[Comprehensive] American Police Story

~~~~~ The moment of death is like the end of the story, giving the previous life a different meaning. ~~~~~

Although it has been decided to transfer from bau, the procedures and procedures are not yet in place, and Ruoyi still needs to continue working here for a period of time.Without stopping for a moment, they received another case.This time, they are going to New York.

"I'm Inspector Beckett. These two are my team members, Esposito Javier and Kevin Ryan. And this one is Mr. Cassel."

As soon as she arrived at lvpd, Roy saw a young and beautiful detective.A place like New York, where murders happen anytime and anywhere, is also extremely exercising, just like she did when she stayed in Miami.

"Hello, detectives. I'm Richard Cassel. I've heard of your names a long time ago. I'm very honored to be able to work with you this time on a joint case." Although Beckett has already introduced everyone , but the untitled Mr. Cassell introduced himself again.

"Wow, you are the Mr. Cassel who wrote the heat wave detective." Reed immediately discovered Cassel's true identity, and his memory was comparable to that of a computer.

"Have you read my book?" Cassel laughed, obviously thinking that there are psychologists who can read his detective novels.

"No, I just saw it on the bookshelf." Rhett shook his head.

Roy almost couldn't hold back her laughter, but at this time, someone still needs to give the writer some face, "I have seen it, Mr. Cassel. The heroine is very successful. You must love your characters very much. "

"Of course." Kassel immediately became more fond of Ruoyi, and he felt that among the group of psychologists, there was finally a person who was close to the people.

Beckett's expression on the side was a bit subtle. She pushed Kassel away and took all the bau team members to their office.

"Three weeks ago, we found out that a couple had been killed. At first we treated it like a normal murder and robbery, because the victims were all shot and their belongings were robbed. But a week later The other day we found another couple killed, this time they were stabbed to death by a sharp knife, but their belongings were not lost. The day before yesterday, we found a couple killed again, they were stabbed through the eyes by a sharp object And died, and the eyeball was taken away." Beckett presided over the analysis of the case, although she invited Bau to investigate, but she still held the initiative, "These three cases seem to be unrelated, but the victims Animal hair was left on their bodies."

"Animal hair?" Morgan flipped through the report of the forensics staff, and then he saw that the victims had rat hair, dog hair and crow feathers on their bodies.

"Did the suspect put it on purpose, or are there these animals nearby?" Hochner felt that these kinds of animals are very common in the city, and it is very possible that they were just stuck accidentally.

"It's all in the victim's mouth. I don't think they all went to the zoo to eat game." Ryan curled his lips, and then scratched his face with his hands, as if he had some hair on himself.

"Crows are considered ominous by many civilizations because their calls are not pleasant. But in fact, most of the calls of crows are to warn the same kind of danger around them, and crows are quite smart. They will remember the humans who killed their companions. , within a few years, you can find the same person, and then use the tweet to notify the same kind, and use the method of excretion to retaliate." Reid walked to the window, and he saw a crow perched on a tree by the roadside of the police station , dark and shiny.

"Oh, so we should go out and catch crows now?" Cassel chuckled.

But the others didn't laugh, partly because they already knew Rhett well enough to be amused by such a joke.The other half didn't dare to laugh, after all, they just met each other, and if they laughed, it would be really embarrassing for them to work in the future.

"We've checked, and there's no connection between the victims. It's very likely that the suspect was just picked at random." Beckett glanced at Cassell, reminding him that he'd better keep quiet.

"But we still need to screen again. There is always a connection between the victims. In the eyes of the suspect." Morgan took out his mobile phone and dialed Garcia's number. "Hey, baby, check it out for me. The six victims in this case."

"No problem, my thick eyebrows." Garcia suddenly felt a little lonely, New York is so close, she should go together.The case was over, and maybe Joy was going to leave.

While Garcia was chasing clues, Hotchina divided the team members up to do their own work.Morgan and Ruoyi are still in the same team. Since she is going to be transferred, there is nothing to avoid suspicion.The two of them are going to the New York Institute of Forensic Medicine to meet the forensic doctor of the case and ask about the situation carefully.

After walking out of the police station, Ruoyi saw an acquaintance, "Sherlock, Joan!"

"Hi, Roy." Watson walked to Roy's side and hugged her, "It's been a long time since we saw each other."

"To be precise, it's three months and zero..." Holmes looked at Morgan before turning to Roy. "This is your boyfriend and boss?"

"Derek Morgan." Roy pointed to Morgan, and then turned to Holmes, "Sherlock Holmes, and Miss Joan Watson."

"Good afternoon." Morgan stretched out his hand. Seeing Holmes put his hand in his trouser pocket, he turned his hand to Watson without any intention of shaking hands. "Miss Watson."

"Don't tell me, the two of you are also here to investigate this case?" Roy asked directly, ignoring Holmes' childishness.

"That depends on which case it is." Holmes raised his chin and asked.

"Let's go, Derek." Ruoyi took Morgan's hand, she was too lazy to entangle with the brat.

"Where are you going?" Holmes immediately turned around and followed Roy.

"That depends on where you've been." Roy turned his head and winked at him.

"Well, I'm here to investigate the three murders of the couple." Sherlock Holmes, who is considered acquainted, immediately said, "One of the cases happened in the jurisdiction of Sheriff Gleason, so I'll stop by to have a look. .”

"We're going to the New York Institute of Forensic Medicine." Roy stopped teasing him, after all, he was quite useful, "And Derek, I didn't introduce you, he's just a private detective, so don't worry too much about it."

"Call it whatever you want." Holmes raised his head proudly. He is not going to argue with Roy now, and will settle the score when the case is solved.

"That's why it's popular to ask for foreign aid from the west coast to the east coast." Morgan sighed. The police stations in various places are becoming less and less professional now. Private detectives, magicians, writers and so on can get involved.

"New York is a city of crime." Holmes strode forward and overtook Morgan and Roy directly.

Roy ignored him, and didn't greet him when he walked to the parking lot, and just turned the corner and got into the car.Fortunately, Watson followed all the way and dragged him over.

Because there are so many homicides in New York every day, the forensic doctors in each branch are extremely busy. Sometimes the corpses that have no time to deal with them will be sent to the New York Institute of Forensic Medicine or a private forensic anatomy room for autopsy.The case was not initially thought to be the work of a serial killer, so the bodies were shipped here in batches for forensic autopsies.

"FBI, and Mr. Holmes, it's really strange." Forensic doctor Henry Morgan received the notification early in the morning. He was not curious about this detective Morgan with the same surname as himself, after all, he had lived for more than 200 years.But this time it wasn't Detective Martinez, which made him a little disappointed.

"Morgan...Mr. Morgan." It is not so easy for Roy to call out Henry's name, she always thinks of her own Mr. Morgan, "Except for the animal hair in the victim's mouth, Did you find any other similarities in modus operandi?"

"No, the first couple died from gunshots. Although the latter two were killed by sharp weapons, one of the murder weapons was a knife, and the other was an ice pick or something." Henry led them to the freezer and asked Lu Cass pulled the freezers out of the way.

"The eyeballs of the third couple were removed. What tools were used?" Morgan glanced at the corpse, and the sunken eye sockets still made him uncomfortable.

"I have to say, this suspect is a genius," Lucas interjected. "He used an ice cream scoop."

"Spoons for digging out ice cream?" Watson couldn't help frowning. She had been a doctor for so many years, but she still didn't know that this kind of spoon could dig out eyeballs.

"Of course he sharpened the edges, and you can see that the eye sockets are severely scratched, but the eyeballs were removed very cleanly," Henry said, opening one of the victim's eyelids.

"Oh..." Ruoyi was going to eat ice cream just now, but New York is as hot as an oven right now.

Holmes remained silent at the side, and he left one step ahead of time, as if he had some clues.

Where would Roy let him go, and immediately chased after him, "Sherlock, what did you find?"

"Nothing." Holmes pouted, pointing to the ice cream truck beside him, "Want to eat? I can treat you."

"Then why are you running?" Ruoyi immediately turned his head and turned his back to the car.

"Am I still staying there to smell the smell of formalin?" Holmes walked forward quickly with his hands behind his back. "There is no clue here. Of course we have to go to the next place."

Roy glanced back, and Morgan and Watson followed.She stopped and waited until Morgan came over before walking side by side with him.

After the three of them got into the car, Watson greeted Holmes again, and then pulled him into the car.

When their car was far away, a middle-aged man wearing a black suit jacket came out from the corner of the street. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Finch, I found that girl."