Chapter 337 Caught and brought to justice

Chapter 337 Caught and brought to justice

"Oh, three names, one address, they live together." Garcia cheered in surprise.

"Is there anyone else at this address?" Jack asked.

"No, it's just the three of them. Come on, knight, give them some color."

"As you command my lady."

After hanging up the phone, Jack looked at Boyt. Their work was done, and now it was the work of the Chicago police.

"Don't look at me like that. All the police in the city are busy dealing with the rioters, and I only have a few of my men available. Is there any of you willing to help?"

Seeing that the suspect had been identified, Boyette was in a good mood, and even made an invitation as a joke. With the few arrogant soldiers at his disposal, he could catch three identified suspects, so he really didn't need to bother the FBI for help.

He didn't know if it was because he was used to it, or because his smile was particularly "sincere" this time, but Jack always felt that this old face didn't look so attractive anymore.

"Just buy us another drink." Rossi glanced at Hotchner. It was rare for him to go over his shoulder and make a decision for him in front of outsiders.

This case made everyone very angry. The murderer's unscrupulous style and brutal crime methods were hidden in front of them.

The most embarrassing thing is that this result was not caused intentionally by the murderer, but happened to be hidden in everyone's blind spot.

If John hadn't just called Jack, maybe by tomorrow, there would be a few more victims nearby who were beaten beyond recognition.

So there was no way Hotchner could refuse Boyte's invitation. There was a reason why he didn't answer, just like the question he was asking Boyte at this time.

"How do you think people like them would react if they found themselves surrounded?"

This kind of analysis does not require any knowledge of criminal psychology or social psychology. Boyt has never seen any kind of criminal.

"Mostly they learned about themselves through the help of our police. They are not gang members. Going to jail is a painful thing for them. Even if the three of them are in a group, they are no match for the gangs in the prison."

"Especially in prisons for serious offenders, there are no weak people for them to vent to. On the contrary, they are likely to become the target of venting."

"So, I hesitated just now because I didn't want my team members and I to become tools for each other to commit suicide." Hotchner explained his thoughts frankly.

Jack, who was driving, secretly curled his lips. He really didn't mind. Of course, this was indeed very unpleasant.

"Do you want to live?" Boyt's face looked a little disgusting. He was not a leader who would make fun of his subordinates' lives.

Police units at all levels of the federal government empty their magazines at every turn, not because they are brutal, but to protect their own lives.

"No, as Shakespeare wrote in Act 2, Scene 6 of Romeo and Juliet, this cruel joy will end in cruelty."

Hotchner's sudden literary appearance made Jack clear his throat awkwardly. He didn't watch Shakespeare. Whether it was European and American opera or Siris's Peking Opera, he couldn't appreciate this kind of "elegant" art.

But he had actually heard this sentence before. In the American science fiction drama "Westworld", the farmer said this exact sentence to De Mei.

The FBI's Saber team stopped two blocks away from the suspect's home, where Boyette's team members were waiting in full force.

"Judge's emergency search warrant." Erin Lindsay handed a piece of paper to Boyett.

There were two more members of the intelligence team at the scene. One was a young man with a baby face and three-quarters of Jack's handsomeness, named Jay Halsted, who was a police detective.

There is also a big black man, who looks about the same height as Jack, but at least twice as big in cross-section. He is very strong, but his face is a bit silly. He is a patrolman named Kevin Atwater.

Everyone was wearing plain clothes, with bulletproof vests, bulletproof plates, and fully equipped long and short rifles. After a brief introduction, Jack opened the trunk of Saboban.

Everyone in the BAU was also dressed, but only Hotchner and Emily had their spears.

"Do I need to lend you two spare guns? We are facing extremely vicious people." Boyette glanced at the remaining "old and weak" FBI members with a slightly teasing look.

"No, in fact, usually I only need to do it alone, and they are responsible for using their brains." With that, Jack opened the gun box at the bottom, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, took out the Barrett MK22 sniper rifle. out.

After screwing on the silencer, the complete form of this violent heavy sniper was revealed to everyone.

"Can I touch it?" Jay Horsted, who was a soldier, subconsciously stretched out his hand, and then retracted it with a stern look on his face under Boyette's "glaring look".

Ten minutes later, a slightly dilapidated bungalow was surrounded by people, and a drone flew around in a circle.

"It looks like there are only three people inside, all standing against the window. What are they holding...crowbars and air nail guns?" Jay Halsted pointed at the screen and said.

One of the side windows had no curtains drawn and was clearly photographed by the drone.

Jack was a little frustrated and put away the Barrett MK22 that had been set up, and handed it to Jiejie beside him.

I thought I had a chance to let the new gun open, but now it seems that there is no chance, but fortunately, there is a chance to catch someone alive, which is not bad, at least I didn't let these beasts get their way.

The ensuing plot was lackluster. Several rounds of tear gas were thrown through the windows, and the three suspects were quickly driven out of the house. Members of the Intelligence Unit of the 21st Precinct of the Chicago Police Department and Jack swarmed over.

Beanbag bombs, stun guns, and rubber batons were used together, and the three of them were instantly reduced to a state where they could no longer take care of themselves. Jack was the most sinister, not only hitting his knee with the baton, but also trampling the arm of one of the guys who resisted the most fiercely. Three cuts.

The rest of the BAU team then entered the house and conducted a simple search, and found that basically even a confession could be dispensed with.

Because these guys used their mobile phones to film the entire process of committing the crime, and saved the video files in their computers, accompanied by intense heavy metal music for repeated enjoyment.

Unfortunately, Illinois, where Chicago is located, has long since abolished the death penalty, and this case has never been involved at the federal level. Life imprisonment with no parole is probably the final outcome for these three people.

But all this has nothing to do with Jack. The criminals involved in the cases that the BAU is responsible for are almost all heinous and heinous crimes. He can't kill them all on sight.

You have to respect the system and respect the reality. This country is just like this. How can someone like him change it? Besides, with Boyt's "supernatural powers", criminals who make him unhappy usually don't end well. .

Apart from anything else, if he uses his own methods to arrange a "comfortable" prison for these three people, there will definitely be no problem.

Let’s see if we can catch up on one more chapter