The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 435 Reunion

The time zones of California and Massachusetts are three hours apart. Even though the Gulf Stream is much faster than ordinary civil aviation, the sun is already setting when the plane lands.

There were still two Saber cars waiting at the airport. Hotchner helped Jack stuff the two large boxes of equipment into the trunk, and his face twitched as he looked at the sunken car body.

According to the previous arrangement, they would go directly to the scene, and Hotchner took the initiative to sit in the driving seat.

In this regard, Jack still likes the European and American style. Although Hotchner is also a leader, he will basically take the initiative to drive whenever he is around when traveling.

In silence all the way, the three of them followed the navigation system and came to a remote mountain road. The warning tape had not yet been removed. A group of reporters gathered around a senior police officer in plainclothes who was talking.

"I followed the 'Boston Death' case for 18 months. If there is any evidence to prove that this terrible case is not a copycat crime, I will inform the public as soon as possible."

Hotchner got out of the car alone, stood aside quietly with a frown on his face, and waited for his small impromptu press conference to end before stepping forward to shake hands with him.

"I'm sorry I didn't have time to return your call. As you saw, I was too busy." The police superintendent looked about the same age as Hotchner, but the "vegetation" above his head was much sparser.

Hotchner is considered a handsome man in the traditional sense, with a slightly elongated face, a square chin, a wide forehead, thin lips, and thick eyebrows. He looks square and majestic.

If he were a few years younger, his appearance would not be comparable to that of Henry Cavill, who played "Superman", but he would definitely win against Tyler Hoechlin, who plays the TV version of "Superman".

Hotchner's black hair is not as thick as that of a middle-aged man. It is said that people who are constantly thinking are prone to hair loss, but the hair volume of the BAU team seems to be considerable.

"This is not the work of an imitator, Director Vaughn." Hotchner's first sentence cut to the chase and hit the man's lungs. If the two hadn't known each other before, he might have exploded.

Seeing this person's expression change instantly, Hotchner rarely said another word. He didn't know whether it was an explanation or a comfort.

"I would also like to be an imitator, but it's a pity."

Director Vaughn's face was green and white, and he replied rudely, "Really? But you have no right to draw a conclusion, and I didn't invite you."

Hotchner glanced at the letter given to him by the deceased police detective Tom Shonus, "Shanus invited me before."

The two chatted in a low voice. Director Vaughn's face turned from green to red, and his eyes wandered.

"Do we need to join now?" Hotchner asked.

"." The embarrassment on Director Vaughn's face flashed away, he forced a smile, and then nodded.

Hotchner waved to Jack and Jiejie who were still in the car, and then they got out of the car and walked towards them.

"What was Tom thinking at that time? Didn't he know that doing this might destroy the entire police station?" Chief Vaughn was still speechless.

"Yes." Hotchner agreed and introduced both parties.

"We are stationed at the FBI's Boston regional office, and I handle all media public relations matters. The current strategy is to counter the media's insistence on copycat crimes, and hope that we can make it clear."

While Jiejie was communicating with the director, Jack looked at the crime scene within the blockade. The bodies there had been removed, but the "Eye of God" was painted on the car, and the car driven by the victim was still there. Stay in the distance.

He had long noticed the familiar figure in a woolen suit.

"Oscar Finlay, didn't you say you were going to retire when you returned to Boston?"

The short black man who was busy beside the car couldn't help but stiffen when he heard these words. He slowly turned around. When he saw Jack, he raised the glasses on the bridge of his nose in disbelief. "Jack?!" He stood up excitedly and hugged him hard.

"I really didn't expect to see you here. Why did you become the FBI? I thought you would go to the IRS."

Jack felt that this guy was much stockier than when we met in Margrave more than a year ago, "I play for BAU now, have you been working out?"

Finlay showed off his biceps, "How's it going? I'm worried that one day I'll meet you two lawless Jacks again, so I've been exercising."

His words reminded Jack of that bloody night again. Everything seemed like yesterday. The little black police detective was unable to fight Roscoe, a girl from a small southern town. Was he always ready to avenge his previous shame?

Feeling speechless, he patted Finlay on the shoulder. Jack secretly gave him a long-lasting healing technique. Seeing him again was fate. Although this guy had average combat power and a bit of an awkward personality, he was indeed a rare good person.

Good people should live long, this is one of Jack's simple values.

At this time, several people on the other side also ended their conversation. Seeing the two people who were excited about chatting, they walked over together. Jack introduced each other.

"OK, I don't have anything to do here. Please cooperate fully with the FBI, Detective Finlay." Director Vaughn did not give Finlay a good look, and left the scene directly after saying this.

"Political animal," Finlay muttered behind him.

"As expected of you, Finlay, you are not welcome anywhere." Jack teased.

"Why don't we talk about the situation first."

This case happened in the middle of the night yesterday, and the file Jiejie got only contained a thin piece of paper and a few photos.

Finlay nodded and opened the photos of the scene he had taken earlier on his mobile phone while introducing the identity of the victim.

"The two victims, Nina Hale, 19, and Evan Harry, 23, were a young couple.

Nina's throat was cut and she was stabbed 46 times. Evan was hit on the head with a blunt object and then shot in the head, but I could not find any bullet casings at the scene. "

Hotchner asked, "Is it a .44 caliber Magnum revolver?"

Finlay was stunned for a moment and nodded, "It is indeed .44 caliber. How do you know?"

Hotchner opened the small notebook in his hand, "He likes to use a .44 caliber Magnum revolver and usually carries a dagger. The younger the female victims are, the more time he spends on them."

"Ten years ago, Hodge was involved in the 'Boston Death' case."

Jack's explanation suddenly dawned on Finlay.

"You are the Aaron that Tom talks about. He once mentioned you to me. I worked with him for a short period of time, but we had a good relationship."

After he finished speaking, he continued to show the photos on the phone, "I found a mark on the wrist of the deceased woman. Judging from the shape, she might have been wearing a watch or something like that before."

Finlay's skills are a little weak, but his brain is quite good. Although he does not have the halo of the other protagonist Jack Reacher, he is commendable in terms of his meticulousness and his rich detective experience.

　On the last day, the guys just need to help me get 2000 votes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)