Super Rich Detective System
Eps. 83 First Series Kills
Five police agents were seen sliding down the road leading to sector A Police Station.
“Why is Sheriff Sherma telling us to go back to the office again? While the task was not finished.” chapped a police agent in the car.
“Entah, duties, duties and duties alone that we get when Sheriff William mutates to another place and is replaced by Sheriff Sherma. Why don't I get mutated to another place.” grumbled the other police agents sitting limply.
Other police agents remained silent without comment. They are thinking more about what their next task is. Because of course they will get the task back, even though at the end of the mission they get an additional bonus from Sheriff Sherma, still. They have to sacrifice their time.
Detective Carl is still in touch with the three photos. He tried to string together the phases of the puzzle in front of him.
If this killer does use serial numbers in action, while in the series photos it starts from the order of 4, 5 and 6. Then there are murders with serial numbers 1, 2 and 3. Inner Detective Carl, take off his glasses again when he starts thinking back.
Sheriff Sherma is still sitting there, staring at the thoughtful Detective Carl.
“Hei, detective. What are you thinking right now?” tanya, Sheriff Sherma, curious.
The man deliberately sat there and had not returned to his room because he was still waiting for the 5 police agents he called earlier.
“This is just my guess, Sheriff Sherma. It is possible that the serial killer had previously acted and killed his victims with serial numbers 1, 2 and 3.”, he said, revealing the contents in his brain.
Sheriff Sherma immediately caught the man's intent. Before this case happened, there was no case of murder with serial numbers like that.
“Gosh, what I was lacking attention with the murder case all this time,” pekiknya surprised. I felt something he was missing.
Suddenly the man let out a heavy sigh while rubbing his face, also closing his eyes. He had previously blamed his subordinates who were less able to work, but in fact he himself was also like that. Missing something important, even very important.
“Briptu Scarlet, I ask you to find information about the murders that occurred in this year on January 1, February 2 and March 3.” he said with a huff. Riled up on himself.
“Ready, Sheriff Sherma.”
Briptu Scarlet then, looked back at the laptop monitor in front of her. This time he examined all the murder events that occurred in the past year.
The woman looked at him carefully and carefully, looking for and examining the murders that occurred in the date series. This time, it took him a short time to find her.
Twenty minutes later, he found the information.
“Sherif, from the case database I found three people killed on the date series.”
Sheriff Sherma stared at Briptu Scarlet, who was sitting opposite her curiously.
“Ya, only three victims only.”
“Has the culprit been caught?” ask Detective Carl.
Because according to him if the culprit has been caught then there is no way the occupant is still related outside and looking for the next victim.
“Not yet. To date, the culprit has not been found. But strangely the murder victim at that time was not the strong-whispering man he is today, they all work as a chef.” explained Briptu Scarlet, who added to the confused Sheriff and Detective Carl alone.
“Why are the victims not the same?” muttered Detective Carl, trying to investigate further.
Outside the police station, the sound of cars stopped. Five police agents got down from there and walked into the office.
The five of them looked at the three people sitting there and looked solemn.
“Siang, Sheriff Sherma.” said a police agent representing the others.
“Bagaima with your investigation results in the field?”
The five police agents were intrigued, and it answered Sheriff Sherma's questions, without the need for them to reveal it.
Haah! Sheriff Sherma took a rough breath, and stared intently at the subordinate.
“Sorry Sheriff, you asked us to return, so the investigation is not finished.” reports another police agent, preparing for punishment.
“Have a rest first. An hour later I assign you guys to meet the instructor at three gyms.”
Not without reason, the man gave a little time off for his subordinates. Sheriff Sherma did it for the good of all. He knew the five police agents were tired, visible from their faces.
“Siap, Sheriff. Accept.” answer them in unison.
Luckily, his boss did not scold him or punish them and gave them only other duties.