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Chapter 13 α12 Preliminary Discussion

Wednesday: "When will Lurch pick me up?"

"Huh? Are you homesick?" Clement stopped packing his things, straightened up and looked at her.

Clement: "I should have come here a long time ago. I called my uncle and them the first day BAU notified me."

Wednesday asked very understandingly: "However?"

"However," said Clement, "Pugsley tried unsuccessfully to imitate what happened to you. Instead, he trapped himself in a maze in the basement. You know how big the basement is at home. Pugsley couldn't get out of it for a month. Uncle and Aunt Morticia thought To find him, but in the end I also fell into the maze."

Wednesday imagined what happened, and said firmly: "Pugsley is out, dad and mom are still inside, aren't they?"

Clement said lightly: "Yes, Pugsley directly called my work number, and he said that he was sure that Uncle and Aunt Morticia were in the underground labyrinth, enjoying the sweetness of their lovers."

Wednesday clasped his hands together and put them on his abdomen, stood up straight and looked down at his big cousin who was squatting on the ground: "It's understandable, so where are we going now?"

Clement stuffed all his usual painting tools into the easel bag, zipped it up, tied the straps, raised his eyebrows, and said to Wednesday: "North Las Vegas."

Wednesday: "Why?"

Clement: "The crystal ball guides us forward."

Wednesday said calmly: "That's my grandmother's predictive ability."

Clement turned around and said, "Okay, that's my black magic, are you satisfied, little witch of the Addams family?"

Wednesday stopped talking.

Clement touched the little girl's smooth black braids, and said, "Let's go over there to catch a wind. I have a hunch that there will be surprises waiting for us. By the way, Wednesday, you are much older than before. Come on with me." The painting from a few years ago is not the same at all, and I have to do it again."

Wednesday's face was a little dignified: "Yes."

"Okay Thing, is there anything you haven't prepared? We're going to the airport!" Clement shouted, stood up and held the little girl's hand, teasing her: "Relax Wednesday, I won't take you To the playground."

Wednesday's non-threatening eyes fell on the eldest cousin, "You will be scared too."

That was the truth, Clement didn't refute it.

Boom, the warehouse door was pulled down and locked.

Because Clement had reported to the agent lady in advance, at this time, he only needs to take Wednesday, Thing, and his essential tools to go.

The trio ended up on a plane to a bustling metropolis in North Las Vegas, Nevada.

Clement and Wednesday, who had left the airport and waited for the bus, sat on the empty lounge chair. Clement asked Wednesday if she was hungry and if she had an appetite to replenish her energy.

Wednesday usually doesn’t eat outside food, and is only keen on the exclusive formula of Addams’s family. Very rarely, she is willing to taste outside fast food, such as instant fruit cereal.

Wednesday: "I don't want to eat."

Clement patted her head, and actually wanted to pull the little girl's braids, but thinking that Wednesday valued the braids without a trace of mess, he was not willing to tease littlesister.

Clement: "Then I'll go buy some water."

Wednesday has no comment.

Clement bought two bottles of water from a convenience store on the side of the road, and as if remembering something before opening the door to go out, he took a newspaper from the counter.

"The appalling case of dismemberment."

Wednesday tilted his head to look at the newspaper in Clement's hand: "What news is this?"

Holding a thin newspaper with his slender and beautiful fingers, Clement glanced down and explained to her, "It's a local daily newspaper, and it said that the police received a report from the victim's neighbor and found many human body parts from the victim's home. Determine whether it can be classified as a serial murder case, and..."

He shook the newspaper and said: "The news didn't say much, it was covered up, and there are probably some things that are not easy to disclose to the public."

Wednesday said "Oh" half-comprehensively.

The car arranged by the hotel that had been booked in advance arrived, and Clement and Wednesday shut up and got on the car.

On the other hand, although the BAU people were delayed for less than half an hour due to flight problems, they still arrived in North Las Vegas ahead of Clement and the others, and rushed to the local police station without much rest.

JJ's job was still to act as a BAU diplomat. She was always smart and good at dancing. This time, she also acted as a referrer for both parties. Then she was hurriedly called to the external media department of the police station.

It is true that Hotch is the supervisor of the overall planning department, but Gideon is the veteran of the team in terms of psychological portraits and profiling. The two have also coordinated quite well in terms of work. It didn't take long before they decided to go to the scene first. Do some investigation, and then talk about other things after being a trace inspector.

Hotch was driving the car, Gideon was sitting in the passenger seat, and Reid was sitting in the back constantly looking at the information collected by the police in recent days.

Gideon's teaching to Reid is mainly to cultivate Reid's self-confidence by means of encouragement. At this time, he chatted and said: "Did Reid find anything?"

Reid: "I'm looking at photo evidence from the scene."

He went through the photos quickly and without omission, and then marked some strange places on the photos with a marker pen. He didn't hesitate to hear Gideon's question, so he said all his questions: "Most of the human bodies at the scene The fragments are not enough to piece together a complete human figure, but we can know from the judgment of the forensic doctor that the victim did not suffer any physical abuse before he was alive or injured, including knife wounds, binding|binding|sexual|abuse|abuse But not limited to that."

Gideon: "Continue."

Reid said: "Look at the scene again - we still have no conclusive evidence that the victim's home is the first crime scene, because there are other scattered human body parts at the scene. Then there are those strange patterns, which were searched by Garcia Analysis We all know the magical meanings of those patterns themselves, rebirth, change, creation... We have reason to figure out the murderer's motive from this perspective. If the police found the first crime scene, the murderer moved it from other places. What is the purpose of these human body parts, if not, is there any special meaning for the murderer to choose that place on purpose?"

"That's right." Hotch, who was watching, affirmed his words, and said, "We still have too little information, and the specific situation will not be known until we arrive at the scene."

Gideon and Reid agree.

After that, they didn't talk about the case anymore, but thought about it independently.

The victim’s home is located in the suburbs outside the central area of ​​North Las Vegas. The management of the community is average but the environment is very good. It is the first choice for many people to vacation.The victim was a local, and his family had a single-storey small bungalow with a yard outside. His neighbors were also like this, and most of the bungalows were of the same size.

The BAU people arrived near the bungalow in two cars.

Gideon, Reid, and Elle were the first to enter the bungalow site, but Hotch and Morgan walked around the bungalow at their own pace, and gathered together to discuss after the inspection.

As soon as they entered the house, the three of Reid saw all kinds of magic patterns painted with black and red paint on the furniture on the walls and the floor. The meaning of health and life, most of the graffiti on site are these two patterns, and there are some others, which are related to occultism that even Garcia can't find out.

The places where the body parts had been were marked by the police, and Gideon walked up and down the empty route in the house, seeming to be doing a mime.

Reid looked at him and then at Elle. Elle's complexion was not very good. Reid guessed that she might be reminded of the situation in her home last time through these bright black and red paints.

In this regard, Elle's character is very strong and unyielding, and Reid can't help her. If she talks too much, Elle is afraid that she will feel uncomfortable, so she has to turn her face away and concentrate on investigating the scene.

Reid put on gloves and touched the dried paint on the wall, sure enough, there was nothing useful.

Reid is not depressed either, the current situation is still within their control. Reid walked a few more steps into the house. He stood in the middle of the living room, looked around, looked up, down, left, right, and then turned around: "Huh?"

Reid was a little puzzled, something flashed through his mind more quickly, it flashed so fast that Reid couldn't react at all.

Elle, who was observing her surroundings and trying her best to resist the sequelae of PDST traumatic syndrome, was startled by him. She looked back and saw Reid turning her head up and aimlessly in a circle. She asked, "Reid, are you What are you doing?"

Reid distressed: "I don't know either."

Elle: "..."

She didn't get an answer, so Elle didn't ask any more questions. The theoretical knowledge about Reid was the most abundant among them. Elle believed in Reid's ability. His ability was not as restrained or astonishing as his character.

Gideon paced back and forth, he saw the neat cups and trays and fruit baskets on the coffee table, and he also saw bloodstains and paint on the floor that hadn't been cleaned up... Gideon suddenly stepped forward and rushed to the welcome mat at the door forward.

"Scared!" Morgan, who was coming towards him, was startled by him, and took a step back to avoid bumping into Gideon.

Gideon: "Sorry."

Then continue with your own discoveries.

What did Gideon find?

After observation, Gideon concluded that the owner of this house is obviously a well-behaved and rigorous person. The arrangement and layout of things on the table are very orderly. The ornaments are also clean and there is no trace of dust accumulation. There is some thin dust on it in the past two days because the owner is away and no one takes care of it.

The depth of Gideon's experience made him immediately extend his thinking from this node. Generally, people who act more cautiously and rigorously have a little bit of cleanliness to varying degrees. Gideon speculates that the victim was like this during his lifetime, and his cleanliness may not necessarily be very serious. Serious, but they have a strong desire to control and plan themselves properly, and such a person will lay a welcome mat at the door, most likely to remind visitors to change their shoes.

Gideon looked at the shoe rack at the door, as he expected, the slippers on it were placed in an orderly manner, only a pair of the victim's house shoes were missing.

"The murderer and the victim should not be acquainted with each other." Gideon said suddenly, "The victim is a person with a strong sense of private domain. He obviously likes cleanliness and tidiness, but there is no disposable shoe cover at home, but a shoe rack at the door. If the murderer is his friend or guest, he will change his indoor shoes before entering the house in accordance with the master's preference."

Morgan, who was closest to him, came to his senses, took out a pair of gloves and put them on, moved the shoes and said, "Our murderer obviously doesn't know the rules very well."

"Yes." Gideon said, and walked around the house again, saying as he walked: "The murderer was not invited to drink tea, and he and the victim may not have had a positive conversation. Looking at the furniture and certain details in the house, The victim could have been tidying up, making tea with his back to the window, sitting on the sofa reading a book, a combination of both."

Gideon didn't say too much, which is also his habit. Before he is sure to make an accurate profile, he will never talk about it. Instead, he uses a lot of words like "possible" and "probable", especially when it comes to suspects. Misleading claims are rarely made.

"I see!" Reid said suddenly, and even Hotch who had just entered the door was distracted by him.

Elle was the first to think of his meaningless behavior just now: "What did you find?"

Reid pursed his lips tightly. His lip line was very deep, and when the lips were closed, the deep depressions on both sides of the mouth always created the illusion of two dimples.

Reid said: "I have seen these patterns before, and their meaning is life and creation. Yes, but the location is wrong!"

Reid pointed out several corners one by one, and said: "Here, here, and this western position, the symbolic meaning of the patterns has a lot to do with their positions in the whole, and according to the analysis of these 'wrong' angles, they should be It has the ability to summon and urge. For example, someone drew these patterns, and then combined those human body parts to create a magic circle for summoning demons, offering sacrifices and urging everything..."

Everyone: "..."

Morgan patted the shiny forehead, and jumped out to stop him: "Are you trying to say that this is a crime of witchcraft? The murderer is not human?"

Reid: "I didn't, I just told you the meaning of those patterns, and we can analyze many things from them."

Elle complained: "What you said sounds like that!"

Reid looked back at them innocently.

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