The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 249 "The King" and His "Castle"

In less than half an hour, everyone from BAU arrived one after another. At this time, the ambulance had just taken away Angela Miller. Everyone was shocked when they saw Jie Jie with gauze on her face.

Emily, who is also a woman, knows how important appearance is to a woman. However, after she persuaded her for a long time, Jiejie still refused to go to the hospital first.

"I'm the only one who's ever seen the killer." That's her reasoning.

Jack didn't persuade him together, removing scars and so on was a small matter that could be easily solved for him.

"At least treat the wound first. Don't worry. I know the best plastic surgeon in Hollywood. I'll introduce you to him when I get back. Jiejie, you are the liaison officer representing our action team's external image."

Rossi also agrees to let Jiejie see a doctor first.

Hotchner hung up the phone, and said with a straight face: "This is an order. There is a good plastic surgery clinic in the city. The sheriff will send a police officer to take you there. There will also be a sketcher with you. It would take too much time."

Even Reid looked concerned, "We found some videotapes in Francis' previous residence, and we expect to find more clues here. No matter who his accomplices are, we will definitely catch him."

Seeing that everyone was so persistent, Jiejie reluctantly followed a police officer into the car.

The middle-aged Caucasian police officer wearing a cowboy hat that Jack saw at the entrance of the grocery store before was the sheriff of this place. He and everyone in the BAU arrived almost at the same time.

Seeing Jack, the sheriff took the initiative to shake hands with him, "I have sent someone to send Miller and his son to the hospital. Thank you and Detective Jean for your efforts to save this family."

Then he said to Hotchina, "I have informed that roadblocks have been set up within a 40-mile radius, but there are too many trails nearby, and locals can easily bypass them."

"Sheriff, we have to find a way to get into the house." Hotchina looked at the big log cabin on the farm.

"I have already urged you to go in after the EOD personnel have checked, but there should be no problem with the small houses around, you can search first."

It may be because the arrival of the FBI did play a role, and the sheriff's attitude seemed particularly cooperative.

"We need to find as much information as possible to facilitate psychological profiling." Hotchner took over the command quite naturally.

Everyone, including the sheriff, split up.

Jack and Rosie opened the door of the tool room together.

"Clean and organized with all the tools on the shelves and as clean as possible."

Rossi wiped it with her fingers on the dilapidated table, and there wasn't much dust on it.

"OCD or cleanliness?"

Jack noticed that an iron cabinet with a combination lock was half open. He stepped forward and opened it, and found that it was a typical gun cabinet.

The left side is divided into several layers, scattered with some gun maintenance tools, and several boxes of bullets of different calibers, all of which have been unpacked, and there are not many rounds left. The right side is the gun rack, but the top is empty.

"Ahhh." Rosie let out an exclamation of unknown meaning.

It didn't take long for everyone to meet again in front of the wooden house, and two explosion-proof experts dressed like astronauts were taking off their heavy equipment.

"The gun rack is empty, and the guy has all the guns," Rosie said loudly.

Jack showed the bullets found in the gun cabinet, "The 7.62X51mm NATO bullet should be the rifle that almost hit Jiejie. There are buckshot shells here. That guy still has at least one shotgun."

Hotchner inspected the damaged garage, "I found two pairs of men's shoes of different sizes."

"The person below reported no suspicious vehicles and I suspect he tapped the police radio."

The sheriff hung up the phone in his hand with a displeased expression on his face.

"We shifted the channel to the state geological survey band, no one is listening to that band."

"Hey, guys, come here." Emily, who had been wandering around in the flower garden, stopped everyone who was about to enter the wooden house to search.

"There were three more victims before Angela Miller, right?" Emily pointed to the rose bushes in the flowerbed.

"There are three roses of different heights and different growth conditions. This one is the newest, and it even has a label on it."

"Corresponding to the three victims?" Hotchina nodded.

Rhett squatted down next to a rose, observed it carefully, and pulled it out with his hand. A few gray-black beetles crawled out of the turned-up soil.

The faces of everyone present were very ugly, "The burial insect is the same as the one in the cemetery."

"Sheriff, I think we need some shovels." Hotchner's face became very gloomy.

When the sheriff ordered his men to start digging up the body, Garcia's phone call came in.

Before Rossi and Reed found some old home videotapes in the former residence of the murderer Francis, Garcia has cooperated with local technicians to sort them out, digitize them and send them over.

There are not many valuable contents in it, and Garcia thoughtfully noted them one by one according to their importance.

Rossi opened the first video file and played it for everyone to watch.

A shaking and blurred image appeared in the picture. Francis Goering was sitting on a large chair by the window, looking down at the camera, and speaking some words of unknown meaning.

"He shoots from a deliberately low angle to look like he's on top, and that chair is like his throne, which is interesting."

As soon as Rhett finished speaking, Emily shushed him, signaling him to be quiet.

"The existence of a country is inherently based on the inequality of people."

"Martin Luther said that the weak will eventually submit to the strong, just like me, he was a man with dreams and vision."

"In feudal times, the monarch lived on high, watching out for intruders. He had servants to serve his kingdom. The monarch didn't have to leave his castle. The servants would give him everything!"

Jack was confused. Martin Luther was the founder of Protestantism. This guy should be talking about Martin Luther, right?One of the founding fathers of the United States, who once contributed to the "Bill of Rights", which is the constitutional amendments from the first to the tenth.

These constitutional amendments contain provisions that some people tout, such as freedom of assembly, freedom to bear guns, double jeopardy, etc., but it doesn't match the stuff this guy is talking about.

"It should be Luther Martin, who supported slavery, believed that owning slaves was his right as an American, and who also opposed the supremacy of the Union over the states."

Dr. Reid, an encyclopedia of humanoid figures, saw Jack's doubts, and helped him in a low voice.

"How many videotapes like this have you found? Eleven? It's so pitiful for Garcia who sorts out the rubbish." Emily felt uncomfortable watching it.

Rosie followed her example and shushed her, causing Emily to roll her eyes.

In the video, Francis is still talking freely, with an excited expression and a passionate tone.

"First, I want to establish an organization, a kingdom."

"Secondly, I build up armed forces to defend this kingdom."

"Third, it is my right to serve me as a slave, and as a free American, I will make my kingdom a reality!"

Rossi opened the other video files one by one, and the content inside was similar, full of ravings from a mental patient.

Jack thought of the "emperors" who were wiped out by the police station after the founding of Seris in the previous life, and they seemed to have similarities with this Francis Goring.

"Let's go, let's see the castle of this 'king'."

Rossi sighed, closed the tablet, and led everyone into the wooden house.

(End of this chapter)