The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 271 Another Corpse

When everyone from the BAU arrived, Tim was instructing the patrolmen to pull up the cordon. When he saw Jack get out of the car, with his hands on his waist and his thumbs on his belt, he tilted his head and commented on him.

"Shouldn't you FBI be all white shirts and ties, and black suits? You are the least FBI agent I have ever seen."

Jack stepped aside to reveal Reid behind him, smiled and said nothing, and refuted with facts.

To be reasonable, except for Hotchner, everyone in their group dressed as they wanted.

Jack likes to wear a dark stain-resistant long-sleeved or short-sleeved T-shirt with jeans, a kit coat to cover the spare gun under his armpit, and never wears a formal suit and tie unless necessary.

"Where's John?" Jack looked around, but he didn't see the old rookie.

"Inside, they found a couple of bloody footprints, are tracking, take this."

Tim handed him a walkie-talkie, and then pointed to the dilapidated community behind the blockade. It was located on the edge of the town and had been abandoned for a long time. Several row houses built against the hill were dilapidated, and the walls were covered with graffiti.

Unlike the general FBI with their nostrils in the air, the members of the BAU team usually try their best to maintain the relationship with the local police.

What's more, Tim and the others are all Jack's old friends. When they briefly introduced the two parties, even Hochner rarely showed a smile.

Jack and Hannah couldn't help but smile knowingly when they saw Tim, who also likes to put on a cool face, exchanged hypocritical greetings with him.

While walking into the scene, Hochner turned to look at Reid and asked, "How far is it from the abandoned corpse last night? Five miles?"

"6.2 miles south," Rhett corrected.

"Why? They have to spend so much time, knowing that the police are looking for the whereabouts of the girls, and risking the risk of driving so far with the dead bodies?"

Hannah questioned.

"There must be a reason why they had to do it, and that's why we're here."

Rossi, who was walking in the front, said while putting on his gloves.

Walking into the row house where Tim and others found clues, it is also full of strange graffiti symbols, wine bottles, needles, cigarette butts everywhere, accompanied by an unpleasant smell of urine.

In the innermost room was an old mattress, which was stained with blood and traces of various unknown liquids, and some torn clothes were scattered beside it.

Emily and Hannah hurried forward, avoiding some obvious footprints on the ground, and came to the mattress to carefully examine the pieces of clothing.

Jiejie opened a statement on her mobile phone to help them check. This is Katie's mother, Mrs. Owen, describing the clothes Katie wore when she went out that day.

"That's right, it's here. These clothes are all suitable, and Katie was caught here." Jie Jie Facial Lotion couldn't bear it, and didn't continue.

"This may be the murder weapon that killed Katie. It matches the mark on the neck." Reid took a belt from Jack and carefully checked the metal buckle.

"Cigarette butts all over the floor, and these beer cans, DNA evidence everywhere, isn't this too unprofessional for a killer?"

Jack tried to walk to the mattress, but found that there was nowhere to go, so he had no choice but to kick open a few empty cans, and then walked to the innermost part.

He carefully pulled the mattress apart, and found a pink mobile phone in the gap between the mattress and the wall.

"Katie's cell phone was out of battery. That's why the call was cut off. The murderer didn't even notice that the girls secretly dialed the phone."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, everything in front of them was completely different from what they had expected before.

Because of Keeson Vaughn's witness protection status, everyone infers that the most likely thing is that some professionals kidnapped two girls, tortured and killed one of them, issued a warning to Keeson Vaughn, and then took his daughter away. Threatening him to refuse to testify in court.

And everything in front of me is not like that at all.

Hotchner's cell phone rang, and it was Garcia's call, and the two ended the call after a brief chat.

"Garcia says she's checked all the databases and there hasn't been any Irish who fit the profile coming from Boston recently."

"So, is there a possibility that Katie and Lindsay may have voluntarily left the movie theater with someone, but they didn't expect to encounter this."

Emily put the torn clothes into the evidence bag with an ugly expression, and looked up at Hotchina.

"You mean, none of this has anything to do with the Irish, or the gang?"

Everyone fell silent for a moment. If this is the case, it is a random violent crime by ordinary teenagers.

It is most likely the peers they know who can take the two girls away from the movie theater. A little stimulation of alcohol can make everything that follows completely out of control.

"If that's the case, then the de-identification of the body and the behavior of driving a few miles away to dump the body would all explain it."

Reid said that his face was also ugly, because their goal this time was not to solve the case, but to save people. According to the current development of the case, it is only a matter of time to solve the case, but what they lack most is also time.

The longer the time drags on, the more desperate the murderer will be. Teenagers are the age most likely to go to extremes, which means that the other girl Lindsay's chances of survival become very slim.

"Jack, did your buddy track down the bloody footprints at the back door, did you get any results?" Rossi, who was standing at the back door, looked at the police walkie-talkie in Jack's hand.

Coincidentally, when Jack was about to press the call button, John's excited voice came from the intercom, "Hey, guys, I found a dead body in this house in the southwest corner."

Everyone felt chilled, and Jack quickly called each other, "John, I'm Jack, is the body you found the missing girl?"

"Ah? Jack, why is it you?" John was a little surprised, "Uh, no, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy seemed to have been stabbed to death."

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Greeting the two LAPDs at the door, Jack handed them the evidence bags collected by several people, and then searched for John's location.

The body John found was hidden in another corner of the abandoned row house, in a dark attic.

The boy was lying on his back on the ground, holding a mobile phone in his hand, leaving an intermittent bloodstain on the floor behind him. This should be the reason why John was able to find his body quickly.

"Three stab wounds on the chest should have injured internal organs and important blood vessels." Jack squatted beside the corpse, looking at the pair of eyes that were dying.

"The cornea was cloudy and cloudy, and the death time was more than 15 hours, probably shortly after Katie's death."

(End of this chapter)