[Variety Drama] Serious Nonsense

The pie is gone.

There was a crack in the rear window, and half the cat food was almost damp, but Pie never came back, and it had been a week.

Flora is very worried. Although Pai is a young tomcat who often misses the day, this is the first time we haven't seen each other in a week.

She didn't believe that this cat, who was used to eating royal cat food with canned cat food and occasionally dried fish, and whose mouth gave her a headache, would stay next door and eat the neighbor's leftovers.

Passing by the aisle yesterday, I heard Aunt Miley on the ground floor crying and complaining that the Chihuahua that she had raised for many years was taken away from the yard by someone.

Flora was a little impatient.

After she got home from work, she called the dog and cat treatment center and learned that no black cats around two years old had been taken in recently, so she went to the old Mike next door. As soon as he saw Flora, he began to complain about her cat. Last week, I ate the freshly cooked herring =. =

After eating something casual for dinner, Flora took a flashlight and went out to find the troublesome cat.

She went to the nearest feral cat distribution center first, and she still remembered the last time she saw Pai sitting gracefully on the litter box, surrounded by cats - he got along here like a duck to water, and when she got home, she brushed him off with a brush. It was scrubbed and washed again.

It was surprisingly quiet here tonight, the only wild cat hid in the bushes when it saw someone coming.She approached and found that there was a lot of cat food left in the bowl used by the well-meaning people on the ground-not only pie, but more than half of the wild cats here were missing.

Flora began to suspect that someone was catching cats and dogs recently. Although the purpose was unknown, it was an indisputable fact that a large number of cats had disappeared.

To be honest, this cat is difficult to raise, picky eater, occupying the keyboard, scratching the sofa cover, and occasionally (often) despising her... But it is also a good cat that has saved its owner by wit, and it is not so easy to be caught by strangers.

She called out Pai's name along the sidewalk, and after walking two blocks, she saw a house in front of her surrounded by police cars and yellow lines.

How likely is it that a person will encounter crime scenes one after another in his life?The search engines can't retrieve all the keywords, and there are no similar "questions". The probability is obviously low, and Flora wants to cry.

She wanted to pass by naturally along this road, and continued to look for her pie, but stopped when she saw a person wearing an FBI vest walking around the scene.

"Lopez!"

——It can’t be such a coincidence, can it?

When she heard a familiar voice calling her name, this sentence popped up in her mind.

"Why are you here?" Rhett bent over and crossed the isolation yellow line. After asking, he realized that he added, "Yes, your home is near here."

Flora shrugged her shoulders in acquiescence, and then said "Hi" out of habit.

After saying "Hi", Rhett's ears turned slightly red, and his hands were a little uncomfortable and didn't know where to put them.

"Many murderers will return to the scene after committing a crime to regain a sense of accomplishment and satisfy their vanity, allowing themselves to relive the excitement and pleasure of committing the crime, so it is not 100% safe here, and he may look for the next thing in the crowd. A goal... Well, do you understand what I mean?" Reid realized that his Copticism had started again, paused and returned to a more normal speaking speed, "I want to say, you should go home earlier."

Flora gradually realized that Rhett like this is really cute, she couldn't help but smiled silently, and then said helplessly: "My pie is missing, I'm looking for it?"

"group?"

When Flora saw the doctor's confused eyes, she knew that his thinking direction must have deviated from the ordinary word of name.

"The pie you made was stolen?" Rhett frowned incomprehensibly, and the tone of the ending was extremely high.

"No, pie is..."

"Could it be the ratio of the circumference of a circle to its diameter, that 3.1415926..."

"Red, it's not..." Flora interrupted him immediately, afraid that he would recite it until the next morning, "Pie is my black cat, do you remember? It was the last time you came to my house, um... The one that forced you behind the door." When she finished speaking the last sentence, she lowered her voice a little because she was concerned about the FBI and pedestrians passing by.

"Cat?" Reid repeated the word, subconsciously looking back at the house where the crime occurred.

Intuition told Flora Red must know something relevant information.

"You don't want to tell me that there is a black cat lying on the scene of the crime, do you?"

"It's not...it's in the victim's yard..." Reid stopped when he saw Flora's increasingly disturbed expression.

"I can, go in and have a look?" Flora has already guessed something.

"Miss, irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter." The police officer at the yellow line stopped her.

Just as Rhett was about to speak, Flora showed her employee ID.As a technician, theoretically, he is not qualified to attend the scene of the crime, but no one will seriously check the department you belong to on this occasion, so she took advantage of the loophole.

Morgan was obviously a little surprised when he saw Reid bring the girl into the cordon: "Red, you are not allowed to bring family members during the case, should you know?"

Of course Flora knew him, the handsome chocolate guy who kicked open the door of her house and tied up the pie.

"Nice to see you again," she replied ahead of Rhett, slowing down at the word "happy." "However, I am not a family member. But I may be related to the victim."

"You know Amy Chester?" Rhett turned to look at her in surprise.

"Did you forget? I might be the owner of a victim." Flora asked back.

Rhett reacted immediately, said "sorry" to Morgan and led Flora towards the backyard.

Morgan left with a confused face: "The owner?"

"This is the second case this month. Amy Chester, who was only 15 years old, was killed in the house when she was alone at home." Reid walked obliquely in front of Flora and began to briefly introduce the case, "No There were traces of sexual assault, but she was overly tortured, stabbed 13 times, part of the internal organs were ripped out, and the body was covered with a sheet... We found traces of long-term flipping in the backyard of her house, and found this.”

A large pit was opened in the garden, and a rotten smell emanated from the pit. Inside were several piles of bloody flesh and animal hair sticky with blood stains and mud.

"According to preliminary identification by professionals, these are..." Reid paused for a moment, then glanced at Flora's expression, "The corpses of cats and dogs have all been excessively mutilated."

When she saw the pile of carrion on the ground, Flora felt a chill in her heart, and in her mind, the scene of the squinting cat that looked down on her was thrown out of its stomach amidst the screams: the eyes gradually lost their brilliance and became shiny. Her hair was mingled together with blood stains, her tail could no longer swing left and right to rub against her calf, and finally her body gradually became cold, and she was buried in the soil like garbage, waiting for the microbes and ants to share their food.

Flora took a deep breath, suppressed the nausea in her heart, and asked word by word: "Who did it?"

"We are still investigating. I suspect that this is the same person who killed the girl in the house. Such people usually choose to put their emotions and targets on things that are easier to control, such as cats and dogs. And when their appetites cannot be met, they move on to larger creatures, large dogs, sheep or even...humans."

Rhett found Flora biting her lip, which was a sign of extreme uneasiness.

"Lopez, your cat...I mean Pai may not be here." He tried to comfort her, "This kind of murderer will easily choose someone who is easier to control, your cat is not so easy..." He remembered that day The cat licked its paws and growled softly, forcing him behind the door.

The animal carcasses were beyond recognition, but Flora was sure her pie wasn't among them.Her pies had only been missing for a week, and the least corrupted were motley cats and a miniature dog.But it is not ruled out that the murderer has other burial places.

He found that Flora was still looking at the pile of animal carcasses with downcast eyes thoughtfully, and decided to put it another way: "Did you know that sexually mature female mammals will begin to attract and accept the opposite sex in a certain season, while males of the same species Life will be attracted and accepted, which is colloquially known as a rut, and your pie is likely to..."

"I know, but Pie has been missing for a week." Flora forced a smile and added, "Thank you, Rhett."

Reid pursed a smile and shook his head: "I'm sorry I couldn't help you, I will conduct a geographical profile of this incident, and I will investigate his home after catching the murderer. It is very likely that some animals are still there. Not tortured and killed." For a psychopath who has already attacked humans, animals have long been unable to satisfy his desires, and the possibility of remaining living things is very slim.But the eyelids of the woman in front of him were trembling uneasily, and she was licking her lips uneasily. The sadness she showed made him feel sad too. He couldn't say these words, he could only try his best to comfort her.

Before leaving the scene with a simple farewell to Reid, Flora learned from him that the last crime scene was only a few kilometers away from here. It was also a girl of high school age. The murderer also buried dead cats and dogs in her garden. , according to Rhett's own analysis, this may be a hint.

The keywords given by the search engine for cats are: Felidae carnivorous mammals, the chewing surface of the molars has sharp protrusions, which are suitable for chewing meat.

Her willful refusal to give birth, and she is extremely aggressive towards strangers who are ambitious, it will definitely not be resolved by any pervert with a few casual actions.While there is still hope, Flora is not going to sit still, she will try to find pie in her own way.