but the police dog is standing here and barking at the bottom. Obviously, something is buried by layers of rotten leaves.

Morgan did his part to climb down from the height we were standing on. Reid poked his head out to look below, licked his lips and shrank his head back, and walked to the distance with the policeman and the police dog. Go around.

I simply concentrated on my feet and jumped directly from the top... At this time, the ability is useless, right?

I'm already ready for the landing position. I thought that even if I accidentally tilted it, I would fall into the rotten leaves at most, and it wouldn't hurt. Who knew that what I stepped on was not the soft rotten leaves, but the hard ones. don't know anything.

I rolled my feet on it, sat down on the rotten leaves, and subconsciously propped my hands on the ground-I took off my gloves when I ran over just now, and now I feel a little bit touched by the rotten leaves. nausea.

"What the hell..." I complained, and picked up the thing from the thick pile of rotten leaves. It was a sneaker, which looked a little worn, obviously it had been worn for a long time, sports The surface of the shoe was so dirty I couldn't even see what color it was supposed to be.

Then I felt something stuck under my buttocks too. I groped under it and got another shoe.

This time it was a high heel.

It was only now that I felt something was wrong. I stood up and put on my gloves and fumbled among the pile of rotten leaves that reached above my knees. Morgan was at the end of it now, and asked a little strangely: "What's wrong?"

At a loss, I took out another shoe I touched from the rotten leaves, and then turned my head to look at the two shoes I had thrown aside just now, and asked the horrible guess that I had basically confirmed in my heart. Come out: "Are these... are the victim's shoes?"

Morgan didn't speak, just put on his gloves and rummaged in the pile of rotting leaves under our feet.

The bottom of this slope seems to be a depression. As long as you walk about ten steps outside, it will be a normal ground. The leaves will not exceed the instep. Unsub is obviously very familiar with the terrain here. Cover them up yourself.

When Reid and the others ran over, Morgan and I had dug out more than [-] shoes, some could be paired, some were single, obviously there were more shoes that we hadn't found in the fallen leaves.

With the participation of the police and reid, we simply moved all the leaves in the pit to one side to ensure that all the shoes could be found.

When we were all done, the big troops came, and everyone looked at the neat row of shoes by the pit and fell silent.

I don't know how to describe how I feel, when I first saw those broken bones, I was not so sad, and I didn't feel real when I saw those burnt clothes, but now, I look at 23 pairs of shoes here, I think I didn't even intend to open my mouth at all.

I even felt sad and a little angry.

Why did it take so long to find out? !Why did 23 people die but no one noticed something was wrong at the time? !

I never knew that my sense of justice was so strong before. After all, the serial murder cases I encountered in the past two times did not touch me very much, but this time when I looked at these shoes, I felt very heavy.

Reid was standing next to me, he seemed a little uncomfortable, turned his head to look at me, then turned back: "He will pay for these people."

His voice was so soft that only I could hear it. It took me a beat to realize that he was comforting me, which made me feel a lot better.

"We're going to get him." I turned to Reid and smiled, and watched the officer step up and put the shoes into the evidence bag.

We then searched the vicinity again, but found no other clues, and there was no other progress on Garcia's side. All we can do now is wait for the autopsy report to come out.

The female doctor seemed to be very concerned about this case. Two days later in the afternoon, she walked into the conference room of the police station aggressively with a stack of reports, slapped the report on the table and said, "A total of 23 corpses, seven women, sixteen men..."

That poor FBI agent who looked like a follower rushed in only now, showed us a sorry expression, and then called Dr. An not so confidently: "bones!"

The amazing female doctor didn't even turn her head, and pushed the report in her hand forward, and pushed it in the middle of the table. Over the past two days, my mentality has improved a little, and I am no longer as scared as I was when I felt useless at the beginning. Stumbled, now seeing the autopsy report in front of him, he reached out to take a copy to read.

They also each took a copy of Dr. An and spoke very confidently: "Five of them are prostitutes, four of the men are chronically malnourished, and eight of them are disabled-I asked my team to do facials on them. In addition to restoration, the simulated photos are in the report to you...in fact, there are many animal bones in it."

I haven't seen any other autopsy reports. I just think this report is a bit too brief. Apart from analyzing the victim's skeleton, it's just a photo of the restored face. I don't know what it's useful for.

But I don't understand, it doesn't mean that the people at Bau didn't understand, and quickly took out their mobile phone and called Garcia: "Garcia, I'll send you a photo, you can compare who they are."

H also sincerely thanked Dr. An: "Thank you very much, this really helped a lot."

Dr. An smiled cheerfully. She seemed really happy to help. She asked cheerfully, "How are you going to investigate?"

"Our technicians will compare their faces with those in the database to find out who they are." Hotch briefly explained that An didn't continue to ask, but got down to business: "Twelve of these people are Died of a broken skull and multiple fractures on the body, the remaining 12 people have more or less fractures, but the cause of death is not clear-these marks are different from the fractures after death, I think it is very likely that the murderer used The method is different.”

"The type of preference is uncertain, and the modus operandi is also uncertain." Hotch repeated, and Morgan quickly picked up the words: "So our unsub is likely to be more than one person."

"A careless team, they probably met on vacation at the farm, for some reason they got together and started committing crimes together... They probably killed people for fun." Reid analyzed very quickly, "In this way People who are often antisocial, once aroused it is difficult to control themselves."

"There is no such large-scale report now." Elle glanced at them, followed Reid's words and continued, "So this team should be disbanded now."

"But they can't stop." Wei Wei narrowed her eyes and laughed, "Some of them must still be committing crimes somewhere, and those who come to the farm for vacation can't be very far from the farm... Garcia."

It was only then that I noticed that the computer screen was on again, and Garcia had already connected to the video here. When she was named, she nodded vigorously, and the exaggerated big earrings on her ears flickered: "Almighty Garcia found out that San Antonio is near The crime rate in the past two years does not seem to have changed much, but the crime rate in the 26th precinct and the surrounding 6 precincts has continued to rise. Last year, there were 133 murders, of which the unsolved ones are..."

She clicked the keyboard crisply, and then said: "39 cases... 26 cases have not been cracked so far two years ago, more than ten cases more than three years ago...Of course, I also checked The list of people who live in this area and the list of travelers on the farm overlap is 423 people, which is too many."

I don't really have any idea about this number, and looking at the expression of Dr. An, I seem to be a little dazed, but the face of Bau's person is a little bad, and Reid picked up the map that was put aside and drew it with a pen. The detective's expression was not very good either, he leaned over to the doctor and explained: "The homicide is a major case, and it is at the first place on our list, and the cases that were not solved two years ago will not be invested too much now. After all, our police force is limited, and there are new cases every year."

So those unsolved cases may never be solved after new cases come in.

Garcia reported some other areas, but it didn't seem so exaggerated. In the end, she took us on the plane without hesitation-of course, Dr. An and Agent Booth who helped us a lot were not forgotten.

After we got off the plane, we hurried to the police station in San Antonio. The sheriff of that county had obviously contacted them before. to us.

The habit of the police station is to put a case in a cardboard box. In the past three years, there have been more than 80 cases.

It took about two hours from the flight to the time we arrived at the police station. Garcia didn't call until we started sorting out the messy cases. H put the phone on speakerphone and put it on the table so we could all hear: "unsub It's really... Ou Tian, ​​you must be able to catch him, right?"

Her voice sounded depressed, Reid cleared his throat and seemed to try to comfort her: "Actually, it can't be said that it was him, we think this time there is more than one unsub, their modus operandi..."

"Yes, babygirl, we're going to catch them." Morgan interrupted him and said into the phone, Reid gave Morgan a bewildered look, looking a bit dazed, obviously he didn't understand himself What is wrong.

"Oh..." Garcia sighed, and finally got to the point, "A total of 23 victims, including 5 prostitutes, a lady from a good background, and a middle-class girl in high school, ten Three homeless men, one boy who just graduated from high school, two men from good families... I will send the specific information to your computer later."

"You must catch him, I...I'll hang up first." Garcia's voice became lower and lower, and it sounded like she was about to cry the next moment.

I can probably understand how she felt, and I felt the same way when I saw those shoes.

It is because of this that the existence of bau is admirable, isn't it?