There are always bad people who want to harm the family [Comprehensive]

Man and jj came to Jasmine Walker's house, and it was her mother, Makayla Walker, who opened the door.

She persisted through various channels before, and it was this lady who finally contacted jj.

As soon as she saw the two of them, she felt sluggish, her eyes lit up, and her whole body instantly became a little more angry like a dead tree in spring. JJ wanted her to stop, but Mrs. Walker, who finally had some hope, was like a wild horse running wild, out of control at all.

JJ gave Man a look helplessly, and the two sat on the sofa, two cups of hot tea had just been served on the tea table in front of them.After a while, Makayla hurried back with her mobile phone and notebook.

"Jessie (nickname) sent me a message before he disappeared, saying that he would go out with his classmates for a few days." Makayla handed them the phone.

jj and man had read the content in the file beforehand, but they still took it and circulated it.

"You don't think Jasmine wrote this?" Man asked.

"Yes." Makayla fell into the memory, with a struggling and self-blame expression on her face, "I should have found out earlier that Jessie never called me 'Mommy' when she replied to the text message, and she would call me 'Mommy' at the end. Write your initial 'j'. But I had a big fight with Mason that day, and I couldn't care less about that."

"Makayla, you shouldn't take all the blame on yourself. I know, you really hope that Jasmin can come back, isn't this what we are trying to do now?" JJ stepped forward, half hugging her shoulders, to comfort.

In fact, they should all know that since the text message was not sent by Jasmin, it could only be the prisoner.As for Jesse, who fell into the hands of the prisoner, I'm afraid it was...

"Can you help me find Jesse?" Makayla looked up, pleading in her teary eyes.

"We will work hard." JJ smiled at her, and glanced at Man from the corner of the eye, "Can you show us Jasmine's room?"

"Of course." Makayla quickly wiped away her tears, and led them upstairs. "After Jessie disappeared, I haven't moved her room or her things. Please do as you please."

She opened the door, just took a look, and couldn't help wiping away tears and walked down.This also facilitates the work of man and jj, after all, while looking for clues, it is very difficult to find ways to appease people.

The two separated and went around the room respectively, looking for things they were interested in.

JJ stopped on the bookshelf, picked up a book, and opened it: "Shakespeare's sonnets, her taste is somewhat different from that of high school students today."

"But Jasmine Walker doesn't look like a misfit." From the moment man walked into the room, he felt that there were many popular elements here, such as posters, guitars, hanging decorations... This is in line with the standard of the room itself. The layout seemed a bit out of place.

To be honest, Jasmine is more like a rebellious adolescent girl. She pierced her ears several times and pierced her nose, but hid some dark photos and glitter under her pillow.

"The book should be bought by Mrs. Walker for her. She hopes to raise her daughter into a lady with good character and learning, but it seems that she not only can't handle her marriage well, but also doesn't understand her daughter's heart." man shrugged , it is easy to draw this conclusion.

"Hey, I think I know the reason." JJ opened the book to a certain page and showed it to Man.

Next to the beautifully printed cursive characters are a few jasmine flowers that have been flattened, but obviously due to insufficient drying measures, they are so black and yellow that only the outlines can be discerned.

"" means jasmine.Jasmine directly used this book that was not favored by her to hold the flower petal with the same name as her.She is really free and easy.

"Look." Man also found out.The title page of the book in his hand is filled with blue stars.This flower, which itself does not have much water, has not changed much except that the branches have become more fragile and flattened.

"Isn't this a common variety?" He pinched the flower out with his fingers and looked at it with interest.

"Of course." JJ held back his laugh, glanced at him, shrugged, "It's dyed, you can have any color you want, including pink."

"Let's go." He clamped the flowers back a little bored, "Let's go ask Mrs. Walker where she ordered these flowers from."

Before jj closed the book, he glanced at the verse next to the withered jasmine——

"selves for sake,

and drow;

Since both Mei and Fangfei abandoned themselves,

Watching others grow but oneself withering; (translated by Gu Zhengkun)”

What an amazing coincidence.She put the book back where it was, closed the door, and quickly followed the man.

********

On the other side, Keira Clark's house.There have been police officers waiting with Clark and his daughter to see if any kidnappers will call.

The earth still rotates according to its own laws, and life is still going on, but, without the hostess in the house, the father and daughter with red eyes occasionally get distracted.

H and Elle still walked around the room, and it can be seen that Mrs. Clark is a gentle and hardworking person-the room is very clean, very bright, and the colors are mainly warm tones, which is very cozy.But Kayla seems to be consciously avoiding the use of bright red, replacing it with orange and yellow.

They received a call from man, who told the two little friends that Mrs. Walker liked to order flowers from the flower shop to decorate her home for a while, and the missing Miss Jasmine seemed to like flowers too. She took the petals Clipped in the book to make a specimen.

"Hotch," Elle waved at him, beckoning him to come over, "There are only roses in the small garden of Clark's house."

Her nimble eyes swept to the few hydrangeas in the hall that were still blooming brilliantly, the meaning was self-evident.

H nodded, he walked towards Mr. Clark on the sofa, and asked, "Where did you buy the flowers?"

"What?" Mr. Clark froze for a moment, unable to turn his head around.He was still immersed in the grief of losing his wife, unable to extricate himself.

"Angela's Flower Shop." His daughter poked her head out from upstairs and said, "Mom told me that the flowers there are prettier than those in other places."

Elle and Hotch glanced at each other, before Mr. Clark asked, they walked out of the door quickly.

"It's not the same store. The Walker family bought it at Sunshine Flower Shop, while the Clark family bought it at Angela Flower Shop. Is it just a coincidence?" Elle frowned.

H obviously also had this question, but he contacted Garcia, hoping to get some data support.

"Hey, messengers of justice, the almighty Garcia is online at any time." Garcia, who was left alone in Quantico, kicked her little foot hard, changed the direction with the transfer, and continued, "The list has been sorted out, and anyone who can find the record A total of 22 people."

"Garcia, can you check their consumption records? Did they buy flowers before they disappeared?" Hotch asked.

"Of course, as long as they are not ghosts." Garcia quickly started typing on the keyboard, her eyes rolled to check the information she needed, and quickly, "Ding, I found it. In the two or three months before they disappeared, except for a few Penniless tramps have bought flowers several times."

"Which flower shops have you bought them from?" Hotch then asked.

"They basically spend at the same flower shop every time. These people add up to three in total, Sunshine Flower Shop, Angela Flower Shop and Lani Flower Shop. The addresses have been sent to your mobile phones."

Seriously, although flowers are not a necessity in life, they are by no means a special souvenir that you can only buy when you come to the festival.Therefore, it is not surprising that these people have purchase records.

However, there are not too few flower shops in several towns, and these people, no matter how far or near, all have a special liking for the flowers of these three shops, which is far beyond the scope of fate.

"Garcia checks their sources of goods and personnel to see if there are any connections and overlaps. At the same time, look at the distance between the 22 people, especially the places where the homeless men disappeared and the three flower shops. When it's done, send it to Reid, he knows what to do." Hotch waved to Elle, and drove to the car.

Lani Flower Shop is not far from Angela Flower Shop.

"We are closer to Angela Flower Shop, so go there first." He closed the car door and called the man, "You go to Sunshine Flower Shop to have a look, the address has been sent to you."

"Do you think there is something wrong with the flower shop?" Elle was a little uncertain.

"Don't believe that there will be too many coincidences. When this happens, it is usually artificially designed." Hotch expressed his opinion.

Elle put her hand on the car wall, looked out the window, and seemed to be thinking about something, "Do you think those flowers are a bit..." She didn't know how to say it, she always felt a little uncomfortable looking at it.Things that are too beautiful often lead people to extremes, either to be treasured or to be destroyed.

"Here we are, get out of the car." Hotch glanced at her and stepped on the brake.

The two tidied up their clothes, and put the gun where they could get it at any time, just in case.Looking at each other, h walked ahead, and elle was a little behind him.The two went to the flower shop together.

"Welcome, Angela Flower Shop." Ashley came out with a sweet smile, holding a bunch of tulips in her hand.After seeing the two of them, she froze for a moment, looking at the past with a little curiosity and caution.

"fbi." The two showed their ID photos.

Elle passed by them, her eyes rolled around, and she had already taken in the general layout of the store.She casually picked up the cut branches that Ashley was putting on the table and was about to make a flower basket, looked at them, and put them down again, paying attention to Ashley's expression from the corner of her eye.

"Are you alone in the store?" she asked.

"Yes, I usually take care of it by myself." Ashley still kept smiling, "Can I help? Sorry, you are not here to buy flowers, are you?"

"Why do you think we're not here to buy flowers?" Elle asked.She exchanged glances with Hotch and H nodded silently at her, while he himself stepped back slightly.

"This..." Ashley was stunned, but she quickly reacted and apologized again, "Sorry, I was a little nervous when I met the FBI for the first time. What kind of flowers do you guys need to buy? Do you like roses, or tulips? This has just been delivered, you can take a look."

"Where did you buy it from? These flowers look different from those in other stores." Elle casually picked among the roses, and occasionally picked them up to have a look, but they always looked like they lacked interest.

"Most of them are shipped from several southern states, such as Florida, and some are imported and distributed from Latin America. I can guarantee that they are the freshest and best." Ashley realized that Elle's Unmoved, she tries to maintain enthusiasm about her product and tries to sell it.

"Kayla Clark, do you know this person?" Hotch took out the photo, and there were several other people who also bought flowers here, and he showed them one by one.

"I have the impression that I basically have the impression of people who have bought flowers here. You know, in our business, we need contacts." Ashley nodded.

"They're all missing." H stared closely at Ashley's expression when he said this.

"Oh, my God." Ashley covered her mouth in surprise, and the tulips in her arms lost their support and fell to the ground all at once.

She immediately squatted down in a hurry, trying to rescue them, but the petals of the few branches closest to the ground split open, showing bruised wounds, which were irreversible scars.

When she stood up, he handed her a business card: "If you think of anything, please contact us."

Elle turned her head and glanced at her, then took a few quick steps to keep up with Hotch.

After they all left, Ashley threw aside the tulips she had just picked up, regardless of whether they landed on the table safely or not.

Hearing the sound of the car's engine starting, she quietly turned to behind a glass door of the greenhouse half covered by a wooden shelf.From this place, she could clearly see every move outside the alley—that is to say, from the moment Hotch and the others got out of the car, she had already roughly guessed their identities.

After making sure they were all gone, Ashley closed the flower shop's door and put up a "closed" sign.She found her small car, sat in it, and held the steering wheel tightly, her struggling face was reflected in the rearview mirror.

"John, he's my best friend, I have to stop him." She said silently.After a second of silence, the car rushed out quickly.