I Can Solve Cases, And I Have Become A World Treasure (Volumes 6-9)

Chapter 117: I'm judging this person.

In the interrogation room, Red confessed everything. He calmly admitted that he was the murderer and that all the evil deeds were committed by him.

"I killed everyone."

It is impossible for the police to take such an ambiguous confession. Otherwise, if it goes to court, the suspect may retract the confession at any time and disrupt the order of the court. They need specific details of the crime.

Only the murderer's true "confession" can make a verdict.

"On the night of March 13, 1973, this was the first victim. Why did you choose her? What did you do to her?" Several photos were pushed in front of Red Biskin. The police officer looked aggressively. Red's expression was lost in memories.

The old photos from the last century are not high-definition and have a special era filter. The girl in the photo has a beautiful face and messy hair lying on the ground.

Reid flipped through this group of photos carefully. At this moment, he seemed to recall the highlight of many years ago, and smiled silently and implicitly.

Many people want to know why the victim was brutally murdered and what was the murderer's motive?

But they only ignore that sometimes the victim himself is confused and has no idea that the other person may have appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time, with a one-in-a-million chance of bumping into a cruel killer.

"Why I chose her, the memory is too long... maybe she is too beautiful, a pure and beautiful girl, I think she should be sacrificed to Satan." Red Biskin crossed his hands and explained his motives. Come on, the two policemen and body cameras in front of him almost believed it.

If they hadn't read the treasure post beforehand.

[Treasure: He can't recall it clearly. Unless the photo is placed in front of him, the devil he has sealed in the box will be released again. He was a random murderer, but he chose the first victim purely because this street was No. 6, the church was the address of No. 6 on this street, and Angela happened to be the sixth person who passed by...]

As we all know , 666 is a very evil number in the West because it is the birthday of the devil Satan.

Back then, Red Biskin looked directly at the girl, approaching with a gun raised, and smiled nervously, revealing two rows of white teeth in the dark night.

The victim could not escape, let alone cry out for help. The feeling of being on the verge of despair and hanging by a thread was like being in an ice cave.

[He would lie. Angela's outstanding beauty would immediately attract the attention of others, leading to many unfounded speculations, but the reason why she died was completely consistent with this string of magic numbers]

In other words, Angela was extremely unfortunate.

It is completely different from the victim-guilt theory that many people speculated that "her beauty brought disaster to her" and "wearing a white dress at night was too ostentatious".

They even wondered if Angela could have escaped had she not gone home late that night and worn a white dress. Of course there is this possibility, but if the murderer wants to kill someone, he still needs a random man, woman, or child to fill the hole.

No matter who the sixth passerby appeared at that intersection, he would inevitably die. So God has no way of knowing who will die next, because this kind of random killing depends entirely on luck.

The police chief said with a cold face: "Are you telling the truth?"

Red Biskin said calmly: "Now that things have happened, what else do I have to hide?"