Chapter 416: Hitchhiking vagrant

Organic compounds such as aromatic hydrocarbons can stimulate sensory cells and cause a certain kind of pleasure. For example, many people think they like the smell of gasoline because gasoline contains such ingredients.

So when it was difficult to obtain poisonous drugs, this kind of thing became a substitute. It was once popular in Wanwan, and then was introduced to Siris.

Later, in impoverished areas such as Southeast Asia and Latin America, such behavior became widespread, especially among children.

Because after smoking this type of volatile organic solvents called "VOS-volatile organic solvents", people will have a certain appetite and can resist hunger and cold.

This group of people is easy to identify because their mouths and noses will be covered with eczema due to long-term exposure to these fat-soluble volatiles.

"Long-term use of VOS can lead to psychological apathy, which may explain why the murderer's behavior is so cruel and violent."

"Where did the murderer enter the house?" Rossi asked.

"Here." Detective Daniels took two quick steps and opened a door leading to the semi-basement.

"This was their laundry room and there was an unlocked window."

Rossi pointed to the electric iron on the table, "Obviously the murder weapon was also found there."

"Excessive killing, full of violence, random selection of murder weapons, but also methodical. After the murder, he followed a set procedure, cleaned himself up, rummaged through his belongings, ate, and slept in bed. This was a calm madman."

"Can you explain why he left these clothes?" Detective Daniels took out another large evidence bag.

Rossi looked surprised, "His clothes? His own?"

"Yes." Detective Daniels squatted down in front of the human-shaped mark drawn on the carpet and explained, "The male deceased, the male head of the family, was found with this dress covering his body. On his chest, his pants were covering his legs.”

"This detail has not been recorded in previous cases. This is the first time we have heard of it." Jack opened the evidence bag, carefully inspected the dirty clothes, and found large mud spots on the trouser legs.

"Why should the body be covered?" Rossi thought thoughtfully. "The murderer changed into the owner's clean clothes, slept on their comfortable bed, and covered the male victim with his own dirty clothes."

"Some form of empathy?" Jack asked.

Rossi nodded, "If he wants to be recognized with the same status, everything this family has is what he doesn't have. He is dissatisfied with his living situation, but there is nothing he can do about it.

So his way of comforting himself is to destroy other people's lives and pretend to be in it. This explains why he still stays in the house for so long after killing people and taking money. He needs time to feel at home. "

Jack feels that the difficulty of this case does not lie in the psychological profile of the suspect. He even has a hunch that the police will soon be able to confirm the suspect's identity. The real difficulty of the case lies in how to find a wandering murderer as soon as possible.

Detective Daniels kept nodding his head, and then another question popped up.

"How did a homeless man, who lacked transportation, travel around central California to commit crimes so quickly? No matter how kind a driver is, he wouldn't give a ride to a smelly homeless man."

"Perhaps finding his movement pattern can guide us to find this guy. Jack, fill up your new car with gasoline. Let's take a stroll along Highway 99. Maybe we can expand our ideas." Rossi smiled.

“You are now located in the Central Basin, which has a hot and arid climate, but at the same time has excellent irrigation conditions brought by the melting snow of the surrounding snow mountains, making it the most important agricultural area in the entire California.

The citrus production here accounts for 70% of the entire federation, the wheat production accounts for 40%, and there are a large number of other fruits and vegetables. "

Little Encyclopedia Red talked endlessly on the phone, and Jack looked at the endless farmland and crisscrossing ditches in front of him and sighed in his heart, what is the chosen place? This is the chosen place.

<divclass="contentadv"> They drove along Highway 99 for most of the day, and Jack's eyes were opened. This place was different from the grassland scene he had seen in Texas.

This feeling of endless connected roads after artificial reclamation is even more shocking. It adds a sense of accomplishment after humans have conquered and transformed nature.

"Obviously, we have found the suspect's vehicle in California. He did commit crimes along Highway 99, but it was not because of this highway." Rossi said, looking at the railway line not far from the highway. .

"What do you mean?" Rhett on the phone was a little confused and raised his voice slightly.

"Train, freight train," Jack and Emily said in unison.

At the same time, a train dozens of knots long passed by, its wheels running over the overburdened rails, making a rumbling sound.

"I think we need to speed up. With the accident rate of federal freight trains derailing at least three times a day, I am very worried that the murderer will die in the derailment before we can find him."

Jack teased slightly maliciously.

Almost all freight railway lines in the United States are privately owned. Since the federal Congress introduced the Staggs Act in 1980 to deregulate the railway industry, the country's freight railway industry has basically entered an unregulated state.

Correspondingly, the passenger train industry, including subways, is monopolized by the state-owned Amtrak. Although the public security and sanitation conditions in subway stations are often criticized, the accident rate has remained low.

After resting for one night in a small agricultural town, the three set off again the next day. This time they went straight to the nearest freight station and contacted a person in charge.

A middle-aged Caucasian railroad policeman with Mediterranean hair and a big belly received three FBI agents.

"We suspect that the suspect travels around on freight trains. His target is homes not far from the railway tracks, which is basically within a half-day's walk."

After hearing Jack's explanation of his purpose, the bald man looked helpless.

"Bulls and bums don't usually meet, so I probably can't help you guys much."

Emily didn't understand and asked, "What are bulls and bums?"

The bald man shrugged and introduced the three of them while walking along the crooked railway track.

"They call us railroad patrolmen Bulls, and we call them Bos, which is short for Hobos."

"You mean you rarely see those homeless hitchhikers?" Rossi asked doubtfully.

The bald man shook his head with a smile and said hello to several railroad workers passing by who were almost all of color wearing orange safety uniforms.

"I've seen a lot of them, but I've barely interacted with them. To be honest, I'm just an armed scarecrow. Those things will disappear when they see me."

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