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    Chapter 278: The Impulse of Male Hormones

    At seven, Xiao Yu returned to the crime scene once again.

    Details overlooked during the night investigation emerged clearly in daylight.

    But…

    After reexamining the scene, Xiao Yu’s expression turned ice-cold.

    There wasn’t a single clue!

    Apart from last night’s corpse, some bizarre, gigantic shoe prints lingered with no other trace.

    Could it be?

    Modern forensic work—crime scene investigation, surveillance, and autopsy—are the three indispensable pillars.

    The victim’s body bore flawless evidence of… a knife technique.

    Not a single trace was left behind.

    Surveillance?

    They had already checked all areas around the disposal site that were under camera watch.

    There was no sign of any suspect lurking around.

    At the scene, too, there were no clues or traces.

    Could all three pillars of forensic investigation have yielded nothing?

    The two words that echoed in Xiao Yu’s mind returned once more.

    Perfect!

    No, that can’t be! It’s impossible!

    Xiao Yu shook his head.

    The Local Material Exchange Law never fails—even for a single day.

    Every crime leaves behind direct or indirect clues.

    He quickly calmed his mind and cleared his thoughts.

    His reasoning became meticulous once more.

    Slowly, Xiao Yu raised his head.

    What if… I were the murderer?

    An indescribable cold detachment and numbness flashed through his eyes.

    In that moment, his mind shifted into a state of processing beyond normal understanding…

    “What kind of person would I be?”

    “Perfect? Yes, I’m a perfectionist.”

    “In everything I do, I strive for perfection…”

    “Suppose I wanted to kill someone…”

    “No—I’ve already killed someone. This is the disposal site now.”

    “The place to dump a body must be secure, a location where nobody will ever discover me.”

    “And yet, I chose this spot?”

    Glancing coldly at the crime scene, Xiao Yu walked step by step.

    He made his way steadily out of the narrow alley…

    “Then, how did I find this place?”

    “And how did I ensure I could dispose of the body here without being discovered?”

    “Observation—I would surveil every corner of the city.”

    “But such observation cannot be completed in a short time.”

    “Yes, before I killed, I had everything arranged.”

    “Every step of the murder meticulously planned.”

    “I even planned the location of the murder.”

    “I planned the spot where I’d dispose of the body.”

    “Every detail was premeditated—the most perfect plan. Isn’t that right?”

    “Once all plans were set, I began to look for a target.”

    “The victim, Jiang Xiuran… a man with a terminal condition, born without the sense of pain, tormented by his illness?”

    “So, I chose him. I wanted to commit the perfect crime.”

    “Even during his murder, I aimed for perfection.”

    “Was this process even one where Jiang Xiuran cooperated, letting me kill him himself?”

    “Yes, judging by the look of pleasure, relief, and liberation on his face after death…”

    “I did it—I made him watch every moment of his own murder.”

    “I even ensured that the way he died left him strangely satisfied?”

    “At that moment, wasn’t I immensely proud?”

    “Yes, I was proud, because I achieved what no one else ever could.”

    “Even in killing, I managed to let the victim die contentedly.”

    “That process… it couldn’t have been short, could it?”

    “To persuade someone to die quickly—even with hypnosis, it would be impossible.”

    “Wait, hypnosis? No, it wasn’t hypnosis. It was psychological inducement, a form of mental solace, even comfort, that made a person willingly… die.”

    “Do I know psychology?”

    “Yes, I do. Only someone skilled in psychology can guess another’s thoughts and use them to their advantage.”

    “Then… wouldn’t the process be necessary?”

    “The process of getting close to Jiang Xiuran?”

    “Only during that process could I reach him, either directly or indirectly.”

    Heh… Xiao Yu stopped walking, lifted his head, and the cold numbness in his eyes faded. “No matter how perfectly you hide yourself, contact is inevitable. Once you make contact, you leave a trace, right?”

    Local Material Exchange Law… thank you!

    In the meeting room of the Criminal Investigation Team.

    Standing before everyone, Xiao Yu issued an order, “Search and check anyone who has been in contact with the victim Jiang Xiuran or used any social media or communication app software within the past month…”

    “Key point: the suspect is a perfectionist.”

    “He should understand psychology but not possess the ability to hypnotize others.”

    “Moreover, the suspect should have frequent contact with certain bone-slicing blades.”

    “To dismember a person into ten pieces with nine cuts requires training that ordinary people simply don’t have.”

    “And most importantly, focus on the day when the victim returned home five times, each with an excited smile on his face.”

    “I suspect that those five instances likely involved contact with the suspect.”

    At that, Xiao Yu looked at all the Criminal Police present and said, “Investigate.”

    “Yes!”

    Everyone responded in unison as they left the meeting room.

    Only Zhao Changshan and Zhou Tinghu remained at the scene.

    “This case…” began Zhang Changshan.

    “Yes.”

    Xiao Yu (Zhao’s) nodded with a stern look. “It’s going to be difficult—this won’t be solved like our previous cases. One misstep and it could even become a cold case!”

    Both Zhao Changshan and Zhou Tinghu wore increasingly puzzled expressions.

    Ever since Xiao Yu joined the Criminal Investigation Team,

    they had never seen the young rookie treat a case with such gravity.

    Not even when facing major serial cases in the past,

    had Xiao Yu ever been so solemn.

    Why was this so different?

    Because in his past life, Xiao Yu had once pursued a perfectionist criminal.

    It took a full six months to finally capture him.

    This time, however, the system had only given Xiao Yu a fifteen-day deadline.

    Could he catch him?

    Worry for nothing… Xiao Yu adjusted his mindset and grinned.

    A long-forgotten thrill surged within him.

    It was the impulsive rush of male hormones.

    Let the mutual harm begin!

    Chapter Summary

    Xiao Yu revisits a crime scene at dawn and is baffled by the lack of evidence, despite modern forensic methods. Haunted by the idea of perfection in crime, he internally replays a chilling monologue about the meticulous planning of a murder he committed on Jiang Xiuran. As Xiao Yu’s psychological analysis unfolds, he recalls previous cases while preparing his team for a new investigation. With a fifteen-day deadline to solve a challenging case, the tension mounts as old instincts and a dangerous thrill drive him to seek out the cold perfection behind the murder.

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