[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

With Garcia here, Juli also opened up the confidentiality authority for her. It is easy to find out whoever is, and quickly found out all the lives of the two. However, due to objective reasons, it is not like the current Internet life. Years are also captured in every detail, so many data from previous years are vague, which brings trouble to the investigation.

"Only some recent clues are clear, and nothing about bank payments can be seen." Garcia touched the soft ball on the pen cover, feeling a little frustrated, "Buy some expensive things, as long as you are rich anyway."

"Is there anything in common between Mr. Leslie and Mr. Nelson?" Morgan sat up a little closer to the phone.

They were communicating with Garcia over the phone.

"Yes, they also have members in that high-end hotel—San Jin Hotel." Garcia also came to the spirit when he said this, "The members of this hotel are not a secret, on the contrary, many people think they are members of this hotel Proud, I see a lot of successful people in their membership list."

"Then, now those successful people may be reluctant to go to the Sanjin Hotel for a long time." Emily smiled dryly, "Then except for the part of writing the check, is there a fixed cash withdrawal, that is, a fixed amount, a few The kind that doesn’t change for a month or a year or two, you know, didn’t the family members of the first victim use their lover as an excuse? If it’s really..."

"Oh oh oh, okay, let me see!" Garcia's keyboard clicked fast, and it took only a few seconds to get the message, "Yes, yes, there are two thousand dollars every week The fixed expenses, huh? These two lovers may not be the same... Oh, sorry, I shouldn't..."

"Garcia." Rossi interrupted Garcia, "Can you find out about this lover?"

"Um...it's hard." Garcia was frustrated, "The hotel registers the victim's name when opening a room, and the hotel's monitoring needs to be retrieved from the hotel. I don't know the specific information for the time being, but if it is really a lover If you do something like this, you should also notice the camera, and the possibility of being photographed is also very low."

"We still need to give it a try." Hu Qi closed the file in his hand, and quickly gave instructions, "Rossie, Morgan, you go to the hotel to talk to the manager, Elemi and I go to Mr. Leslie's house to ask about the situation, JJ you Call Anderson to come with you to Mr. Nelson's."

The team members over there were so busy that Morgan was driving at the bottom line of the city's speed limit. Rossi didn't say much, but silently tightened his seat belt.

After solving his personal problems in the hospital and lying back on the bed, Lance ushered in a visitor whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

When the lady with long blonde curly hair knocked on the door of the ward and walked into the room, Lance's fingers moved slightly.

"Oh, honey!" Lance's former boss in the FBI department, Anna Hall, put down the bouquet with a worried face, nodded to Reid, and bent down to give Lance a warm hug.

Lance quickly stopped, "My injury is on the head, don't touch me."

Anna stopped her movements, with a smile on her face, "I didn't expect you to have today, it really surprised me."

Lance curled his lips, looked at Reid, and introduced the two, "Spencer, this is my boss before joining BAU, Anna Hall, who was also a friend before. Anna, this is Spencer Rhett, my boyfriend."

"Hello." Anna turned around, nodded to Rhett, and did not intend to shake hands with him, "I know you, DR Rhett is not used to shaking hands, right~" After finishing speaking, she winked mischievously Eye.

Rhett touched his nose awkwardly, and replied, "Hello."

Dry.

Lance explained to Red, "I haven't had much contact with this person since I joined BAU, and she's busy herself."

Anna was helpless, "It's not that every time I send you a message, you just ignore it. After that, you simply disappeared for a while. Only recently did you know that you were on a mission. You can't be contacted without saying anything." You still blame me?"

Rhett coughed dryly, and then said to Lance, "You guys are chatting, I'll get some hot water."

Lance quickly raised his hand, "No, no, no." He looked at Anna with some dissatisfaction in his eyes, "If you want to see me, you have already seen it, and I will invite you to our house for dinner when I am discharged from the hospital , I'm very sensitive now, don't make jokes."

Anna shrugged and sat down beside the bed.

Lance tried his best to control his body and moved to the side. Seeing that the corners of Rhett's mouth twitched, he didn't go out and sat down opposite Lance.

Anna sighed for a long time, and as expected, Lance looked more vigilant, "I said I'm not interested in you, and the only reason I pay attention to you is because we came from an orphanage! You Can’t stop being narcissistic.”

Lance rolled his eyes inelegantly, "You know why."

Anna answered with a smile, "You are our hero." Her eyelashes trembled, "Without you, we would not be where we are today. I am very worried about you."

Lance rolled his eyes again, "I was saving myself at the time, who would want to stay in such a ghostly place." He paused, "My teammates suspect that I may be my enemy in this state..."

"Your enemy?" Anna sneered, "Do you still have enemies?"

"Kelvin." Lance turned his face sideways, "I've heard this name quite frequently recently."

Anna was taken aback, "It's been so many years." Looking at Lance's face, she suddenly reached out and pulled off the bandage on Lance's head, "Don't worry, no one will hate you, we all know the situation at that time. "

After she finished speaking, she ignored Lance, and just took out two glue pendants from her bag, "I saw them in the store, and they were pretty nice, so I'll bring them for you to see."

Lance looked over, and his pupils locked tightly for a moment.

Anna turned around to block Rhett's view, she leaned in front of Lance, smiling, "Look, how beautiful it is."

Lance opened his mouth, only to feel something stuck in his throat, he wanted to speak but couldn't say anything.

"It's just two pendants. What's your expression? Is it really ugly?" Anna tilted her head and looked at the two drop-shaped pendants. "Sometimes your aesthetics really can't keep up." She said After standing up, put the pendant back into the bag, turned to Rhett and said, "I'll come see him later."

Rhett stood up, "Okay."

Lance watched the blond woman fiddle with her beautiful long curly hair twice, then swayed on her high heels, opened the door and left.

Seeing Lance's pale face, Rhett was worried, "What's wrong with Noah?"

Lance took a deep breath, and showed a very ugly smile, "My head suddenly hurts, and I seem to have exposed myself in front of Anna just now."

Rhett quickly pressed the call bell.

Lance stared blankly at the ceiling of the hospital, feeling people coming and going, and slowly squeezed Rhett's hand tightly.

When Rossi and Morgan arrived at the San Gold Hotel, there were reporters outside. They drove directly to the parking lot, showed their IDs, and entered through the back door.

The hotel manager who got the news ran over wiping his sweat. It could be seen that the accidents of these days made the manager miserable, which was reflected in his very earnest attitude towards Rossi and Morgan.

When Rossi and Morgan proposed to watch the hotel's surveillance, the manager completely put aside the usual theory that customer privacy is paramount, and said that he had copied the surveillance backup and could take it away with them at any time. .

"To tell you the truth, the first incident was actually fine. When the second incident happened, we were also taken aback. Members have already voted and decided to sacrifice their privacy to help the police handle the case." The manager spoke again. Wiping off his sweat, "We hope to resolve this matter as soon as possible."

Rossi's eyebrows twitched slightly, "So, how much do you know about the lovers of the two victims, Mr. Leslie and Mr. Nelson?" He said as he took out the small notebook and pen in his suit pocket.

When it comes to the manager, he is in a dilemma, "This, it's really..."

"It's hard to say?" Morgan answered.

"It's not hard to say." The manager thought for a while and sighed, "Eh...lover who can come to our hotel, won't use his ID to open a room, and will go directly to the guest's room."

"Not registered?"

"When entering and leaving our hotel, except for the staff, there are clothing requirements. Generally, we will not easily stop guests who meet that requirement." The manager said cryptically, "Mr. Leslie's words are okay, Ms. The partner is blond, and Mr. Nelson has more." The manager paused, "And they also have members in other hotels."

This is great.

"Then have you ever noticed that Mr. Leslie and Mr. Nelson's female companions overlap?" Rossi asked without hesitation.

The manager was stunned for a while at the beginning, and then he showed a clear expression, and then he said no with certainty, "Probably not, although they sometimes come to the hotel on the same date, but most of them are It's different, Mr. Leslie doesn't shy away from it very much, and even brought his female companion to greet Mr. Nelson."

When the manager turned around to give them a spare time in the monitoring room, Morgan almost couldn't control his eyes. "It was said that he had a heart problem?"

Rossi's pen tip quickly slid on the small notebook, "This has nothing to do with the heart, it has something to do with face."

Morgan thought for a while, and felt that what Rossi said was really reasonable. After all, they are all men, and they can understand even a little bit of deviousness. I'll have a portrait expert come over later."

"En." Rossi put away the notebook, "This case involves a lot."

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