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When Jack and Morgan Brody said goodbye, they happened to see Hotchner talking to Roy Coulson. The reporter and writer didn't know where he got the news and had just arrived at the scene.

Roy Coulson seemed to have made up his mind not to write about Shonus making a deal with the Boston Reaper in exchange for Hotchner's previous commitment.

"This guy is quite shrewd. Even if he adds this paragraph to the book after the case is solved, it won't be considered a breach of promise and he has gained your friendship."

Jack commented on the way back to the station.

Hotchner was open-minded, "This is his way of making a living. I don't mean to be harsh. When he donated his royalties to the families of the victims, he had already won my friendship."

Taking Finlay with them, everyone returned to the FBI office in Boston. It was not yet two o'clock in the morning. Jiejie brought two pots of espresso that tasted little different from the water used to wash rags. Everyone began to study the coffee on the bus window. That string of numbers.

"He has never used codes before. What does this string of numbers mean?" Rossi pointed to the car window photo taken by Red on the screen.

"1488 201 1439"

These three sets of numbers were written on the three car windows respectively. Jack frowned, feeling that they were familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen them.

Rhett had been thinking hard on the way back, but he still couldn't get in.

"It's not a code, it's not some formula, it makes no sense mathematically."

Hotchner, who had recovered his condition, already had a new idea, "I still remember George Foye said that the 'Reaper' likes to attack private cars, so he switched to traveling by bus, but this time the 'Reaper' also chose The bus started, why?”

As he spoke, he opened a bus route map and muttered to himself, "The bus that was attacked is line 7. Look here, this is the location of the George Foye apartment where Jack and I visited before. This bus happens to have one stop. Stop here."

"I remember." Jack took out his little notebook, where George Foye had written down a series of pseudonyms and apartment addresses he used.

"201 South Brooklyn Street, 1488 Edenhurst, and 1439 Yablov Street are all Foye's addresses."

"Let's split up!" Hotchner picked up the coat he had just placed on the chair and was about to go out.

"Wait a minute, haven't you noticed that we've been being led around by others?"

Jack put down his phone and suddenly said.

"What do you mean?" Everyone's eyes turned to Jack.

"This is the identification result just sent by CSI's forensic doctor Dr. Robbins. He determined that George Foye's stab wounds were most likely caused by self-inflicted wounds." Jack showed the email he had just received on his phone.

"What? How is this possible?" Everyone exclaimed, and Hotchner, who was about to go out, froze on the spot.

"Is he the 'Boston Death'? This seems to make sense. As the only survivor, almost all the information we have is provided by him." Rossi murmured to himself.

Emily looked like her world was shattered, "How did he do it? If the ambulance had arrived a little later, he would have been dead."

"No, he can do it." Rhett began to lower his head in thought when Jack said that Foye had self-harmed.

"He killed Amanda Lambert, drove an extra kilometer, called the police from a roadside phone box, drove back, and then inflicted those wounds on himself."

"What about the murder weapon? How did he dispose of the murder weapon?" Jiejie asked.

"The crime scene was on a mountain road. He could inflict unimportant wounds first, wait until he heard the sound of the ambulance, stab himself in the chest with a fatal knife, and then throw the murder weapon under the cliff outside the car window.

At that time, the police's attention was focused on the deceased and the car, and no one would even think of searching nearby. "Jack explained.

Cruel, cunning, well-planned and even daring to risk his own life, this opponent can be called the most powerful enemy since the establishment of the BAU team.

"Why did he do this?" Finlay couldn't figure it out. "The police couldn't find him at the time. Why did he risk death and disguise himself as a victim."

"To take the initiative." Hotchner walked back to his seat and sat back down.

"Because of the police call and the extent of his injuries, we would not suspect him at all, so the subsequent portrait of the suspect and the information he provided were all misleading to the police."

As he spoke, he picked up the information on the table and said, "Amanda Lambert was only 19 years old at the time and had just come to Boston from Michigan to attend college. Do you still remember the requirements in the 'Death' agreement?

It was definitely no coincidence that he was the one who asked Shounas to publish the statement in the Michigan Post. "

Jack continued, "Also, he said that Amanda was his true love, and he had planned to propose, but according to the information, Foye was a teaching assistant for one of Amanda's elective courses at the time, and he only took this course for four weeks.

Think about it, it couldn't have been love at first sight. Foye was 28 years old at the time and worked as a teaching assistant for freshman students. The purpose was to find opportunities to contact young girls. "

Rossi had already taken Jack's small notebook with one hand and picked up the phone with the other hand to call Garcia, "Garcia?"

"Here, what's the matter? I'm about to go back to sleep." Garcia's yawning response came from the phone.

"Sorry, uh, help look up these names from Boston's municipal records."

Rossi said, reading into the small notebook a series of pseudonyms that Foye wrote to Jack at that time, "Kevin Baskin, Miles Holden, William Parker, first check the information from the Ministry of Education. rise."

There was a crackling sound of typing on the other side of the phone, and after a while, Garcia's surprised voice came.

"Wow, did you find something? These names are in the Ministry of Education's files, and they are all substitute teachers, teaching computer science.

Oh, no, I have to correct it, William Parker was expelled for inappropriate words and behavior towards female students. "

"We were fooled around by this bitch." Rossi, who had always been gentle, was so angry that he cursed.

Finlay thought thoughtfully, "So he deliberately left his glasses at the scene of the previous crime to draw our attention back to him. What is the purpose? Is he repeating the same trick?"

"It's very possible." Hotchner's face was full of annoyance.

"I knew I must have missed something. The purpose of 'Death' in killing people was to obtain the pleasure of controlling power from the police. Except for those young girls, the death of other people could not bring him excitement at all."

Rossi continued, "So he saw you as the next Shaunas, but obviously you didn't follow his script, so he decided to go another way and create a massacre that we couldn't stop the media from reporting. Shows the incompetence of the police.

And he has already been planning it, whether it is the glasses or these numbers, the purpose is to lead us to him and witness him as a victim who fakes his own death and escapes again. "

Hotchner stood up again and ordered, "Jack, distribute the weapons. You and Jiejie will be in a group, Detective Finlay and I will be in a group, and the rest of the people will be in a group. We will go to his three addresses respectively. I hope it's not too late." .”

Jack nodded, and everyone went down to the garage to get equipment from the car. Finlay kept making phone calls to arrange for night patrol reinforcements.

"Remember to turn off the sirens before arriving at your destination and do not enter the house until reinforcements arrive."

Jack warned everyone while stuffing two spare ceramic plug-ins into the pockets of Finlay's soft body armor. He checked everyone's body armor again before waving them off.