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Section 9
The aftermath is, somehow, over. There was recorded evidence, and although there was a little gap, Judeā€™s explanation was considered sufficiently understandable as circumstantial evidence. When asked by his chief, ā€œSo, this guy talked about his childhood, threatened you, and then stabbed himself in the neck and took his own life?ā€ thereā€™s a small guilt in Judeā€™s heart, who casually replied, ā€œYes.ā€ The police were satisfied that they had solved a terrible incident, and Jude had no major distressā€¦ ā€¦no, it seemed unlikely. It was rather Tim that bothered Jude a lot. Tim, who had been running after hearing about his partner on the cell phone, shrieked as soon as he found out that he was safe, and this freaked Jude out.
ā€œAre you stupid?! If you had guessed, you should have come with me, why put yourself in such a place alone!ā€
ā€œHuh? Ah, so, Timā€¦ā€
ā€œAre you the only detective? Are you the only detective? Was I that unreliable? Is that why you went alone?ā€
ā€œNo, Tim, itā€™s not like thatā€¦ā€
Staring at his angry partner, Jude scratched his cheek and said in an unkind, intimidating voice.
ā€œOh, Iā€™m sorry, I was just going to record the evidence, but I didnā€™t know it was going to change all of a sudden, and I thought Iā€™d better go by myselfā€¦ Well, and, you know, if you think of him as the culprit, youā€™re going to be too nice, and honest, so youā€™re going to make it obvious, and if we both go, weā€™re going to put too much pressure on him to turn aroundā€¦ā€¦I didnā€™t mean anything bad.ā€
Looking at Jude for a long time, Tim sighed like a parent with a troubled child, then reached out his big, greasy hand and flicked at Judeā€™s forehead. ā€œNext time, just let me know whatā€™s going on. If you donā€™t come back after a long time, Iā€™ll go as backup.ā€ Jude smiled feeling a little sorry and nodded.
On a slightly cloudy and steaming day, it was nice to be able to close the case and relax with the coffee and sandwiches in your hands, but one voice lingered in his ears. A quiet blue-gray eyes voice, not a despondent and deranged self-confession of the criminal.
Where thereā€™s an interesting sense of murder.
ā€œIn the end, what you want is a stimulusā€¦ā€
In a slightly sleepy voice, he murmured a word insignificantly, and Jude bit the sandwich down.
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-It wasnā€™t much later that Jude was swept away by the so-called ā€˜interesting sense of murder.ā€™
It is of course rare for a serial killer to remain in the dark and not be left as an important character in a book of criminal psychology. However, there are certainly serial killers who commit murders secretly and in quiet, inconspicuous ways. In addition, their methods are very diverse, and when they are attracted to one particular method, they are very obsessed with it. There are various methods of murder, such as poisoning, strangulation, and smashing, but what is certain is that there is no such thing as humane murderā€¦ā€¦
-Hello.
Of course, Iā€™m still traveling. I think itā€™s true that traveling is better than staying at home. Thereā€™s a lot more to see and a lot more fun things to do. Rather, itā€™s better now than before. I have a better appetite now. I think Iā€™ve found something more interesting these days, so Iā€™m just watching. I hope it doesnā€™t turn boring too early. Iā€™m hoping youā€™ll have more fun than the guy you used to be, but I donā€™t know. I havenā€™t seen you for a while, so I wonder how you are. Letā€™s meet sometime if you donā€™t mind. Of course, I will have to pick it up from my side. I still donā€™t hate you being a detective. Then, Iā€™ll write to you again.
ā€“ Alvin Jones.