MTL - Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 70 lake

  Chapter 70 Lake

  Among the melodious songs, a young newlyweds hugged and kissed each other in front of the priest. The relatives and friends of the newlyweds applauded warmly, and the church was full of happiness.

  In the corridor behind the church.

   "Excuse me, Mr. Agent."

  One of the managers of the church, an old priest with glasses and gray hair, frowned after listening to Roan's description, and thought for a long time, then shook his head and said:

   "I'm really sorry, but I really haven't seen the man you just mentioned, and I don't have any impression in my mind."

   Speaking of this, the old priest paused, tilted his head and pointed outside the church, and said to the passers-by who were eating dedicated food:

   "You can ask them, some of them often participate in giving, maybe you can get useful news from them."

   "Okay, thank you Father."

   "You're welcome, and God bless you."

  The old priest nodded with a smile, praised Luo An, then turned and left slowly.

  Turning around, he saw through the glass that the newcomers in the church were singing and dancing with their relatives and friends, and thinking of the victims already lying in the morgue, the corners of Roan's mouth slowly turned down.

   "We'll be together tomorrow night, that's it! Bye"

   Lacey and a young white woman dressed as a nun hugged each other, chatted for a long time, agreed to go out to play together tomorrow, and then returned to Roan, said calmly:

   "There is only one surveillance camera in the whole church, and it is still in the hall where the newlyweds hold their wedding ceremony. The surveillance scope is only in the hall. We cannot find the white male standing in the corner outside the church that Louise said through the surveillance."

  “.monitoring put aside in advance”

   After a moment of silence, Roan's expression was complicated, and his tone was even more complicated:

   "You don't let the nun go?"

   "What do you think?"

   Lacey glanced at Roan, and wiped off the faint lipstick marks on her face:

   "Hina is a volunteer who came to this church to help, not a nun. She wears a nun's clothes just to match the scene here."

   Speaking of this, the corners of Lacey's mouth turned up, her eyes sparkled, and she whispered to herself: "But nuns or something, I haven't really tried it."

  Roan: "."

   "Roan, I asked a few passers-by who often come here to eat food."

   Before Roan could speak, Ryder, who was fully armed, ignored the surprised eyes of others, walked up to Roan and said solemnly:

  “One of them, a waste picker, said that he saw two white men yesterday morning, took some food and stood in the corner eating and chatting.

  The image of one of the men is similar to the image of the man in Louise's mouth. "

"oh?"

  Looking away from the scum girl, Roan's eyes lit up after hearing what Ryder said, and immediately said:

   "You immediately take the scavengers and Louis back to the headquarters, and at the same time contact the portrait experts at the headquarters.

   Ask him to draw the white male that the scavenger and Louise described to see if it is the same person. "

"OK."

  Ryder nodded, turned around and went to make a call. At this moment, Roan's Nokia suddenly rang.

   "What's wrong, Mona?"

  Picking up the phone, Roan saw several young Caucasian women dressed as nuns cleaning the hall through the glass, the corners of their mouths raised slightly.

  Don't talk about Lacey, nun or something, he also.

   "I found an important clue, Roan!"

  Mona's voice on the other end of the phone was very dignified, and she immediately drew Roan's attention back:

  "Just five hours after Susan disappeared, a gray car drove out of a small forest area 2.7 miles northwest of Little St. Phil's Church, and there was a small lake in that forest area."

   "Shit!"

  Roan immediately put aside the messy thoughts in his head, hurriedly dragged Lacey back to the SUV, and rushed towards the forest area with the accelerator pedal.

  Ryder didn't get in the car because he was taking the scavengers and Lois back to FBI headquarters in New York for mock portraits.

  The pitch-black SUV was speeding through the busy streets like a sharp sword. Lacey, who was sitting in the co-pilot, swallowed and fastened her seat belt silently. Roan continued to ask on the phone:

   "Tell me about the surveillance process, Mona."

   "OK."

  Mona on the other end of the phone didn't talk nonsense, and said directly:

   "The place where Susan disappeared belongs to the old city, and there is no networked monitoring, so I followed your request and set my sights on the main road outside the old city, where there is complete monitoring.

  The time when Susan disappeared was after 9:30 in the evening, around 9:35. I left the old city from the place where Susan disappeared. I calculated the time when the car arrived at each intersection, and the error was within ten minutes.

   It turned out that there were too many gray cars, and it was impossible to find them. "

  Turning the steering wheel and stepping on the accelerator, the dark SUV easily passed the small Buick in front. Hearing what Mona said, Roan nodded.

  Nine o'clock in the evening is the beginning of the nightlife, and it is normal to have a lot of cars.

   "But it suddenly occurred to me that the murderer would throw the body in the lake after killing someone."

   Speaking of which, Mona on the other end of the phone smiled:

"Last time when you were looking for the murderer of the kidnapping case, the inertial thinking you mentioned reminded me. I wonder if the murderer this time will also have inertial thinking. After killing someone, he will throw the body into the lake, so I started to investigate nearby lakes.

   Sure enough, five hours after Susan disappeared, the scene of a gray car driving out of a small forest with a lake was clearly photographed by a small house on the edge of a forest area.

  This small house was built by an old white man who often came to this forest area to fish. He was afraid that the fishing things would be stolen, so he installed a network monitoring system outside the small house. "

  After listening to Mona's narration, Roan showed a strange expression.

   Sure enough, the fisherman can catch anything except fish.

"correct,"

  The steering wheel turned suddenly, and the pitch-black SUV drew a semicircle on the ground and quickly drove into another road. Lacey's face changed slightly, and Roan continued to ask:

   "Can you find out who the owner of that gray car is?"

   "Can't find it."

  Mona on the other end of the phone tapped the keyboard a few times, her face changed:

   "The gray car drove sideways on the surveillance camera, and I couldn't see the license plate. Moreover, the car disappeared after leaving the forest area, and no trace of it was found on any major traffic roads."

   "OK, thank you, Mona."

  Roan frowned slightly, but didn't say much. After hanging up the phone, he saw that there were not many cars on the road ahead, so he stepped on the accelerator again, and the speed of the SUV was a little faster.

   Lacey: "."

  Tapan forest area, a forest area that is not too big. There are no large human-inhabited communities nearby, only a small community of dozens of people.

  So, apart from the occasional DYDs who occasionally come to fish in the small lake on the west side of the forest area on weekends, the rest of the time, there are occasional young men and women who taste the forbidden fruit and come here to seek excitement.

  Riwen and Ken are such a pair of young people.

  (end of this chapter)