[Zhongyingmei] That snake

"Kent still retains some independent thinking, but he can't completely control himself, so what he said is half true and half false, we have to pick out what we need." Oliver said.

"It's night when the sun goes down, and he doesn't like electric lights very much, because they move in the dark. When the flood comes, it's a sea of ​​chaos, and their big ships set sail. They want to create chaos, and all obstacles are high walls. "

"He seems to want to act in place of God, but he refuses to admit it. I think it is the mental instability that has affected the psychological hints in his mind, the hints about not being able to reveal secrets. The above conjecture is not wrong, the thunder and lightning sparks, probably Huo Zha/Bong Single Attack."

"Where was the attack?" Tom asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, am I talking about this?" Oliver suppressed Tom's hand that couldn't help gesticulating everywhere in a hurry, "Dark creatures are their targets. In his fantasy, they take on the work of the Creator and Responsibility. All life, including dark creatures, are members of the organization."

"They want to kill traitors."

Tom's pupils suddenly dilated.

"I guess you have information about this?" Oliver kept paying attention to Tom's expression, "You dug out a lot of information from this traitor, and you managed to find Kent."

"Hmm." Tom's complexion was not very good, he changed the subject abruptly, "Are you going back to Washington or staying in New York?"

"That's a good question." Oliver pondered for a while, then asked on a whim, "Are you still a field worker?"

"That's right, and Miller doesn't plan to pay me twice." Tom was very tired.

"Be careful." Oliver couldn't think of anything else to say, "The mobile phone may be their password."

"As for where to go, I think I have to ask my team leader. BAU flies around the United States all day long." Oliver shrugged helplessly.

"What's the matter?" Tom's face changed after seeing Oliver finished the phone call.

Oliver looked complicated, and said, "The BAU is in the New York Police Department."

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New York Police Department

** Sitting at the desk, holding a cup of cold coffee in his hand, pursing his lips tightly, with a tangled expression.

Suddenly, the paper cup in her hand was taken away, and then another cup of steaming milk was stuffed into it.

"The coffee in the NYPD doesn't taste very good, especially the cold coffee." Oliver said to ** with a smile. He remembered that the last time he came to New York to deal with the case of Dr. Octopus, Morgan complained a lot about the coffee machine here.

"Williams? You're back." ** cried out in surprise.

"Yes." Oliver said, "Your current physical condition is not suitable for drinking coffee."

**Frozen, stared at Oliver's face and asked, "How do you know..."

**The surge of progesterone index on his body made it difficult for Oliver to ignore it, but he still smiled like a fox and said, "This is not a difficult task."

"Okay, okay, you always have some weird methods," ** said indulgently, "It's really the right choice to make you a profiler."

"Where's Hotch? I have to report to him."

** Lifting his chin slightly, he pointed to Oliver. Hotch was in the office opposite the two of them. Through the blinds, he could be seen talking with a blonde woman.

Oliver frowned suspiciously and asked, "Who is that lady?"

"FBI agent Kate Joyner, she was supposed to cooperate with the NYPD on this case, but the NYPD didn't seem to like this woman with a British accent very much, so she contacted us."

"She's British?"

"Dual citizenship, my father is British, my mother is American, and he is a big shot in the Bureau from Scotland Yard." ** said softly, "Speaking of which, Oliver, sometimes you have some British accents .”

"My mother is British, maybe I was influenced by her." Oliver tried to finish the sentence with an American accent, but the more he pronounced it deliberately, the more strange he became. He looked at ** , asked: "Is it obvious?"

**Amused by him, "No, it's just that sometimes you have some accents. But, don't you think this Joyner looks a lot like Haley? She met Hotch when she was at Scotland Yard .”

"Compared to Haley, I think she is more like my mother." This is the point that Oliver is most confused about.

This Kate and Lim are really similar, with the same blond hair and blue eyes, similar facial bones and even temperament.

"Are you serious?" **'s hand holding the milk glass shook, "She's not much older than you."

"Yeah." Oliver nodded hesitantly, "I'll go first."

Oliver knocked on the glass door and was greeted with "Come in."

Hotch glanced up, "Your job is over?"

"That's right, I came right over." Oliver knew Hotch was referring to the CIA job.

"This is my Agent Oliver Williams," Hotch introduced. "This is FBI Agent Kate Joyner."

Oliver shook hands with her politely and said with a smile, "It's an honor to work with you."

"I've always known that BAU is a very good group." Kate replied unhurriedly.

Even the voice was so similar, Oliver was a little dazed.

The handshake just now gave Oliver the opportunity to use the mutation ability to detect Kate's gene sequence, and then Oliver fell into doubts about life.

There are many people with similar appearance and temperament in the world, but those whose genetic sequences can achieve such a similarity must be related by blood.

Oliver didn't think Kate would be his mother's illegitimate child, because the information he detected showed that she and Lim should be of the same generation.

As ** said, she and Oliver are about the same age, so when Kate was puzzled by Oliver's overly straightforward eyes, Oliver, who was thinking from egg freezing technology to krypton technology, said something out of nowhere .

"You are very similar to an old friend of mine."

After he finished speaking, he regretted it. This sounds like a 100-year-old pickup routine. Oliver felt that even if there was a sudden earthquake in New York, a crack in the ground given him by God would not be able to save him.

"Sorry." Oliver coughed lightly, trying to cover up his embarrassment, "How is the case going?"

Hotch looked at him, "There have been six shootings so far, all at noon, and everyone was killed in a different place, including Hell's Kitchen, Manray Hill, Lower East Side, Chinatown, Halle East and St. Springs The victims were all randomly selected, the unsub was wearing a hoodie, and the surveillance camera only took pictures of the back."

"Unsub did pre-crime surveillance and he was very familiar with the surveillance locations," Hotch said.

"What weapon did he use?" Oliver asked.

"A fatal shot to the head, a 22-caliber hand/gun. It only produces a sound of about 150 decibels, while the noise of the New York subway can reach 100 decibels, so people don't even realize that the shooting happened." Kate didn't pay too much attention Oliver's unintentional mistake, she is very responsible for her work, not to mention that this case involves her position.

"He killed people almost every two days in broad daylight in crowded places, but did not contact the media or the police."

"Victims are chosen at random, locations are random, six homicides are enough for the media to keep their feet on the ground, and everyone on the street is in danger." Oliver looked up to meet Hotch's gaze, "Son of Sam will return to the scene, then The unsub will also keep an eye out for the murders he commits."

"Garcia is investigating the surveillance video, and it will take time." Hotch agrees with Oliver that the serial killer Son of Sam who appeared in New York in the 70s was almost the nightmare of all police officers at that time. ticket to arrest a brutal and bloodthirsty serial killer.

"You think he's trying to cause chaos?" Kate asked.

"Personally I'd lean more towards the word 'fear', but there's one problem, his cooldown is terribly short, isn't it?" Oliver said.

The cooldown period of serial killers varies, it may be days, months, or years, depending on their psychological state changes, but this time the unsub commits crimes very regularly, killing a person every two days at noon, rain or shine , either obsessive compulsive disorder, or there is a whole plan.

"Can you show me a map of New York City?"

"No problem, use my computer." Kate said, for some reason, she felt that the face of this young detective had a sense of intimacy, could it really be someone from memory?

The location of the murderer's crime has been marked on the map. Oliver's fingertips wandered above the red circle representing the location of the crime on the map. Unsub's location of the crime spanned almost the entire New York City from south to north.

"Killing people in public places, he is very confident of escaping the police. The crime area is so large, does unsub want to play tricks on the police in every area?" Oliver sneered, but his expression gradually became serious.

At this time, ** pushed the door open and came in.

"Received a call to report that there was another shooting/shooting at the intersection of West End Street."

"Morgan and Rossi are currently investigating the last crime site, notify them to West End Street." Hotch gave instructions.

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As in previous cases, Unsub avoided surveillance cameras, and witnesses did not see the face hidden under the hood.But the difference is that this time he left some messages.

A tarot card 'Reaper'.

"Isn't that an accurate claim for a psycho killer?" asked NYPD Detective Cooper.

"Is he obsessed with mental crap too?" said another Bustin detective in a mocking tone.

"If that's the case, he must not understand Tarot cards." Oliver took the transparent evidence bag containing the Tarot cards. On the Tarot cards, the skeleton Death in a black cloak is driving a steed fiercely, "My sister is I like these things, after all, I am an adolescent girl."

"A dead card doesn't mean physical death, it means transfer."

Looking at the bewildered expressions of the two police detectives, Hotch kindly continued to explain for Oliver: "This kind of transfer refers to a transfer from one place to another, such as job promotion or marriage."

"So he's not into fortune-telling," Bustin said feebly.

"'The S.C. Sniper' also left the same card at his crime scene." As a profiler with more than 30 years of work experience, Rossi has too many cases for comparison in his mind.

"So this unsub must have stepped into the role himself, he was causing panic, just like Agent Williams mentioned before." Kate's voice was clear.

"What's more, he's researching other cases and wants to tell us he knows we're here," Rossi said.

As soon as the words fell, the detectives looked around vigilantly. The murderer paid attention to the movements of the investigators, and there was never a shortage of onlookers outside the bright yellow cordon.

They looked at the bloodstains on the ground and the serious investigators, pointed out the scene, and discussed in a hurry.

"Unsub's need is not to take the victim's life, he's trying to taunt public officials, he's targeting us," Hotch said.