[Zhongyingmei] Devouring the sky

Because the two children's expressions of dissatisfaction were too obvious, the adults said goodbye to Will, and then went back to the room that Hannibal had reserved.

The room has been set up, it is full of colorful balloons, there are many cute dolls on the sofa and coffee table, beautiful tableware and vases filled with flowers are placed on several dining tables, the decoration is very beautiful, but the cloth I didn't see a plate of the big meal that Laiz mentioned.

Fenrir looked at it, then stretched out a short fat finger to poke Blaise's waist, and said with a puckered mouth: "Blaze, didn't you say you ordered a lot of delicious food? What about the delicious food? "

Fenrir is not particular about what he eats, as long as it tastes good, he can eat hot or cold. Originally, he heard that Blaise told him to order some delicious food on the table, so he wanted to eat something first. As for the stomach, I came in and saw that there was nothing there. I was really disappointed.

"We went out just now. The waiter may not have delivered it. I'll call and ask."

Blaise immediately called the room service center, who replied that the room manager had visited their room several times in the past few hours, but they couldn't find anyone, so they didn't let them deliver the food to the room.If they wanted it now, they could have the kitchen remake it right away.However, many of the ingredients were not fresh enough, so they suggested that Blaize could re-order some.

After hearing this, Blaise asked them to bring up some ready-made food first, and then replace the rest of the dishes with less fresh ingredients with other dishes, as long as the taste is good and the quantity is good.

Although the hotel was a mess, the speed of the kitchen was still very fast. A table of food was delivered within 5 minutes after receiving the call, but the rest had to wait, because everything needed to be cooked fresh.

Knowing that Fenrir hadn't had enough to eat these days, Blaise must have been starving, so he asked the others to take some, and distributed the rest to Fenrir.

J has a problem with this. There are a lot of delicious food on the table, but there is only a small fried fish steak and a small spoonful of mashed potatoes on his plate, which is not enough for him to squeeze between his teeth.He muttered dissatisfiedly: "He can't finish eating so many things all by himself, so it's too stingy to give us a little."

In order to prove that there are really too few things, J used a fork to pick up the fried fish steak on the plate after speaking, and then opened his mouth to bite off two-thirds.

Blaise helped Fenrir tie a napkin around his neck, and when he heard J's complaint, he patted Fenrir's head and said, "Fenrir, let's eat one for him."

"Okay." Fenrir grinned, and opened his mouth to the delicious food on the table.

The food on the table floated up in front of everyone, and then lined up and floated into Fenrir's mouth.In less than 5 minutes, a third of the items on the table were gone.

Everyone was stunned. According to this speed and food intake, Fenrir would not be able to eat.

J clicked his tongue, looked at Fenrir's chubby face, and said, "It's expensive to raise such a child, right?"

On the table was the menu that Blaise had ordered before. J looked at the price on it, and it would cost him a month's salary for just one meal.Three meals a day, ninety meals a month, not counting snacks and supper, is his salary for seven and a half years.If it is eaten for one year, it will be 90 meals, and he will have to work for [-] years. Think about how terrible the cost is.

Regarding J's fuss, Blaise was very calm. He wiped Fenrir's mouth, cut a large piece of ham and put it on his plate for him to eat slowly, and then replied calmly: "Fortunately, his family has money."

"That's right. All actors make money." Hearing Blaise's words, J naturally thought he was talking about Tom's family. He had read the information on Tom's family. As an actor, with such a family background, he would not be short of money if he lacked anything.

Regarding J's misunderstanding, Blaise didn't explain much. He cut himself a piece of stewed meat and began to eat it quietly.

On the other side, Will has already entered the room where the body parts were found. The guests there have already moved out. Only the FBI staff are busy. A few forensic doctors are wearing white protective suits and plastic gloves, and they are squatting at the mouth of the sewer to fish inside. The remaining body parts, the things salvaged, have been piled up in a red plastic bucket, mixed with other dirt in the sewer, which looks particularly disgusting.

"Ugh." Emily couldn't help turning her back and retching after taking a look. She was also someone who had seen the scene, but this kind of scene still made her feel sick.

"It takes a lot of time to cut the corpse into such pieces, and the scene will be ugly. The cleaners in the hotel should be able to see the abnormality." Morgan also said with his back turned.

"These pieces of meat are still dripping blood. The murderer probably didn't bleed the deceased before dismembering the corpse, so there must be a lot of blood on the scene. The corpse was dismembered in the hotel, and the place of dismemberment must be a bathroom upstairs. There is no Conditions require the murderer to take protective measures, so there must be a lot of blood on the floor of the bathroom, we should test it, and we should be able to find the bathroom where the crime happened." Emily said, she couldn't wait to get out of here now, the plastic bucket Even if she can't see the things, but the smell is enough for her to bear.

"The problem is that there are many rooms above, and most of them are occupied by people. Even if the hotel is willing to cooperate with us, it will not be easy to knock on the doors of those customers." Reid said, holding his nose.

"Isn't it a certain room upstairs? It shouldn't be too much trouble for those guests to cooperate." Emily said.

Reid glanced at Emily with a naive expression, and said, "I checked the situation of this hotel on the way here. This is an old hotel with a history of hundreds of years, and the interior is very well protected. It is in good condition and almost no large-scale modifications have been made, so the sewer pipes here still retain the same layout as before. However, only the luxury suites on the upper floors had independent bathrooms, and the rooms on the lower floors used public toilets. Therefore, the sewer pipes of the bathrooms in the upper rooms are always collected into a sewer pipe that traverses each room, and then discharged to the sewer pipes of the public toilets on the floors below, and finally discharged to the sewer outside the hotel. Later, these rooms When adding a separate toilet, in order to reduce damage to the hotel building, the hotel did not make too many modifications to the sewer pipes. It just directly blocked the sewer pipes of the public toilets on the downstairs floors, and then installed them on the pipe that traversed the room. The sewer pipes are connected to the sewer pipes directly leading to the sewer pipes of these bathrooms, and finally the sewer pipes in the bathrooms of each room on the ground floor drain the dirt into the sewers outside the hotel. That is to say, we cannot be sure that these corpses It depends on which room upstairs it came from."

Emily and Morgan were dazed by a pile of sewer pipes on top and sewer pipes on the bottom. Fortunately, they were already used to Rhett's speaking style, so they directly ignored the long speech in front of them, and grasped The conclusion said: "The guests in every room upstairs could be our suspects? My God, this workload is too much."

"Maybe it's not that bad." Hotchner took Will over and said, "I found a good helper for you, this is Will Graham, a former criminal profiler of the FBI, and now a special Advisor, I think you have all heard his name, he should be able to help you."

"Will Graham!" Reid's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and said, "Mr. Graham, I have listened to your lectures, and your empathy skills are really great. I have always wanted to Trying to learn, but never succeeding. Oh, I mean, my name is Spencer Reed, nice to meet you."

Will glanced at Reid, then looked away immediately, and said: "I know you, the genius little doctor of the FBI, you entered the BAU a few months after I left, I heard that you have many degree certificates, but you have to move Emotional skills require talent, and a high IQ alone is not enough."

These words were really embarrassing, Reid opened his mouth and said, "Well, I'm just, just curious about your ability, and I don't think I can definitely learn it."

"Then you should be thankful that you can't learn it. This is not a good thing." Will said, and then directly focused on the red plastic bucket.

Reid looked at Hotchner helplessly, he felt that he might have screwed up the meeting, and Will didn't seem to like talking to him.

Hotchner shook his head at him, then gestured to the others to wait and see.

Will had already walked to the side of the plastic bucket, and the forensic doctor in charge of picking up the dirt dug up a few more pieces of meat, with an eyeball inside, and now this eyeball was lying on the top of the pile of dirt, with black pupils watching He seemed to be terrified inside.

No, there was no panic, everything happened so suddenly, he died before he even had time to feel the danger.The dismemberment of the corpse was done in a split second, and the murderer almost didn't waste any time. After dismembering the corpse, he dealt with it directly. Everything was very clean and neat.

But, how did he dispose of the corpse?

All the murder weapons that could be used to dismember the body quickly slipped before Will's eyes, axes, saws, machetes... ice cubes.

ice cubes! ?

"NO!" Will covered his head, and countless ice cubes burst in his head, making him feel extremely painful.

Hochner, who had been paying attention to Will, hurried over and grabbed his shoulder, "Are you okay, Will?"

Will shook his head, took a breath and said, "It's okay, it's just a little uncomfortable, you know, I can see some scenes."

"What did you see?" Hotchner asked.

"Not much. I can only tell you that the murderer is a veteran. He is very calm and his technique is very fast. I may have to go to the scene to see the rest before I can tell you." Will did not say what he saw the ice. , Of course, no one will believe it if it is said, the ice cube can never be the murder weapon, this is too unbelievable.

"However, this kind of killing method has not appeared in recent years. The most recent case occurred five years ago. Lily Anderson, a female nurse in Nevada, suffered from mania after giving birth. Zhou Hui took her lover home for dinner while she was away from work, then stole some deadly drugs from the hospital and put them in the food in the refrigerator, poisoning her husband and the lover. When she came back from work After returning home, she dissected the bodies of the two, then threw the body parts into the sink, smashed them up with a garbage processor, and flushed them into the sewer. But after disposing of the bodies of the two, she went to the police station to surrender I have not been released from prison yet. None of the other dismemberment cases have the characteristics of flushing the corpse into the sewer." Reid licked his lips in the sight of everyone and said: "I mean, if the murderer is a veteran, Then he must have killed many people with the same method before, his attitude is so confident, he must have never been discovered, I think it may be more difficult to catch him than we thought."

"Anyway, what we have to do so far is to find the bathroom where he was dismembered as soon as possible. The room here will be thoroughly cleaned by the cleaners every time a guest is changed. The bathroom is the place where the cleaning is the most intensive. Disinfectants that would seriously damage the evidence at the scene," Hotchner said.

"Then let's do a preliminary profile first." Morgan said, looking at the time.

Several people from BAU immediately gathered around and started working mode. Will saw that he had nothing to do, so he told Hotchina and walked out of the room.

The corridor in the hotel was very quiet, Will rubbed his temples and walked slowly, he didn't feel very good after every empathy, but this time it was really uncomfortable, those ices really exploded on his chest The same in his head, cold and painful, the problem is that these ices are not the real fierceness he is looking for, it is simply too bad.

At this moment, a voice rang out: "How do you know that's not the real murder weapon?"

Will paused, looked back and forth at the empty corridor, and asked uncertainly, "Who's talking?"

"Blaze Lansere, I think I can help you ease your pain."

"Can you help me?" Will shrugged his shoulders a few times jokingly, and said, "Then why are you hiding?"

"Didn't you notice, I'm in your brain."

"What! Am I finally schizophrenic?"