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Suddenly, the screen of the video went completely black, leaving nothing visible. However, the previous images had already left a significant visual impact on us; the sight of two Severed Feet lingered in our minds, refusing to fade away. To describe this scene in detail, it wasn't gory, yet it exuded a chilling aura.
Having been detectives for so many years, we had seen our fair share of gruesome crime scenes, but this was the first time we encountered something like this: two Severed Feet tied to a Remote Control Car, with two Remote Control Cars colliding into each other from front to back. The entire scene was in black and white, devoid of any sound, resembling a silent film.
This kind of imagery felt meaningless, which contributed to an inexplicable sense of unease, making it somewhat nerve-wracking. It was akin to facing genuine mental patients; because we couldn't comprehend their actions, they seemed terrifying to us.
I turned to Mary and said, "Why did the image disappear? Did the Killer end the live stream?"
Mary glanced at the screen and replied, "No, that's not it. The administrator must have shut down the live stream."
"Can we contact this administrator? Can we determine the location and direction of the live stream?" I asked Mary. "How did you come across this live stream?"
As Mary operated her computer, she explained, "When I woke up today, I inexplicably received a document sent by that mysterious person. I was so eager to show you the live stream that I forgot to mention it earlier. If we can reach the administrator, we should be able to find the address of this person's live stream. I'll send that email to your phone; take a look."
Although I wasn't very familiar with online streaming, I knew that through the administrator's permissions, we should be able to locate the address of the live stream. My phone beeped; it seemed Mary had already sent me the email. I opened it and noticed that the subject line was quite chaotic, making it look like spam at first glance.
It appeared that this email was deliberately disguised as junk mail, possibly to throw people off. If that were the case, this person could indeed be that mysterious individual. However, he must have only made a call; I had no idea how he obtained Mary's email address.
I clicked on it and saw that the email wasn't very long:
"When you read this email, it means his surveillance over us has relaxed significantly. He has gone out to kill again; before this, he hadn't killed for quite some time. In recent days, he seemed weary as if he were planning something big.
I am unclear about what he has been doing during this time, but I can tell that once this period ends, our fate will also reach its conclusion. Recently he has been cautious; he hardly lets me out at all. He brings me food and water himself and never allows me to go out alone.
I feel like he has offended someone because he doesn't seem like he's hiding from the police anymore; his previous composure is gone. Those people must know what he looks like, which is why he's being so careful. You must catch him quickly because I know my time is running out.
Once he completes his objective, my value will diminish; at that point, my death won't matter much, but my family will also suffer because of it—this is something I cannot accept. So please hurry. Recently I may not be able to continue contacting you; I must be extremely careful not to be discovered by the Killer. During this time, I might not be able to reach you again; however, when it comes down to critical moments, I will still take risks.
I no longer know where I've been moved by the Killer and haven't seen my family for a long time. The reason I'm taking risks isn't for myself but for my family. May God bless and protect my family. Amen!
Finally, open Eggplant Live; there’s shocking footage streaming there."
After reading the email, an indescribable feeling surged within me. Who was this mysterious person? Analyzing his words, it was clear he knew me. But among the people I knew, who had been kidnapped? I didn't have many friends; aside from the members of the Special Investigation Team, there were only those from the department and the Yuzhou City police.
If someone from either of those places had been kidnapped, I wouldn't need to ask—someone would have informed me. Yet, I hadn't heard of anyone going missing. If it wasn't someone from those two places, then who else could be my friend? Just then, Mary slammed her hand on the table.
The loud noise snapped me back to reality. I looked over to see a location address appearing on Mary's computer screen. She said, "I've found the live stream address. I just contacted the administrator of that streaming site through our internal network, and he provided me with this address."
"By checking the IP address, we confirmed that this live stream is indeed in North City," Mary continued as she packed up her computer. "This means it was done by the Killer!"
I nodded and addressed everyone, "Notify Captain and let him know to continue the search operation at Five Dragon Mountain. We need to head to that location immediately."
After briefly informing Captain, we rushed to the scene.
This place was located in the suburbs and was a large farmhouse. Looking around, there were no vehicles in sight. However, on the dirt road, there were tire tracks indicating that a car had indeed passed through here recently. This must have been the car driven by the Killer, but scanning the area revealed no sign of any vehicle left behind, indicating that the Killer had already departed.
The place appeared to have been abandoned for quite some time; it was unlikely anyone would come here. Pushing open the old door, I heard a loud buzzing sound from motors. Upon closer inspection, I discovered two remote control cars on the ground, aimlessly crashing into things. Scattered across the floor were spots of blood. Two severed feet were tied up and swaying back and forth due to their collisions, resembling how a person’s feet would move while walking.
I quickly told everyone, "Forget about everything else for now; let's catch these two remote control cars first!"
The room was quite large—over a hundred square meters—and lacked any divisions, resembling a big warehouse that felt empty and desolate. After some effort, we managed to capture both remote control cars; even in our hands, their wheels continued to spin.
Upon closer examination, we noticed two remote controls in the corner; it seemed that the forward button had been pressed down, causing both remote control cars to keep moving forward. Each car had two rollers on either side at the front that would change direction upon hitting an obstacle without worrying about crashing.
Juan Juan looked closely at the severed feet on one of the cars and said after a moment, "From examining where these feet were severed, it's clear they were cut off with something very sharp—the wounds are smooth and clean with almost no layering. This indicates that whatever tool the Killer used must be extremely sharp."
"Moreover," Juan Juan continued as he assessed the size and delicacy of the severed feet, "they appear to belong to a woman. So there should only be one victim. However, just from these severed feet alone, we can't deduce much more useful information. Let's search this house for anything more valuable." Juan Juan placed the severed feet into an evidence bag for later examination.
I nodded; Juan Juan was right. From this perspective, it seemed that the Killer had once again employed his usual method—clearing out all irrelevant items from the house while leaving behind only clues he wanted us to find. But there was nothing here except for these two feet and the remote controls; everything else was completely empty.
Could it be that these remote control cars were our only clue?
Thinking of this, I carefully examined the Remote Control Car. Upon closer inspection, there were no clues or leads to be found. The brand label on the Remote Control Car had been deliberately torn off, likely by the Killer, intending to divert our attention elsewhere. However, there was nothing else in the house.
As I scrutinized the room, the walls appeared dark and grimy, suggesting that it hadn't been cleaned in a long time. Cobwebs had formed in the corners, and dust was piled up on the concrete floor. The wheels of the Remote Control Car had left tracks across the surface. Some areas of the floor were cracked, but not severely. At that moment, it was impossible to determine what this room had been used for previously, and with no other buildings nearby, we had no idea who owned this place.
From the exterior address, it was clear that this structure was illegally built. It seemed to have been hastily constructed for temporary storage purposes and was abandoned after some time. The cost of building such a place wasn't high, and there was no sign of any decoration.
Suddenly, a possibility struck me: someone might have arrived here before us and taken away any clues that were left for us. This would explain why we were currently at a dead end, wandering around this empty room like headless flies.
But could Zhao Mingkun and her group have moved that quickly? They were in North City and wouldn't dare act openly. If that were the case, we should have been the first to arrive at the scene. This meant we must have overlooked something; a clue must be quietly waiting here for us to discover.
We all fell into deep thought while Mary held a remote control, trying to maneuver the Remote Control Car left and right. However, she quickly realized that the Remote Control Car could only move forward and backward; it couldn't turn at all. The left and right joysticks seemed stuck.
Mary shook the remote control side to side and thought she heard something rattling inside. One hand gripped the joystick while the other attempted to pry open the back cover to see what was inside. The cover of the Remote Control Car had a snug fit and contained no screws or anything similar. As Mary pried it open, something fell out directly into her hand.
It was a Flesh-colored Sphere that rolled into Mary's palm. At first, she couldn't make out what it was, but once she did, she let out a scream, dropping the remote control onto the floor. We all stood frozen in shock as we looked at what lay on the ground.
A Senior High School Student had been kidnapped along with a Leggy School Beauty and a Busty Third-Tier Celebrity trapped in an Abandoned Cabin after mistakenly eating Unknown Wild Fruit, leaving them feeling feverish in the middle of the night.
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