dkrc Chapter 3: Do you want to make a contribution?
Chapter 3: Do you want to make a contribution?
Lu Yiming stared at the screen, internally screaming: No, I didn't, you're lying!
What man can stand being told he's no good in public...?
His fingers flew across the screen, as if he wanted to refute, but then he stopped.
What are you refuting?
Serial killers are no good, what does that have to do with me, Lu Yiming?
But I can't say it outright...
The current situation is this: Hannibal is analyzing the killer, and the more in-depth his analysis, the better it will be for him to catch the real culprit.
For the sake of getting a permanent position, for the sake of justice, I'll endure it a little longer.
Lu Yiming took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the feeling of shame.
But the "peers" in the group didn't have so many concerns and immediately started to confront them directly.
Che Guevara: Hahaha, so you're no good after all.
Outlaw Zhang San: Boss, is it true? You must have some unspeakable difficulties.
Chemist Lao Bai: @Lu Yiming, young man, don't be discouraged, this disease is curable. I have a formula here, 99% pure, guaranteed to restore your virility.
Jack the Ripper: @ChemistOldWhite sent me a copy privately... A friend of mine... cough cough, also needs it. I won't take it for free, I'll send you a red envelope later.
Che Guevara: @Lu Yiming Why aren't you saying anything? Did Uncle Mads guess right?
Lu Yiming's eyebrows twitched violently. "You battery thief, don't let me catch you."
He typed two words expressionlessly:
Lu Yiming: Hehe.
Upon receiving Lu Yiming's reply, Hannibal continued his analysis.
Food critic Hannibal Lecter: Nitroglycerin is a prescription drug with extremely strict controls. The fact that you can obtain it suggests you work in a medical-related profession, such as a pharmacist, doctor, or at least a pharmacy worker.
Hannibal Lecter: You are small in stature, have long suffered discrimination, and are at the bottom of the social hierarchy.
Food critic Hannibal: When male customers come to buy Viagra, you take advantage of your position to recommend nitroglycerin disguised as a stimulant to them.
Lu Yiming was shocked!
A hit!
If that's the case, then everything makes sense.
The killer didn't need to contact the victim; he only needed to set a trap during the drug purchase process.
By having the victim take both medications simultaneously, a perfect alibi can be created.
The group chat continued, and Professor Moriarty, the old man whose IQ surpassed everything, also spoke up.
Professor Moriarty: @Lu Yiming, your methods are simplistic and reliant on specific locations. Detectives will eventually identify you through drug tracing. I suggest you leave the scene as soon as possible and destroy the evidence. Looking forward to your next performance.
Lu Yiming sneered inwardly, "Sorry, I'm a police officer."
He replied calmly, "Thank you for the advice. I won't be caught by the pigs."
Putting down his phone, Lu Yiming's mind raced.
How can we find this criminal? The best way, of course, is to wait for the city police department's homicide unit to take over and retrieve the surveillance footage.
But that's someone else's achievement; he, a discriminated-against Asian, might at most receive a few words of praise.
So he wanted to solve the case before everyone else.
Oh, right! Buy medicine.
Every time you buy medicine, your phone will have a record of the transaction.
Lu Yiming picked up the deceased's phone and unlocked it with the deceased's fingerprint.
A man's spending habits are the best indicator of what kind of person he is.
Open the payment app and quickly browse the bill:
Wow, he's watched the same movie five times already. He's such a seasoned aquaman.
What? Char siu rice costs $800? Is Chinatown really this much of a rip-off now?
Buying the "Ten Days of Lamentation" game? Pshaw, it's nothing but a cuckold's hat.
Buying stockings and women's clothing on a second-hand platform... wow, this young man is quite the player.
After eliminating a large amount of invalid information, one record caught his attention.
[23:42 CVS Pharmacy, expenditure $148.99]
It happened just yesterday.
The pharmacy! This is it!
Although we can't see what he specifically bought, this is his recent pharmacy record.
The serial killer may be a male employee working at this pharmacy.
It's worth the gamble.
Just then, old Mike rushed back, without batting an eye.
Lu Yiming thought to himself: This Mike is so old, but he still has amazing stamina. I'm so envious.
"Oh Lu! The city police will be here soon. All we need to do is secure the scene."
Lu Yiming didn't say anything, but simply stretched out his hands and placed them heavily on Mike's shoulders, his eyes burning.
"Mike, do you want to do something really important?"
Old Mike paused for a moment, looked at Lu Yiming, remained silent for a few seconds, and slowly shook his head.
"No. I just want to accumulate enough years of service to receive the full pension."
"If we don't catch him soon, he'll kill a fourth, a fifth!"
Lu Yiming eagerly continued to add:
"Or he might have already run away, making it even harder to catch him, like finding a needle in a haystack!"
He then held up the deceased's phone, the screen displaying the pharmacy's purchase record.
"I've found a lead—this pharmacy. If we strike first..."
Lu Yiming knew in his heart that he was speaking in a high-sounding manner.
Essentially, they wanted to beat the homicide squad to it, solve the case, and take all the credit for themselves.
He thought Mike would either advise him against acting impulsively or mock him for being an Asian with unrealistic fantasies.
However, Mike only gave him a deep look, then raised his hand and gently slapped away Lu Yiming's hand that was on his shoulder.
Old ginger is spicier; how could Lu Yiming's little schemes escape the notice of this seasoned veteran?
"I know you want to be promoted and make a name for yourself."
Mike sighed and said, "Without a search warrant and an arrest warrant, we can't act easily."
Lu Yiming lowered his head, a sense of loss welling up in his heart.
Is the cooked duck really going to fly away?
It's not easy for me to come across a major case and have the opportunity to solve it.
With his achievements, the opportunity for a permanent position is within reach...
Just then, Mike suddenly unbuttoned one button on his collar and muttered:
"It's getting hotter and hotter, it's so stuffy!"
As he spoke, he took off his police jacket and unfastened the gunstock from his belt.
He casually tossed everything onto the sofa next to him, wearing only the short-sleeved shirt underneath.
He pulled a cigarette case out of his pocket, didn't even glance at Lu Yiming, and walked straight to the balcony, opening the sliding door.
Lu Yiming's gaze fell on the police uniform that had been carelessly discarded.
The fabric was brown, the epaulets were stiff, and half of the police badge was visible at the edge of the breast pocket.
Lu Yiming watched Mike walk out onto the balcony.
"Thanks."
……
Meanwhile, several police cars with flashing lights were speeding back to Fremont's West Side.
The atmosphere inside the car was extremely oppressive.
The Black police officer in the passenger seat slammed his fist on the car door in frustration.
"FXXK! This subway body reconstruction case—we mobilized so many police officers this time, and he still got away!"
The Asian man in the back seat was on the phone and didn't answer.
He was wearing a crisp khaki uniform with gold olive branches and four stars adorning his epaulets.
He had just put down his phone when he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Hurry up, a major case has occurred in the West District as well."
"Yes, Sir. Chief."
"So many forensic experts and medical professionals couldn't find the problem, yet a police auxiliary officer had to tell us it was murder."
As he said this, he tapped his knee lightly with his fingers and looked out the window.
"Send me the information of this Asian auxiliary police officer. His name is Lu Yiming."