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I have lived for over twenty years and encountered many people with their own peculiar interests. Some enjoy being tied to a bed and subjected to abuse. Others see themselves as dogs, consuming waste. There are those who like to stand on street corners at midnight, pretending to be ghosts to scare others. So, it is not particularly strange to find a murderer who writes stories about their victims before killing them.
However, in a city like Dongxing, with a population of twenty million, finding someone dressed in a black cloak is no easy task. I believe that after exhausting conventional methods, such as reviewing surveillance footage without results, the Deputy Director would seek us out; otherwise, Team Leader Li would have certainly thought of this.
This means that the district's surveillance could have been tampered with or that the murderer bypassed it. Regardless of which scenario it is, the murderer must possess exceptional counter-surveillance skills. Yet, Lu seems to have seen the murderer, or perhaps the murderer intentionally allowed Lu to see them.
I closed my eyes, and suddenly a figure appeared in my mind. This person had deep dark circles under their eyes, as if they never slept. They were someone with an appreciation for life; they enjoyed reading serious literature and tended to a pot of cacti, treating them as friends.
They disliked looking in mirrors; they were handsome and tall, a mixed-race individual with a strong sense of cleanliness, refusing to allow themselves to be unclean.
But perhaps this was just one side of them.
In such a large city like Dongxing, people like this would not be uncommon.
Guan Zengbin spoke up, "After all this time, we still haven't examined the two bodies. Perhaps looking at them will lead us to other conclusions."
Captain Shao replied, "There's no need to go; the autopsy report is already out. Both bodies had their throats slit. The first victim was named Zhao Kaifang, and the second was Lulu. They both lived in Dongchang District, in Unit 1 Phase 5—one in apartment 4 and the other in apartment 5. Zhao Kaifang was in 5, and Lulu was in 4."
At this point, Captain Shao glanced at me and said, "Wu Meng's guess earlier was correct. According to Captain Li's investigation, the murderer indeed entered the victims' rooms. This is confirmed because both rooms contained the same person's semen. It was evenly spread across their bedroom beds but had already dried."
Guan Zengbin asked, "Did either of the women show signs of having been assaulted?"
Captain Shao looked at the autopsy report on the table and answered, "No. Forensic examination found no evidence of assault on either woman. Furthermore, Lulu was still a virgin. From this perspective, the murderer did not kill out of sexual desire. However, leaving semen on the bed…"
"Through DNA testing, we found that there is no record of this person in our database," Captain Shao said with concern. "In my decades on the force, I've learned that ninety-nine percent of serial killers often have no prior criminal records. Once they start killing, they won't stop until they're caught."
Gu Chen asked curiously, "Really?"
I looked at Gu Chen seriously and replied, "Because these serial killers are undoubtedly sentenced to death once apprehended. Those who are caught never get a chance to kill again. And those who haven't been caught yet have definitely never been apprehended by us before."
"Is there still one percent left?" Gu Chen asked.
Captain Shao slammed his hand on the table and replied, "One percent of the Perverted Killer either escaped before execution or was locked up in a mental hospital. The Murderer will definitely continue to commit crimes, and he won't leave Dongxing City. With a population of twenty million, Dongxing City is more than enough to inspire twenty million stories."
Guan Zengbin looked anxious. "But how can we know who his next target will be? There are so many stories online, and we can't check them all one by one. Plus, if the Murderer has a high level of IP concealment, we might end up like this time, only knowing what happened after the fact."
"The Murderer suffers from premature ejaculation," I stated firmly.
"Premature ejaculation?" Captain Shao asked.
I nodded and slowly explained, "The Murderer suffers from premature ejaculation, which may relate to his targeting of single women. What stimulates his sexual desire isn't the opposite sex but rather killing. Just like a lion marks its territory with urine, he is asserting his dominance."
"And the next victim is likely to be a single young woman," I added.
"Let's go check the scene," I said.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
This case not only concerned the safety of numerous single women in Dongxing City but also whether we could be reassigned back to Dongxing City. Naturally, we were determined to give it our all. However, when we arrived at the scene, there was already a wave of police present. The officer leading them was someone we knew well—Liu.
It had been several months since we last saw Liu, and encountering him again stirred mixed feelings within me. I wasn't sure how to describe it. Liu seemed a bit awkward upon seeing us; Gu Chen ignored him and walked past directly. I greeted Liu, who responded with a faint smile.
"You guys go upstairs and take a look," Captain Shao instructed us.
I glanced at Captain Shao and then at Liu. Liu had been trained by Captain Shao himself, and now meeting again brought about an indescribable emotion. We didn't want to interfere in their mentor-student relationship and headed upstairs instead. Everyone has their own considerations and choices; besides, this choice wouldn't harm anyone—let him handle it.
The police team led by Liu informed us that due to the lack of progress in the case, Team Leader Li had sent Liu Jixu to investigate the scene for any overlooked details. They had just arrived here, and as they were leaving, they specifically instructed the property management not to touch anything in the two rooms to preserve the arrangement of items as they were after the two deaths.
We first arrived at the home of the first victim, Zhao Kaifang. According to the police, both Zhao Kaifang and Lulu had similar jobs as white-collar workers, working nine to five in an office. Neither of them had boyfriends, and they both rented a place in this area.
I nodded. From that story, we could infer that the murderer must have been stalking for a long time. This suggests that the murderer had a meticulous plan. If any part of it were to fail, reality would deviate from the narrative.
For instance, if Lulu had found a boyfriend to share the rent with, the murderer would not have been able to strike.
This aspect was uncontrollable; perhaps the murderer simply used the story to indicate who the next victim would be, without strictly adhering to it. Thus, the story might just be a clue for the police, implying that there was more to come.
I stood in the room, observing the furnishings in Zhao Kaifang's home. We wore shoe covers, and as we walked through the house, we heard creaking sounds; the wooden floor made those noises particularly pronounced. It seemed that this type of house was only suitable for walking barefoot.
The structure of this house was identical on both levels, so Zhao Kaifang's bedroom corresponded to Lulu's bedroom.
As I pulled down the thick curtains, the room immediately became much dimmer.
The police turned on an ultraviolet light, and we saw what looked like stars scattered across Zhao Kaifang's bed—semen revealed under the ultraviolet light.
Gu Chen frowned and said, "Don't let the early ejaculation fool you; there's quite a lot."
At that moment, one of the officers suddenly turned pale and exclaimed, "This... this isn't scientific!"
I looked at the officer and asked, "What’s going on?"
He replied, "During the first examination, there wasn't this much! But now, why are there so many white spots?"
I furrowed my brow in silence and took over the ultraviolet light to conduct another examination.
As we replicated our previous method, we found that there was also a significant amount of semen on the sheets in this bedroom, which hadn't been detected during the last check.
I opened the curtains and looked out at the snow in the backyard that had yet to melt. "After your first inspection, did anyone change the locks? Did you have someone keep an eye on this building?"
The police shook their heads.
An unavoidable fact emerged in my mind. "The murderer must have come back, as if surveying his territory. When he returned, he continued to leave his semen on the beds in both bedrooms. Given the amount, it’s clear that he didn’t just come once; he must come back frequently."
"He comes back often?" Gu Chen said. "Doesn't that mean we can just wait for him to show up and catch him?"
I shook my head. "Not necessarily, but we still need to have someone on guard. The murderer has taken advantage of the darkness under the light; the police thought he wouldn’t dare return after committing the crime, but he did come back and left traces behind. If we hadn’t conducted a second inspection, we would never have noticed this."
"What about the surveillance?" I asked.
The police shook their heads again. "The network system was hacked, and all the data was deleted, so there’s not a single image of the murderer."
I frowned and continued to gaze at the snow outside. In it, I seemed to see a grinning face. That was the murderer, hiding in the shadows, seemingly thrilled by having played us for fools. At the same time, he was perhaps in a cold or warm corner, writing his second story.
The murderer would not simply stop here. In previous cases, even those resembling perverse killings turned out to be fabrications.
And this time, we might truly be facing a Perverted Killer.
He is hiding among us.
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