[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Chapter 218 The Silence of the Lambs 5

Starling's shooting instructor, Bram, called her out of a class explaining how casinos launder money.

"Today you go with Jack Crowford, take your things for the night, maybe you can come back, but take it anyway."

"Where to go?"

"West Virginia. Some duck shooters found a dead body in the Elk River around dawn. It looks like Buffalo Bill did it. The lieutenants are still investigating further, but it's the real backcountry, and Crowford doesn't want to wait for that." Help the slow boy to make a detailed report, among other things, he also needs someone who can help him extract the fingerprints of the floating corpse, you have studied very hard in the laboratory, so you can do it, right?"

"Yes." Starling took a large fingerprint box and a small canvas bag with a familiar weight from him. "It's mine, but it's the same as what you used in training. Get ready soon, Starling."

Bram took Starling into the car, and he drove the car to Quantico's airfield at the base's speed limit with perfect precision.

Starling wanted to ask a question, "What about Jack Hotchner and November Graham?"

"Crowford didn't ask me to call them. If I remember correctly, those two boys are off today. Crowford needs help today, but he has to wait until Jimmy Price gets someone from the lab to come here. An hour, so I sent you, Starling, a floating corpse can't sit on the beach all day."

Starling nodded, even though she knew Bram, who was driving, couldn't see her. Shidalin still decided to take out his mobile phone and sent two messages to JackHotchner and NovemberGraham.

"Buffalo Bill has committed another crime. There is a floating body in the Elk River in West Virginia. I am at the airport now, and Jack asked me to go with him. Have you heard the news?"

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Jack held Chris, one of Will's pack of stray dogs, bouncing around in his arms, and found his vibrating phone among the pillows on the couch.

"Okay, you ugly boy, be quiet." Jack put his hand on the back of Chris's neck. Chris was a medium-sized dog picked up by Will, with a mottled coat and gray, even if he was sent to a stray In the animal shelter, no one is willing to adopt it, and the only destination is euthanasia. Will kept the poor big guy, as usual.

Today, Jack and November happened to be on vacation together, and Will was busy with a new project recently. Jack came to help November and bathe his family's large group of dogs.

November came downstairs with a pair of twin puppies in his arms, "Did you get Starling's text message?"

"Probably. I haven't watched it yet." Jack held Chris's mouth with one hand to avoid the consequences of being washed with his tongue, and turned on the phone with the other hand.

"Buffalo Bill is at it again."

"Crowford called Starling," November said.

"Are you trying to ask why he didn't call the two of us?" Jack turned his head away, and November was standing behind the sofa, requiring Jack to look up to see his expression.

"Yes, probably because Starling previously worked in a forensic laboratory."

"I don't know if he wants to call the two of us, but even if he wants to, he won't notify us himself. He knows that the two of us are very interested in this case and won't give up casually. He doesn't need to notify us The two of us, we'll get there too."

"You're right," November said, "but why?"

"Maybe it's because of Oliver," Jack was a little uncertain. "I think he's paying attention to Buffalo Bill's case even though he didn't come to investigate the case himself, and Crowford knows about it."

"Anyway, we're going." Jack concluded, "Today is a day off anyway."

"But I checked the flight just now and there is no suitable time. It is too late to drive there."

Jack raised his eyebrows, November was more positive than he expected.

"We might catch a plane." Jack said. If he remembers correctly, Tahsa is now in Washington DC and is going to West Virginia to take a group of photos. She invited Jack who was on vacation to take a look, but you see , Jack is now at Graham's house. "But I suggest you go change a piece of clothing first." Jack reached out and grabbed the sweater on November's chest, with a ball of dog hair in his hand.

November was wearing a plain white sweater, while the puppy in his arms was tan.

November was frightened by Jack's action, coughed and took a few steps back, and got a surprised look from Jack.

"I'm going to change clothes."

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Tasha looked at Jack and November who walked into the cabin of her private jet. She didn't speak for a long time, but stared at the two of them with those cat-like eyes with slanted eyes.

Jack took November and sat down on the familiar seat. He wanted to say hello to Tahsa, but he was stared at by her hair.

"Is there a problem?" Jack asked.

"Forget about sex, Jack." There was a weird smile on her lips, and her fingers painted with Damascus cobalt nail polish were stroking the magazine on the palm of her hand.

Jack couldn't help but glanced at November beside him, who was burying his head in the information sent by Starling, without any response.

Only he himself said to Tasha dumbfounded: "Don't talk nonsense, this is my friend, November Graham." He then introduced to November, "This is the Natasha I mentioned to you, just call her Tasha. You What's wrong?"

November raised his head, his gaze stayed on Tasha's face and her curly red hair for five seconds, "I always feel like I've seen Miss Tasha's face before."

Jack was about to answer, this is normal, if you look through the magazines at the newsstand, you can always find one or two photos taken by Tasha.

"Looks like it's in an entertainment newspaper, and it's about Stark's new girlfriend." November said, his voice trailing off.

But Tahsa still heard it clearly, and turned the inside of the magazine in her hand to November, "But recently they changed their tune again. The theme of this issue is Stark's illegitimate daughter."

When Tasha debuted, she didn't use the last names of Romanov or Banner, because these two surnames were too conspicuous with Stark's funding.

Jack has long since given up on Tasha's little hobby of collecting gossip about herself.

But Jack wanted to ask, "November, why did you read the gossip newspaper?"

November spread his hands, "Abigail likes to read these, sometimes I will send her one or two magazines from the United States."

"I'm just the child of Mr. Stark's friend." Tasha smiled. "By the way, you went to West Virginia to investigate a case. What case?"

"Buffalo Bill, he's also the darling of the gossip papers these days."

"need my help?"

Jack was silent for a moment, staring very seriously into Tahsa's beautiful green eyes and said, "He's just a serial killer, a normal guy who won't stand up to you."

Tahsa raised her eyebrows, thanking Jack for his words.

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The body of one of the new victims was left in a funeral home on Porter Street in Porter, West Virginia, which is used as a county morgue.

But Jack and November didn't go to this Potter's funeral home, they were in a hurry to meet Crowford's bad luck. Even if Crowford thought about the two of them going there, if they really met, they might be scolded by him.The two of them went instead to the Elk River where the floating body was salvaged.

The police cordoned off the part of the river where the bodies were salvaged, and left a small policeman to guard them. After Jack and November showed their IDs, although he was a little puzzled as to why he sent two interns, he let them in anyway.

Jack stuffed one of the two identical folders into November's hand.

November had seen it a long time ago, and Jack had some doubts about the information that Jack brought down from Tasha's private plane, but he didn't rush to ask.

"So far, all the Buffalo Bill case information in the FBI database is here," Jack explained, looking at November's puzzled expression, he added, "Tasha found it in the FBI database."

"Well," November flipped through the documents in his hand. As far as they know, Buffalo Bill has killed five people, at least five people. For ten months, he first kidnapped women, killed them, and skinned them. , and throw the body into the running water.

Each body was found in a different river, thrown into the water from the intersection of the interstate highway, downstream, and each time was not in the same state, so some people speculated that Buffalo Bill was a wandering The person who left, had a gun, probably a Colt gun or a Colt imitation, and liked the .0.38 bullet.

Bill kept them alive for a period of time, and the victims would not be killed by him until a week to ten days after they had been kidnapped.Two were hanged, three were shot, and the new one was also shot. There is no evidence that they were raped or physically injured before they died, but all the victims were found. is naked.

Also included are notes from the Franklin brothers who found the body of the sixth victim, saying they found the body in the water while hunting wild ducks.

But November has a different opinion. He walked to the river and pulled a length of rope.

Jack looked at the hook on the trolling line. The blood had been washed away by the rushing water, leaving only a little rust.He couldn't see what was wrong.

"These hooks are so close together. It's illegal," November said. "They're definitely looking at the line, and when the body gets hooked, it's like it's a big fish. They would pull up the line to see if any fish had taken the bait. This body was not supposed to come up here."

November carelessly wiped the river water from his fingers on his trousers, and turned to the map page of the data, which marked every location and date of kidnapping and body dumping. Like a constellation.

Jack: "Orion?"

November also marked the location where a sixth victim was found. "If his corpse dumping location is regular, then his way of dumping his corpse is really random and terrible. Because the water quality of each river flows through the area with different temperature and humidity, no one can determine the time of surfacing, so it is impossible to recover from the dead body. Find out the pattern at the place where it is discovered."

Neither the kidnapping nor the dispossession of the body has a fixed pattern, and there is no suspicious connection.

"The second body was the first to be discovered," Jack said, pointing to the stereotyped black font on the information. According to the law that the murderer would only find the next target after killing a person and throwing the body away, the identity of the victim identified by the police Afterwards, according to the time of disappearance, a rough sequence of victims can be sorted.

The first missing young woman was found in the Blackwater River in Missouri, outside of Lorne Czech, long after she went missing in Belvedere, Ohio.

But the body of the second abducted woman was first found floating in the Wabash River in the Lafayette, Indiana, business district, just below Interstate 65.

Because the body of the first woman was tied with a weight and sunk in the water.

"His first victim's body was well hidden. But from the second body onwards, the way he dumped the body became random. Why? Didn't he want the No. 1 victim to be found?" Jack said.

"It's possible. His way of dumping corpses in the later period became random. Is it possible that he wanted to use this randomness to confuse the public, making people think that all his corpse dumping locations were random. He was remedial killing The mistake he made when he was the No.1 victim. As for killing the No.1 victim, he didn’t do it deliberately. It’s just that he had this idea in his mind, and for some reason, he suddenly Put this idea into practice.

But this was not a completely accidental act. He knew what he was going to do. He kidnapped them first, kept them for a week to ten days, then skinned them and dumped their bodies.There was no superfluous trauma on the first victim either, and Buffalo Bill took his time to prepare everything before he killed.The No.1 victim was selected because preparation and selection complement each other. He may see him every day. He is just preparing, and the first victim just meets his requirements. She chose to be the first test subject, and then killed her one day. said November.

The first victim, Frederica Baimer, 22, of Belvedere, Ohio, like all the victims, appeared to be large, with a fair complexion and smooth skin.

"The first victim was strangled to death. Judging from the traces, the murder weapon was a rope, but strangling a person is a laborious task. Victims don't want to die, they will do everything possible to struggle." November quickly flipped According to the autopsy report, "Baimer's nails were broken. She used her nails to grab the rope that strangled her neck before she died. But there was no trauma to other parts. She was strangled to death at a high place. Buffalo Bill needed to give the rope. A point of leverage, barn beams, no, no, white mel is heavy and hard to pull up. Buffalo Bill has a detached house with at least two floors, and he can put a rope around his victim's neck , and then kick them down from the second floor and hang them in mid-air to kill them. He is not a person who wanders around, he has a fixed residence, and the different dumping places are just to cover up this A permanent dwelling. Like a hibernating insect..."

"November Graham!" Jack's anxious cry knocked November out of his thoughts.

November looked at Jack's face close at hand, and suddenly realized that Jack held his arms in front of him, and his feet had already, half stepped into the mud in the river.

"You go one step further and you fall into the river," Jack said, "what's wrong with you?"

November blinked, and his brown-red pupils became a little clearer. He pressed Jack's shoulders and pulled him up from the river bank, "I'm just...thinking about ideas."

"Is that when you took the exam, and you planned to jump into the river with the paper and pen?" Jack's face was not very good

"I don't know." November said, "It's just that I always felt a golden pendulum swinging in front of my eyes a few times. Then some images flashed in my mind, but you know, flashing in my mind The past images just give people that kind of feeling, which is different from the feeling presented in the mind with the eyes. But I think the former is more important, so..."

The river wind slowly blows up from the opposite bank across the river surface, the river surface shimmers like fish scales, and the golden shadow of the sun falls on the water surface.