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The next step was to quickly dispatch the police. I went to the place the lady mentioned with everyone in bau, but there was no response when I knocked on the door. Morgan kicked the door and went in. No one was seen in the hall. We dispersed and searched in various rooms.

They didn't issue me a gun, but I don't really need a gun, just walking behind reid empty-handed, watching him hold his gun in a frightening posture, I think I can use it without powers The gun was snatched from him.

He cautiously walked ahead, slowed down at the corner, and then turned around the corner suddenly. If you don't look at his posture with the gun, he looks decent. He slowly unscrewed the doorknob, and then rushed went in.

I was laid back, but I was actually ready to fight when he opened the door, and walked in after him—but there was nothing in the room.

No, I can't say nothing, this room looks like a small hall for afternoon tea, and there is a notebook on the small round table.

After confirming that there was no danger here, Reid put the gun back into the cowhide holster around his waist, and then took out his cell phone to call Garcia.

I went up to turn on the computer, and after the music started by windows, the computer desktop was displayed on the screen soon, and their desktop wallpaper was a cute white puppy. I couldn't believe that Unsub, who had killed so many people, would There is such a warm wallpaper.

Garcia has already remotely controlled the computer at this moment, and the mouse started to move by itself. She will solve the next thing without us doing it.

I sat in a chair and watched her quickly decipher the password of the unsub chat software, and these two careless unsubs didn't even delete the history.

The person with the code name b should be the other unsub we're looking for who has left the team, and their chat history reveals it well.

The chats between them are all bloody pictures, and sometimes there are photos of the couple and the corpse. The happy smiles of the two people in the photos form a disgusting contrast with the corpse behind them.

Garcia published a list of dislikes against these people on the phone. I am not in the mood to listen to it at the moment. The record is flipping up quickly. I have no time to read the text. Just looking at the pictures makes me feel very sick, reid Suddenly called out: "Wait."

The screen froze suddenly, and Reid slid the scroll wheel down a bit, only to show me: "2005-4-12, this is the day before the homeless man was murdered, b sent a document, showing that it has been received - garcia, Find out what that is."

The computer screen was moving fast again, and I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen. Soon, Garcia found it, and she clicked on a compressed package. After opening the picture, she couldn’t help screaming on the phone Voice: "Oh my God! Reid, you can operate it yourself, and tell me after you turn it off."

I was also taken aback by the big picture that popped up without warning. The picture showed a bleeding wound, which seemed to have been cut open by blunt force. There is also a nauseous feeling.

I subconsciously looked away, but Reid looked at the screen very seriously, scrolling down one by one, which made me grit my teeth and turn my head to continue watching.

——It’s actually like this after seeing this thing too much. At first, the range was uncomfortable. After twenty or thirty pictures passed, I seemed to get used to it. On the contrary, I felt that this picture was a bit strange.

Reid closed the compressed file and said to the phone: "Garcia, look for the chat history on February 2th."

The chat records were flipped very quickly, and the date was quickly flipped, and a hotch voice came from the door: "What is this?"

"Unsub keeps in touch with a person called b, and that b sends them some photos of massacres every time, and unsub starts looking for targets the next day..." Reid frowned while opening another compressed file, " Then unsub will send the photo to b, and sometimes attach a selfie of himself.”

"They are comparing." Morgan said in an unbelievable tone, Reid nodded, and clicked on the first picture in the compressed package: "I think so, and the pictures they sent prove it .”

"So you think that B is their leader?" Frowning slightly, Reid quickly replayed the picture, and then said to the phone: "Garcia, go back to January 1th."

The chat history quickly scrolled up, and sure enough, that b sent another compressed package.

I feel that my mood is a bit complicated now, and it seems a little sad, but it is not as uncomfortable as when I saw those 23 pairs of shoes before. My throat is a bit stuck, and I can only force myself to stare at the computer.

With this guess, they quickly checked the chat records in the order of the victims' deaths. Just like Reid guessed, unsub always committed the crime the day after b, and then took a lot of photos of the scene and sent them to b, but b He never showed up, and his photos always show only half of the weapon.

"Garcia, enlarge this photo." Hotch looked at the picture on the computer screen and said, the couple's selfie was quickly enlarged, and after correction, the picture was still very clear. H frowned slightly, "Bring the picture behind them The wall zooms in."

Garcia obediently zoomed in on the wall behind the couple. I saw the words "heis" written on it with blue spray paint, and the back was blocked by unsub, so I couldn't see what was written. There was a small in the upper right corner of the photo. The window doesn't look like an ordinary building.

Reid seemed to have thought of something, and pulled the chat history to the nearest one, saw the chat history of April, and unsub also had a few photos, even though only "he" was exposed on the wall, it could still be seen that it was the same storehouse!

I have already understood it, and of course I understand bau's. I said to the phone and pressed the speakerphone: "Garcia, look for any abandoned warehouses nearby."

"Yes, there is an abandoned warehouse 9 kilometers away from here." Garcia's voice was accompanied by a burst of intensive typing, and I followed Reid and the others to run out. As soon as I got in the car, she sent instructions: "Drive forward, the first Turn right at the second intersection..."

Morgan is a bit bad at driving. I sat in the back and grabbed the door handle, feeling a bit like riding a roller coaster. Reid, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was wearing a seat belt. He seemed to be quite used to this speed. Elle next to me was facing I smiled: "Aren't you used to driving like this?"

I smiled at her, let go of the door handle, and tried to keep my balance. 9 kilometers is actually not far away. Garcia’s instructions are very accurate, and Morgan’s driving skills are also very good. Anyway, I would never dare to drive like him. In this way, he stepped on the accelerator to accelerate and passed through the gap between the two cars.

It would be strange if I didn't get into an accident while driving like this.

He finally stopped at the back of a row of houses - this is not far from the previous abandoned house, standing at the door of the warehouse, you can even vaguely see the door of the house we just had, standing at the door of this warehouse At the door, you can clearly see the people coming in and out there, but due to the angle problem, as long as we enter the house, we will never see it here!

The rolling door of the warehouse is closed, but the bottom lock is not locked. The sound of pulling the rolling door is very loud, and the time is not short. If there is our unsub inside, this time is enough for them to be vigilant. I think this It's finally time for me to play!

I rubbed my palms a little excitedly, and then used both hands together to effortlessly draw a word on the door. Reid murmured enviously behind me: "This ability is really unscientific."

I was the first to rush in happily. Inside, a couple were sharpening their knives. There was a man lying on the ground who didn't know whether he was dead or alive. Next to him was an iron stick. The upper part in the middle was even slightly bent. Folded, it seems that this is what they usually use to attack people.

Morgan and the others rushed in behind me, pointed guns at them, and shouted: "FBI! Throw away the weapons! Put your hands up!"

The police officers who came in behind also pointed their guns at them, and even Reid raised his gun.

The couple glanced at each other, and after a while, they threw away the knife in their hands and were obediently arrested.

When I followed Reid to push them out, I felt elated. I reached out and patted Reid on the shoulder: "So we will hold funerals for those homeless people?"

Reid slowed down a little, walked beside me, and explained to me with a serious face: "When B is caught, the police station here should hold some rituals for them."

Oh yes, there is also a b.

I suddenly came back to reality, and felt that my heart seemed to be heavy again. B's behavior was not much better than this couple, and even worse than them. If B is not caught, the case will not be considered closed.

"I think there's something wrong with the mistress of the farm," Reid said with a frown. I almost forgot what the crying mistress I interrogated a few days ago looked like. I didn't expect Reid to remember her "'He's normal! He doesn't even change the time he goes home every day!' That's a weird thing in itself."

I thought about it, and it seemed that the lady had said such a thing, but it is really amazing that Reid can say it verbatim.

Maybe it was because my expression was too obvious, he glanced at me with a little humility and a little pride and said: "I have a photographic memory."

Europe!Amazing!

I think I got a new message from reid again, even if we have to go back and continue to question the crying lady, it can't make my mood worse, I admired from the bottom of my heart: "It's really worthy Genius, amazing!"

Reid looked at me again and didn't speak.

I always feel that he seems a little embarrassed. In fact, thinking about this kind of thing in my heart and saying it are completely different feelings. After I finished speaking, I regretted it a bit, but looking at Reid's expression, I think it is quite worth it... No, after this case is completely over, I must test Reid's tone!

The more I get in touch with him, the more I like him! !