Chapter No.14. Mystery.
A week passed before Robert got a call from the two FBI agents, He assumed it was another evil devil case, but when he teleported to their office, they told him about something completely different.
"We have a case that's been bothering us for several months," Mark Stetson, the head agent said. "We've found bodies of murdered young women. They're always naked and have their throats slit. Autopsies reveal that they were pregnant, usually not more than a month, but no evidence has been found that could identify the killer."
"I don't know how much I could determine from a body," Robert said. "I don't think I can resurrect a person that has been dead for any length of time."
"Most serial killers have a signature method of killing. The autopsies have been unable to determine the method the killer used."
Robert rubbed his jaw. "That's interesting. I thought you said the killer slit their throats."
"Yes, but that wasn't the cause of death. It's more of a ritual marking of the corpse."
"As in a satanic rite?"
"That's what we think and the reason we called you."
"Well," Robert said after a pause. "I'm not all that up on satanic stuff, but I'll give it a try."
The agents escorted Robert to a mortuary in the basement of the headquarters, a creepy place despite all the efforts to make it more business-like. A worker pulled a corpse out of a refrigerated storage unit and wheeled it over to an examination table. The head agent pulled down the sheet covering the corpse to reveal a body that didn't look all that damaged or had signs of an autopsy.
Robert swallowed hard before using his powers to search the body for clues. After several minutes, he looked up at the agent. "I'm detecting a tiny round object that's in the pituitary region of her brain. I don't think it's a projectile and there is no obvious way that it was inserted into that location. I believe that the capsule contains an explosive."
The agent stared at him with surprise showing on his face. "What sort of explosive?"
"I think it's anti-protons preserved in a magnetic field."
"How can you detect that without instruments?"
"I don't know, but that's what I can see."
The two agents exchanged glances before Mark said anything. "How in the hell could someone insert something that . . . that crazy into a corpse?"
Robert ran a hand through his hair. "Let's look at this more analytically. First of all, antimatter is not easy to produce."
"Yes, antimatter has to be created in particle accelerators," Mark said. "And there are only a few large colliders that could do it in any appreciable amounts."
"Only two I know is the Hadron in Switzerland and the Russian device near Moscow," Robert said. "And, in order to trap antiprotons, they have to be slowed down considerably. The technology to do that is limited and only available to the main military powers."
"Even if they could be produced in sufficient quantities to create a weapon, why would they be inserted into a corpse?" Joe, the other FBI agent asked.
"I think that Otto wasn't the evil one," Robert said. "He was only the first test to determine what I could do. Think of it this way. If he, whoever he is, wanted to get to me, knowing that I am coming to the FBI, he could do it by inserting the weapons into corpses that would end up here."
"Yeah," Joe said. "Normal crime victims end up in local morgues, but these victims here are not normal,"
"Right," Robert said. "And all it would take is for someone to retrieve one of those capsules, allowing light to hit it. It would explode and cause the other capsules to detonate, destroying this building and most buildings near it."
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The God Experiment
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