Chapter 121

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Well, well, well . . . just who is the hidden killer? And what has this person to do with the masked killer or the butterfly killer? What can Bo Jinyan, Jian Yao, and new ally Zhao Kun do with only their eyes and brains? (No forensic team! No computer database! No surveillance footage!) Quite a lot, as it turns out. Read on to find out more!

P.S. There are CLUES in this chapter as to the identity of the mysterious killer. See if you can pick them out 8-)

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Translator: shl

Editor/ Proofreader: Anks

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"Ah She," Song Kun called out.

Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao turned around at the same time.

Song Kun smiled, an extremely chilling smile, and said, "Find me the imp who is making mischief behind our backs. If you can't find him . . . " he raised his head to look at Bo Jinyan, "all I can do is kill you. Everything is as you said, you said that once I got rid of Gu An I would not have to worry about anything else. Everything also happened after you arrived at this small town. I don't like trouble. If anyone gives me trouble, I kill that person."

Bo Jinyan remained silent. Song Kun looked at Zhao Kun, who was next to him, and said, "Have I made myself clear?"

Zhao Kun looked at Bo Jinyan with a coldly indifferent expression. "Crystal clear."

Song Kun left quickly with the others. Zhao Kun closed the door, and it was only the three of them remaining.

Bo Jinyan took off his sunglasses, grasped Jian Yao's hand, and said, "As I have said before, when what we see appears to be bizarre and complicated, as long as we take it step by step, we can always find the actual facts. The blood on the ground is not completely dry yet, so the killer cannot be far away. If we can find him, we will be able to solve a puzzle which seems to be complicated, but is simple in reality."

His words seemed to indicate a deeper meaning. Jian Yao stiffened, then nodded. She calmed down from her initially panicked state slowly.

Bo Jinyan crouched down next to the body. Zhao Kun glared at the body and said, with a bitter laugh, "I served as a police officer for a few years on the mainland previously. I never thought that I would one day be investigating a murder case in the stronghold of a ciminal gang!"

Bo Jinyan responded, "Hey, doesn't that make it more interesting? It's like wielding a double-edged sword, only the most awesome bstrds, like us, can be sword-wielders."

Zhao Kun was momentarily lost for words.

Jian Yao laughed and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "He's always been like this, you'll slowly get used to it."

Zhao Kun also laughed and said, "But we don't have any equipment right now, and we don't have any means to verify information, so how do we solve the case? There's a bloody handprint next to the body, but there's absolutely no way to run even a fingerprint check."

"We definitely need physical evidence to solve the case. We don't need it to identify the suspect," Bo Jinyan said.

Zhao Kun had heard that the two of them were criminal psychologists, that they could sometimes walk around the crime scene and infer the criminal's characteristics. Thus, his interest was piqued, and he waited with folded arms to see what they would do.

Jian Yao had already put aside any distracting thoughts and entered 'work mode'. She said, "the blood on the ground is not dry yet. The time of death is not more than one hour ago."

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