[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

The local police station rushed over immediately after receiving the report, and Sheriff Chris was also called up in the middle of the night, and the bau members also set off after receiving the notification.

Lance and Red were in Gordon's car together, and Lance's head almost nodded all the way.

After Al saw it, he couldn't help smiling, "I'm worried that Lance's head will fall off."

Reid pursed his lips, "According to the structure of human bones and muscles, it is impossible for his head to fall because of this, unless..."

"Hey, I don't want to hear someone seriously talking about how to kill me." Lance squinted his eyes, his expression was in a daze, "This way my neck will be cold."

"I'm sorry," Rhett replied.

"Come on, just kidding." Lance continued to nod, "You make me feel guilty for being so serious."

Rhett stopped talking, and Gordon looked in the rearview mirror and smiled.

The car stopped quickly, and Lance got out of the car suspiciously, but found that this was not a police station, but a high-end residential area, but now a bunch of policemen and police cars gathered, "Here?"

Gordon closed the car door, "I'm glad you didn't draw a gun on me for being driven to a strange place."

Lance knew that this person was joking, and he didn't care, "Could it be that I missed some important information when I was trying to catch up on sleep?"

"Yeah, this is the home of the new victim." Al answered.

Hu Qi came over, "The body was discovered by his son Jesse. The murderer put his father's body in a plastic bag and put it on Jesse's bed. Jesse got up in the middle of the night and was frightened."

"It seems that our criminals have changed the way of giving gifts." Gordon said and walked into the house.

"In this case, I will never want to receive any gifts in my life." Al shrugged, "Where's Morgan?"

"He and *went to the police station." Hu Qi replied, "The victim is the host Jason Lander, the hostess Belika is comforting their son Jesse, Al and Lance went to ask the wife and son, Gordon and Rhett inspect the house, and I'll check with the officer."

Lance turned his head and looked through the window to see the blond woman holding the baby and crying, "She is also blond."

Gordon followed Lance's gaze, "It's also a decent-looking family."

Al nodded towards Lance, and then the two walked forward. There were police officers guarding the door, and the two were able to enter after showing their IDs.

The house is very clean, just like the address shows, this is indeed a nice and decent family, it can be seen that the decoration in the house is the most popular nowadays.

Al blinked and then slowly walked in front of Belika. She was touching her son's head with a pale face, and her body was trembling faintly.

"Well, ma'am." Al's footsteps were very light, and his voice was also very soft, "I'm Agent Al Landenaway, and this is Agent Noah Lance, can you talk to me? "

Lance nodded towards Belica, then said softly, "Jesse is terrified."

Belika glanced at him, then hugged Jesse even tighter, "Sit down."

Al and Lance looked at each other and sat down.

Belika took a deep breath, "Listen, I told the police everything I know, my husband... I can't even do anything to help you."

Al hurriedly comforted, "Sorry, ma'am, but we still hope that you can carefully recall the details of your life, which may be the key to helping us catch the murderer."

Jesse was trembling in Belika's arms, the poor boy hadn't recovered from the great shock, Lance said softly, "Ma'am, maybe this request is too much, but Jesse..."

"No!" Belika screamed immediately, and the poor mother's beautiful blue eyes almost went round, "You can't! You can't force my son to recall such horrible things!"

Lang paused, "Actually, I want to say that it's safe now, madam, if you hold him all the time, he won't be able to breathe well."

Belika was stunned for a moment, then looked down at her son, the little boy's face was pale, she subconsciously relaxed her strength, and the boy's face immediately became better.

"I can probably understand your feelings." Lance shrugged. "I was not very decent when I was young. Relatives are so important, especially those connected with my blood."

"Oh!" Belika finally let go of Jesse, covered her mouth, tears could not stop falling, "I, I even, my God!"

She looked at Jesse again, but she didn't hug him anymore. Her rationality told her that she couldn't do this anymore, which would make the boy panic even more, but she still couldn't help it.

Lance beckoned to Jesse. The boy looked at his crying mother, but he still went to Lance, which was two steps away, which made Belika very nervous. She stopped crying and died. Watching Lance's every move.

"Listen boy," Lance said, "it's going to be alright."

Jesse looked at Lance, a little scared, "Mom said so too."

"But you're a smart boy, so you have a mind of your own, don't you?" Lance continued.

"Yes." Jesse nodded, "You are the fbi."

"I am." Lance held out his hand.

Jesse hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at his mother, and then sent his hand over, Lance hugged Jesse to his side, Jesse looked up at him, "I can recall what happened at that time everything."

"No, no! Jessie!" Belika's lips trembled. She didn't want Jessie to do that at all.

"No, boy." Lance shook his head. "I don't want to do that, not because I don't want to know, but if you force yourself to imagine now, you may make mistakes."

Jessie's eyes widened, "Will there be a mistake?"

"That's right." Lance nodded, "Maybe there will be something more, and there will be something less."

"Then what do you want to ask?" Jesse asked again.

"What is he doing?" Belika asked in a low voice.

Al also lowered his voice, "Let Jesse relax, he's too nervous."

"Oh, you're right." Belika grabbed the sofa tightly, "Look at him..."

"All I can do now is ask some daily questions, first let you calm down, don't deny it, no one will be calm after encountering this kind of thing."

Jesse looked down, "You too?"

"Yes." Lance nodded. "So, boy, do you like football?"

Jesse took a deep breath, "Yes, I like it very much, Jason will take me to play every Friday afternoon."

Belika still wanted to speak out, but Al held her hand. She looked at Al, and Al also looked at her, and then pointed to the kitchen.

Belica rolled her eyes, "Oh, Jesse, you talk to Detective Lance, I'll pour you some drinks."

Jessie looked back, "Okay Mommy."

Both Belika and Al entered the kitchen, and Al explained, "We now suspect that this was premeditated and planned."

Belika nodded, her eyes still looking at Jesse in the living room.

"In this way, we can infer that the suspect has actually observed your family for a long time, he knows your daily routine, and even knows that Jason will be on a business trip." Al said.

"It's terrible!" Belika almost screamed.

"So, we need to know something about your daily life, and Jesse also needs to divert her attention." Al comforted her, "Can you tell me about your usual Sunday arrangements now?"

Belika patted her chest and calmed down a bit, "Will it really help?"

"Ma'am, if you don't catch him."

"Okay, I know." Belika looked at Jesse who was whispering to Lance in the living room again, and took a deep breath, "Generally speaking, Jason and I will spend time with Jesse on Saturdays and weekends." West together, we are usually too busy."

Al nodded, "Then you have regular activities, or Mr. Rand's business trip is also a fixed time this time? I mean every month?"

Belika lowered her head with a flash of her gaze, "Oh, he's on a business trip every fourth week of every month, and I even had a fight with him this time because he didn't have time to pick up Jesse...I... "

"Did you quarrel?"

Belika touched the wedding ring on her left ring finger, "Yes."

"Because he didn't pick up Jesse?" Al turned sideways.

"That's right." Belika nodded. "He's always like this. Although he's very romantic and decent, he doesn't care much about Jesse."

Lance took a sip of coffee and leaned on the sofa. Speaking of which, Rand's house was not only well decorated, but also well furnished. Al was sitting next to him. Belika and Jesse were persuaded to rest. Evidence collection is still going on.

Rhett and Gordon had also gone through the house.

"How does it feel?" Gordon asked.

Lance's eyes were still on the surrounding decorations. The intimate photos of the family were placed in various prominent positions in the living room. The family in the photos was harmonious and beautiful, and Jesse's smile was also extremely energetic, and he was the same as the one he had just met. It didn't look the same at all.

"My heart is broken." Lance replied to Gordon distractedly. "It looked like a very nice home."

Rhett raised his eyebrows, "What did you find?"

Lance nodded, and suddenly frowned again, "However, Mr. and Mrs. Land's love for Jesse is real."

Gordon rubbed his eyes a little, looked around the hall again, and suddenly stared at Lance, "Where does your coffee come from?"

Lance blinked, and took out a few packets of instant coffee from his pocket, "I brought it with me, do you want a drink?"

"..."