Police in Los Angeles

"Let's wait for the suspect to make the first move. Where are you putting your hand? Don't go too far," JJ pinched the soft flesh at his waist. 

Is this a universal skill that all women master regardless of being Eastern or Western? But could you at least leave a few pieces of clothing on? Only having a thigh holster left, with nothing else, under the blanket, feeling hot? 

Okay, it is quite hot. Jack only took off his shirt, not daring to leave his arms outside the blanket, having to be cautious not to alert the person watching them. This made him a bit dissatisfied, as the pleasant sensation was halved. 

An hour later, the room was filled with gentle snoring, and the two people under the blanket seemed to be asleep. After some time, the door was silently opened from the outside. 

A shadow holding a baseball bat slowly approached the bed, rustling around, searching for something. 

"What are you looking for? Need any help?" Jack suddenly sat up and spoke, startling the shadow, who reflexively swung the bat at his head. 

With a "smack," the thicker end of the bat was firmly caught in Jack's hand. With a twist and a pull, the whole bat was in his grasp. 

Terrified, the shadow turned to flee, but in the next second, Jack's bat swung with a whoosh and hit the lower back of the shadow, right at the coccyx. Rossi had only asked to leave him alive; being crippled still counted as alive. 

"Crack!" 

"Oww!" 

A clear sound of a bone breaking was followed by an inhuman scream. The shadow fell heavily onto the carpet, and a foul smell soon filled the entire room. 

"Fuck!" Jack felt like an idiot. Any romantic atmosphere was completely ruined. 

A few minutes later, the room was brightly lit. JJ had already dressed and stood by the door, covering her nose, half-opening the door to let in fresh air. Although it was a bit cold, it was better than being nauseated to death. 

Jack suppressed his nausea as he cuffed the continuously cursing suspect, letting him slump to the floor, and went to stand by the door himself. 

It was strange. He had seen many decomposed bodies before, and although he couldn't remain completely unaffected, he had never felt such intense disgust and rejection. 

Perhaps it was because those were victims, and this one here was the perpetrator. Even the most rational person is influenced by subjective feelings. 

In less than twenty minutes, amid the piercing sound of police sirens, Rossi and Reed arrived in a car, along with Chief Brunner and his officers. Some officers were also sent to recall Hotchner and the others. 

In the world's leading developed country, the infrastructure was terrible. Unlike the attitude in the USA where even Mount Everest would have cell signal, the telecommunications companies here had completely given up. This might be one of the reasons why serial murders were so frequent in this country. 

"Floyd Henson, a local from Sherwood, was arrested at 25 for illegal trespassing due to stealing women's underwear and attempted rape. He was released on bail a year ago." Reed confirmed the suspect's identity from the file he brought before he was taken to the ambulance. 

"You already found him?" JJ was a bit surprised and slightly frustrated. If they had found him earlier, perhaps she wouldn't have had to sacrifice so much. 

"Thank Garcia. She stayed up all night following the progress of evidence collection at the crime lab. While organizing the victims' belongings, she noticed something unusual," Reed said, pulling out a notebook. 

"All the female victims were not wearing underwear." 

"Huh?" Jack thought he heard wrong. JJ also leaned in closer. 

"We concluded that the killer took their underwear while placing them in the car and watched from the side." 

"When the accident happened, the violence of metal colliding with flesh was like the ultimate assault in his fantasy." Jack tried to get into the killer's mindset. Truly perverted. 

Rossi smiled in satisfaction. "So we deduced that this behavior wasn't formed overnight. From fantasy to action, it must have been a gradual process." 

"So you checked nearby underwear thieves?" Jack thought it couldn't be that simple. 

Reed shook his head. "Underwear fetishes usually begin in adolescence, often starting with peeping at neighbors." 

"But most people, due to moral constraints or fear of the law, would choose to buy a telescope and peep from home," Reed explained. 

Chief Brunner, who had been silently listening, couldn't help but interject. "Sorry, we don't discuss normal people here." Reed wasn't upset about being interrupted. Most of the time, he was a nice guy. 

"When peeping no longer satisfies them, they start stealing items that arouse their desires. If they succeed multiple times, they become more confident and then target women wearing those items." 

"That's when rape occurs. The constant is that they always keep the underwear as a memento or collection for reminiscing." 

Jack silently complained to himself. Corporal punishment might not be ideal, but sometimes a good beating might prevent the birth of a pervert. 

Both men and women have many absurd sexual fantasies during adolescence. 

But in most cases, regular classes, heavy academic loads, or a good beating from parents prevent these fantasies from becoming reality. 

Conversely, in a turbulent society with economic downturns, high divorce rates, and high unemployment rates, a lot of perverts and antisocial individuals emerge. This is true in any country or region. 

"So that's why you asked me to pull up sexual assault records in and around Sherwood? Because such a pervert is likely to have a criminal record." Chief Brunner finally understood. 

"Yes, Garcia meticulously organized those records, trying to find previous offenders matching these traits. Then she found an unusual case." Reed turned the page in his notebook. 

"Five months ago, a guy named Clint Barnes committed five rapes but only stole the underwear of the last victim. That victim's ordeal was very similar to the experiences of our four female victims." 

"That victim was not only brutally beaten but also the only one to die among the five rape cases." 

I had to change JJ to JJ because it kept getting censored. Please mentally fill in the gaps. 

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