mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 9 Your business scope is quite broad.
Chapter 9 Your business scope is quite broad.
Lu Yiming looked at the words with disgust.
What would I do with this thing? Steal Fremont police motorcycles?
Che Guevara: @Lu Yiming, you still say you didn't cheat?! What, it's you again?!
Lu Yiming: Can't I just sit on the router and get a faster internet speed?
Che Guevara: I'm going to ask the group admin to kick you out!
Lu Yiming's heart skipped a beat. Group owner?
He opened the group owner's profile.
The group owner's profile picture was completely black, and his nickname consisted of only one letter—X.
There is no personal information, no attributes, and no activity.
Lu Yiming didn't remember seeing a legendary criminal named X in any of the movies or TV shows he had watched.
Who exactly is the person who can bring together madmen like Hannibal and Moriarty?
Before he could figure it out, someone tagged him again.
Chemist Lao Bai: @Lu Yiming, aren't you a murderer? What are you doing robbing people again?
Che Guevara: Exactly, exactly, your business scope is quite broad.
Lu Yiming smiled slightly; the show was about to begin.
Lu Yiming: They were short of money and were planning to run away, so they robbed the pharmacy where I worked. Why not take advantage of it?
Zhang San, the outlaw: Robbery in China carries a sentence of more than ten years.
Zodiac Killer: I suggest you delve deeper into the murder mystery genre.
Hwaseong Serial Killer: Exactly, robbery is a dead end, mysn't it.
Bank robber king Dillinger: @ZodiacKiller @HwaseongSerialKiller Pah! Hick! Don't talk nonsense if you've never seen anything like this.
Bank robber king Dillinger: @Lu Yiming, why did you only rob a pharmacy? Are you even interested in banks?
North America's No. 1 jungler: Bro, where did you get this? Help me out.
Che Guevara: I don't believe anyone's that crazy, daring to rob someone right after killing them. Show me the pictures.
Lu Yiming's mouth was practically stretched to his ears with a grin; such a good straight man is hard to find these days.
You shouldn't steal electric bikes; you should go to Deyun Society.
Lu Yiming: You think I'll just send them because you want me to? Let's see how capable you are by sending two red envelopes first.
Che Guevara: Didn't you just steal my post?!
Lu Yiming: I stole it by my own skill, so it doesn't count.
Che Guevara: I'll beep...
Before he could finish speaking, a red light flashed on the screen.
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre killer shared a red envelope (a digital gift of money).
The cover of the red envelope features an old chainsaw stained with dark red blood.
[The Red Envelope Assistant has automatically grabbed red envelopes for you]
[Congratulations on successfully acquiring: Flesh Saw (Texas Chainsaw Massacre's exclusive ability) 60 seconds]
In this desolate land, only the roar of chainsaws is the eternal music!
NICE!
Looking at his newly acquired skill, Lu Yiming happily clenched his fist twice.
Texas Chainsaw Massacre: Hurry up! I'm so bored.
Lu Yiming initially wanted to open the photo album to submit his report, but then he thought again that he hadn't yet fully exploited the customers.
It seems to have some oil in it.
He slowly typed out his reply: This skill is useless to me, it's too weak.
Outlaw Zhang San: Damn it, you've really gone too far!
Che Guevara: This is absolutely cheating! I was still spinning it when it was gone.
Texas Chainsaw Massacre: What do you mean? You look down on me? How about you send me your address?
Lu Yiming thought to himself: I wouldn't dare.
Looks like we won't be able to catch any big fish.
Just as he was about to give up, an administrator intervened.
[Food critic Hannibal sent a red envelope.]
The cover of the red envelope is a scalpel.
[The Red Envelope Assistant has automatically grabbed red envelopes for you]
Congratulations on successfully securing: Soul Analysis (Hannibal's exclusive ability) for 30 hours!
A forensic doctor can only tell you how someone died, but I can tell you how they lived.
Lu Yiming's pupils dilated in shock!
30 hours! This is the longest-lasting red envelope campaign to date!
Outlaw Zhang San: Holy crap! Chang Wei! You still say you didn't cheat?!
John the Bible Killer: Such a big red envelope! Mads Mikkelsen is so generous.
Lu Yiming ignored the group's screams and was overjoyed.
That's Hannibal's anatomical skill!
With this, wouldn't autopsies and investigations be a piece of cake?
With excellent learning ability and an open mind, one might be able to acquire some medical knowledge!
Solving cases solely through criminal chat groups is insufficient; it must be combined with real-world context. The previous profiling of Hannibal Lecter was flawed.
You can't rely on anyone but yourself.
Lu Yiming was very satisfied and typed back: Thank you, Uncle Ba.
He also included a picture of himself and Mike robbing a CVS pharmacy, carefully cropping out the police car.
Jack the Ripper: Well, you really are a heinous criminal.
Professor Moriarty: You're very clever; this makes it difficult for the police to locate you.
Chemist Lao Bai: Do you have phenylacetone and pseudoephedrine? I'd like to buy some from you.
Lu Yiming's lips curled into a smirk; he dared not sell it.
squeak--!
Just then, a sudden screech of brakes was heard!
The immense inertia caused Lu Yiming's head to slam hard against the seat in front of him.
"Damn it! Officer Rockefeller! Are you even capable? Should I take over?" Lu Yiming cursed, rubbing his forehead.
In the rearview mirror, Mia looked exhausted with dark circles under her eyes: "Sorry... I haven't slept for three days, I just took a nap."
Hearing this, Lu Yiming didn't dare to complain anymore and silently tightened his seatbelt.
A dog's life is important.
"What's going on? Is that subway case complicated?"
Mia glanced at him, remained silent for a few seconds, and seemed to really want to confide in someone.
"Even the president is involved in that case, with a 30-day deadline. Not only have they failed to catch the person, but they also found another suitcase today..."
Lu Yiming's heart skipped a beat.
He knew about this case; it had become known throughout the United States, with news media reporting on it daily, each headline more sensational than the last.
In a crowded subway station, a suitcase was abandoned in the carriage in full view of everyone.
A black guy thought he could find a bargain, so he unzipped the zipper, only to find a headless female corpse inside.
Most appallingly, the forensic examination results showed:
The torso and limbs actually came from five different victims!
They were stitched together to form a corpse.
Like Frankenstein in Frankenstein, except he's already dead.
The murderer disposed of the body in broad daylight without leaving a trace.
All fingerprints were deliberately smoothed out, and hair was shaved off.
The police have laid a massive dragnet and repeatedly increased the reward, but so far they haven't even caught a glimpse of the murderer.
Even the identities of these five victims could not be confirmed.
"Were the bodies discovered this time also pieced together? Are they from the same five people last time?"
Mia nodded indignantly. "But it's a little different..."
"What's different?"
Why should I tell you...?
Well, I've been offered a warm welcome but received a cold shoulder.
"I won't ask anymore. You should also take care of yourself and get some rest."
Mia scoffed, "How many girls have you said that to?"
Lu Yiming was taken aback; there was a hint of jealousy in those words.
If you're not the eldest sister, who are you? Is this any of your business?
Then he realized something was wrong.
Forty minutes have passed since I left the Municipal Bureau.
The nearest hospital is only a ten-minute drive away.
The street scene outside the window is becoming increasingly unfamiliar, and the streetlights are becoming sparse.
"Hey, hey, hey, where are you taking me?"
"We don't have any grudges, do you? You're not planning to drag me to some secluded place and bury me there, are you...?"