Sam won't ask too many questions, but he is always observing. At one point, some people were conducting experiments on mentally disabled children. Even though Dakota may no longer be involved with these people, it is still important to remain vigilant. Anything can happen at any time, so it's better to keep one's eyes wide open.
“There's a new guy on campus today,” Dakota said.
Sam refrained from moving his hand. Dakota's willingness to discuss campus affairs was odd, as he had never shown interest in sharing information about his work, nor had Sam ever asked. Dakota only answered what was necessary.
"Oh really? New guy? Lecture or a new chancellor candidate?” Sam asked as he put the steak in his mouth.
“New lecturer. He is a professor in the field of nerves and brain. You want to meet him."
"The bodies look in very good shape," Sam said.Dakota wandered around the room looking at what they might be able to use as evidence. He looked at the door, the distance of the body from the exit, the food on the table, and some leftovers in the sink. The food in the bowl was unrecognizable in shape and appearance, but it was more or less like some kind of cereal and something like that. Their clothes were also T-shirts with spandex pants. It is possible that the time they died was in the morning before they started their activities."Did you guys open the window?" Dakota asked.Captain Lima nodded."That's right because the smell when we entered was so strong, there was a smell like almonds and burning smoke. If you smell it, it's usually a type of cyanide poison, but
Pinewoods Hospital.After such intense tension. Sam is now sitting in front of the waiting room with his face pale with worry. Buried his head in his arms and wouldn't stop blaming himself. Occasionally he stood up, took a step or two and sat down again. Doctor Elbert had not yet come out to give news. He stood up again, walked again, was about to sit down again when the door in front of him finally opened. Without thinking, he approached the doctor who was standing at the door."Then.."The old doctor smiled. He took off his mask and patted Sam's shoulder."Dakota is okay, lucky the substance only got a little on his skin, he probably inhaled it but lucky because he was wearing a mask he only inhaled very little. He just have a little chest tight, and will be fine after
Dakota showed Sam something on his laptop. "The towel was made of organic fibers, only a few communities purposely sell them, while lots of others will gift them, mostly it’s from nature lover clubs or kind of because the material is so good. Several clubs give away small towels for free as a welcome gift. Usually membership is monthly, up to yearly, there are also those who only pay when they come. Three of the clubs total with the exact towel. One club that rents out lockers to members who want them, usually lockers can be rented out on a monthly or yearly basis." Sam saw what Dakota was showing on his screen, his eyes widening huge. “Bayward Ornamental Plant Club, you mean, Dan Patt could have joined that club? What makes you so sure?" asked Sam. Dakota didn't need to answer, his eyes were clear enough. He zooms something on the end of the small towel, a small care label. “This has the club's logo, it's so small and almost similar to the letter on the usual care label. Kim used
The small road between residents' houses is only large enough for two-wheeled vehicles to pass. Some people were seen sitting in front of their yards making nets and other fishing equipment. Fishing village, a small corner in district five near the pier far from the hustle and bustle of the metropolitan city of Bayward. Rina and Luk were seen walking quite a distance after leaving their vehicle outside the village area.Along the way, both find for any information they can get from the local residents who were in sight. They showing photos of the fishing boat Rosana, the fishing boat on which five bodies were found dead."Excuse me, ladies, you all look so pretty this morning," Luk started with a sweet greeting, he had learned from his seniors. The middle-aged women sitting in front of their house smiled when they saw the handsome young man."Hehehe this sweet mouthed kid,""Sorry to interrupt your time, do you know anything about this ship?" he asked, showing a photo of a fishing boa
“Roman Genn, eighteen years old. Last education, junior high school, sat in high school for a year but finally dropped out for certain reasons. It says here, you are quite a talented student, in the arts and sciences of biology, mathematics and physics. This is very great, why with intelligence like that, why didn't you continue your studies? I'm sure you can get a scholarship easily, right? Mr. Genn?”Rina saw the young man respond, even though she already knew the reason.The young man raised his face, looking at Rina with sharp eyes that were red from holding back tears.“What reason did you have to kill them? There must be something that made you so angry that you had the heart to kill five men who had nothing to do with you."Roman looked at Rina and Luk, taking turns. Then clenching his hands on the table, Rina saw hands with peeling skin, either because the work was so hard or because he was experimenting with chemicals. The young man looked very thin, he had even coughed a few
“Kim went to Boa today, right? Robert has been there since last week, he said he had a lot of work to do. There are quite a lot of patients at the clinic. Heh, that guy, it's so easy to make money," said Sam, trying to lighten the atmosphere. But as usual, he was just talking to the wind, Dakota wasn't at all interested in responding.Sam will continue folding the clothes of the young master who is still sitting leaning on his bed. The doctor had not yet come to discharge him. He was so serious about what he was doing until he heard the sound of the door opening from outside.Klek.Then, the sound of heavy footsteps on the velvet carpet of the VVIP floor. Sam widened his eyes, what was Kim doing there?"Oh, you said you were flying to Boa, what are you doing here?" Sam asked. Kim put out her bag, and sat on the couch with a sullen face. She looked at Dakota with sharp eyes, even though from his appearance at that time, he looked very ready to go to Boa."Well, just ask that monster, w
Sam approached.“Do you have a list of cargos? Owner and type, size," asked Sam. Another young man sitting in another section nodded."Yes we do"While Dakota observed the video footage in the passenger luggage area before being loaded onto the plane, Sam reviewed the luggage and passenger information. According to the officer, some bags had already been loaded onto the plane, while others were temporarily held back. Dakota paid close attention as the young officer seemed unsure of which section to focus on, simply playing a video showing the entire room and its contents.Dakota didn't think he found anything he thought was there. He couldn't possibly miss it.“What's in this, a three by two wooden box. That's huge," asked Sam, looking at the cargo data. His words made the young officer in front of him turn his head. He typed on his keyboard searching. Dakota came over and took the paper from Sam's hand. The officer hadn't even answered when Dakota pulled Sam's hand out."That's it, l
“Budd Daniels, age forty-seven. Cold-blooded killer. You kill fifteen victims within two years. Dismember their corpse, there are indications that you even chopped them while they were still alive. Then put them in a black plastic bag and throw them in the trash. You don't even feel the need to make an effort to cover your tracks, fingerprints, DNA, or even your blood left at the scene. What makes you want to be arrested so badly? Have you felt lonely?” Sam asked, looking deeply into the man's eyes.The man flattened his lips, and the smile that had been forming for a long time was slowly gone.“What do you mean I'm lonely? Do I look lonely? I enjoy whatever I do. You guys police have worked hard day and night looking for evidence of murder in ridiculous ways. All that little bit of evidence that means nothing. I save your time, so you don't have to do anything unimportant and just focus on me. That's my good intention."Sam looked at the man. He closed the file in front of him, smili