Chapter 455 A strange case
Inside the Federal Police Station.
The serious crime squad is holding a meeting in the conference room.
Right in front of the conference room, the team leader was explaining the case to every police officer present through the computer.
At the end of the conference table sat a police officer who looked young, about twenty years old, with a square face, a crew cut, a broad nose, and an awe-inspiring look.
At this moment, a sharp light flashed in his dark eyes, and he was staring at the file bag in his hand.
His surname is Huang. He had previously caught the main culprit of a major P2P fraud, Hu Duojin, who had fled, and played a significant role in the case of Gao Tianlang in Haidupo.
After he took the initiative to apply and passed the assessment, he was transferred to the serious crime team.
This was the first case he encountered after being transferred to the serious crime squad.
The file bag contains the relevant information about this case.
Since four years ago, a similar case has occurred every two months.
It started in District 13, and then slowly spread to the surrounding areas. In the past few years, there have been more than 20 cases.
The team leader in front was still talking about the case.
"This case has been going on for too long. One person dies every two months. Such a terrible impact must be dealt with as soon as possible!"
"In this era, everyone is an information center, and news cannot be concealed."
"Now that his sphere of activity has further expanded, the outside world has begun to speculate. The pressure from above is truly immense!"
As he spoke, he gestured to the top of his head and said, "You guys should show some courage. I've already turned several hairs white out of worry."
A senior police officer looked worried upon hearing this. "It's incredible! Apart from the crime scene, we have almost no clues..."
The team leader said, "We've been given a death order from above. We must solve the case as soon as possible. We really can't wait any longer. Every day we wait puts innocent lives at risk!"
A police officer in his thirties was so worried that he was pulling his hair out and wailing anxiously, "Captain, it's not that we are not doing our best.
It's the 1157th year of the Star Calendar, and the criminal methods are becoming more and more high-tech. I really don't know how he did it.
The person next to him also had a depressed look on his face. "If robots weren't bound by the Three Laws, I would have suspected it was a robot. After all, once it self-destructs, there won't be any trace..."
"Stop talking about that. Wasn't there a robot attack last year that injured someone? Moci Technology even recalled an entire batch of its household robots because of it."
The team leader sighed deeply and waved his hand to stop them. "Stop talking nonsense. The robots have detailed data records. Haven't you already ruled it out?"
He took a deep breath. "This case has been going on for four years. The AI has recorded every trace of the deceased, but they just can't find the primary crime scene. This is simply a slap in our faces!"
He turned his head to look at the corner and pointed at a square-faced police officer wearing a hat: "Do you have any clues over there?"
The technical officer was a little embarrassed: "No. This murderer is very calm and has strong anti-detection capabilities..."
A police officer rubbed his brow and said, "It's April already. If one is found every two months, we should find another one this month."
"Why do you think he's so obsessed with the Central Star? Is he trying to make a show of force? Is he trying to provoke us?"
Another officer smacked his lips. "Exactly. He knows we're on full alert. The more he does, the easier it is to expose his true identity. Why doesn't he go to another planet?"
The team leader narrowed his eyes and said, "Perhaps he has a reason for being on the Central Star?"
"What could be the reason?"
"For example, his identity? Would being on a spaceship be recorded? Or would a familiar environment make it easier to strike? Or would the Central Planet be the only place he could achieve his goal?"
Officer Huang didn't say a word from beginning to end. He held the file tightly in his hand and looked down.
"I really don't know why the murderer killed so many men?"
"That's right! A murder of passion, a murder of homicide, a murder of passion... He doesn't look like any of them."
A police officer sighed and threw the file on the table. "I just want to know why they died so peacefully."
The technical officer blushed again: "The deceased's major arteries were cut in many places. All the blood in his body was drained, and he died from excessive blood loss."
"This isn't a short process. No drugs were found in their systems. I can't imagine why they could appear calm even though they were clearly feeling the pain."
This is so weird.
"There's still time..."
The square-faced officer tapped the file. "This time, once every two months, I don't believe there's no pattern. But I just can't see the meaning behind it."
Officer Huang looked down at the file in his hand, thinking constantly in his mind.
The deceased had different identities, ages, social circles, and personal hobbies. What was the connection between them?
He read the file over and over again, word by word.
Suddenly, his attention was attracted by an inconspicuous word on the computer.
He suddenly sat up straight and began to flip through the files one by one in a hurry. Then he clicked into the computer and quickly looked through them.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "I got it!"
"What?!" The team leader was startled by him and glanced at him with a stern look.
Officer Huang raised his eyes from his laptop and found that more than a dozen pairs of eyes were all looking at him. He swallowed nervously.
In fact, he just felt that he had caught a glimpse of inspiration, but he was not very sure.
The team leader frowned and said, "Just tell me whatever comes to your mind. We don't have any clues right now. Even the most outrageous ideas could be a breakthrough point."
Officer Huang nodded and pulled up the information on the computer: "I don't know if you have noticed that these deceased people have one thing in common."
"What characteristics?"
The officer next to him leaned over and said, "It's been four years. I've memorized all this information by heart, and I haven't noticed any special features about them."
Officer Huang pointed to the page he found on the computer and said, "These deceased people all had live broadcasts or WB accounts on the Internet."
"This is normal, I have it too," the police officer said jokingly.
Officer Huang went on to say, "There are quite a few of them who run metaphysics studios full-time, have large followings, and were once very active online."
"Oh?" Everyone looked down and said, "It's true."
The square-faced officer sighed. "I've noticed this before, but actually, apart from this, they have more overlaps."
The team leader looked over again: "Old Hu, why didn't you tell me earlier? What else is there?"
The square-faced officer said, "Actually, I'm saying this isn't much of a clue."
The team leader's face fell: "You speak first."
The square-faced officer said, "They have many interests. Besides metaphysics, there's also dance, music, travel... They've even started livestreams in various areas, and they're even more popular than the metaphysics livestream..."
After hearing this, Officer Huang clicked on it and saw that it was true. He was immediately discouraged.
The fat police officer was somewhat helpless: "Yes, if these can be considered as connections, then they have another thing in common that is even stronger than these."
"What is it?" Everyone's eyes were focused on him.
The police officer said without hesitation: "Work from nine to five!"
Everyone: "..." What kind of overlap is this? I can still say that they all live in the Federation!
After hearing what they said, Officer Huang also felt that what he said seemed unreliable.
He scratched his head embarrassedly. It seemed that he wanted to solve the case so much that he was too eager for quick success.
In particular, the account pinned to the top of the computer screen – @Call Me Dad.
Those four eye-catching words are still lit. Although it has been blocked, judging from the number of fans, it still stands at the top of the list.
Obviously, this guy is fine.
If it is true as he guessed, that the other party is targeting metaphysics bloggers with many followers, there is no way they will let this one go.
After all, this is the one with the largest number of fans in this industry.
Could it be that he was really wrong?
He shook his head, still somewhat unwilling.
His knowledge told him that the more far-fetched something seemed, the more he should not let it go.
He rubbed the name [@Call Me Dad] with his fingers, still thinking secretly in his mind.
Others are not the kind of people who easily deny others, but they have also tried hard in this regard and really have not gained anything.
(End of this chapter)
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