Enforcer Manual
Chapter 821 - 818: Crime Psychology_2

Chapter 821: Chapter 818: Crime Psychology_2

But clearly, Catherine was not satisfied with this answer, "The security system’s surveillance was tampered with, we don’t know when ’Black Sand’ returned home, or what he did there, yet the only thing left behind was evidence that could point to a suspect."

She now somewhat understood why the Fourth District Law Enforcers had classified Mikaela’s death as an accident, "However, this will make your investigation of the case much easier."

"Forgive me for being frank, Detective Catherine, but judges, like you and me, only believe in evidence."

Upon hearing this, Catherine said no more.

According to the department’s requirements, she needed to give Li Ke and the Fourth District Law Enforcers a stern reprimand, but she did not want to waste time on these trivialities.

She turned her thoughts back to the case itself.

Li Ke, standing as punishment, started to observe Catherine’s blackboard out of boredom and noticed that, aside from details related to the ’Black Sand’ and the cleaner case, a new name had appeared.

Chai Ke.

This name was marked prominently.

The unfamiliar name piqued his curiosity, and he wanted to ask about the identity of Chai Ke, but he was worried that he might invite Catherine’s sarcasm once again.

Catherine’s gaze eventually settled on the name of Chai Ke as well.

Everything seemed to go back to several months earlier.

District Seventeen, the first appearance of bodies pierced through the chest, and the peculiar timing.

These were clues brought back by their agents from District Seventeen.

However, after the Foster Family withdrew from District Seventeen, some members of the Review Meeting suppressed the case, and all significant clues were destroyed; even within the department, only some textual records remained. But at least through those records, she knew that Chai Ke and his men had also been pierced through the heart.

Was it the work of a copycat, or had the real killer come to the Fourth District?

Her curiosity was now fully aroused, and she couldn’t wait to find the buried truth by peeling back the layers.

But before she could proceed further, someone dialed her mobile number.

The call was from her superior officer.

After all, the deceased was a national-level rescuer of the United Government, and everyone in the United Government was watching this case, waiting for them to apprehend the killer; one could only imagine the pressure the chief was under.

The initial conversation was a procedural report of the case, but after listening to her theory, the superior suddenly said out of the blue, "Find Troy and those three who infiltrated ’Black Sand’s’ house, they are the killers."

Li Ke heard Catherine’s superior officer reach the same conclusion he had and couldn’t resist whistling to express his cheerful mood.

This was the thought process of someone who wanted to close the case quickly.

Unexpectedly, Catherine did not, as he had anticipated, start a big argument with her superior or reply in a confrontational manner. After pondering for a moment, she asked, "Is this your opinion or the higher-ups’?"

"The higher-ups’."

Li Ke clearly saw that upon receiving the affirmative answer, Catherine cheerfully curled the corners of her lips as if she had obtained an important clue.

Following that, the superior informed Catherine of Troy’s hiding place, implying that they should arrest them immediately and, if possible, close the case by the afternoon.

The phone call ended quickly.

Li Ke tentatively asked, "So, I go and arrest them now?"

"Go to the second floor and find the operations team."

This time, Catherine did not respond with sarcasm but instructed him in a light tone.

Li Ke was confused; could it be that the Detective, like him, actually wanted to wrap up the case hastily?

Regardless, escaping a scolding was a bonus; she didn’t even bring up his wrongful conclusion in Mikaela’s case. If Catherine had focused on Mikaela, he would have been at a loss for words.

Right, Mikaela!

Walking out of the office, Li Ke suddenly paused; he almost subconsciously looked back.

Through the slightly ajar door, darkness still prevailed; he tried to recall the content on the blackboard and finally confirmed his judgment.

There was no information about Mikaela’s case on the blackboard; Catherine seemed indifferent to the death of this top-tier agent.

Why was that?

Could it be that she had already determined that these three cases weren’t committed by the same group of people?

As Li Ke headed to the second floor full of doubts, he coincidentally saw the hover car Catherine was riding in— it was an exclusive car for the high officials of the Exceptional Cases Investigation Bureau, which was granted green light passage on all roads during an investigation period.

However, the hover car’s direction didn’t seem to be heading towards the address provided by the superior, but rather in the exact opposite direction.

............

At the same time, a familiar figure visited Sean Grant’s villa.

Zhuang Chi, who was eating homemade milk cereal on the first floor, nearly burst into tears upon seeing the visitor.

—"Director!"

She abandoned her milk cereal and ran towards Lu Xiang.

The information they had found online was all false, this city wasn’t safe at all!

The murder case continued, today’s victim was a national-level rescuer, and as a resident of District 17, she had also been a faithful audience of the "Black Sand" series.

Not long ago, the movie’s lead was found dead in his home, and what was more terrifying was that the crime scene was only a few hundred meters away from them, with Mr. Sean Grant himself being the reporter of the incident.

Earlier last night, "Black Sand" had contacted him, saying he would come for a visit, but there was no sign of him for half the night. It was then that Sean Grant realized something was wrong. After reaching out to the local Law Enforcers, he went to "Black Sand"’s villa.

In the end, they found "Black Sand"’s body in the hot spring room, but for the sake of everyone else’s mental health, he did not disclose the details of the body after coming back.

The only thing Zhuang Chi could confirm was that "Black Sand"’s death was probably extremely bloody, such that Sean Grant took a good while to recover after reaching home.

But all the panic and unease disappeared after Lu Xiang showed up.

There was no problem Director couldn’t solve; such was District 17’s trust in Lu Xiang.

After comforting Zhuang Chi, Lu Xiang’s gaze drifted toward Song Lan, who was sitting on the couch, holding an electronic newspaper. Judging from the headline, it was the report on "Black Sand"’s death. Just a few minutes ago, the Law Enforcers department of District 4 had released a message suggesting that the suspect was likely from a civilian killer organization, one of whose members was named Troy, an amateur hacker.

Their gazes locked for a long moment.

"Director, you’ve finally arrived, this city is really too dangerous."

Taking advantage of the fact that Zhuang Chi and Roger were not looking this way, Lu Xiang silently mouthed three words to Song Lan without making a sound, "Sweep—Comet—Star—"

Perhaps the problem never lay with a particular city but wherever Song Lan went, danger seemed to follow.

That was true for himself and those around him.

Song Lan’s face stiffened, and he pretended to return his attention to the electronic newspaper.

Lu Xiang could only play along, feigning to enquire about the recent cases, listening to Zhuang Chi claim that she definitely needed to know who the killer was.

In fact, the killer had already encountered them, he was now sitting less than ten meters away from them on the couch, watching the news.

This reminded Lu Xiang of his time studying at Morning Star, where the teacher of Crime Psychology had said that some criminals liked to return to the crime scene after the act, even attending the funeral of the victim and conversing with the victim’s relatives. This gave them a strong sense of participation.

To them, killing was almost equivalent to creating art.

According to the knowledge from the class, if one were to profile Song Lan, he fit all the characteristics of a serial killer.

The same modus operandi, robust psychological makeup, and participation in the investigative process after committing the murder.

Lu Xiang knew that Song Lan never belonged to the ranks of normal people.

And throughout their conversation, the noise from outside the villa caught everyone’s attention.

"Exceptional Cases Investigation Bureau."

Through the window, Lu Xiang saw the bureau’s emblem on the hover car.

She knew that emblem all too well, as her in-depth study of Crime Psychology at Morning Star was because she once aspired to work for the bureau.

Before long, a familiar face stepped down from the hover car, heading straight to Sean Grant’s villa.

Lu Xiang approached, taking the initiative to say, "Teacher Catherine, Mr. Sean Grant isn’t home right now, he’s gone to the filming set of ’Master of Rescuers’."

"I’m not here to see Sean Grant."

Catherine smiled at Lu Xiang, "I heard you were coming to District 17 and made a special trip to see you. How about it? I just happen to have a tricky case on my hands, are you interested?"