Miasma

‘He lay there with his eyes closed as the waves hit him. The bullet that went straight into his head became a fatal wound that took the life of a full of vitality young man.’ 

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Ten o'clock at night, at the city police headquarters, 

The elevator door was opened. A person hurriedly entered the floor of the area of the special team to investigate and prevent the crime. In his hand was an autopsy paper. Ignoring the tension and trembling of his hands, he pushed the door of the room hard. Inside, many people were looking at him. Everyone seemed to stop all action when that man enters. The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence. 

The sound of the door opening from the room in the corner broke the silence. Another man with a serious face stepped out. He carried the breath of integrity and courage on his body. His voice also made people have awe. 

“Already have the test results?” 

Dai nodded. He quickly handed the paper to his boss and gathered with his teammates. 

“Sir, according to the report of the forensic department, the injuries and handling are the same as in the previous cases.” - Dai's words caused everyone in the room to tremble slightly. A chill run down their spines, resentful and helpless. However, the boss's face remained calm. Perhaps, he foresaw this. He told everyone on his team before entering his room. 

“This time, everyone continues to work overtime. Daisy and Patrick, the two of you go to the census room to find out about the identity of the victim and see if anyone has reported a recent disappearance. Magnus, you investigate what connection these victims have to each other. The rest of you take turns going to the forensic evidence and forensic medicine rooms to see if there are any more clues. We will have an urgent meeting tomorrow afternoon.” 

“Yes, Boss.” 

Everyone quickly carried out their tasks. The boss walked into the room with a wrinkled test paper in his hand. On the surface, he showed himself as a calm and cautious person in everything. However, he was now trying to hide his anger and helplessness. He smoothed the paper and placed it on the table. The five sheets of paper were stacked side by side and placed behind the nameplate of Senior Inspector Lance Norwood. The phone on the table suddenly rang. Lance reached out to answer the phone, his eyes still focused on every word on the paper. The other end of the line was superior. 

“Lance, superiors have heard about the case where a new victim has appeared. They want us to have this resolved within a week. Because the media is reporting extremely fiercely, this will make people confused and distrust the police”

“Yes, Boss. We are still doing our best to investigate. We will catch the killer within the next week.” 

“Okay. If Matthew was still alive, this case would surely have been solved in the hands of the two of you…” 

After talking to his superiors, Lance hung up. He leaned back in his chair and did not hide the sigh on his face. He looked at the previous photo of the party, his eyes focusing on a smiling man standing next to him. 

“Matthew, what should I do? Boss is right, if you were here, you would have given me the most perfect direction.”