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Even Grace was stunned for a few seconds in the face of such a situation.

After all, everything happened too suddenly.

Kelly is clearly not a vigilant and sensitive person.

As a seal, it is very simple for Grace to follow such a person.

She was very concerned about where Kylie's necklace came from.Grace knew that Kelly wasn't the kind of person she would sit down with in a coffee shop and talk to.

——Besides, assuming that necklace was as weird as she thought, Kelly would never say anything to her.

Some unsuitable means of violence are inevitable.

And this method is really not suitable for carrying out on the street.

If there is an accident or if the police are attracted, it will really become a troublesome matter.

Grace followed Kelly for two blocks, and the blonde didn't even notice.

Suddenly, at the corner of the street, Grace noticed that Kelly had stopped in her tracks.

In order not to be discovered, she also stopped and mixed with the crowd to observe the other side.

Kelly was talking to a man—certainly not the dark-haired man from before, but from the outside, he was also a rich kid.

Kelly probably didn't know this man, the man had just approached him to strike up a conversation.

The two seemed to hit it off, chatting and walking together.

Kelly's attention was all on the man, and the possibility of discovering Grace was even smaller.

Grace was not too far away, and after walking for a few minutes, Kelly and the man turned into a path.

She quickened her pace and walked over. In the next second, a red car drove slowly out of the path.

The sunshade film was pasted on the glass of the car, the outside looked gray, and the situation inside the car was very unclear.

But Grace still relied on her excellent eyesight to see the unconscious blonde in the back seat.

Grace froze for a few seconds, her heart sank.

She immediately memorized the license plate number of the red car in her heart.

It is completely impossible to catch up on foot, and she is not Captain America.

So……

"Follow the red car ahead, but don't get too close, thank you."

She raised her hand to stop a taxi and gave the driver a lot of tips.

The driver was shocked immediately, and immediately drove to follow.

Grace sat in the back of the car and looked down thinking.

Kelly's blonde hair suddenly flashed in her mind just now.

Beautiful golden, slightly curly long hair that is as smooth as silk.

The blond hair overlapped the victims on the case board.

With the amputation of a blonde in this city, how likely is it that a blonde is suddenly kidnapped and taken away with nothing to do with it?

What's more, this is San Francisco, not Gotham.

The crime rate is not that high at all.

This is not what she wants to see.

Her problem has not been resolved, how can Kelly be killed.

Although, she probably can solve it by herself, but just to be on the safe side...

Without much hesitation, Grace took out her cell phone and called Morgan.

*****

Morgan was still a little overwhelmed when he received Grace's call.

Those who were interested in the case not long after the front foot had just left, suddenly encountered Unsub on the back foot.

What the hell is this mysterious probability?

However, Morgan didn't feel that Grace was fooling him in order to participate in the case.

Morgan quickly told Garcia the license plate information.

They quickly got the owner's name - Bill Joseph.

Both parents died and inherited a large amount of inheritance by accident. He used to be a surgeon, but resigned three years ago, and has never had any work records since then.

Before he resigned three years ago, he and his fiancée broke off their engagement.

His fiancée disappeared mysteriously. Although he was investigated by the police, he was finally released because there were no physical witnesses.

And his fiancée has beautiful blonde hair.

"OMG, this looks like our Unsub." Garcia said on the other end of the phone, with a little trepidation.

The fiancée who disappeared three years ago is probably in danger.

Such people have escaped the punishment of the law.

"Thanks, Babygirl," Morgan said, "we'll get him."

He hung up the phone.

*****

They ran out of luck at Bill's villa.

There is no one in the detached luxury seaside villa, Bill is not there, not even a servant.

The kitchen utensils are even a little dusty, as if the kitchen has not been used for a long time.

Except for the bedroom, basically all the rooms seem to have not been used for a long time.

The villa is filled with a deserted atmosphere.

Hodge put the gun back in the holster, bypassed the other police officers who were investigating, and walked to Morgan's side.

"This is just a place for him to sleep." He said in a deep voice.

The implication is that if he is really their Unsub, he must have a 'work' place.

"I asked Jiaxi..." Morgan said just as he took out his mobile phone, the phone rang.

Grace...?

Confused, he picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Morgan." Grace's voice over there was low.

Some bad premonitions arose in Morgan's heart.

"Sorry, I didn't tell you that I followed." Grace's voice sounded like she said with a smile, not apologetic at all.

Morgan was swayed by her secretly, and looked at Hodge beside him with a slightly embarrassed expression.

This is really difficult to explain to their serious boss.

"Where are you?" he asked.

*****

Grace hung up the phone.

She gave Morgan an address she had asked the driver before getting out of the car.

The road was okay at the beginning, but the road became more and more deviated later, and the driver seemed a little panicked.

There were fewer and fewer vehicles, and Grace didn't know whether the other party had the vigilance to pay attention to the vehicles behind.

To be on the safe side, Grace told the driver to distance herself.

Try to stay as far back as possible, but you can always follow the red car.

Finally, Grace saw the red car parked in front of an abandoned hospital.

The man got out of the car and opened the rear door.

She immediately asked the driver to turn into another trail and stop, preparing to walk across it on foot.

Although the driver got enough tips, he was still a little scared and reminded Grace not to do anything stupid.

Grace could only smile and comfort her, and watched the taxi leave.

When she walked up to the red car, there was no one in the car.

There is nothing wrong with entering an abandoned hospital.

Grace is out on a trip. Although she really wants to say that she wants to relax herself wholeheartedly, she still can't help but carry a weapon all the time.

Today she didn't go out with a gun, but she had a dagger tied around her calf.

However, Grace is not ready to use it for the time being.

If the suspect is accidentally killed, it will become a big problem.

Grace is alone in the hospital now, no, that may not be accurate - there are two other people, but they are not in her sight.

After hanging up Morgan's phone, the surrounding fell into a deathly silence.

This is a little different from her previous missions. When performing missions, they usually obtain more detailed drawings of the interior of the building to ensure that they don't fall into any low-level traps.

Now she doesn't know anything about this hospital.

However, on the other hand, the opponent is not a group of vicious terrorists or enemy soldiers.

From the perspective of the amputee victim, this is indeed a cruel and crazy person.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is enough to be an extremely dangerous person.

However, Grace has seen so many cruel and crazy people that there is no shortage of such a person.

Grace calmed her breath and integrated herself with the environment.

The hospital is not very big from the outside, but there are quite a lot of rooms, so it will be difficult to find them.

Grace carefully inspected several wards, but found no trace of Kelly and the serial killer.

She continued walking inside.

Grace heard something, she frowned slightly, and looked for the sound.

It's the operating room.

"Your hair is so beautiful." It was a man's voice.

There was also an inaudible sob from the woman, as if her mouth was blocked by something.

She stood at the door and listened carefully to the man's soliloquy for a while.

He seemed to be pouring out his feelings, and the crazy and paranoid words ran out of his mouth intermittently and chaotically.

The man has lost the thinking that a normal person should have, and has been reduced to a monster.

Grace lowered her eyes, thinking only for a moment.

She raised her hand and opened the door.

"Who?!" The man immediately raised the machete beside the operating table.

Without even giving the man a chance to react, Grace rushed over, raised her hand to grab the man's arm, and twisted it hard.

The man let out a scream, and Grace knew that his arm had been dislocated by herself.

The machete fell to the ground, and Grace kicked the machete away.

The man was more tolerant than Grace imagined. He had a ferocious face, and regardless of his already limp right arm, he picked up a scalpel and stabbed Grace non-stop.

After dodging a few times, Grace raised her foot and kicked the man in the stomach.

Under the strong momentum, the man flew out and fell straight on the glove boxes piled up next to him.

An unknown medicine bottle rolled out of the box and landed on him.

The man screamed again, and this time it wasn't because of Grace.

Those medicine bottles seemed to contain a corrosive liquid, and the man's clothes were immediately corroded and holes were formed, and the skin was also unscathed.

Grace walked over a few steps and dragged the man out of the medicine bottle.

It would be embarrassing to die here.

Unexpectedly, under such circumstances, the man actually grabbed a bottle of liquid and threw it towards Grace.

However, it was completely off the mark.

The medicine bottle fell to the ground, and the liquid flowed out, corroding the ground into a pit.

Grace squinted her eyes, let go of his clothes, and dropped him to the ground.

"Go ahead."

The seal bluntly beat him unconscious.

She looked around and didn't find any props that could be used for binding in the operating room.

But also, the victims were all amputated and needed some kind of bondage.

Besides, there are straps on the operating table for restraint.

Grace looked at Kelly on the operating table, and read panic from her eyes.

There is no peace of mind of being saved.

Grace smiled lightly, raised her hand and untied Kelly.

However, she seemed to be injected with drugs such as muscle relaxants, and she couldn't use her strength at all.

Grace helped her to sit aside, picked up the fallen serial killer, and tied her to the operating table.

Kelly sat limply against the wall, watching the brunette squat down in front of her.

"Kelly," Grace said with a curved mouth, her voice was very soft, "Before the FBI comes, I just want you to answer my question."

She raised her hand and gently picked up the necklace pendant hanging around Kelly's neck.

The golden disc was pinched at her fingertips, and she slowly rubbed the patterns on it.

"Where did you buy this?"

"...No, maybe I should ask, where did you get it?"

The author has something to say: Dangerous and slightly mad Grace√

BAU, who was swayed by Grace, rushed to the scene and found that everything was over (x