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"It's like this every time." Morgan sat at his desk, his tone full of dissatisfaction. "Every time I start dancing on the dance floor, whoosh—we're back in Quantico's office..."

"Can you stop talking about this..." Elle remembered that the last time Morgan's dance was interrupted was at the resort hotel in Jamaica... Then Gideon received a head in the cabin and shot himself, causing the little doctor to panic It took almost half a year.

"I always feel that the circumstances of this case are serious..." Elle looked at the sad little doctor beside him, "Don't listen to his nonsense."

"From the perspective of probability and statistics, the probability of a case happening has nothing to do with the frequency of your going to bars. It is purely a psychological factor. It just makes people feel more deeply when handling cases interrupts the carnival."

Jessie listened to Reid patiently explaining statistics and probability analysis to Morgan, trying to maintain a calm surface.

Gidoen's departure was brought forward, Frank was brought to justice, Elle did not suffer from PTSD, and stayed in BAU... Everyone's ending seems to have changed a little...

She looks at Reid.

What about him?

"The party must be over..." JJ turned on the big screen, "Georgia, there was a massacre an hour ago, and the location is on the screen at the couple's home in the Atlanta area."

"An hour ago?" Hotch wondered, "So soon?"

"One of the unknown persons called the police, claiming that his accomplice Raphael wanted to kill these criminals." JJ paused, "The local police will send the alarm recording to Gracia later, before the police arrived, it took only 4 Minutes and 26 seconds." JJ motioned everyone to look at the screen, "He's done his own killing."

"My God..." Gracia closed her eyes hastily when she saw the bloody scene.

"Apocalypse, Chapter 6, Section [-]..." Reid looked at the clues left by the criminal at the scene, lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "Gideon used to hate murderers using religious excuses to cover up their crimes."

At the mention of Gideon's name, everyone present was lost in thought for a moment.

"Let's go..." Hotch began, "We'll take a closer look at the case on the plane."

A group of people listened to the police recording from Gracia on the plane.

"So, there are at least two murderers?" Emily tentatively drew her own conclusion after listening. "One is to follow, and the other is to lead?"

Elle frowned, clicked on the recording and listened to it again.

"Any questions?" Reid asked.

"If there are two criminals, what will you do subconsciously when you find out that your accomplice is calling the police?" Elle looked up at everyone.

"Take the microphone and scold him for being crazy..." Morgan stopped suddenly after answering Elle's question, "And we haven't heard any of these possible situations."

"That accomplice named Rapheal is so flat it's like ignoring his companion." Hotch pressed play and listened again.

Jessie secretly thanked Elle for her keen insight, which made everyone avoid a lot of detours, and reminded, "Since there is no difference between the two people during the interlaced conversation, could it be the different transformation of the two personalities? The murderer has only What about alone?"

"It's possible." Reid nodded, "But we can only draw further conclusions after seeing the corpse."

Hotch nodded, and briefly began to assign tasks, "Elle, Emily, Jessie and others will go to check the corpse, JJ and Gracia will pay close attention to the media, and Reid, Morgan and I will go to the scene to investigate."

"It's all very long, deep wounds..." The forensic doctor showed the three of Jessie the mottled wounds on the corpse. "One from wrist to elbow; the other from crotch to upper thigh."

"Where the arteries are." Emily nodded and asked Jessie, "How much knowledge of anatomy does this require?"

"The most basic ones are fine, even butchers and hunters who know where the aorta is can do it."

"Butcher?" Elle stepped forward to take a closer look at the injuries of the two corpses. "The throats were cut open, and then the blood was let out. This injury is almost the same as that of an animal in a slaughterhouse."

"So the hunter or the butcher did it?"

"It seems that people who live in the country in Georgia meet this requirement." The medical examiner looked at Emily.

"Four and a half minutes." Morgan talked with the local police who arrived at the scene of the crime. "This reaction time is already very fast."

"But it's still higher than the average reaction time in New York, 4.3 minutes." Reid scratched his head.

"They're much more deployed in the urban area than they are here." Gracia's call came to Morgan's cell phone before the words finished, and the words were not as witty as they used to be. "Are you at the crime scene?"

Morgan turned on the speakerphone, "Yeah."

"Is there a settee in the room? There is a picture on the bedroom wall, and the wallpaper is blue..."

"Yeah..." Morgan wondered, "How do you know?"

"Someone uploaded this video on the Internet, and now the video of this murder is circulating on the Internet." Gracia turned her head away from the bloody scene, "You can see the whole room, from the perspective of the bedroom, to the small couch. "

Morgan put down the phone and looked around, trying to reconstruct what Gracia said in the video.

"it's here."

Morgan followed Reid's voice.

His eyes fell on the laptop on the bedside table.

Everyone returned to the police station and watched the video sent by Gracia in front of the computer belonging to the police station.

"The computer belonged to the victim." Hotch frowned. "So, how did the suspect record the video? They didn't have a video camera."

Elle looked at the flashing camera on the laptop, "Wi-Fi connection?" She motioned everyone to look at the flashing camera, "That camera is on now."

Everyone immediately dispersed from the computer, "Someone connected to this computer through a wireless network, and then sent a live signal to this computer." Reid reacted all of a sudden, staring at the computer vigilantly.

"I called Gracia and asked her to track down the source of the signal." JJ pulled out his phone.

"Look at the computer."

A group of people followed Emily's voice, and the computer that was normally displayed suddenly went black, and a line of words appeared on the screen:

Satan's army will fail.

"Remote control." Jessie looked at the computer that was automatically shutting down. "It's totally possible when someone calls to ask a technician to provide support, such as installing a program."

"The answer is correct." Gracia's voice came from the phone, "This guy installs a Trojan horse during remote control, so that he can observe the daily life of the victim. By the way, that murder video has become the most downloaded video on the entire network in the world. gone."

"Do netizens think this video is cool?" Elle asked.

"Yes, there is unconcealed fanaticism and excitement in their messages."

"Okay, contact us after you find out something." JJ hung up the phone and sighed, "Take murder as entertainment... Maybe they didn't even think it was true..."

"People on the Internet are used to this kind of video, maybe they think it's a marketing tool for a certain movie..." Emily rubbed her forehead, "There were three different voices in the video just now, they were three different voices of the suspect. Personality?"

"This possibility is not ruled out. The sub-personalities of multiple personalities are independent and separate from each other. When one personality appears, the other personalities will automatically exit." Reid talked eloquently, "At any time, there is a main personality. The superiority, which personality is to dominate, completely follows the principle of "which personality is most suitable for the environment and needs at that time, and which personality is activated and emerges"."

"So. When one of his personalities starts to back down and calls the police for help, the other takes his place and starts killing?"

"Yes, like a chameleon." Reid nodded at Elle.

"But then he has to time the police when they arrive, that is to say..."

"He has to call the police once to test the police's reaction time." Jessie took Elle's words and continued.

"Look up the police cases in the past three months." Hotch signaled Reid and JJ to go to the file room, and when they saw the files full of several large boxes, they froze for a moment, "Jessie, you should go and search together too." .”

As soon as the words fell, the local police station walked up to Hotch, "AgentHotcher, the state police received another report."

"The second time in a short period of time." Elle stood up and was ready to go, "This time is too fast..."

"I found one..." JJ came out with the document, and saw Hotch writing on the whiteboard in front of the conference table, "Where are the others?"

"The murderer is at it again." Hotch looked downcastly, "They went to the scene to investigate." He looked up at the three of them, "What did they find?"

"Three months ago." JJ opened the file, "A person called the police and claimed to have seen a thief near the victim's house."

"The witness was one person." Hotch nodded. "An address and a name?"

"Hanke, the registered address is about an hour away from here." JJ replied.

"Okay." Hotch nodded, "Go to the registered residence and ask."

"Is there such a possibility." Reid, who was driving to the destination, suddenly remembered, "The place where the report was reported is near the victim's home... JJ, how long did it take the police to arrive at the place?"

"4 minutes and 40 seconds." JJ recalled.

"He couldn't describe the suspect's appearance, because the suspect didn't exist at all. He reported a false police report." Jessie said sitting in the back row. "He's testing time."

"Then he might be the criminal." JJ looked at the houses beside him.Wanted to report to Hotch, "Damn, no signal."

"We can handle it." Reid exhaled, stopped the car, and opened the door.

As it was getting late, the three of them tiptoed to the door. Jessie reached out and knocked on the slightly mottled door.

No one answered.

"Kick the door." JJ took a few steps back.

"How rude." Jessie took out a paper clip and deftly picked the lock.

The inside of the door was very messy, as soon as a few people entered, they saw computers full of screens.

"He is the murderer." Reid murmured, "He observes different victims, and when they make mistakes, Rapheal's personality will appear to punish these criminals."

"Hotch said that the state police received another report. If he has ended the killing, he will definitely come back and upload the video." Before Jessie finished speaking, she heard a movement outside the door.

Several people rushed to the door and met face to face with Rapheal who got out of the car dragging a woman.

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