MTL - I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain-Chapter 14 serial murder

  Chapter 14 Serial Murder

   From the conversation, when he learned that Kelly's family lived in the Wood District, Tu Fu almost subconsciously said: "How is the security over there? I heard it's very chaotic."

  His acting skills are very natural, pretending that he has never been there before.

   "As rumored." Grace showed a helpless expression, "The streets are full of homeless people, thieves and swindlers have almost become a specialty here, and workers parade every now and then."

   "But I heard that the villain Morton Henry there has been arrested?"

  Grace smiled: "That's why it became like this."

  Tu Fu paused for a moment, and then slowly recalled this sentence.

  After the arrest of Morton Henry, the gray industry forces in the Wood District will undergo another reshuffle, more people will participate, and there will undoubtedly be greater turmoil.

  Everyone hates Mr. Huang, but everyone also wants to be Mr. Huang.

   Perhaps a new replacement will appear soon.

  Uncle Ethan will be happy that such a villain was arrested, and Sophie and the others will also appreciate the daring grand thief and spread this legendary story.

  Everyone will applaud for hearing such a good news.

  Only those who live at the bottom of Wood District understand deeply.

  Wood District, still the same Wood District.

   "Because of several strange murders, the neighborhood has become more dangerous. Sometimes it is not easy for girls to go out at night." Grace admitted her uneasiness.

   "Murder case?"

  Tu Fu's lips parted slightly, but he didn't look too surprised.

  He has seen many dark sides of the city of Leeds. There are actually a lot of homicides due to fights or gang behavior, not to mention the Wood District, which is comparable to the three-way zone.

   "Speaking of it, this is really a strange thing. I heard from neighbors that those poor dead died suddenly at night one after another. It's even weirder that they all died in the same way."

   "Has the murderer been caught?"

   "Of course." Grace pursed her lips, "Every time there is a murder, the gentlemen of the police department will catch a murderer, and they will tell everyone not to worry, the criminal has been arrested."

   "God above, everything will be fine."

   Tu Fu held back for a long time, so he comforted the other party with a sentence like this.

   In case of indecision, God is above.

  Grace also smiled sweetly, as if she was used to such a bad life.

   "Uncle seems to have said that the frequency of mysterious incidents in Leeds has increased a lot. It's best not to go out easily at night. This probably refers to this incident."

  Based on the information provided by Grace, Tu Fu boldly guessed that perhaps this was a mysterious incident with a serial nature.

  However, he has no idea about this, the affairs of the big shots should be left to the big people to worry about.

   "Dingling~"

  After the class bell rang, the little turmoil in the classroom just now disappeared. In the winding corridor, Tu Fu saw the familiar white-haired old man rushing to the classroom with a cane.

   "Mr. Coleman's hair is thinning."

  Tu Fu has noticed the initial greenhouse effect on the other side's head, and I'm afraid he's still brooding over the issue of the "ghost ship" superposition status.

  In fact, in addition to proving their talents in professional journals, scholars engaged in physics research also have hair volume. It is embarrassing to say that you are a big player in the industry if you don’t lose a few hundred million hairs.

  Even if Tu Fu kindly claims that there is no need to waste time on this kind of silly question like "Can God create a stone that he cannot lift?"

  The proud Mr. Coleman waved his cane violently at this time, clearly refuting that he did not spend too much time studying the "ghost ship" problem, it was just out of interest.

  And as a mature scholar, you should learn to face failure calmly.

  After entering the classroom, Coleman did not attend class directly. He solemnly conveyed a message to the students from the school board to each class.

   "Children, I regret to tell you that due to serious social security problems, the school temporarily cancels the evening self-study program."

  After the little old man announced the news, many students showed painful (happy) heart (out) sickness (hope) head (outside) expressions, and the children with better acting skills even beat their chests.

   "My God, what the **** are the idiots in the police department doing."

   "Speaking of which, I can't think of a worse department."

   "No, you even forgot there was Leeds Transport."

   "Watch your words."

  After Coleman stopped the rude and unrefined scolding, he demonstrated on the spot in the language of civilized people: "Perhaps, the red-haired baboons in the zoo are more suitable for this job than the gentlemen in the police department."

  …

  Green District, Police Department.

  As usual, Ethan Winster, whose IQ is not as good as that of the red-haired baboon, came to his second-level superintendent post with enthusiasm at work, and actively dealt with all kinds of troublesome things.

   Like I told Sophie, being a police officer is never an easy job.

   Every day, I have to rack my brains to think about what to eat at noon.

   It takes a lot of effort to sign a beautiful name on the document.

   Sometimes you need to move your **** to avoid cervical diseases.

  If we say the biggest action of the day, perhaps it is to send the police to help the poor grandmother on the street find her lost baby child.

  By the way, it might be a naughty cat.

  It is indeed difficult for ordinary people to bear such loneliness.

He is over 40 years old and has been sitting in this position for ten years. Almost all the boys in the same group as him have been promoted to the city police department or a higher position in the state. Only he sticks to it day after day post.

  Strictly speaking, Ethan never thought of himself as a very hardworking person, and his career after retiring from the army and turning into a police officer was also uneventful.

  With no political resources, lack of self-motivation, and a messy temper, he will be promoted to the position of first-level police superintendent at most in his life without any accidents, and then he will retire honorably.

   From now on, I can receive my pension with peace of mind and officially become a moth of the country.

  However, it is Ethan's biggest wish at this stage to see his children grow up healthy and get admitted to a good school.

"Snapped."

   Right after sitting on the soft seat, a young police officer named Mullen under him rushed in rashly. Ethan instinctively straightened up and picked up the documents on the table.

   This is the greatest joy of going to work every day. Even if you have nothing to do, you have to pretend to be very busy in front of your subordinates

"Sheriff Winster, we are probably going to the Wood District. As you guessed, the serial murder case is still going on." Maren Dale showed a worried expression, "The director means to let our team re-join the case investigation."

   "Mullon, it's a great idea to transfer the death row criminal to cover the crime."

  Ethan shook his head contemptuously, "Compared to solving the case, I'm more curious why the capable gentlemen in the hall don't continue to do this?"

   "There are not enough prisoners on death row. If this continues, we can only catch some thieves and rapists." Mullen's face was full of frustration.

"This is really great." Ethan gave his proposal a thumbs up, and the strong yin and yang in his words were about to overflow: "Just keep doing it like this, maybe the city will be cleaner, our Leeds It will be one step closer to becoming a national civilized city.”

   Dissatisfaction is nothing but dissatisfaction, but Ethan is still very concerned about the multiple serial murders in the Wood District. He was the first police officer in the Green Division to notice that the strange case was unusual.

   But at an important moment in the city selection, the group of stupid worms in the hall unanimously decided to slow down the investigation of this case.

  In the following month, there was a second and third case. The murderer became more rampant, and each new murder method was exactly the same as before...

   "Sure enough, Mullen, only capable people like us are competent. It seems that the director has given us enough trust." Ethan couldn't help but start bragging.

   "Isn't it because our team has the lowest detection rate in the bureau?"

  Mallen corrected the reason calmly, those shrewd police officers were unwilling to take over such a big trouble that affects the detection rate.

   As for the bottom one, do you still need to worry about the detection rate?

   "Officer Mullen, pay attention to your words and deeds, you are only one more mouth away from becoming a qualified good police officer."

  Ethan did not forget to remind the police officers under him, and inserted the revolver into the armed belt around his waist, "Call Bruce and the others, we are ready to go now, remember to bring weapons."

   After all, they are going to an area where there is no violence 24 hours a day and the news is on the news.

  …

  call—

  The horses on the outside neighed resoundingly. It was a police car that could seat six or seven police officers at once.

   This is a public carriage specially equipped by the police station.

There are conspicuous metal branding symbols on both sides of the carriage. They are two long swords crossed and superimposed on a shield. These are the famous "Sword of Victory" and "Shield of Protecting the Country" of the Kingdom Police Department. ".

  The logo of the police badge is always reminding everyone,

  While the Kingdom of Baia symbolizes the maintenance of order, it also expresses that this country has achieved today's status as a major international power by means of iron and blood.

   Soon after Ethan and several other police officers boarded the car, the skilled driver took them to the scene of the crime in just one cigarette.

  Police officers from several districts of Leeds have arrived ahead of time, and low-level police officers have blocked off the area where the homicide occurred.

  This is the most common low-end community. Many people live in a dilapidated house, and the landlord sublets different areas to multiple people. This is already considered a good condition.

   While the professional autopsy officer in the bureau was examining the body of the deceased, Ethan also walked towards the deceased and quietly observed several details of the middle-aged man.

   Judging from the rough palms and the fishy smell from the trousers, and the fact that the incident was not far from the port, this person was probably a porter engaged in marine cargo transportation.

  There were no signs of scars or fights on his body, and the wallet had not been stolen, and the furniture was very neat and there were no traces of being turned over. It can basically be ruled out that it was a violent incident such as robbery.

  The corpse was very fresh, and it seemed that he had a good relationship with his neighbors. He was found and reported to the police not long after his death.

   "It has been confirmed that, like those before, the cause of death is also organ failure." The police officer who checked the cause of death also wrote these elements.

   "Is this the seventh or eighth of this month? Maybe it was another accident. Unfortunately, there are not enough death row prisoners."

   A police officer chuckled lightly.

  Anyway, unsolved cases like this pile up in the hall every year, and no one will blame them.

   "Listen, if anyone dares to use this no-brainer method again, sooner or later I will stick your brains up your ass."

   Ethan strode forward, his eyes stayed on the corpse and never moved away.

  The most surprising thing is that there is an obvious smile on that stiff face full of wrinkles.

  Satisfied, satisfied, warm smile.

it seems that,

   A silent mockery of all the police officers present.

  (end of this chapter)