CM The future I see without you

"Look here, the suspect entered from the backyard, passed the kitchen, and came to the living room." Emily stood in the center of the living room, turned on the TV with a green light, and said, "Ann should be watching a movie at the time, um, "A Separation", okay movie, but she was so engrossed in it that she didn't notice the people behind her."

"Her head wasn't hurt, she wasn't knocked out." Jacques struggled not to make a strong nasal sound, but seeing Emily's smile, forget it, he gave up.

"So, what is he doing?"

"A gun is enough." Jacques greeted Emily who was leaning back on the sofa, "Hey, Emily."

Emily turned around, and saw Jacques clasped his hands forward, as if holding a gun.

It was too dark, and she could not see the face of the person coming. The cold lights on the side of the road and the flickering fluorescent lights of the movie shone on the black gun barrel. She could only beg for mercy in panic: "Oh, Please, don't hurt me."

"Peng!" Jacques blew on the empty smoke on his index finger and said, "This can also explain why the victim has two kinds of wounds at the same time."

"He knocked her to the ground but Ann survived and she tried to crawl towards the door."

The dried blood reproduced the struggle and despair of the hostess yesterday.

"I also brought a knife." Jacques looked at the rocking chair in the living room, and said quietly, "I carefully avoided the vital points, cut open her veins one by one, and the blood gushed out as I imagined. After she didn't have the strength to call out, I..."

Emily followed Jacques' gaze and continued, "Find a best viewing position, pour yourself a cup of coffee, and enjoy my masterpiece."

Jacques shook his head and said, "No, it's not a masterpiece. It's a failure. She, she ended so fast, I'm mad that she wasted my coffee."

"Coffee?!" Emily seemed to remember something, picked up the white porcelain cup that still had coffee stains, sniffed it, and said, "Jacques, do you think a person who only has instant coffee at home will buy it for a movie?" The coffee beans come back and cook themselves."

"To me," Jacques said, shrugging, "they're all equally bad."

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"OK, the coffee test result you found at the scene is Sumatra Mandheling." Through the screen, Garcia looked at Jacques, who was still sipping cocoa, and said, "But I checked AnnCostar for the last three months. She has never purchased this kind of coffee beans. Oh my God, this coffee beans are really expensive! Such a small pot may cost me two months’ wages, right?”

"Sumatra mandheling is actually a kind of rare Arabian coffee beans in Indonesia. Most of the coffee beans sold on the market now come from the Lake Toba area. They are provided by suppliers cooperated by bon□□ita. The key is the local The supplier must be a certified member of the world's major specialty coffee associations." Reid glanced at Rossi while popularizing science, "I remember seeing one at Rossi's house before."

"Well, at least we now know that this coffee is very expensive," Hotch said. "Garcia, try to follow this line. We don't have much information right now."

"Okay, sir."

"Hotch, Reid and I checked the bodies of the first five victims at the medical examiner." Morgan frowned, like two caterpillars wriggling, "We found that the suspect's methods are constantly improving, No. 1 victim, his first shot hit the lung, causing a tension pneumothorax, hardly more than 3 minutes later, the victim died of suffocation and blood loss."

"But he still opened the vein on her thigh, but unfortunately, the blood coagulated." Reid arranged the photos on the table, pointed to one of them and said, "No.2 victim, the first shot was shot." In the stomach, the digestive juices flowed into the abdominal cavity, and under the severe pain and struggle, he could not bleed the victim alive, so he simply fired a second shot."

"But the next few shots went much smoother." Rossi picked up a photo thoughtfully, showing the woman's blond hair coagulated in black blood. He said, "The first shot hit the abdominal cavity, avoiding the Important organs, to reduce the flow of blood, although there is still some struggle, but it doesn't matter, everything is under control."

"At least he is a very good student, and his progress is very fast." Emily said, "He cut the large vein on Ann's thigh very accurately, at least he has a certain knowledge of anatomy. And he is very familiar with the structure of the house and the surrounding environment very familiar."

"And there is also a morbid obsession with this kind of coffee." Reid picked up the report of the physical evidence department and said, "He also brought his own coffee beans to make coffee with the coffee machine in the victim's home."

"It's like watching a performance in an opera house." Jacques rested his hands on his chin, laying tiredly on the table, and said seriously, "A chair, a cup of coffee, a bleeding woman struggling weakly, this is his Exclusive show."

Just as Rossi was about to say something, he saw JJ approaching the room quickly, turned on the TV in the corner seriously, and said, "Guys, the news has been known by the media, and now there are reporters outside."

The noisy sizzle flooded into Jacques' brain instantly as the TV screen turned on, joy and excitement slowly occupied all emotional reserves.

Jacques put down the cup in his hand, stood up slowly while leaning on the edge of the table, and said to everyone with hesitation, "I think we have to hurry up, I think..."

"What do you think?" Rossi worriedly handed over a tissue and asked slowly.

"The suspect." Jacques didn't take the tissue, and with his fair fingers, he ran across the pictures of frightened eyes on the table, and said with a smile, "Just tonight, maybe it's his farewell performance."