The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 259 Rossi's Demon

"It was the murder weapon we found, a long axe, but the blood was wiped off and Connie, the older daughter, told me it was bought by her dad a few months ago, just before Christmas, to chop down a Christmas tree. "

"It's something I think about now when it comes to Christmas, and I've never put up a Christmas tree myself again."

As Rossi narrated, his eye sockets gradually became moist, and everyone fell into silence.

After a while, Jiejie asked in a low voice, "It says that this family has three children, and none of them were harmed?"

Rosie shook her head, "He just killed his parents and left."

"The only fingerprint on the scene, I asked Garcia to ask Jefferson Lab to help with image enhancement, hoping to find a match."

Jack told his plan, but Rossi's words disappointed everyone.

"Over the years, I have asked countless fingerprint experts to analyze that precious fingerprint, but none of them found a match. There must be other places too. The open back door, the water glass left in the kitchen, but they were all wiped clean."

"It doesn't make sense." Rhett held the martini in his hand in a daze.

"He casually grabbed the tool at hand as the murder weapon, and let go of three witnesses, which shows that the murderer acted impromptu, but apart from a fingerprint, there was no evidence left behind. This is clearly premeditated."

Rossi downed half a glass of whiskey in one gulp, "I've thought about it countless times, and I've been thinking, if there is one more clue and other discoveries for us to investigate further, the answer must be right in front of us."

Emily coughed lightly, looked at Rossi seriously and said, "Have you ever thought that the murderer might be dead already."

"I have to make sure he's dead." Rosie turned her head to look at her, with water in her eyes.

"When we got to the scene, before the other units arrived, I heard children crying, even though I hadn't even stepped out of the car."

"It was a sunny morning, the windows on the second floor were open, and the voice was very clear. They were crying for their parents, three terrified children, looking at their murdered parents, and kept crying."

"Even though I'm used to seeing death and pain, that voice..."

Rossi choked up, and used the remaining whiskey in the glass to suppress the growing excitement, "It's been 20 years, but to this day, that voice has been echoing in my ears, crying, heart-piercing shouting."

"If I can't tell those three children with certainty that the murderer will never commit crimes again, the voice in my ears will never stop."

From his expression, everyone can see that this deep obsession has been imprinted in his heart and has become his lingering demon.

Is this why Rossi returned to the FBI after leaving for many years.

Jack rubbed his chin, lost in thought, "Is that house still there? And the police detective at that time"

He glanced at the file and found a name on it, "Detective Giles?"

"If we're going to reopen the investigation, there has to be something to focus on."

Rossi sighed deeply, "I got off the plane at noon today and went directly to the scene of the crime. I also made an appointment with the Indianapolis Police Department, but they told me that Captain Giles has been in the police station for a year. died before."

"Is it the house where the crime happened? We can take a look together." Reid asked.

"The owner of that house is me now." Seeing the surprised looks from everyone, Rossi continued to explain.

"Two years after the incident, I bought the house at an auction and the money went to the grandmother of three who was raising the children after it happened."

"But she also passed away a few years later, and the three children still live in their grandmother's house. As for that house, I paid a sum of money, and someone regularly goes to maintain it every year."

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay. In this way, there was no need to go to the scene of the crime. Rossi must have checked it countless times.

This is a dead end. After so many years, the evidence is a fingerprint that cannot be compared, and nothing else. How can people check it.

Jack understands why Rossi doesn't want them to intervene now. Before there are no new clues, this case is destined to be just a time-consuming and resource-intensive endless case.

"Could Garcia re-do a cross-comparison of the unsolved cases in Indiana and surrounding states a few years before and after the incident?"

Jack looked at the other three, and he couldn't think of any better way, so he could only try his luck in this way.

"Regardless of the outcome, I am very grateful for your presence."

After Rossi finished speaking, she stood up shaking, and walked towards the elevator with a slightly staggering footsteps.
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The next day, everyone who was still clueless proposed to meet the three surviving children. Although everyone didn't say anything, they all hoped to relieve Rossi's emotions.

Everyone can see that he has reached a critical point.

"I don't think it's a good idea. Judging from the information Garcia found, their eldest daughter Connie is a stripper, their second son George does odd jobs for a living, and their youngest daughter Alicia is a homeless person."

Early in the morning, since the four of them gathered in the dining room to enjoy a delicious breakfast in a five-star hotel, Reid was chattering about his objections.

"Obviously, although only the eldest daughter Connie, who was 10 years old at the time, may have PTSD, the second son, who is five years old, and the younger daughter, who is three years old, are more or less affected in the process of growing up."

"The psychological state between family members will affect each other, especially when they have to depend on each other, this effect is even more important"

"I know what you're worried about." Emily poked her fork into a large piece of maple syrup angrily.

"Do you think me, Jack, and even Jiejie don't know this?"

"Hey!" Jiejie showed a hurt expression. Although she is indeed the best at profiling among the crowd, she also has a bachelor's degree in psychology. Easy to crush.

Why put her last.

"Red, you are worrying too much. Rossi has experienced more crimes than all of us combined. His psychology is not so fragile. Now he is just caught in some kind of self-emotion."

Jack killed the Iberian ham sandwich on the dinner plate in twos and twos, took a sip of milk to calm down, and continued.

"It would be a good thing if they could reassure Rossi that he doesn't push himself too much, that he doesn't feel guilty."

"But if it's three bastards and they see Rossi and all they want to do is use his guilt to get some money, that's not a bad thing."

Rhett blinked in a daze, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.

"That way, at least they are moving forward, and the pressure on Rossi's heart will also be relieved."

(End of this chapter)