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I'm almost sure that the flight attendant must have something to do with our victim, but this seems to be just an affair and has nothing to do with the case, so I didn't take it seriously even if I guessed it , drove to Rye Town with Reid in the car.

Rye Town is not far from this town. I looked at the train route map in the car. There are not many small towns by the forest. There are only Rye Town and the town we just passed, and Morgan and the others went to The small town is not close to the train station.

Lay Town is a very small town with a population of just over 1000 people. It is hard for me to imagine that there are trains stopping here. The police station in the town is very small, and there is no eye-catching sign at the entrance of the police station. Look It looks very inconspicuous, and we still asked a few people to find the location of the police station.

There were only two people in the police station, neither of whom was wearing a uniform. One was sleeping on a wooden table, and the other was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and listening to the radio with his earphones plugged in. When he saw us coming in, he slowly took off the earphones and lifted Start by asking us: "What's the matter?"

Reid took out his ID and showed it in front of him. The incompetent police officer froze for a moment, then stared at us for a while: "FBI?"

He stood up from the chair, stretched out his hand and pushed the sleeping policeman next to him, woke him up, and then asked us: "What is the fbi doing here?"

"Come to investigate the case." I motioned to Reid to take out the photo and handed it to the police officer. I slightly twitched the corner of my mouth and said, "We found her body in the woods, and it is estimated that the time of death should be more than a year ago. You guys Ever seen her?"

Hearing the case, his expression became much more serious, he stared at the photo for a while, and shook his head, but the police officer next to him who just woke up saw the photo when he opened his eyes, and stared at it in a daze, frowning. I didn't speak for a while, and after a while, I said, "She seems familiar..."

He finally woke up from his sleep at this moment, wiped his face and said: "After she lived in the small town for a few days, she went into the forest with another woman, and we wanted to dissuade them from coming , don't you remember?"

The last sentence he said was obviously to his partner. The policeman frowned and thought for a while, and finally got an impression: "Oh yes, I remembered, this woman joked that there are treasures in the forest So they can't wait to get in."

"Another person?" I don't remember the male victim who was killed a year ago. Reid asked directly: "What impression do you have of the other person?"

They both thought about it, and shook their heads: "It seems to be pretty good, but I don't have much impression."

We went to the hotel where the victim stayed before. The owner of the hotel was a middle-aged couple. After seeing Reid's ID, the husband took out a notebook from under the counter and handed it to us: "This is last year's book. The name of the occupant is all here, in order to avoid mistakes, we record one book a year."

Reid took the notebook, calculated the approximate check-in time of r, sat on the sofa in the lobby and played his fast reading speed, and began to read it. I walked around the bottom of the building boredly, and went to their kitchen to read Looking around, a white woman in a sweater and slippers was making instant noodles. She saw me go in and looked in my direction: "Hi, are you a new tenant?"

I smiled at her, shook my head, and walked slowly to her side: "I'm from the fbi, my partner is outside, we're investigating a case... how long have you lived here?"

Holding the fork, she seemed startled, stared at me with wide eyes, thought for a while and said, "It's been almost two years, I'm considered a permanent resident here."

"Two years? So do you know R?" I took out her photo from my pocket, unfolded it and handed it to her. She put the fork on the instant noodles, took the photo, frowned and recalled for a while Said: "Well... I have seen her."

I didn't have much hope at first, but I felt a sense of surprise when I heard this sentence, and I suddenly regained my energy, and she continued to cooperate: "I don't know her very well, and she left after living here for a short time. "

"So what about s?" Reid appeared at the door. I don't know how long he had been listening here. He walked in with a slight frown and stared at the lady. She nodded without hesitation this time: "Darcy is my friend... oh, she seems to have a good relationship with R."

I thought this name sounded familiar, and after thinking about it for a while, I connected this name with our latest victim. I never thought that the two of them would be connected before!

Because according to the degree of decay of the corpses, the time difference between their deaths was at least half a year!

Darcy's body seems to have been dead for several months, but r's body has been dead for at least a year from the degree of ossification. No matter what method is used, it is impossible to fake such an obvious time of death, so we did not connect the two of them. Together, and according to Garcia's information, the two of them had no intersection before coming here, and this Darcy seems to be used to paying bills in cash, and Garcia didn't even find much records of her consumption.

That being said, Darcy disappeared when she first came to travel at the beginning of the year, and I hurriedly asked: "Then did the two of them leave together in the end?"

She frowned and thought for a while and said, "I don't remember clearly, it seems that the two of them went to explore the forest together."

This matches what the policeman said!

How could it be such a coincidence?Have any other victims lived here?Could it be that the murderer is lurking here?

Now that Quantico’s test results have not yet come out, it is difficult for us to draw conclusions, but there is one thing that makes me feel very strange. Why did unsub choose to catch two people at once, which is easy to miss? Why didn’t he choose to catch the single one? people?

I glanced at Reid, his index finger was slightly bent, and he was frowning with his chin thinking. The lady standing in front of us looked at us and asked: "Officers, if there is nothing else, I will go eat noodles."

I smiled at her and turned to let her leave the kitchen with her face up.

"At the beginning, we inferred that they had so many corpses because of family inheritance. Now, can we expand this hypothesis, and the target is two people at once—does it mean that the father may be bringing the child together?" Hunting'?" Reid seemed to have figured out something suddenly, he opened his brows and looked at me and said a lot of words in one breath, but he stopped here, and I also had doubts: "I think what you said is very likely , but that doesn't explain why they died at different times."

Reid frowned again, nodded: "Yeah, it doesn't make sense."

"If the ultimate goal is to kill them, they will not choose to kill them separately. After all, it is very risky to imprison a person for half a year." I said incomprehensibly, and Reid nodded in agreement: "Darcy must be different There are still a lot of things that cannot be known until other autopsy reports come out."

We told him the results of the investigation here, and he was silent on the phone for a while, and then let us go back to the police station.

There is nothing we can do here. If we continue to investigate, the next step is to enter the forest, but it is obviously impossible for only the two of us, so we obediently returned to the police station.

Quantico sent autopsy results, and the estimated time of death varied, but one thing in common was that they were all women in their 20s.

Because there are too many bones, Quantico's inspection has not been completed yet. It will take some time to accurately identify each victim's identity, but the time of death has been basically determined, and the bones of the earliest victims have become brittle. It’s lighter, it’s been more than 300 years since the victims were killed, but there are not many such people. In the past 100 years, the number of victims’ bodies suddenly increased, and then there was a peak every 20 years or so.

Calculated, this year should also be a peak.

This is beyond my imagination. This murderous family has continued for more than 300 years without any interruption during this period. They don't even have any sense of guilt, and they actually let their children learn to kill.

Is this really human?Not everyone is antisocial!

When I thought of this, I seemed to have suddenly figured out something. I raised my head and said to me: "There is a certain chance that antisociality will be inherited, but the probability is not high. They have been passed down from generation to generation but have not been exposed. This is not contradictory. If it is not natural, then it is related to the acquired education. They may not let their children go to school, but choose to teach their children at home-only in this way can explain why every descendant of this family will become a serial killer. Killer."

Nodded and agreed with me: "Yes, you are right, but—"

Before he finished speaking, the sheriff opened the door from the outside. His expression was very serious, and I suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, he came here to inform us of bad news: "My people found another corpse. Not far from where we found the corpse, it seems that it hasn't been killed for a long time, and it hasn't decomposed yet."

We all stood up, put on our coats and prepared to go to the scene. I looked out the window while I was getting dressed. It was already dark when we came back from Ley Town. After reading the autopsy report, it was already ninety o’clock, Discussed opinions for a while, it is almost eleven o'clock now.

I'm going to the scene at this point, it seems that I have to stay up all night tonight.

Alas, that's why I don't like to handle cases at night. Just thinking about it with a flashlight on to find clues makes my head dizzy.

But even so, I still didn't feel any reluctance, and followed everyone on the car to the scene.