Chapter 341 Is the case solved?

The big head is named Nick Stokes, who is also Russell's subordinate. He has a square face and a strong body. At first impression, he looks more like a rugby player than a researcher doing research in a laboratory.

Several people followed him and hurried to the back garden of the villa. There was also a middle-aged female researcher waiting here. Jack also knew her, Sarah Seidel, a genius with ordinary appearance but extremely high IQ.

It may not be as good as Rhett's level of genius, but he is definitely one of the best among ordinary people.

At her feet was a roll of carpet that had just been opened, completely soaked in blood, revealing the body of a young woman originally wrapped inside.

"Is this the nanny Shelby Burress?" After another brief introduction, Jack said hello, put on his gloves, and inspected the body on the ground.

This is a young girl with astonishing beauty. She is in her mid-twenties at most. Not only does she have a supermodel figure that could be on the Victoria's Secret list, but her exquisite facial features are also impressive.

Looking at this face that was very similar to Gal Gadot, Jack couldn't help but wonder in his heart, is it necessary to do a job like a nanny with this figure and appearance? How much annual salary does this wealthy family need to hire a beauty of this level?

There was no need for a detailed autopsy. The fatal injuries were clear at a glance. There were two stab wounds deep into the internal organs on the chest and upper back. The murder weapon was probably a long antique dagger with a double-edged opening.

The reason why Jack was so sure was because the murder weapon was lying at the feet of the deceased, with a note on it, which read "Hubble is in my hand" in blood.

In addition, the nails on both hands of the corpse were clean, with no obvious skin debris left by scratching, and there were no particularly typical defensive wounds elsewhere, indicating that the attack on the deceased was very sudden, and it was possible that she lost her life with the first knife. Ability to resist.

But when Jack opened the lower lip of the deceased, he found a wound on the inside.

"Is this a mouth ulcer?"

"No, it should have been caused by someone covering her mouth hard and squeezing her lips and teeth." Sarah Seidel said at the side.

"This is consistent with the murderous posture of the murderer you previously speculated." Russell's words made several researchers look at Jack slightly.

"You will send the body to the laboratory immediately. While Dr. Robbins may not be able to do an in-depth autopsy, fingerprint and blood type testing should be able to verify some of our assumptions."

The Dr. Robbins mentioned by Russell should be the senior forensic scientist at the institute.

Seeing the body being carried onto the car on a stretcher, Russell waved to Jack, "Jack, will you go to the police station with me? The victim's father, TC Riordan, was invited to the police station by Detective Brice."

Jack thought for a while, working in BAU, on-site investigation is his job, but there are a lot of experts here, and they just did their best on their own, so he can only say that he did not show any cowardice.

But now that there is a power outage in the laboratory, the researchers are using all kinds of skills to test the evidence using the most primitive methods. Going there alone will not be of much help.

Even if it is compared to chemistry in middle and high school, I am far from a match for these researchers who have spent half their lives in the laboratory. There is no need to use my own interests to challenge other people's majors.

Only by following Russell to the police station to participate in interviews and interrogations can you make full use of your strengths, at least in terms of micro-expression analysis and behavioral analysis. Even if you lack experience and don't have friends around to help you, don't you have golden fingers to help make up for it?

"Of course, why not let me drive you." Jack took the initiative to invite you.

Russell happily got into the passenger seat of the Firebird and looked at the interior of the Firebird. When the engine started, the dull and powerful roar made him subconsciously check whether his seat belt was fastened.

"Did your FBI salary increase?"

"It's nothing. The annual salary of a trainee agent is not even as much as what you get in the LAPD. I'm just luckier. Well, I don't know how to describe it."

Knowing that he was talking about the expensive modification fee for this car, Jack briefly told about the plane crash he encountered. There was no need to talk about some things about the IRS, but the compensation from the airline was easier to explain.

The journey to the police station was not too far, and it took just half an hour for Jack to selectively narrate his desert island adventure. Russell opened his mouth after hearing this, and for a moment he didn't know how to evaluate his luck.

Arriving at the Las Vegas Police Station, the two met the pudgy old man again, Detective James Burress.

The latter angrily threw a thick pile of information on the table in front of the two of them.

"I feel like the whole thing is a scam. TC Riordan killed the poor nanny and the child was just collateral damage."

Russell quickly flipped through the information, handed it to Jack, then made a gesture to Inspector Brice, took the phone, found a conference room and walked in.

Jack quickly flipped through the information and had the same thought as the old detective. This father named TC Riordan was indeed very suspicious.

Not long after, Russell poked his head out of the conference room and waved to the two of them, "Let's summarize the existing information and context first, and then we can have a good talk with this rich man."

The three of them sat down in the conference room, and Russell listed the clues and information currently possessed by CSI one by one. Some of them were consistent with what Jack had seen and made, and some of them were unknown to him.

"Let's start with the crime scene. First of all, Jack's judgment is completely consistent with what we have done. There are at least two murderers. It is highly suspected that they are insiders. The modus operandi is very rough and they are not professionals."

"We then found bloody fingerprints on the headboard, suspected drug crystal residue near the bed and unidentified metal debris on the bed."

"Nick and Sarah carefully checked all entrances and exits of the villa, including the windows, and found no traces of damage, which further proves the possibility that the murderer was an insider.

They also found something suspicious in a room on the first floor. It was filled with candles and there were a few drops of blood on the table, as if some kind of secret ritual had been performed. "

"Finally, there is the body of the nanny we just discovered. We cannot do further autopsy due to the power outage, but the cause of death and the murder weapon can be determined for the time being. Of course, there is also a bloody note."

“The following is some information currently obtained by our researchers with simple tools.

Although DNA testing was not possible, researchers used laboratory tests to confirm the blood types of several people. The blood type on the band-aid used by the missing boy Hubble was O, which is consistent with his father's blood type, and the nanny's blood type was AB. "

"All the blood samples collected in the children's bedroom were type AB, and the drug crystals found beside the bed were confirmed to be chloramphenicol (an anesthetic used to relieve pain and also be used to treat depression), so the murderer's modus operandi was It has been fully revealed.”

Seeing that Detective Brace was a little dizzy, Jack organized his words and explained.

"The murderer entered the villa through normal means, or was in the villa himself, so he did not alert the security alarm device, and then quietly entered the children's bedroom, covered the mouth of the nanny who was beside the bed, and stabbed her to death.

The murderer then injected chloramine into Hubble while he was sleeping, quietly took away the bodies of the boy and the nanny, and finally abandoned the bodies in the back garden, leaving a bloody note. "

After speaking, he looked at Russell and said, "Let me guess, does this family happen to have chloramphenicol in their medicine cabinet?"