Chapter 25: Lisa's Grief ( Part 1)

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"He could be a psychopath now. This means that as long as he desires, this whole city will be his hunting ground."

After Lisa finishes her sentence, everybody is in dead silence.

She's also stunned herself.

It's a strange feeling. When she was at Guanhu Station before, she obviously couldn't possibly have dealt with a serial killer case. Then why does this all feel so familiar to her after speaking about it just now: nervousness, coldness, and a hint of......excitement.

It's as if, this isn't the first time she's like this.

There's no time for her to think deeper because an investigator has brought the neighbour living across from Chen Xi Xian over. She and Bambam immediately go over.

The neighbour is a housewife in her thirties. She's standing outside the door of where the incident happened, looking pale.

"We don't have much contact with the young fellow across from us. We've bumped into him a few times in the hallway though. He always had his earphones on by himself, and didn't like to talk to others," she says, "but you could tell that he didn't work, and stayed home all day. His garbage was all piled up outside the door. The janitor scolded him every time. Miss Officer, did he get killed by a gang member?"

Lisa asks, "Why do you think that?"

She answers, "A lot of these youngsters take drugs. I heard it from Mrs. Zhao upstairs that he was beaten up by two gang members in the courtyard area one time. He supposedly didn't pay for the ecstasy pills. The people taking drugs are so bold these days. "

"Does he have any relatives or friends?"

The housewife thinks for a moment, and then sighs, "I've never seen any relatives, but he had a girlfriend before who came often. She was quite kind, and there wasn't garbage piled up outside of the apartment during that time. She seemed quite nice. But nice people don't live long. I heard that the girl died in a car accident, and this fellow was burning a lot of paper money in the courtyard during those few days, and was scolded by the security guards. Sigh...... the girl's gone and now the guy's gone too. Those who do drugs don't have a good end in life!"

After sending off the housewife, Bambam says, "Chen Xi Xian was a scum .His girlfriend died, and he got killed by someone. Do you think that the killer targeted him, thinking that there was no need for Chen Xi Xian to continue living?"

Lisa pauses her footsteps. Bambam's words seem to make some sense.

She pats his shoulder, "You've improved! But it's still too early to conclude. Let's take a look at the other victim first."

Once they walk inside, they see Jungkook and the other three standing at the window with a bullet hole in it. Chatterbox is feeling his pockets left and right and finally finds......a measuring instrument.

Lisa and Bambam are both stunned from such an ancient piece of equipment. But Chatterbox squats with a straight face and starts measuring the bullet hole with the instrument.

Lisa walks to Jungkook and asks softly, "Will that do?"

"You think that I would hire someone useless?" He stares at the bullet hole while tightening his right glove with his left hand.

If he doesn't hire useless people, it means that he only hires top experts? Lisa's mouth curves up, but then she hears him say, "It's only criminal psychology that we don't have an expert in."

Lisa: "......"

This fellow!

Chatterbox wipes the sweat on his forehead and stands up, "The bullet did not penetrate through the window from directly across. It came through at a 50. 3 degree angle, which means......" he points diagonally to the right with his finger, "the bullet came from that direction. And from that direction, only that building is ideal for a sniper to be effective." Everyone looks to the direction of where he's pointing. It's an eighteen story building that's about one to two hundred meters away. There are other buildings around it of various height; all are rather old and condensed. There are also some shanty towns in the area.

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