[Comprehensive] American Police Story

~~~~~ Healthy people do not torture others, and it is often those who have been tortured who become torturers. ~~~~~

Back from the circus, Morgan and Roy find nothing on the merits.But the two of them saw all the beautiful scenery and strange things, so it was not a waste of time.

Like Sanders, Rhett returned empty-handed. Although the botanical garden had birdwing butterflies, they were strictly registered.The dead ones will be made into specimens, and the hatched ones are kept in the botanical garden, and are not sold to anyone.

Rossi and jj also got nothing. The greenhouse of insect lovers is more strictly managed than the botanical garden, and it is absolutely impossible to secretly sell butterfly specimens.

"Did you go to the black market?" Grayson said when he saw that everyone in Bau was in a stalemate.

"There is no Internet to check the black market." Garcia shrugged, saying that he was helpless.

"Are we going to pretend to be buyers?" Roy knew Grayson's reputation in the insect world, and many people probably knew his face, so it was impossible to sneak into the black market.

"No, there is no need for face-to-face transactions in the black market now." Sanders said immediately, "but its source is also unstable, and it is even more difficult to trace. FedEx does not require real names, and package security has declined in recent years."

"However, we can ask for an inspection first." Grayson made another suggestion, "There are quite a lot of counterfeit and shoddy products that are assembled with other species of butterflies and added colors."

"Sellers outside of Las Vegas can be ruled out directly. Even if the seller is not a suspect, he should know who in this circle is most likely to own this butterfly." Morgan picked up his hands and thought about this seriously. Candidates for this disguise mission.

"I'm an expert in identification, and I know a lot about insects, and I have a good brain." Sanders immediately raised his hand, "I also have good acting skills, but I don't know much about fighting. I need a bodyguard."

Hearing what Sanders said, everyone looked at Morgan, not Roy.

"Oh..." Sanders let out a low cry, realizing that he had made a mistake.

After deciding on the personnel, everyone helped them dress up.Sanders is positioned as a butterfly-obsessed metal tech nerd with Morgan as his bodyguard.

Sanders directly took the clothes Rhett brought and put them on, a plaid shirt, a cardigan, cotton slacks, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

Morgan went to borrow a pure black suit, and the shirt was also black with delicate dark patterns.Then put on a pair of sunglasses, which is simply the posture of the special service team.

"Okay, Mr. Otaku and Mr. Bodyguard, I wish you success in this mission." Garcia helped Morgan put on the earphones, and took the opportunity to touch his strong arm.

Sanders held the earphones and raised his eyebrows to look at Roy.

Ruoyi turned his head, but helped Rhett to cut his hair, "The hairstyle is really good, where did you get it?"

"Your face is smaller than mine and pointed. If you perm my hair, you should..." Rhett honestly thought that Roy was going to get his hair done.

"Spenser, let's continue analyzing the victim." JJ dragged Reid into the office.

Because Garcia was still holding Morgan, Roy didn't go up to say "be careful" to him, but she looked at Morgan from a distance and nodded slightly to him.

Morgan saw it too, and he smiled up at her.

Roy turned and walked into the office, and she and Red had to continue researching the victim's connection.Grayson returned to his laboratory, and the csi who came to discuss with them was a blonde beauty, Catherine Welles.

"The victims have almost nothing in common except that they will live in Las Vegas for a long time. The trace element tests on their bodies can't find any more clues, and there is no intersection point in their lives." Welles didn't Good news, they have a lot of work, but it's all useless.

"The atrocities committed by the suspects on the victims are different, maybe it is because of their different identities, maybe this is a custom of death. But these victims must have one thing in common, let the suspect choose them." If Yi put down the thick stack of reports and looked at Garcia's computer.

At this time, Morgan had already sent Sanders to the place of the transaction, which was a five-star hotel, and they were sitting in the bar, waiting for the contact person.Garcia hacked into the hotel's surveillance system and cut the screen directly.

Morgan stood behind Sanders, hands clasped, looking very professional.The same goes for Sanders, who is almost indistinguishable from the state in the laboratory.

"It's not a simple act for the suspect to leave a birdwing butterfly on the victim. Maybe all of this is related to this butterfly." Rossi also looked at Garcia's computer and was very interested in the mission over there. look.

"Garcia, search Las Vegas for news about birdwing swallowtails." JJ saw on the screen that the seller had already appeared at the hotel and started contacting Sanders.But the chances of him being a suspect were so slim that his age and appearance didn't fit the profile.

"Okay, the butterfly fairy will come to everyone with a honey pot soon, don't worry." Garcia turned to another computer and began to search for information.

Ruoyi looked at Morgan, and he seemed to frown, because this person might just be an intermediary with a connection with the real breeder.

But in any case, this clue cannot be broken, so Morgan quickly revealed his identity, and then brought the man back to the police station.

Garcia also found a lot of news here, but it was all a few years ago, "Ten years ago, Las Vegas planned to build a desert wetland park. A wetland was artificially built. There is a huge greenhouse in which hundreds of rare butterfly species are artificially propagated. Investors wanted to sell these butterflies, but were strongly opposed by experts. Later, these investors After the divestment, the wetland park slowly dried up. Coupled with the changes in the water supply system in the urban area in recent years, it has completely disappeared.”

"Where is that park?" Roy looked at Rhett, and his geographical profile must come in handy again.

"Sent to you." Garcia sent the address, and then Reid immediately circled it on the map, "Now that land is registered under the name of an insect lover named Clark Hansen, who He was also one of the opponents back then. After the water source here was cut off, he went to the water conservancy department to protest.”

"Shall we go and have a look?" Seeing that the address was in the area Rhett predicted, Roy immediately became excited.She is much calmer now than she was a few years ago, but there is still something in her temper that cannot be concealed at all.

"No, we'll talk about it when Morgan comes back." Rossi shook his head, thinking that he should also look at Morgan's clues.If it matches, everyone will go in full armor.

Two and 10 minutes later, Morgan brought the middle man back.He was just a matchmaker, and he was also engaged in the sale of specimens. No matter how he thought about it, he would be involved in a murder case, and it was such a sensational case.The man didn't have Morgan interrogated for long at all, and he confessed everything he knew.

The birdwing swallowtails he sells are actually poached from New Guinea, but there are many people who want this kind of butterfly specimens, so some of them are imitations, which are used to deceive those buyers who are not professional enough.Although it has nothing to do with the case, he told Morgan that there are several well-known folk experts in Las Vegas, and one of them is Hansen.

Hansen is 42 years old. Although he has no professional education, he is very obsessed with butterflies.Many rare species have been bred successfully by self-study.

The profile is correct, bau, csi and the local police are about to leave for the abandoned wetland park.

"I heard from Rossi, you wanted to go just now?" Morgan asked Roy while wearing a body armor.

"Hmm." Roy nodded, "That park has been abandoned, but there may be some clues left. It just so happens that Wei Lesi is also there. I want to see if I can find some evidence."

"You know what." Morgan turned to face Roy, looking at her and said.

"Huh?" Roy tilted her head, ready to receive some education from Morgan.

"You are much more mature than me at the age of 27." Morgan opened his mouth, but laughed, "And you have improved a lot compared to when you were in Miami. I appreciate this very much."

"Thank you, Director Morgan." Roy put the gun into the holster, "I will never compete with you for this heavy job."

"Be careful with your left hand." Morgan raised his hand. He wanted to pat Roy on the shoulder, but thinking that she hadn't recovered from her injury, he put it down again.

The police car whizzed through dozens of kilometers of desert. The body was covered with yellow sand, and the original color could not be seen clearly.

After getting out of the car, Ruoyi looked at the green in front of him strangely, "Did we come to the wrong place?"

"That's right, it's here." Reid took out his mobile phone and pulled out the pictures from five years ago. "It seems that not only is this park not abandoned, but someone has taken good care of it."

What appeared in front of everyone was a small oasis. Although it was a little different from the previous wetland park, it looked more natural.In the middle of the oasis is an egg-shaped greenhouse, where many butterflies can be seen flying.

Everyone approached the greenhouse and saw Hansen standing with his hands behind his back.

"Clark Hansen, raise your hands, then turn around slowly." Morgan raised his gun and pointed it at Hansen, whose back was facing them.

But Hansen looked at the butterflies as if he didn't hear them, and remained motionless.

Ruoyi tilted his head towards the door of the greenhouse, thinking it would be better to kick the door directly.

Morgan walked to the greenhouse door, and Zoe stood behind him, raising his gun for his cover.

Morgan took a deep breath and kicked the wooden glass door.But the door was not kicked open by Morgan, instead he let out a low growl, "Aww!"

Ruoyi felt distressed and funny at the same time. She closed her lips tightly, suppressed her laughter, and let out a "hiss" exclamation together with the people around her.

"It looks like it's just a steel door with wood grain stickers." Reid took a closer look and expressed his opinion.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, Dr. Rhett." Morgan jumped twice, almost crying from the pain.

Rossi walked to the edge of the greenhouse and knocked on the glass with the butt of his gun, "The glass is also bulletproof."

"Is it to prevent theft?" JJ looked at the butterflies in the greenhouse, and suddenly goosebumps started to appear on his body.

A butterfly is beautiful, but too dense to look scary.

Roy squatted down, and she looked at the lock cylinder and studied it carefully.Then she took off her hairpin and took a paper clip from her bag.

Seeing that Roy still had this skill, Rhett immediately squatted down and watched from the side.

"You can actually pick the lock!" Morgan looked pained, this group of people were too good at framing the boss.He didn't want to take the position of temporary supervisor, and he had to give it back to Hotchina as soon as he came back.