American Detective: Starting as a Rookie Cop in an American TV Show

Chapter 1409 Two Dead

According to legend, Seris wontons originated in the second century BC, during the Western Han Dynasty.

It is said that it was because the Xiongnu leaders Hun and Tun in the north were too brutal at that time, so the common people wrapped meat fillings into horn-shaped foods and called them "wontons" using the homonyms of the two words "Hun" and "Tun" to express their hatred.

Later, the wontons that were pinched into corners gradually evolved and eventually became their current shape.

The origin of Italian ravioli, or “tortellini,” also comes from a war, but compared to the legend of Biris, the origin of “tortellini” seems a little more romantic (and obscene).

In 14th century Italy, there were two political factions: the Guelphs who supported the Pope and the Ghibellines who supported the Holy Roman Emperor.

At that time, Bologna and Modena, two cities in northern Italy, which were only 25 miles apart, supported the "Ghilfen Party" and the "Ghibelline Party" respectively. The two parties, which were full of conflicts, eventually broke out in the famous "Battle of Zapolino" in 1325.

The result of the battle was that Modena won, but the Bolognese army retreated back to the city and successfully closed the city gates.

So although the Modena army won the victory, they were blocked by the tall city walls and could not plunder the spoils.

As the fierce battle between the two sides resulted in heavy casualties, the Modena army did not want to continue fighting, but it was not acceptable that they had no spoils at all, as it could not prove that they had won the battle, so some soldiers searched everywhere outside the city.

Finally, a Modena soldier found a well and salvaged a wooden barrel from it. The soldiers then held up the barrel and cheered, returning home happily.

The matter would have ended there, but 300 years later, a poet named Alessandro Tassoni from Modena wrote a satirical work titled "The Stolen Barrel" using an epic description of the war.

Tassoni added mythological elements to the poem, saying that the news of the war reached the heavens and attracted the attention of the god of war Mars.

The god of war Mars wanted to go and see the excitement, and on the way he met Bacchus, the god of wine who supported Modena, and Venus, the goddess of love who supported Bologna.

So the three gods agreed to travel together, and chose to stay in a small inn between the two cities to show their neutrality.

Early one morning, Mars, the god of war, and Bacchus, the god of wine, went to the battlefield to watch the war, while Venus was still lying in bed getting her beauty sleep. The shop owner, who had long coveted her beauty, could not wait any longer, so he tiptoed upstairs and peeked inside through the keyhole.

It is said that Venus was sleeping naked at the time, but the keyhole was too small, so the innkeeper could only see her belly button, but he was still deeply shocked.

Even when he returned to the kitchen, the owner's mind was still full of the shape of the perfect belly button. When kneading the dough, he unconsciously kneaded it into that shape, and thus Italian ravioli was born.

Although this legend feels strange, it is generally creative. It just makes Jack wonder if the sexual preferences of Italians are a bit strange.

"Venus is the embodiment of perfection, so even her belly button" Rossi was halfway through explaining when both of their phones rang at the same time.

The fourth related murder occurred in Oxnard last night, and Hotchner and the others were on their way to the scene.

Fortunately, when Jack went out today, he was driving his own "Mammoth", which was equipped with temporary police lights. After turning them on and placing them on the roof, he forced his way across the isolation belt and turned into the opposite lane under the stunned gaze of a group of drivers rushing to work.

Although he set out later than the other members of the BAU, they both arrived at about the same time.

CBI agent Norwood was waiting outside the house, and local police officers had set up a cordon. Forensic personnel wearing baseball caps came in and out from time to time. "We checked the perimeter of the house and found no signs of forced entry. The nanny found the body around 8 a.m. The local police station's alarm records showed that a 911 call was made from here last night, but it was immediately hung up.

Because of the police budget cuts, they have limited officers on night duty, so they don’t have patrol officers here.”

Led by Agent Norwood, everyone walked through the corridor and into the kitchen, where they were greeted by a strong and pungent smell of blood.

This time, the bodies at the scene had not yet been removed, and on the dining table with a transparent glass top lay the body of a man with a knife in the back.

The blood flowed from the table to the floor, attracting flies and various unknown insects.

Emily thought the CBI had made a mistake when she saw this. "This scene doesn't seem to be related to the previous murders. The knife was fatal, and the victim's clothes were not changed."

Agent Norwood pointed overhead and said, "This is Greg Baldwin, the boyfriend of Sarah McKinley, the owner of this house. Her body is in the upstairs bedroom. Please follow me."

"Wait a moment." Red's eyes stopped at the bathroom door as he passed through the corridor. "It looks like there was a fight here."

Detective Norwood nodded and replied, "It looks like it. We found a lot of blood in the bathroom and the adjacent hallway, but we haven't had time to do a scene reconstruction yet."

Seeing this, Hotchner arranged, "Red and Emily stay on the first floor to try to reconstruct the circumstances of the crime. Rossi and Elvis check the other rooms. Jack and I will go upstairs together."

The smell of blood upstairs was much lighter than that downstairs. Jack noticed that the corridors downstairs were covered with carpets, but there was nothing in the corridor outside the rooms on the second floor.

The three of them walked all the way to the open bedroom, where a forensic officer was busy at the bedroom window. There was a body lying on the bed, a white woman in her 30s, wearing a clean white dress with purple floral patterns, and her posture was as if she was asleep.

"So Sarah in front of us is the murderer's target, not her boyfriend, which is why she is still lying in the kitchen covered in blood."

After seeing this scene, Hotchner finally understood why Agent Norwood had called the FBI here in such a hurry early in the morning.

"What is this Sarah McKinley's occupation?" Jack asked abruptly.

Agent Norwood flipped through the notebook in his hand. "Well, according to the nanny, she is a senior executive in a construction company, but the details have not been verified yet."

“Construction companies are not considered service industries.”

Jack exchanged a glance with Hotchner, who immediately took out his phone and called Garcia, "Garcia, I need a list of all the people who had daily contact with the deceased Sarah McKinley."

"Is there any problem with this?" Agent Norwood spread his hands in confusion.

Jack explained, "The murderer's attacks were targeted, and the previous victims were all working in the service industry.

If they provoked each other during their daily service and the murder was committed, then Sarah McKinley, who worked at a construction company, was likely a colleague, friend or relative of the murderer.

(End of this chapter)