[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Booth found the fifth body, Brenna, Hodgins and Saroyan rushed over immediately, Reid borrowed a white coat to help clean the bones, and Isaac went to Angela to see if the victim's identity was confirmed.

"They sent three skulls, but only one was identified. The distress note was also found in that person's stomach. His name is a bit long. For convenience, let's call him Mr. K." Angela Call up a photo of Mr. K in traditional tribal attire. "To be precise, Brenna discovered K's identity, and I just confirmed it. As for the other two people, we didn't find their information in the database."

"What's in your database?" Isaac asked.

"In addition to the identity of the person who needs to be kept secret, as long as he has left a record in the electronic network, I can find him." Angela said very proudly.

"Yet you didn't find the identities of those two people, but that's another exclusion." Issac pointed out the fact that "our victims were high-risk individuals who had no criminal record and could not report their disappearance. .”

"Miss.Wick asked me to send over the freshly cleaned skulls for modeling." Reid walked in with the skulls on a tray, "Also, I suspect that the victims took drugs, and their bones don't look right."

"Dr. Reid, you don't really intend to stay and play with bones, do you?" Isaac asked seriously.

"I have to admit, it's very interesting." Reid replied seriously, "but I love my job more."

The newly discovered corpse was brought back quickly, with a lingering aftertaste that made people want to cut off their noses.In this case, the image of Dr. Brenna, who still had the courage to approach and smell, suddenly became taller. "I think I smell paint, Dr. Hodgins."

"OK, leave it to me." Hodgins started to get busy, and after he collected the samples, he pushed over an instrument.

"Laser cutter?" Reid recognized it instantly.

"It's more properly called a can opener now," Hodgins boasted. "This idea came from me, and I've opened one before. Oh, the great laboratory king!"

"Only one?" Reid was puzzled, "Aren't there four corpses?"

"You have to know that I'm not the only one here, and laser cutting is very interesting. There are always people using the workplace food chain to oppress me." After Hodgins finished speaking, he had already adjusted the instrument and held his breath. Split the outer plaster shell in two.When the plaster shell was removed, the corpse inside was not injured at all.

Isaac had to admit that Hodgins had a point in one of his words, which was really interesting.

"Can you make a small game at home?" Isaac asked Reid's opinion very seriously.

"It's a bit difficult, and it's unnecessary." Reid vetoed it calmly.

"Which one of us is the engineering graduate?" As a pure layman, Issac had no power to fight back.

Flesh to Saroyan, bones to Brenna, and everything else to Hodgins.The three of them performed their duties and began to get busy.

Hodgins pushed the plaster shells into his laboratory, where four of the same series had already been placed, as well as a complete plaster statue.When he came in, a test report had just been automatically printed out. Hodgins picked up the report and flipped through it, a smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but go out and share it with everyone.

"Hey, guys! Good news!" Hodgins shook the report in his hand. "According to the test results, this batch of stuffed statues and another real statue have the same plaster composition and should belong to the same batch. We just need to Find out the list of gypsum manufacturers and buyers, and you can follow the clues to catch the murderer!"

"Nice job! Dr. Hodgins," Booth admired. "So, which company made them?"

"I'll go back and check!" Hodgins ran back like a gust of wind.

"I have an easier method." Booth looked at Hodgins' back before he said slowly.

Booth's method is very simple. Since the park managers agreed to divide the park to hold exhibitions, they will of course know the identity of the person who organized the exhibition. It is obviously convenient and fast to directly ask the owner of the statue.This matter can be resolved with one phone call.

Isaac obviously thought of this too, and he knew a little more than Booth that the rest of the BAU either went to visit the park rangers or went straight to the students who were putting on the exhibition.He can ask his colleagues directly, eliminating the need for intermediate procedures.However--

"What? There's no one in school?" The answer wasn't what Isaac expected.

"That's right." Rossi's voice was also a little upset, "Miss Hart Hanson's information recorded on the application registration form left by the park management office is false, which has been confirmed by the school. Her identity as a student of the art college is fictitious. "

"Didn't the Park Service confirm it at first?" Isaac asked, biting his lower lip.

"Well, you have to know that it's an open park. As long as you don't fight and set fire to damage the environment, they don't really care about it." Rossi said, "Even if you don't have the status of a student at the art school, as long as you want to hold an exhibition in the park, As long as you are patient and follow the application process, you will rarely be rejected."

"But the lady whose real name is Hart Hanson still borrowed this identity." Issac said, "Why? Is it suspicious?"

"Don't think too complicated." Rossi leaned against the window, looking at the sky outside, "Student status has preferential treatment, at least the application process will be shortened a lot. She may be in a hurry."

"What's the hurry? Such poor craftsmanship, are you in a hurry to come out to make fun of me?" Issac couldn't help but sneered, "Even if the works of beginners are better than those few statues, the only statue with a little merit is..."

"Just what?" Rossi noticed Issac's pause and couldn't help asking, "What did you think of? Issac."

"She's probably really in a hurry, because if you delay any longer, these statues will end up in a garbage dump." Isaac figured out a problem, but more doubts floated in his mind, "Rossi, the murderer put the statues in public. What do you think is her purpose for exhibiting in this venue?"

"Performance? Not wanting to be unknown? Create panic?" Rossi guessed casually. "If her goal is fame, she must be particularly annoyed by the fact that the statue was discovered by the police early and lost the opportunity to attract public attention. If she wanted to create a panic, she would still be very annoyed now."

"Do you think she will break the news to the media?"

"Garcia has been following this type of news and so far, it's been quiet," Rossi said.

"Has anyone been released from the park?" Isaac remembered another thing, "The murderer likes to hang around the scene of the crime. Does this Miss Hart Hanson also have such a hobby?"

"Because something happened last night, the management staff of the park fenced off the area and sent patrols to patrol nearby. A few families who wanted to have a picnic found that the grass was occupied and asked a few words, but No attachments either." Rossi concluded, "In short, no suspicious personnel."

"What about the dignity of being a psychopath? She has the heart to let her fledgling works be so uninspiring?" Isaac simply hates iron and steel.

No one cares about the dignity of a perverted killer, but Issac has to swear to maintain his dignity.

Hodgins walked in and out of his lab, and every time he went in and out, he couldn't help but glance at Isaac, who was staring at the plaster shell.After passing by again, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hey, man, what are you looking at?" Hodgins follows Issac's gaze, but he's already finished sampling from those plaster casings and has no idea what's there to see at this point.

Because these shells once wrapped the corpse, the smell has not dissipated yet.The stench was not transmitted to every corner of the house, it all depends on the good ventilation inside.

"I'm looking at how these statues are made." Isaac's voice drifted.

"You also studied sculpture?" Hodgins looked at Isaac again, feeling that it didn't look like it.

"Oh, I can carve." Isaac replied.

"Playing with mud is not the same thing as playing with rocks." Hodgins' voice was proud. "There's a real artist at the Jefferson Institute, and I think you've seen her before."

"It's that Ms. Angela." Issac said the answer directly. Regarding the members of the Bones group, about their wealth and experience, Issac might be the one who knows the most comprehensively.

Just like now, the bearded man squatting next to him, completely disregarding his image, is a well-hidden trench.

But this shouldn't be a secret anymore, it's only serious that he will go bankrupt in the future.

"Well, well, it seems that you already know." Hodgins spread his hands, "Angela said, the existence of these sandwich statues is an insult to the art of statues, only the most clumsy beginners can do it so badly, Anyone who knows a little bit of art will not take a second look."

"There is only one standard of excellence, but there are always many kinds of bad." Issac sighed. "I have a guess, but it's a little scary."

"Tell me, horror stories are my favorite," Hodgins said.

"These statues don't seem to be completed by one person."