[Zhongyingmei] That snake

"I have some ideas about the selection of victims, but I always feel that it is not enough." Oliver added after thinking for a while, "These victims will often appear in public, and the murderer can walk on the street and slowly select victims. Except for one person, this student, Ivan."

"The murderer's place where the body was dumped and the place where the victim was killed was very wide, so I think he selected the victims and followed them to the right place to start, and there was no fixed psychological safety zone." Reid said.

"We need to know the intersection of Ivan and several other victims," ​​Gideon said.

Oliver nodded approvingly.

Morgan took out his cell phone and called Gracia.

"speak."

"Babygirl, I need you to help me find something now, about the intersection of victim Ivan and several other victims."

"It's okay to appear in one street and one store at the same time." Oliver added some conditions.

"Okay, the Queen's reply will come soon, umm...Ivan's school is a boarding school, so logically he should stay on campus obediently."

"But, he is not a good boy."

"Oh, Morgan, you really understand me. Yes, but he was involved in a riot a month ago, and the riot took place in the jurisdiction of another victim, Officer Howard."

Undoubtedly, this is good news, but Hotch had another idea.

"Williams, regarding Dr. Moore, since the murderer is also in a medical-related profession, is their relationship a friend or a rival?"

"I personally prefer friends, after all, there is no trace of abuse on a single body."

Hotch focused his attention on Morgan, and he still hadn't hung up the phone, "Let Garcia check to see if there are any doctors who have been fired from Dr. Moore's hospital recently."

In view of the irregular timing of the murderer's crimes and the strangeness of the knife marks on the first body, it can be concluded that he has not worked recently.

Hotch signaled to Oliver to add conditions.

"He and Dr Moore will not be much different in grade, and the reason for his resignation is an eye problem caused by medical malpractice."

"No, there is no qualified candidate." Garcia's disappointed voice came from the other end of the phone.

Oliver pursed his lips, looked up at the empty ceiling, and tried to widen his eyes to wake up again, "Okay, let's think about it again."

"Reid, is there any overlap in the places the victims frequented?" Gideon asked.

"Except for the taxi driver and the student, yes, an area can be circled, under the jurisdiction of Officer Howard." Reid said, drawing a circle on the map with a pen.

The sheriff of the Los Angeles Police Department came over and looked at the map carefully, and said firmly, "Most of this area is a residential area, and it is provided for outsiders with little money who come to this city to roam around. The security is not good, although Howard He has been working diligently and conscientiously, but still can't prevent crimes, but this spirit makes him a good police officer." His tone became righteous and righteous.

"So there must be cameras in this area?" Emily asked.

"Of course, Agent." The sheriff sounded proud.

Although Oliver thinks this is nothing to be proud of, installing cameras can only help find criminals after the fact, but it is difficult to prevent crimes.

"Could it be that this kind of political habit can't be avoided anywhere?" Oliver muttered in a low voice.

The woman standing beside him looked at him suspiciously, and Oliver quickly resolved her doubts.

"This is the West Coast," he held his forehead. "When the sanctimonious and black-hearted politicians on the East Coast are wearing suits and ties, people here can still go to the beach in baggy shorts. They are much more enthusiastic."

"The police station in Beverly Hills is not far away. When the reporters and paparazzi are following those celebrities, they can't help paying attention to the city's security. It's inevitable." ** raised her eyebrows, expressing that she was used to it.

Turning her attention back to the case, Emily asked the sheriff for surveillance records of the day's riots.

The progress of the case was a little stiff, so the team members stayed in the office to analyze the record.

The quality of the surveillance video is not good. Oliver gave up using this thing to distinguish the facial expressions of the characters, and began to think about the appearance of the murderer. "One of his eyes was injured, so he may use sunglasses or a hat with a brim to cover it." Eyes."

However, this is not a good idea. On the sunny west coast, many people wear sunglasses and hats, and the ladies will also bring an extra small parasol.

Finding nothing, Oliver sighed and put down the crumpled disposable paper cup in his hand.

The clues were broken again. If Oliver could come here when the body was first discovered, Oliver could still try to use his ability to perceive something, but now, he can say responsibly that the information he can receive has almost dissipated.

After death, body functions stagnate, and various physiological secretions naturally stop. The time that various physiological secretions can last during life is not completely defined, and it depends on the individual's physical fitness and the influence of the natural environment.But most of the time, more than three days, Oliver's ability to face the corpse is just a display.

Oliver put his hands on his forehead, inserted his fingers into Mai's blond hair, let his mind go, and messed up his hair in less than 3 minutes.

"I think we can go to lunch first." Oliver made a pertinent suggestion for his stomach.

Hotch nodded, seeing that the supervisor agreed, everyone was about to go out, but was blocked by the sheriff, looking tired and helpless.

"New bodies were found, two."

Obviously, lunch was wasted, but Oliver didn't complain, he wanted to see the body sooner before he lost some information.

The place where the body was dumped this time was a remote forest, where the sunlight could not penetrate the thick broad leaves, which made the soil moist and covered with moss.

Viscous blood flowed from the hole in the head of the corpse and seeped into the soil, becoming the nourishment for these low plants that did not see the sun.

The two corpses this time are indeed different from the previous ones. One of the blonde female corpses had half of one eye cut off, while the other eye was intact. technique.

Oliver approached the brown-haired female corpse first, and activated the ability.

The corpse is very fresh, judging from the concentration of secretions, it has not been more than 24 hours, and the emotion is very common fear.But what the killer left behind is a little different, appreciate? Oliver frowned, feeling again, still admiring and joyful?He felt more and more wrong.

He walked to the corpse of the blonde woman again. The secretion concentration of this corpse was lower than that of the corpse of the brown-haired woman. That is to say, the murders of the blonde-haired woman and the brown-haired woman were not much different, but slightly earlier.

Two targets at a time, which has never been encountered before, and there is a lot of Lumipa in the information left by the murderer. He is angry, but he is trying to control himself.The murderer is not a lunatic, he still has reason and a clear head.

Prentiss came over and touched the wound on the corpse with his rubber-gloved fingers. Yes, there were some more stab wounds on the blonde woman's body, concentrated on her chest.

"The murderer is venting his anger," Oliver reminded.

"Then he only had half his eye gouged out because he was angry, or was he angry because he only had half his eye gouged out?" she asked.

"I'm angry because only half of my eye was gouged out," Oliver said with some uncertainty in his tone, "His technique is already very skilled, and such a mistake should not have occurred, but some behaviors of the victim led to such a mistake, It made him angry."

Gideon also came over, and compared to the previous corpse, which was nothing special, it was obvious that this victim showed more information.

"Her eyes were destroyed, so the murderer abandoned her. The murderer's target was the eyes, and the murder was just to keep his secret." Gideon quickly inspected the body and concluded that he carefully opened the intact eye. One eyelid, even though the eyes are out of focus, there is no denying that the color of these eyes is stunning.

Like a lake in a forest.The snow at the end of winter has just melted, and the green pine trees by the lake have been cleaned to reflect the sun's rays. The clear blue sky and the dark green forests on both sides of the lake are reflected in the lake water. In the lake, the cool wind in early spring brought waves.

It's very similar to Oliver's eyes, but his eyes are more radiant. Oliver realized it himself, and silently looked away.

Had such beautiful eyes rested in the hollow eye sockets of several of the other victims?

Women are always more meticulous than men. Prentiss noticed that there were abrasions on the arm of the corpse, and several of them lifted the corpse up to observe his back. There were also some scars on the back.

"She struggled," Prentiss said.

"But the murderer injected him with drugs, she shouldn't be able to struggle," Hotch said.

"Maybe this lady is resistant to these drugs," Oliver said, and called Gracia, "Little cutie, help me check the drug history of the victim this time."

"It's good soon. Well, this lady has undergone bone surgery. After her lumbar spine was broken, a piece of artificial bone was inserted, which made her use painkillers and some sedatives."

"Thank you, my little angel." Oliver hung up the phone. "Her body has a certain resistance to the drug, so she woke up and struggled during the process, which caused the murderer to make a mistake."

"Then he dropped the damaged eyeball and chose another victim," Hotch continued.

"These eyeballs," Gideon whispered to himself, "Oliver, you evaluated their eyes on the plane, didn't you?"

"Yes, I remember I said, beautiful." Oliver suddenly thought of the murderer's possible intentions.

"Reid, do you return the eye color of your victims, the specific difference."

The human computer Reid gave a reply without recalling for too long, "Brown, black, yellow, blue, gray, blue-gray, dark green, and the brown-green of the victim."

"That's it. The killer is collecting eyeballs of different colors. He is not killing for the thrill of killing. He collects eyeballs and makes them his outstanding artwork." Gideon said.