Both inspectors were by the forensic team to each of the locations where they had found the bodies and sent quickly to make a profile of the murderer, DNA tests on each of the victims to know who they are, where they live, what is their color favorite, all to analyze each of your steps and know that they have in common and that someone dear to kill them.
Morris Seeking a track for every inch and corner of one of the streets taking pictures of where he had found the victim, everything was well planned with no trace of anything except for the slight detail that had tire marks on the road, as if they had braking hastily and they had hastily left with a lot of noise. Morris had to make do with the few clues he had found until he reached the forensic team, the days passed and the number of victims increased by Sullivan was from interview to interview trying to keep calm to citizens while Morris once received the results concluded that all had been killed at random and always came out all work on the same street, so I check the security cameras of nearby shops and sunsets traffic control. To his surprise he saw a man dressed in a shabby office and cloth mask marks seams drugging a woman and took her carrying where cameras could not focus.
Morris, Have we made progress in something? I'm tired of so many interviews-Sullivan asked with a sigh.
- Yes, we have several advances our murderer is a man of 1.76 meters or so and slim but strong enough to take them safely to their car, is meticulous and has studied police controls so it was difficult to find. - He reaplied and reviewed as was the case so far on a blackboard full of photos and conclusions.
More than three hours after the inspector left the police station and went to his classic Mercedes exhausted by the little progress that had in the investigation, opened the car door and was about to enter was caught in the back I feel like someone grabbed him and repeliendolo resisted this at once pushing back the aggressor, he turned and saw that the murderer was a little disoriented from the blow and he had in his hands a bottle of chloroform, the inspector quickly drew his glock and pointed to the murderer.
- Get your hands up under arrest - exclaimed this pointing to the murderer with a steady hand.
- You want me to raise your hands well - I ask the funny murderer quickly raised his hand where he had his suitcase with knives and struck the weapon inspector which he shot and wounded him in the shoulder and kicked him in the chest making him go in your car and escaped, leaving a trail of blood.
The inspector with bloody hands and a sharp pain and gasps came out of the car and disoriented callus knees. I get up and chased the murderer as he could calling reinforcements. The Murderer seeing his heels, he quickly stood before a pair, beating the groom knives stabbing him in the ribs and grabbed the girl hostage. Morris stood watching the scene and went to draw his pistol but was left behind.
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The Simple Murderer: La investigación(The Investigation)
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