Super Rich Detective System

Eps. 77 A Sign

Detective Carl sits in one of the empty seats. On the table are scattered many photos of the victims of serial murders.

Some time ago the police got a report of murder by one of the residents.

From several citizen reports submitted, all the victims who were killed were male. There are ten men who have been victims of this serial murder.

Jack Black was the first victim of murder. A 25-year-old man, with a prime body, who works as a sports teacher at a private school.

Rock Stone was the second victim. A 30-year-old man and an archery athlete.

The third victim, Bob Julian, is a 27-year-old man who works as an intruscture in a gym.

Detective Carl takes one-tenth photo of a serial killer. He observed and tried to find common ground with all the victims.

“Try this, there is a sign printed on one of the victims' photos,” point Detective Carl, on a victim.

On the left face of the victim was seen a cryptic inscription DN written with blood that had dried up, so the color faded after an hour and will likely disappear if more than that time due to the medium of human skin.

“Oh, yes?”

A police agent sitting right next to Detective Carl shifts his chair closer to see the photo.

Not only did the police see it, but Briptu Scarlet who was still there and standing behind Detective Carl's chair to see it.

“True, the sign is faint.” said the policeman.

He then took 9 other photos, and examined them carefully on each part of the victim's face.

“There is no initial sign of DN there.”

“It could be that the mark on the other victim's face is gone. The photo sent must not be a fresh photo when the victim died but a few hours later,” said Detective Carl.

“Briptu Scarlet, try to find another photo of these 9 victims. Try to find their photos right when they die and check if this is true on the faces of the victims?”

“Good, Sheriff Sharma.” replied Briptu Scarlet, then walked into her room.

The woman was in charge of the investigation team. But sometimes he is only behind the scenes, depending on the orders of the superiors. And Briptu Scarlet is just doing her job.

He sat down and faced the monitor. No need for long, looking for data on victims of serial murders that he has put in a special folder.

Click! By pressing one button, then some of the photo files that he prepared had been printed.

“Sherif Sharma, this is your request,” Briptu Scarlet handed some photos sheet on the man and also is his senior.

Sheriff Sharma examined the photo. Sure enough, from all the photos that exist now he found three other victims who also printed an initial DN on their left cheek. But he did not find the mark 6 other victims.

“So, this is indeed a patterned murder,” Sheriff Sharma said, then put the photos back on the table.

But of course the new discovery still can not reveal the identity of the perpetrator or know the motive.

“Scar... Briptu Scarlet, do you have a photo of all the victims' bodies?” ask Detective Carl about his girlfriend who's still there.

He tried to be professional even though he almost called his name without mentioning his rank.

“Ehem.” The other policeman who was there had a little thump heard it, then smiled slightly as he looked at Detective Carl and Briptu Scarlet alternately.

“No need to hesitate as soon as you two are in front of us. We do not dispute your relationship,” said another Police Agent chimed in.

Briptu Scarlet then looked at Detective Carl who smiled faintly without nodding or making a sound.

He has not responded to Detective Carl's request and goes straight back to his room. Really, a very cold woman.

“Click! Briptu Scarlet then reprints all the photos of the victim in the intact position, the entire body.

“This is your request, Carl,” and then submit the photo file.

Detective Carl moves quickly and examines each victim's photo.

“Sherif, try to notice this. In the abdomen of all the victims on the right there was blood seeping on the shirt. This means it's possible that the perpetrator injured this part. Wait, this part is the location of the liver. What's possible..”

Everything there looked dumbfounded. They didn't really think about it at all.

Ding! Incoming system notification sound.

Does this include the mission of the system? Inner Detective Carl who was silent in the midst of the current tension.