Chapter 125: A Tool to Please Them

Chapter 125: A Tool to Please Them

A roughly one-hour video sped through its playback.

Watching the security footage, they caught a glimpse of the victim’s family silhouette drifting by…

Xiao Yu fell silent, setting down his tablet as he stared out the window of the victim’s mansion.

The case was so bizarre—it completely took him by surprise.

In his two careers in law enforcement, he had never encountered anything like this.

Confusion was inevitable; it just meant the answers were elusive.

“Did you notice anything?”

Accompanying Xiao Yu to the morgue and meticulously examining both crime scenes, Wang Dong looked at his junior with eager anticipation.

“Is the urine of a diabetes patient really sweet?” Xiao Yu replied, clearly off-topic.

Wang Dong: What?

His junior’s comment gave him the impression that here, even the steamed cornbread cost just a buck for four pieces!

Seeing Wang Dong’s utterly baffled expression, Xiao Yu nearly burst into a snorting laugh.

He hadn’t meant to tease his older buddy.

It was just that laughter lightened the heart and helped untangle knotted thoughts.

Overthinking only leads your reasoning into a dead end…

“Just kidding.”

Xiao Yu smiled, “Don’t get mad.”

Wang Dong squinted at his junior as if to say, “Don’t make me angry…”

That look was as if he were silently saying, ‘I’m not buying what you’re selling!’

Ahem, ahem!

Realizing he’d pushed it too far, Xiao Yu muttered, “My mind got tangled earlier. Let’s start over.”

Ignoring Wang Dong’s puzzled look, he narrowed his eyes and gazed out the window once more.

Eliminating paranormal and specialized techniques,

only one possibility remained.

“Could it be a technological method?”

A spark of inspiration lit up Xiao Yu’s mind.

He recalled a video he had watched long ago that had him in awe of a particular device.

An anti-gravity hoverboard!

Anti-gravity… Is that really something new?

It certainly was novel, yet not entirely unexpected.

It was said to utilize superconducting magnetic levitation.

In a past life memory, Xiao Yu remembered it well.

Eventually, the so-called anti-gravity hoverboard video was revealed to be nothing more than special effects.

But one thing was for sure… could it really be an aircraft?

Xiao Yu chuckled coldly.

Although he didn’t know exactly how the perpetrator managed it, he had a pretty good guess.

The security footage was blurry, compounded by a wing-like shadow.

It easily created the illusion of floating.

Since it wasn’t a supernatural phenomenon, a normal person should be easier to handle.

The clues… shouldn’t be too hard to track down.

Most aircraft make noise—a humming sound, for instance.

In the early hours, some people with light sleepers might catch that sound.

National Security and the police began questioning the residents of the victim’s apartment complex one by one.

And then, an answer emerged!

That’s right—three months ago and on the day of the most recent murder,

some residents had indeed heard a humming noise.

Everyone exhaled in unison.

What could you do?

People naturally feel wary, frightened, and uneasy when confronted with the unknown.

But for things they understand, there’s nothing to fear.

National Security and the police launched an investigation and started canvassing the area…

However, being a remote third-tier city, they lacked the means to detect aircraft.

This made the investigation extremely challenging.

Try that in the Capital City?

A civilian drone barely takes off and within ten minutes the police are at your door!

A day passed and the leads still ran cold.

No, it must be said—the culprit had surely taken precautions.

From the crime scene, it was evident the criminal was skilled in reconnaissance, counter-reconnaissance, and more.

A criminal meticulous enough to leave no trace wouldn’t risk using an aircraft for a cleanup job, would they?

“This is getting tricky,”

Wang Dong, smoke dangling from his lips, handed a cigarette to his junior, his demeanor noticeably relaxed.

“Tricky and you’re still so chill?” Xiao Yu laughed, taking the cigarette and pausing in surprise.

What cigarette?

The filter bore only a series of numbers.

Glancing at the plain white pack in Wang Dong’s hand—nothing extra at all.

“Exclusive supply,”

Wang Dong grinned smugly as he patted the cigarette into Xiao Yu’s hand. “Ordinary folks would never get their hands on these.”

What kind of swagger is that… Xiao Yu shook his head.

He always smoked the high-end ones his sister bought for him.

In the eyes of a girl who knew nothing about cigarettes, the pricier the better.

So…

When a woman mindlessly throws money around, it can be truly frightening.

Xiao Yu’s home was stocked with top-tier cigarettes—abundant in ways you wouldn’t imagine, though they’d never be lacking.

“Can I be on my way now?”

Since it was a human-made crime, Xiao Yu believed that National Security still had some tricks up their sleeve.

“Not so fast,”

Wang Dong, now in high spirits, began his banter in a blatantly self-indulgent manner: “Case solved—two boxes of exclusive cigarettes?”

“That’s more like it.”

With his threat delivered, Xiao Yu happily puffed on his cigarette.

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Exclusive supply—something money can’t simply buy.

And I have to say, they taste pretty good!

“Can’t find any leads. Do you have any tricks up your sleeve?”

Wang Dong eyed Xiao Yu, his expression turning increasingly odd.

Having worked together on several cases, he had come to admire Xiao Yu’s investigative prowess.

When his junior was around, you could just switch off your brain and save some cells.

“What tricks could I possibly have?” Xiao Yu asked, now on guard.

Could it be that he’d used some special ability recently and was under surveillance?

“Maybe… like Hypnosis or something?”

Wang Dong’s eyes darkened as he glared at Xiao Yu like a wild beast.

That was it…

Xiao Yu exhaled, shaking his head. “Nobody even knows who it is—there’s no way to hypnotize someone. But…”

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“But what?” Wang Dong perked up.

“I have a feeling he’ll strike again.”

Xiao Yu’s mood darkened. “Some habits, once indulged in a couple of times, become addictive!”

Crime can be addictive?

The answer was a resounding yes!

It’s a part of human psychology—a criminal mindset.

Take a thief, for instance. Once he gets used to the easy gains,

he can no longer control his hands or his desires and eventually becomes a repeat offender.

Or consider gambling…

There are countless examples.

So, does murder become addictive too?

Not necessarily.

But when killing produces a perverse pleasure in the perpetrator, it can indeed become addictive.

The murderer had struck twice, repeatedly abusing the victims.

It wasn’t merely about killing.

He used a perverse method that mimicked the savage biting and chewing of a beast.

If it were a normal person—even if they killed—

who would commit such a grotesque and disgusting act without some sort of twisted fetish?

Abuse, perversion, a twisted mentality…

So tell me, if it isn’t for their own pleasure, why would they do it?

Psychology tells us that

anything that brings physical and mental pleasure can be highly addictive!

“So…”

Xiao Yu’s expression grew cold. “He’s definitely going to strike again!”

“Damn!”

Wang Dong cursed, his face clouding over. “What do you think these kinds of people see their peers as?”

“Prey.”

Xiao Yu replied in a cold tone, “Or as tools to please them!”