“Garcia,
Please play it again. "Reid rested his chin on his hand.
He squinted at the image on the screen.
"Here.
Pause. "
On the screen, it was Bruce breaking free from the shackles and getting off the bed.
He pointed a red blade at the doctor's neck. Garcia turned her head away, unable to bear to watch.
"There is an obvious retraction of force here.
Although the image is not very clear,
The amount of blood on the doctor's neck is not bad.
It is not fatal at all.
Bruce is not in the state I thought he would be in when he lost his mind and went on a killing spree. A blood bag has a capacity of 400ml.
There are three more bags in the small open freezer at the corner of the table. A person's blood volume is about 4000ml to 5000ml.
If the blood loss is more than 800ml, it is possible to go into shock. 1000ml is considered a large amount of blood loss. Bruce has lost 1600ml of blood. This is definitely not allowed by him.
Even criminals have the right to defend their personal safety.
Besides, Bruce has not been convicted yet. "Reid realized that he had gone a little off-topic and returned to what he wanted to say.
"Is there a casualty report?"
They realized what Reid was trying to say.
JJ stood up with her phone. "I'll ask." After a while, she walked in.
Her expression was a lot more relaxed.
"There is no specific report yet.
But we have done a rough count and there are no deaths. "
"Oh, that's great. I knew Bruce wouldn't …" Garcia heaved a sigh of relief. She saw Reid pointing at the screen and pressed play. "Now I can watch it like a movie."
Just as Reid gave the commands of "play", "pause", "rewind", "can you zoom in a little bit", and "can you zoom in a little bit", the video played again. After watching it, Reid frowned and leaned back in his chair, as if he had encountered a problem.
"What's wrong, Reid? Did you think of something?" Morgan, who was sitting next to Reid, patted him on the shoulder.
"I don't know how Bruce broke his handcuffs. Where did he get so much strength? Also, the weapon in his hand is made of condensed blood. How could it cut through steel? "
"Yeah, Bruce can't be that strong. The last time I took him shopping, he said he couldn't carry six bags and urged me to go back." Garcia was still a little dissatisfied when she said this. She didn't notice that Reid and Morgan had a subtle look on their faces. "Mutants are really amazing. I've been looking for information these days."
When Garcia said that he was looking for information, he was obviously not referring to the usual information. He was looking for confidential information in a database.
"A more scientific explanation is that mutants are caused by genetic mutations. However, they all mutate at the same place in the genetic sequence to produce this gene called the X gene. Moreover, for different individuals, the X gene gives them different abilities." Reid had obviously obtained Garcia's data sharing.
The team members didn't know much about Mutants. Even if they knew about the existence of this group, they didn't know the specifics. Some were completely clueless.
"What's even more amazing is that this mutated gene is a recessive gene. It can be passed down stably. When the gene is in a homozygous state, it will show on the phenotype. In other words, according to the natural state of inheritance, Mutants won't disappear from the human race.
“Reid。” Hotch stopped Reid from extending the biological field. "We need to speculate where Jones will go based on our understanding of him."
"Erm …" Reid blinked. He didn't want to find Bruce so soon. Thinking about Bruce's suffering made him burn with anger. Since they already knew that Bruce didn't intend to hurt anyone, there was no point in finding him so soon. Whether it was the aftermath of Bruce's arrest or Bruce's resistance to arrest, it would be very troublesome.
So, Reid changed the topic. "According to the situation in the video, I've speculated a little about Bruce's ability." "First of all, he has an extremely strong recovery ability. This ability can be controlled by him. After all, he was injured before, but I didn't notice any abnormalities. This means that he didn't want to expose himself. But a few days ago, when he was unconscious, the wounds on his body healed. This shouldn't be his intention. When he loses control of his will, his body will spontaneously protect him. It's not just humans, many creatures have this kind of protection mechanism …"
"Then why do you think Bruce broke free from the handcuffs and cut the iron bars?" Prentiss also joined the conversation. She was obviously worried about Bruce's situation.
"I have a guess. Bruce's strength isn't so great that he could break free from the handcuffs. Because even if Bruce's strength was great enough, the slender weapon in his hand would have broken when he cut the iron bars. Combined with the snowfall that froze people, I guess he probably has the ability to change the temperature of objects. Iron will become brittle around negative two hundred degrees Celsius. It will lose its toughness and become 'glassy.' "
"Wow, you mean Bruce lowered the temperature of those things below negative two hundred degrees Celsius? That's incredible. "Garcia was amazed.
"But if he has this kind of ability, why didn't he just freeze the people who stopped him or freeze the muzzles? Why did he use his own blood to condense weapons to attack at close range?" Morgan glanced at Hotch and Rossi, who were silent, and couldn't help but join the discussion about Bruce's ability.
"Maybe there's a distance limit?" Reid glanced at the big screen. The image on the screen stopped at the moment before Bruce left the prison. When he turned back to look at the camera, the background was a group of frozen SWAT officers. "No, these frozen people are much farther away from Bruce than the prison guards he met in the prison. He probably needs some kind of medium. This medium could be Bruce's blood or his snow?"
Reid sighed and said, "It's better to ask Bruce about this directly. What I said is just my guess."
After a moment of silence, Rossi said helplessly, "Can we get to the point now? Where do you think Bruce will go? "
"According to Bruce's current situation, the place he will go may not be a safe place. He will go to a place that is special to him." Prentiss clenched her hands on the table.
The current situation, of course, referred to the large number of people outside who wanted to capture Bruce. No matter what the outcome of this matter was, it would be difficult for Bruce to return to the life he had before.
For most people, at times like this, they would subconsciously return to a place that was special to them. Even they themselves might not realize that this was a kind of farewell to the past.
"The question is, where is this place?" Rossi looked at everyone. "Garcia, I think it's time for you to work."
"Well, I hate this feeling." Garcia returned to her laptop on the table. Usually, when she was hunting down suspects, her job was to dig up all kinds of information about the suspects and filter out the information that would be useful to them. However, when it came to Bruce …
"Bruce doesn't seem to have mentioned this kind of place. In fact, if you don't invite him out, he will basically stay at home." Reid shrugged to express her helplessness. "And the places we go to, such as the library, the signing event, the cinema, and so on, are obviously not suitable for him. The TV has broadcasted about his situation, and it's easy to recognize him."
Of course, the broadcasted content was extremely dangerous fugitives and so on, reminding the public to pay attention and to call the police or the case hotline if there was any news.
"He can't be at home, right?" Garcia complained. Suddenly, she exclaimed, "I checked Bruce's credit card payment record. More than an hour ago, he bought clothes and a phone at a shopping mall. Wait a minute." She quickly typed on the keyboard. After a while, she stopped and stared blankly at the computer screen. "Bruce's phone number is in service."
Garcia shifted her gaze to her team members. "Uh, maybe we can call Bruce to confirm his location." But I don't really want to make this call. "Garcia had no intention of taking out her phone to make the call.
"Emm …" Prentiss looked at Reid, who was the closest to Bruce. He noticed that Reid had his head lowered and seemed to be interested in his fingers.
"Garcia, get ready to track Jones' location." Hotch had already taken out his phone.
"Yes, sir." Garcia seemed to want to say something, but in the end, she just said, "I'm ready."
Hotch dialed the number.
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