[Comprehensive] American Police Story

~~~~~ We walked to the bridge, crossed the bridge, and then turned around to burn the bridge, only the lingering smoke, and perhaps moist eye sockets, to show our footprints. ~~~~~

"Mr. Reese, there is a new number." Finch said while making himself a cup of tea.

"Send me the information." Riise hung up the phone, he ate the hot dog in his hand, and then looked at the information Finch sent.

"Roy Bell, a member of the fbi behavioral analysis team, worked as a police officer in Miami for two years, a master's degree in psychology from Columbia University, a master of Jeet Kune Do, Muay Thai, Jiu-Jitsu..." Riser silently looked at Roy's profile, He was suddenly a little confused, such a person should not be a victim, even he was not sure if he could win her.

So he immediately called Finch again and got more information about Roy.

Finch's intelligence analysis ability is also very strong. He searched for all the major local news and cases from Roy's elementary school until he became a police officer in Miami, and then he discovered the appalling incident at Crove Schechter High School. In this case, "juvenile b killed five of his classmates in a very cruel way, and only one of them survived. Juvenile b was identified as schizophrenic and imprisoned in a mental hospital, but he was not sentenced to death. But because he He is a minor, and there has been no death sentence in New York State for nearly half a century, so entering a mental hospital is the most appropriate sentence. The doctor of the boy the year before last thought that his condition was improving and he could be discharged in the near future. But in the past few weeks, he He died unexpectedly."

"If this person is dead, what will happen to this Miss Detective?" Reese hung up the phone, and he was going to ask Fusco what case they were investigating now.

***

Holmes directed Morgan and drove to the first crime scene.

Morgan took off his sunglasses and gritted his teeth fiercely while looking at the background of Holmes.

"Derek, don't worry about him, he's only 12 years old." Roy touched Morgan's arm and said, thinking that when he first met Sherlock, his eyes were often blackened with anger, but after getting used to it , everything is fine.

"But he looks like 42!" Morgan patted the steering wheel and honked the horn.A flock of crows outside was startled, and flew away in a black mass.

"Well, he looks much older than you." Roy smiled. She opened the car door and pulled Morgan down. "Okay, let him continue to use his brain and get bald."

Morgan shook his head helplessly, got out of the car and followed Roy.

The crime scene was at the corner of a remote block, backed from the main road, and there were no cameras nearby.There are three large garbage bins on the side, and only sanitation workers pass by at fixed locations during the week.

"Hmm..." Holmes walked along the alley twice with his hands behind his back, and then stopped at a sewer entrance.

"There are indeed a lot of mice here, especially at night." Roy squatted down, took out his phone and turned on the flash to take a picture inside.The rainwater channel is connected here, and the space below is very empty and huge.

"But this exit is too small, it's impossible to get in." Watson also squatted down, and then gestured along the iron railing of the sewer.

"It's impossible for an adult, but it's still possible for a child." Morgan directly grabbed the iron rail with his hands, but he gritted his teeth and pulled it out twice, but it didn't move.

"Do you really think the suspect is a rat?" Holmes looked at the three of them, as if looking at a group of idiots, "Even if the suspect escaped through here, he still has a lot of time to weld the iron bars back .”

Roy looked up and gave him a blank look, this guy was teasing people again.Obviously he was the one who pointed at the sewer entrance, but now he actually laughed at them.

"Let's go, let's go to the second scene." Holmes didn't care about Roy's eyes at all. He turned his head and walked to the front again.

The second scene was lively, both Beckett and Kassel were there.

"Why are you here, and these two?" Kassel asked as soon as they saw Roy, completely forgetting that he was just a writer.

"We want to see several scenes first." Morgan glanced at Holmes, and seeing that he was silent, he replied, "This is Mr. Holmes and Miss Watson."

"Hello." Watson was still greeting Kassel. She had also seen Kassel's books on the bookshelf, so she had a little impression of him.But Holmes didn't care about these things, and he broke the cordon and walked into the scene.

"He is a special consultant invited by Police Chief Grayson of the Municipal Bureau. Miss Watson is a doctor, and Sherlock Holmes is a partner." Roy quickly explained to Beckett. She didn't know if Beckett had heard of him, so as not to wait. It will be difficult for bear children to be willful.

"Is he also a writer?" Cassel looked at Holmes suspiciously.

"No, he's a detective." Roy walked up to Holmes, looked down at the sewer opening under his feet, "Do you want to pick it up this time?"

"Please." Holmes took a step back and gave Roy this chance.

Roy also took a step back, and said to Cassel who came over, "Just now we also found a sewer opening at the first crime scene, and there is also one here. The suspect most likely escaped through this, so the surrounding cameras There was no recorded footage of the suspect entering or exiting."

"Really?" Cassel immediately turned his head and yelled at Esposito, "Javier, quickly get a tool to pry this open."

"No need, let's go to the next site and look at it before prying it." Morgan looked at the iron bar carefully, and he found that it was also welded, and it couldn't be opened easily.

So a group of people went to the third scene, and here, they ran into Henry again.He was not alone, and there was a policewoman standing beside him.

"Martinez, why are you here to investigate this case?" Beckett saw the acquaintance, and immediately walked up.She and Martinez are one of the few female detectives in the NYPD, so they know each other well.

"I'm on vacation today, Henry suddenly mentioned it, so I just stopped by to take a look." Martinez was not involved in this case, and there are enough detectives involved in this case.

Henry waved his hand aside, then pointed to the sewer opening that he had opened, "You all have to thank me."

"Then who will go down now?" Ryan asked on the side, and he stretched out one foot to try the depth.

"This... I have 187, which is the tallest one. It's not that I think it's dirty, it's that I really can't get in." Cassel took the initiative to take a step back. He is tall and strong, and he must not be able to squeeze in.

All the men present are the same, all of them are about 180, and they can't get in no matter what.And Beckett also has 175, and his skeleton is several laps larger than Roy.

"Sherlock, you have to pay for my dry cleaning." Roy rolled up her sleeves. She and Watson were the smallest in the room, and she was the FBI, so she had to go down.

"Do we have to go down here? We should look at the structure diagram of New York's underground pipeline before we act." Morgan was reluctant to let his girlfriend go down the sewer, and it was too dangerous and reckless for her to go down alone.

"It's a few kilometers away, we can drive there to support her now." Holmes had already planned, but he only said it now, "With Roy's ability, you should believe that nothing can hurt her, but maybe it's just a few days. Minutes later, the suspect slipped away."

"Sherlock, you have to buy me a new uniform." Roy wanted to kick him, she pulled her hair up, and moved her shoulder joints.

"Come on, fellow." Holmes dragged Morgan away, as if afraid that he would squeeze in together.

Beckett told Ryan to stay put and report the situation at any time, and she and the rest followed Morgan.Martinez was not in charge, so Henry dragged her away.

Roy didn't go down right away either, she waited until all the equipment was brought before she got down.Wearing a gas mask, holding a talking phone and a flashlight, she felt as if she was in a horror movie.

It didn't rain during this time, and the sewer was very dry, not as dirty as imagined.Roy carefully took off the gas mask, and she took out the lighter she had specially ordered and lit it.The air here is also circulated, there is nothing too bad smell.

Leaving aside the obstructing gas mask, Roy slowly explored forward.

Garcia has already sent her the structural drawing of this section of the underground pipeline, so now she only needs to walk in the direction of the first site and the second site.Morgan and the others will come from another direction to contain them.

It is daytime now, so there is still sunlight shining down from the drain.Those spots of light distracted Roy a little.Fortunately, there is no water here, otherwise she would not be able to take a step.

Along the way, there are many mice and small insects running around, and there are many footprints on the ground, both large and small.Roy squatted down and looked at one of the strings.The footprints were obviously without shoes, and all five toes were clearly visible.Not a big size, much smaller than her feet.

Is it really made by children?

Roy thought of what Sherlock said before, but the modus operandi of this case was completely inconsistent, so she still kept this idea.

Just as Roy was thinking, she suddenly heard footsteps.Standing up immediately, Ruoyi opened the safety lock and ran towards the direction of the footsteps.

Before getting close, Roy heard a scream, which sounded like Henry the forensic doctor.

But didn't he leave, why did he come here again?

Roy quickened her pace, but since there was no sound coming from that scream, she completely lost her way forward.

After running blindly for a while, Roy found another set of footprints under his feet.He did wear shoes this time, but if Ruoyi didn't follow him very far, the shoe prints disappeared, as if the person had disappeared out of thin air.

Roy looked up, there were many pipes and lines above his head, but there was still no one.

***

Later, the Hudson River not far away.

"Mom, look there is a person swimming there." A child pointed at the person in the river and tugged at his mother's skirt.

"What's so strange about swimming in summer." Mom played with her mobile phone and didn't care.

"But he's swimming naked." The child laughed and asked his younger sister to watch it together.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, go home." The mother just put away the phone, picked up her daughter, pulled her son up, and ran away in a hurry.

"Ma'am, ma'am, can I borrow your mobile phone?" Henry yelled as he got up from the river.But the family seemed to be avoiding the plague, and before he could catch his breath, they disappeared from his sight.