Chapter 1175 The Third Murder, Calling the Team

When a group of special police officers rushed into the unrecognizable corridor with shields, the culprit who killed 5 and injured 11 in this attack had no vital signs.

One pound of C4 is not very powerful. Only a small passage corridor on the second floor of the El Centro Central College Library was damaged, but the building structure was intact.

Considering that all the more than 50 students who were protected by two campus police officers in the main building were safe and sound, it can be considered a great blessing among misfortunes.

Just when the three FBI agents thought that this bad night was over and were about to say goodbye to Director David Brown, the fat old man who seemed to be in a good mood took the initiative to find them.

"Attorney General Jackson said there is an emergency and needs to contact you, Agent Tavole."

Because of concerns about bomb threats, DPD blocked all cell phone signals in this section of the block. It has not been restored yet, so the three people's cell phones have been out of contact.

But how did the other party find him at this time? Is it possible that the simple and rude DPD director went to confront him?

Jack was puzzled and took the walkie-talkie handed over by the other party.

The prosecutor obviously heard about the situation at the scene of the shooting, but he did not ask too much. Instead, he gave an address after a few polite words, hoping that the FBI could get there as soon as possible.

"What happened?" Aubrey drove their Saber class over. Jack helped Jiejie take off her bulletproof vest, opened the trunk and put all their equipment in.

"Go to the Bank of America Tower, there's another murder there."

"Ah, by the way, Jack." Director David Brown waved to the three FBI agents from a distance. "The mayor said that he hopes you can attend the press conference tomorrow. When everything is over, he will also give the three FBI the Dallas The key to the city.”

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The U.S. Bank Tower, also in downtown Dallas, is less than four blocks from the scene of the shooting.

The surrounding frame of this 72-story building is decorated with green light strips, which is quite eye-catching at night, and it somewhat complements the "Reunion Tower" in the distance.

When the three people arrived, the elevator room on the first floor of the building had been cordoned off, and a uniformed forensic team was busy inside.

From the moment the mobile signal was restored, Jack's cell phone kept vibrating. In addition to several missed call reminders from Attorney General Jackson, he later sent some related information.

"The deceased's name was Joseph Fielding, the CFO (chief financial officer) of Webster Industrial Group, and he was 53 years old."

Jack helped Jiejie pick up the yellow blockade tape and pointed at the middle-aged male security guard in uniform beside him, "Jiejie, go and question the witnesses. Aubrey, follow me to check the body."

Attorney General Jackson did not show up this time, apparently because the case was no longer viable. The two previous incidents both occurred in hotel suites, and due to the immediate intervention of the deceased's lawyer, the case was not even filed.

The current case has become a real crime scene, because no one would choose to tie himself naked to a chair when committing suicide, seal it with tape, move it into the elevator, and then appear on the first floor facing the lobby.

As the chief prosecutor of Texas, if Patrick Jackson appeared here for the first time, he would attract unnecessary attention from the media.

"Damn, this scene will give me nightmares for several nights in a row." This eye-catching scene made Aubrey's expression instantly distorted.

"We can't be the only two suffering." Jack smiled evilly, took out his cell phone, took a photo and sent it to Jubal, informing him to bring the other team members and come to Dallas as soon as possible.

The only clothes on the deceased's body were a pair of socks on his feet, his hands were tied behind his back to an office chair, tape was taped on his mouth, and two red X's were drawn on his eyelids with lipstick.

The murderer's intention was obvious. She wanted to make things bigger. It was obvious that she was not just satisfied with killing people, she also wanted to make it public and attract the attention of others.

At this time, time becomes a critical factor. The secret investigation of three people is obviously not enough to stop the murderer before he strikes next time, so Jack directly summons his own team.

"The cause of death can basically be confirmed to be poisoning, and the lipstick was applied after death. The murderer had no intention of concealing his identity, and even the body fluids on the thigh of the deceased were not wiped off."

Jack turned off the purple light and sighed. The troublesome thing about this kind of case is that the evidence is everywhere, but because the murderer has no criminal record, even if he has fingerprints and DNA, it will be useless.

The physical evidence from the previous crime scene had been sent to the CSI laboratory in New York, but no results were found in any database.

At this time, Jiejie ended her questioning of the security guard and came over to see the scene in front of her. She couldn't help but blush slightly and turned her head subconsciously.

"Security found the deceased's clothes in his office on the 52nd floor. It seemed that that was the first scene. After the murder, the murderer pushed him into the elevator. It seemed that he deliberately wanted others to find him."

The results of Jiejie's inquiry further supported Jack's guess.

"So do these two lipstick marks have any actual meaning?" Aubrey looked confused.

"Maybe it doesn't mean anything. It just wants to attract the attention of the police. I think the murderer may be very dissatisfied with the silence of the previous two cases."

Before Jack finished speaking, the three of them simultaneously noticed a short, fat bald man in a suit trying to break into the blockade. The key point was that the DPD officer who stopped him let him go.

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"Excuse me, which one is Jack Tavola?"

The short, fat bald man looked about the same age as the deceased, about fifty years old. His shirt and suit were quite high-end, and he had a very obvious lawyer's temperament. His eyes kept wandering between Jack and Aubrey.

It can be seen that he was in a hurry. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He didn't even have time to tie his tie. He was probably just called out of bed.

"I am Agent Tavola."

"Larry Barrett, the representative lawyer of Webster Industrial Group."

Jack politely shook the other party's hand that he took the initiative to extend. The greasy and slippery touch made him feel a little nauseous.

"Let me remind you, Mr. Barrett, this is a crime scene that is off-limits to outsiders."

They were still facing the elevator door, which was open, and the body of the deceased, Joseph Fielding, was still lying inside.

Larry Barrett followed the three people's line of sight and looked behind him. He then noticed the existence of the body and was shocked.

"Oh, damn, this unlucky guy, God bless him."

He made a cross on his chest and continued, "In fact, I just spoke to Attorney General Patrick Jackson on the phone, and he said you are a reasonable gentleman."