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Lindsay Vonn's father, Keith Vonn, sounded completely different from the Owens when he spoke.

Everyone in the BAU could hear the anxiety and uneasiness in his tone, but he tried hard to maintain the speed and orderliness of his speech, and even kept the volume at a moderate level so that everyone around him could hear clearly. , without appearing too loud.

I just heard him continue, "I went into the cinema to look for them, but found nothing. The usher told me that they saw them leaving when the movie was halfway through."

"Where did they go?" Hotchner asked.

"He said they went out to smoke a cigarette." Keith Vaughan looked a little helpless.

"I didn't even know Katie smoked," Mrs. Owen sobbed in her husband's arms.

It was no surprise to everyone. For a rebellious teenager, secretly smoking cigarettes is not really a big deal. In his previous life, Jack got addicted to cigarettes alone when he was in college away from home.

"So they never returned to their seats?" Jiejie asked.

"No." Keith Vaughan shook his head, his expression gloomy.

"We've been waiting here all day, why aren't we allowed in?" Mr. Owen, who was holding his wife, looked at everyone.

Before the FBI present could answer, Keith Vaughan gave the answer for them, "Because they don't know who is inside, right?"

"Why, what did they do to her?" cried Mrs. Owen, the answer being obvious.

"You are the FBI, right? The one who calls the shots here is the FBI, right?" A slightly stout middle-aged man next to Keith Vaughn suddenly said.

Jack gave the official answer directly, "We are here to assist the police."

"Don't you think it's a little too late?" Keith Vaughn suddenly showed a completely different excitement than before. As soon as he said the words, he himself realized something was wrong. After speaking, he walked aside and took out a portable wallet. Pill bottle, took two tablets.

"My name is Pat Mannan." The middle-aged fat man took the initiative to introduce himself. "I am Keith's friend. Please don't mind his attitude. His wife passed away a few years ago, and Lindsay is everything to him now."

No one cares. We have all seen many family members of victims with bad attitudes. It is very rare for them to stay rational and communicate well.

Hannah came from the side at this time. As the first FBI agent to follow up on this case, she had been communicating with the Sheriff of the Southeast Division. "The Medical Examiner's Office will now remove the body for further autopsy."

Keith Vaughn suddenly took two steps forward and stood in front of Hotchner and Rossi. Apparently he believed that Hotchner, who was dressed in formal clothes and always had a serious face, and Rossi, the oldest person present, were the ones who had the final say here. people.

"Let me try, I can recognize it," he said with pleading in his voice.

"I can tell if that's Katie or Lindsay, I can."

"Come back to the police station with us first." Rossi comforted softly without responding directly.

The chance of the family members identifying the body with its complete body and head completely smashed was very small, and it was probably because the family members were over-stimulated and went into the first stage of psychological grief, denying the facts.

The most likely scene at that time will be for both parties to accuse each other or even break out into direct conflict, which will not be of any benefit to solving the case and further uncovering clues.

After all, one of the two girls has been killed, so the most important thing now is to find the other one who may still be alive.

By the time everyone arrived at the Southeast Branch, it was past 7 p.m., and Garcia had finished analyzing the audio file Jack sent her.

"The call time was 55 seconds, but the extracted voice only lasted 23 seconds, and then there was dead silence." Garcia played the voice with an ugly face.

There are two girls' voices in the call recording. One girl is screaming for help, begging the murderer to stop, and repeating the words "Dad, help me!"

Obviously, she was the girl who was being violated, the body that everyone saw in the drainage ditch.

The other girl's voice was relatively calm. She only said two sentences. One sentence was to tell the violated girl not to resist and not to further stimulate the murderer. The other sentence was particularly impressive, "Don't let them know you are afraid!"

"I think she was strangled to death after that. What should we do next?" After listening to the recording, Emily looked at everyone with an ugly face.

In fact, everyone had some guesses at this time. From the previous behavior of the parents on both sides, they could roughly guess whose daughter the victim was.

Of course, this is just speculation after all, and actual evidence is needed.

"What to do? There's nothing to do. Parents can recognize their daughter's voice." Rossi replied decisively.

Emily's eyes widened in surprise, as if she couldn't believe it was him who said these words. Maybe the emotionally fragile Rosie in the previous case left too deep an impression on her.

"Are you serious?"

"This is the quickest way at the moment, we need to identify the other girl as quickly as possible."

Although Rossi was sullen, he still insisted on his idea. It was obvious that women and men had different understandings of sensuality.

Emily persisted in her objection, and the girl's screams in the recording still seemed to have not dispersed in the room.

"There must be another way."

"I can try to speed up the DNA testing." Hannah seemed to be unable to bear it and whispered to the side.

But everyone present knew that even if the test could be urged to jump in line, in order to ensure accuracy, comparing genetic sequences would require a large number of repeated tests, and it would still take a lot of time.

And now even one hour is very precious to another girl who still has a chance of survival.

Jack didn't say anything, but just pushed the piece of evidence board he had just posted with Red in front of everyone.

Above are shocking photos of corpses. The dead girl's body was completely covered with numerous knife cuts and large bruises.

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"After discussions between my colleagues and I, we believe that it will be too late to save people by the time we get the identification results."

In the conference room of the Southeast Precinct Bureau, Hotchner, as usual, played the role of blackface and made this embarrassing suggestion.

"Of course, it's up to you. I hope this will buy us more time, for the sake of the girl who is still alive."

It was Keith Vaughn who still asked the key question, "What was said in the recording?"

"That was the voice of one of your two families before one of their daughters died." Hotchner told him frankly.

"My God." Mrs. Irving, who had been relying on her husband's support to stay standing, let out a cry.

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