Chapter 683 CSI New York Laboratory’s request for help

Chapter 683 CSI New York Laboratory’s request for help

It would take at least half a year to form a new action team, and the BAU also needed to find a new person to fill the position, so Jiejie didn't go to New York so quickly.

As soon as Jack returned to New York, he called Jason Hayes of SEAL Team B to see if he could recruit one or two suitable retired special forces soldiers.

After all, hunting down wanted criminals is a very risky job, and one or two skilled fighters with certain combat effectiveness must be recruited. Moreover, the FBI has special care for the recruitment of veterans, so even if they are a little older, it will be fine.

Moreover, although many retired special forces will work as PMCs to make a lot of money, the risk factor is actually higher, and there is a risk of disability at every turn.

Although the treatment from the FBI is not good, after all, he is following Jack. Jason Hayes can safely introduce his friends and know that he will never be treated badly.

If he hadn't known about the other Jack, the big man Jack Reacher who was tired of living a regular life and just wanted to wander around, Jack would have been the first person to consider him, and Jie Jie would have been ranked one behind.

This guy's fighting ability is the only one Jack has seen so far. His attacks are extremely ruthless and brutal. Moreover, Reacher, who is a soldier, is also proficient in various weapons and equipment. Jack estimates that even Chris and him may not be his opponent with hard steel.

This guy is also good at "basic deduction", has very strong logical reasoning ability, and is a typical big guy with great wisdom. However, it's a pity that Jack knows that asking him to help him for a short time is okay, and it is okay to deal with one or two enemies with clear goals, but in the long term Recruitment is definitely out of the question.

However, what made him even more depressed was that there was nothing going on with the SEALs for the time being. Jason Hayes was about to go on a mission. The destination should be a small country in Africa. Fortunately, Jack had plenty of time now, so the two made an appointment. Please contact us after a month.

Of course, Dana Moger would not let him idle during this period. Before the promotion and transfer order were officially issued, work still had to be done. Not long after the Christmas and New Year holidays, from the CSI New York Laboratory A phone call summoned Jack.

"We may have encountered a serial killer, a mysterious female ghost killer. I heard that you are a consultant from the BAU, so I sent a request for assistance to the FBI." Mike Taylor looked tired and seemed to be tortured by this new case. light.

"Female serial killer?" Jack suddenly became interested. He has seen a lot of serial killers. Female serial killers are really rare. Could it be that a character like a female agent in a certain movie showed flaws in CSI's criminal investigation technology? ?

Mike Taylor smiled bitterly and began to introduce a recent case received by the CSI laboratory, a seemingly ordinary husband-murder case.

The Carters are a middle-aged couple who have been married for 8 years. They come from a middle-class family and live a happy life, at least in the eyes of outsiders.

Three days ago in the morning, Mrs. Carter walked into the New York Police Department and surrendered, saying that she had killed her husband with her own hands last night. The crime occurred at the couple's residence, a luxury apartment in an upscale Manhattan neighborhood.

The police were shocked when they arrived at the scene. The restaurant was in a mess. Dinner plates, wine glasses, various foods, red wine bottles, etc. were broken on the floor. Blood spread from the restaurant to the living room. A male body fell in front of the dining table. His chest was stabbed.

"Seventeen stabbings?" Jack couldn't help but gasped when he heard this. How much hatred was there. "So the murder weapon was a steak knife. So what was Mrs. Carter's motive?"

"She found a jewelry box in Kevin Carter's coat. Inside was a ring and a small card that was written on it for 'My Favorite Kevin.'"

Mike Taylor picked up the black coffee on the table and took a sip. He frowned in pain, paused and drank it all in one gulp as if taking medicine.

"Sounds like a woman who dares to love and hate." Jack shuddered subconsciously and put down the photo of the scene in his hand. This Kevin Carter does look a bit handsome, but he didn't expect to be a Aquaman. Bah, scumbag!

"So what's the problem?" He was a little confused. Could it be that Mrs. Carter, who sounded like a housewife, was discovered by CSI through DNA comparison that she was once a serial female killer? But since the other party has surrendered, why is he looking for him?

"The problem is that we found an unknown female DNA belonging to a third party at the scene, on the handle of the steak knife that was confirmed as the murder weapon and on the half of the bread that rolled out of the bread basket." Mike Taylor He said and took out a DNA report.

"Then this morning when our researcher was doing a DNA search, he made a small mistake. He made a double search request to both the national and local databases, which are typically searched every month or two. It will be synchronized once."

"Wow, and then you discovered that this unknown woman's DNA matched evidence from 21 recent cases in several surrounding states?" Jack quickly flipped through the report.

"Murder, burglary, robbery and homicide, all are serious crimes, involving a total of 3 states and 7 different jurisdictions including Connecticut, New Jersey, Uptown New York, Long Island City, etc. It sounds like you have encountered a female murderer. magic?"

"I currently only have access to information on two other cases, both of which occurred in New York." Mike Taylor took out two thick folders from the drawer and introduced them to Jack respectively.

"This was a home invasion and homicide case related to a drug dealer that occurred in the Bronx more than a week ago. The victim was shot with a 9 mm pistol. We found relevant DNA on the bullet casings left at the scene.

This was an assassination that occurred in a club in Queens in the early morning five days ago. The murder weapon was a dagger, but we found the DNA of the suspected murderer on the rim of a red wine glass left at the scene. "

"Uh" Jack also frowned like Mike Taylor, "The murder weapons are different, the fingerprints are different, and the motives are different. There is no other information correlation except DNA. It seems that your researcher's small mistake led to the capture of a big Fish, are you some kind of female professional killer?"

Mike Taylor pursed his lips and was very distressed, "The problem now is that we have only seen the vortex stirred up by this big fish, but the news is almost unstoppable, and some news media with keen sense of smell are already ready to make a move."

"So you don't want to ask the BAU for help, but you want to drag the FBI into the water to help you share the pressure, right?" Jack snorted and sneered.

"At least I don't think so. If I want to collect the remaining case information as soon as possible, the fastest way is to contact the FBI." Although Mike Taylor looked like I am an honest person and all this is business, the corner of his mouth That smile couldn't be concealed.

Everyone is so familiar with each other, and Jack is just making a joke. He has asked CSI for help more than once or twice before, and now it is appropriate to reciprocate.

"Send these lists directly to the FBI New York office, and someone will ask the relevant departments to retrieve these case files."

Jack rubbed his hands and looked very motivated, "Before we collect all those files, let's start with the latest husband-murder case. How is the progress so far?"

"Hammerbeck's forensic doctor should be performing an autopsy on the husband's body right now. It's on the first floor. I'm going to Director Regan's office for questioning. Do I need to bring anything with me?"

Mike Taylor handed Jack a high-authority internal pass, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and made a gesture of going out immediately.

Why did he feel like he was being paid for free? Jack rubbed his chin, "If possible, please ask him to send Detective Reagan as my partner. Also, isn't your forensic doctor Dr. Hawke?"

He was quite impressed by the gentle and handsome black forensic doctor.

"Sheldon Hawke has just passed the professional examination and is now our second-level researcher. In addition, he is the person who made a small mistake that led us to discover this mysterious female serial killer."

He obviously has a round face, and it stands to reason that he would look more honest when he smiles, but when Mike Taylor smiles, he always looks cunning.