[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

A place that is considered quiet and peaceful.

Lance tilted his head as he got out of the car, his eyes wandering over the house in front of him.

"The local people have already confiscated this house, and it will be appraised and sold when the time comes." Alanna said with a hint of regret in her tone, "And the money will not be given to Abigail, and the compensation to the victim will be not enough."

Lance sneered, "I thought you would fight for her basic rights."

"All of this is based on her unconditional cooperation." Jack closed the car door and straightened his tie. "She didn't let us fight for her."

It's kind of heartless to say that.

"Besides, I also promised Will, so I don't think there is any benefit in leaving some obvious clues."

Lance raised his eyebrows noncommittally, "Will?"

"I thought you had forgotten about him." Alana smiled, "He was worried about Abigail."

"So he's in the same car with that little girl now?"

"No, and Hannibal."

……

Abigail was carefully escorted out of the car, and when she saw her home, the little girl's eyes turned red.

Hannibal and Will also got out of the car. Will's expression was as bad as ever, and Hannibal straightened his cuffs a little. He looked very gentlemanly in a formal suit.

"She has a lot of mood swings, Jack." Alanna frowned.

"I need the bodies of those girls." It was Jack's serious and cold answer that answered her.

There was a lot of movement here, and soon some neighbors gathered around and pointed around here. Abigail was obviously the person in the middle of the whirlpool.

Lance moved his index finger slightly, "Okay, let's go into the house first, and you can't see anything outside at this time."

The house has been cleaned up a bit. The place where Hobbs was killed was in the kitchen. Will has been in a low mood since he entered the house, and Jack obviously noticed it, so he asked Will to stay in the living room to rest.

Lance...

Lance couldn't move as soon as he entered the door, and his face was worse than Will's.

Who can tell him what's going on with this [Garrett Jacob Hobbs] message floating around the room.

On the blanket in the living room, on the lamp on the small table, on the wall, on the pillow of the sofa...

Will turned around and smiled wryly at Lance, "You don't have to stay with me."

"..." Lance suddenly took a deep breath, "Will."

"what?"

"Get off the sofa, stay away from the sofa, don't step on the blanket." Lance slowed down his voice, "I said we are very similar, I have a bad feeling."

Will was taken aback for a moment, then stood up obediently and took two steps to the side.

Lance took out white gloves from his pocket, approached the sofa expressionlessly, and picked up a pillow full of names. The soft touch and feel made his heart skip a beat, and he was only stunned for a second. After a while, he tore off the cloth cover of the pillow, and the contents inside were also presented to him.

Messy, messy, long hair.

Lance felt heavy in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Will asked.

"I found them, I should." Lance straightened up, holding the edge of the pillow tightly with his hands, "But I seem to be a little confused who is who."

He adjusted the angle to reveal the contents of the pillow.

Will's pupils shrank sharply.

"Jack! Jack!!"

Jack, who was still in the kitchen, turned his head and rushed out when he heard Will's voice. He was the most nervous person in the group about Will. Lance felt that his current state was a bit mysterious, and he could feel his heart The dance was very steady and powerful, the slightly trembling hands gradually stopped, and the mind could think very calmly.

He even caught his breath when Jack rushed out to see Will standing there intact.

I really ran over in one breath, and even forgot to breathe.

"Will?"

Lance took two steps with the pillow in his hand, "We need a colleague from the identification department." He reached out and grabbed a small bunch of hair as he said, "We seem to be in trouble."

The body was found, but it was scattered, and many parts were too fragmented to be pieced together, so the amount of work was huge.

Abigail sat in the car with hot coffee in her hand, her face livid.

Lance stood outside looking at the house. Judging from the current findings, Hobbs should have embedded the body as a repair material in the house. Now what they have to do is to determine whether Abigail was involved in the murder up.

"Is there a way?" Jack stood beside Lance, "Gordon said you can."

"..." Lance narrowed his eyes, "Yes, but..."

"No but." Jack rubbed the center of his brows, "Will feels guilty for Abigail, Hannibal is the one who saved her, Alana, you know she has... the only suitable person is you."

"She's going to break down." Lance pressed his head, "Gordon won't let me let a girl break down, no matter if she's guilty or not."

Abigail was taken back to the car before staying at her home for 15 minutes, and she was taken back to the nursing home after the on-site inspection time. Lance did not follow him back, he stood in front of the house and watched this room.

Will didn't go back either, he wanted to analyze Hobbs.

Hannibal leaned against the car with his arms folded gracefully but didn't speak, very quiet.

"What are you thinking about?"

Lance rubbed his chin twice with his white fingers, "Use everything, hunt and murder."

"She did."

"Well, not wasting is the respect for the prey. He is really a good hunter." Lang paused, "I rejected Jack."

Will pursed his lips, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and he looked distorted, "It's not suitable for me to intervene in this now."

"Sense versus emotion?" Lance joked. "So you want me to do it?"

"Because there is another murderer." Will interrupted him, "There is another imitator with a higher level, he is smart, he controls everything, he..."

"I know." Lance raised his hand, "I know, Will, but I still refuse."

"It's not like you."

"Have I changed?"

"..." Will opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. Although he and Lance were considered close friends, they even had secrets that they didn't want others to know, but he and Lance only knew each other after all. After a few days, Lance changed?

Or is it unchanged?

This was beyond what he could have known.

Lance is not going to get involved in the case anymore, the body has been found, and as for Abigail, he still insists that she participated in the abduction.

In addition, there is another thing happened.

Rhett disappeared.

The author has something to say: this Sunday computer exam...

When I got up, the exam had been going on for more than half an hour...

silently……

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Theory test tomorrow morning

silently

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