Chapter 348: Ghost possession is a mental illness

"So. So, why did she do this?" TC Riordan's face was full of confusion, as if he was carefully recalling the few contacts he had with the psychic.

"Well, don't get me wrong, she's not really interested in you when she imitates your wife." Jack opened an encyclopedia entry on his phone and showed it to everyone.

"Have you ever heard of hysterical possession?"

Everyone looked confused.

"This is a hysterical mental disorder that is mostly related to superstition, religion or region. Patients generally have an ideological basis for believing in the existence of ghosts and gods, and have a personality that is receptive to suggestions."

"When the disease attacks, the patient claims to be God, a god, or the incarnation of the soul of a deceased person. He will speak in the tone and identity of these possessed persons, and his voice will become special.

The cause of the disease is usually strong mental stimulation or repeated psychological suggestions. "

"Therefore, mediums who often engage in self-suggestion and act as possessed souls are also a group prone to this disease. There are even some who have switched to this profession because they have experienced this disease. They usually call themselves sensitive constitutions."

Jack recalled a scene when he was talking to Karen, the psychic, when she directly thought of herself as Natalie during the conversation.

"You mean to say that her so-called spiritual summoning ritual, in which Natalie's soul possessed her, was actually a manifestation of her mental illness?"

TC Riordan was in disbelief.

"Didn't you already know that her performance was fake?" Jack looked at him with a smile, until a scornful expression appeared on his face, and everyone on the side couldn't help but look sideways.

“When Karen, the psychic, accuses you of cheating on her in Natalie’s words, you know the spiritualism is fake because you have never cheated on your wife.

The Natalie that psychic Karen imagined, or the ghost she was trying to imitate, was constructed from information she gathered from various media reports in San Francisco at the time.

I asked a friend to help me check the original news. After Natalie's death, all kinds of news were overwhelming. The reporters dug up a lot of gossip, and the interviewees ranged from Natalie's best friend to her elementary school classmates. "

There was an inexplicable look of disappointment or relief on TC Riordan's face, and he leaned completely on the back of the chair with some slump.

"Yes, she did scare me at first. She told many things about Natalie's past, but the last two times, I gradually realized that something was wrong, until last night. I was very angry at the time and asked her to leave directly. .”

Russell has it all figured out.

"So, because the psychic Karen thought she was the imaginary Natalie, and the problem is, Karen thought TC was having an affair with the nanny Shelby Burress, and she didn't know about the surrogacy.

Therefore, she naturally hated the woman who took TC away, and eventually killed her and took away her child.

The same goes for taking away the ring. What she wanted was not a ransom. The goal from beginning to end was the wedding ring that belonged to Natalie. Maybe that had a special meaning to her. "

"Isn't Hubble very dangerous?" TC Riordan stood up subconsciously and looked at everyone with pleading eyes.

"Please find him as soon as possible and don't let that crazy woman hurt him, please."

Old Detective James Burress called a police officer in, "You accompany Riordan home first, and arrange for a group of people to guard outside the villa to protect his safety."

After watching TC Riordan leave, everyone changed to a conference room. Russell took out a paper map and showed it to everyone.

"The metal particles in Karen's bed helped us locate the northeastern suburbs of Vegas, but it's a large area with too many abandoned buildings nearby.

The electricity hasn't come yet, and most of Detective Brace's men are busy maintaining law and order, so they can't spare too many manpower. We need to further narrow the scope. "

Before he finished speaking, Sarah Seidel walked in from the door, "Maybe I can provide some help."

"Nick and I examined the body of the man in the red hat. His name was Trevor Raymond. One of the fingerprints was a tent pattern, which was consistent with the fingerprints on Karen's headboard and bloody note.

So he was confirmed to be an associate of psychic Karen, a former magician. "

Jack lowered his head and flipped through his phone. It was really troublesome to have no battery. The screen of the phone was too small and it was very difficult to check the information.

"Found it. Karen was a magician's assistant when she was young, specializing in performing in various casinos."

Everyone was convinced that they were all right now, and Russell smacked his lips with regret.

"Unfortunately, due to the power outage, the FBI cannot access the local database. The address on Karen's information is still in San Francisco."

Sarah Seidel then pulled out an evidence bag and said, "Trevor Raymond had his driver's license with him and we went straight to his house and found this."

The evidence bag contained a wire transfer order showing an amount of $10,000.

"Pay attention to the signature," she reminded.

Jack pointed his flashlight at the signature of the wire transfer and murmured, "Natalie Riordan? This woman seems to have been possessed for a long time."

Almost at the same time, the lights suddenly turned on, and the computers in the police station also restarted.

Everyone was overjoyed. The call came in time. Russell shouted as he walked out, "Sarah, please notify Nick immediately. You and Detective Brace will go to the northeastern suburbs to meet up. I will go back to the laboratory to find out the specific address." Sent to you."

Jack followed quickly, not with Russell, but with Sarah Seidel.

That psychic Karen was a ruthless character who had already killed two people. The combat effectiveness of these CSIs was far from their analysis level in the laboratory, so he had better stay safe.

There was no conversation along the way. Jack and Sarah Seidel were completely unfamiliar and only discussed a few words about the case.

Halfway through, Russell sent the confirmed address.

The property under Karen's name had been sold a few years ago and she had no local address. However, she pretended to be Natalie Riordan and rented an old house in the northeastern suburbs for psychic work. room.

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"LAPD! Bah, FBI!" Jack yelled, holding up the Glock, and kicked open the dilapidated wooden door in front of him. He hadn't kicked the door for a long time, and when he got excited, he called out the wrong identity.

"Karen Chawla! Show up now."

"LVPD (Las Vegas Police)!" James Burress, the old detective behind him, rolled his eyes, raised his pistol, and led several police officers to search house to house.

"unmanned!"

"Safety!"

"No child found!" The police officers shouted, making everyone's hearts sink.

"There's something going on here, you'd better take a look." The old detective's voice came from the innermost room.