In the unusually quiet basement, there is only a dim small lamp, and the light sets off the scene inside a little weirdly. On the right is a tool cabinet with a variety of tools hanging from the outside, as if their owner is an all-purpose craftsman who can use anything. Hand hammers, pliers, screwdrivers are just a few!

Immediately to the left of the tool cabinet is a large display shelf. It's two meters wide,

The height is about one meter eight. One by one, there are transparent glass jars. And each glass jar is soaked in potion with nine neat fingers.

Suddenly, there was a sobbing sound in the air, but in the corner of the basement, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old was crying. But he couldn't do anything but cry, and the steel railing, like a beast's cage, made him curl up inside.

"Squeak!". The door above the basement side opened, and there was the sound of footsteps descending the stairs with the sound of "Knock Knock!", but to the boy's ears, the footsteps sounded like a hammer hitting his already restless heart. He was even so frightened that he unconsciously held back his tears.

The man who walked in tilted his head, looked at the caged bird under his sight, and said in a calm tone, "Have you thought about it?"

"Please!". The boy's chest heaved and he said in a trembling voice, "I don't want to ...... like this."

But the man interrupted him impatiently, and said, "Is it so difficult to make a choice? You can choose between losing your finger after losing your life, and losing your life after losing your judgment, but if you choose the latter, you can live longer!"

There was a sudden silence in the basement, and the boy didn't know why this man had only given him these two choices, but today was the deadline, and he didn't have time to wait: twenty minutes later......

The boy gasped for breath from tension in his chest, but he still resolutely stretched out his arm from the steel cage towards the crooked man: the crooked man smiled as if complimentingly, and gently extended a knife to the trembling but unflinching arm......

O'Sullivan and Henry looked at Sean dumbfounded. The latter is indicative,

He looked at the two of them separately and said, "Don't be nervous! I'm not talking about you." ”。

"Damn!" O'Sullivan took a breath and said, "Sean, you're making me nervous!"

Henry waited for Sean to finish speaking, crossed his waist and circled the ground twice, and said, "I guess my heart is already two hundred beats per minute!"

"I'm sorry if it upset you!". Sean shrugged his shoulders and said, "But what I say is the truth!".

"What, you mean that the Thumb Killer is a police officer?"

O'Sullivan also added a sentence next to him, saying: "Or understand the internal situation of the police......

Ding! Super Sense Skill activated.

"That's right!". Sean said, "So it's just the three of us who know about it now! ”。

"But Sean!". O'Sullivan said, "What the hell do you judge? It's because of these footprints."

Henry nodded and said seriously: "The matter is related to the internal investigation of the police, this is a very trivial matter!

"Of course. ”。 Sean smiled and said, "Actually, you can also think of this, to put it bluntly, it's worthless." As he spoke, he pointed to his feet and continued, "Whether it's a computer, a footprint, a car, or even this person... What is his purpose?".

"Seems to be playing tricks on us!" Hum Li said without hesitation.

"You're right!". Sean said: "There are a lot of serial killers who take pleasure in killing,

But this thumb killer is different, except for a thumb marker, he pursues the perfect modus operandi! What he pursues is no clue. If you look back at the dossier about him, you will understand this!".

Then Sean spoke in a more affirmative tone, saying: "This can be seen from his discarded thumb as a mark, you can see his psychology: in the first case, the broken thumb was obviously torn, but the last thumb we found, the cut is neat, in addition to showing that he is becoming more and more proficient, he is still a guy who is constantly pursuing progress and perfection! Such a person will definitely ask himself not to leave any clues when committing a crime!"

"But those thumbs are a clue in themselves!" O'Sullivan said.

"Yes, such people usually have a problem!". "They look like normal people, but when he's alone, he lives in his own world, where he's the king! He appreciates himself! He thinks he's amazing," Sean said. If I put it bluntly, it's very sullen!, but it's very extreme!".

Sean lit a noble cigarette, puffed out a puff of smoke, and said, "And such a man is very eager to be admired by others, and after the crime, the body is gone, and the traces are gone, who can know himself?

These footprints are also ....... Instead, O'Sullie was said to be confused by Sean.

"I mean to let you understand his psychology. ”。 Sean said, "He's not going to do anything to play the police at this battery factory! So this place, I think, has nothing to do with the Thumbkiller!

"Huh?" Hum Li was stunned for a moment, and said, "Probably!".

Ding!Psychopathy is activated, depending on the object of action......

But after Henry said this, he saw that Sean was still looking at him with a smile, so he frowned and said, "Sean, what do you mean?"

"I mean, everything in this place is the work of a man who admires him! Sean said with an eyebrow raised.

"Are you kidding?" said Humley, looking a little angry.

O'Sullivan on the side also looked at him in surprise, but he was a little unsure.

"Now is not the time to joke!". Sean said, "You're actually a fan of Thumb Killer!".

"Sean, if you say that again, I will definitely go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to complain about you!"

"It's pretty good!". Sean looked at him and said, "You were ready to sacrifice yourself for your idol from the beginning, why are you holding back now!".

"FKYOU!" Henry yelled.

"Neuville will wake up tomorrow!".

Sean said quickly and affirmatively, "Also, borrow me your mouth OP game console to play!"

O'Sullivan was confused from beginning to end, he knew that Sean was very good, but Henry was also his colleague. He didn't even know who to believe. But just after Sean said two incomprehensible words, Henry's face changed greatly. Then he turned around and ran to the right.

Although O'Sullivan couldn't believe this qiē just now, could he still not understand it at this moment? He immediately drew his pistol and chased after him.

Sean's reaction was even faster than him, almost at the first time, he flicked his legs and chased after him with full explosiveness.

Henry is not yet thirty years old this year, and his physical condition is also very good, but it depends on who he is compared with, and O'Sullivan is between the best, but Sean's tall legs and long legs have been blessed with explosiveness, and his short-distance sprint ability has improved a lot. So before Henry could run twenty meters, he was already chased by Sean.

Looking at Sean's fierce pounce, he hugged Henry, and the two of them fell to the ground with a "bang" of the center of gravity of their bodies in the air. But after Sean "grunted" on the ground for two laps, he used his excellent explosive power to control his body and ride directly behind Henry. With both hands, he grabbed his arm and twisted it backwards.

At this time, O'Sullivan also came to him. Without saying a word, he took out the hand pin and reversed Henry.

"You should have confessed it! As he spoke, Sean stood up from him and grabbed his arm with one hand, pulling him up.

Although he personally sold Henry, O'Sullivan was still a little incredulous and said, "Sean, what the hell is going on?".

"We'll talk about it later!". Sean said.

Western Police Station, Interrogation Room......

Sean and O'Sullivan sat across from Henry, and the latter was still a bit of a fluke.

Some looked at Sean and O'Sullivan brightly.

A police officer is a fan of the Thumb Killer, and this news is sensational, but fortunately, this operation against the battery factory is a secret arrest, so the media, which has always had a keen sense of smell, did not smell anything this time.

But the Eastwood chief, who had come from his home in person, was now sitting in the interrogation room. Watch the real-time surveillance footage.

"Say it, Henry!". Sean stared into the other's eyes and said, "Your console was just handed over to Banobi!".

On the way back to the police station, Henry finally persuaded himself of luck, but was directly destroyed by this sentence.

"You didn't draw your gun when you fled!". Sean said, "So Henry, all you have to do now is get things out there?".

"He doesn't like challenges!" Hum Li was silent for a while, then said, "So I appreciate that!".

Sean listened and said, "And then you're hooked on the thumb killer?"

"Yes!" said Hum Li as if to himself, "so I decided to help him!

Henry's tone became low, as if in remembrance, and he said, "You read it from Neuville's testimony, right?"

Sean nodded, and said, "Not exactly! It wasn't until not long ago! I didn't know until all the factors were combined! Because during the interrogation of Neuville, you and several other police officers took turns to do it;

And tonight's chat room, and the secret arrest, only a few people know! Remember what I said? When the impossibility of one thing is ruled out, the rest is no matter how incredible it is, but that's what it is. So there must be something wrong with the police! That is, there must be a problem among those of us who know about the arrest! But after Theresa brought in Banobi, you disappeared all morning. Before we acted, you were still fiddling with the console. Actually, Henry, you know you're going to get caught, don't you?

As it is. You've got an accomplice, right?,...。

"......," Henry sighed as he listened to Sean's tone. I know that even if I am clever, I can't hide it, because as long as Banobi finds the remote control program from the game console, it is almost equivalent to nailing himself, and his home, with some clippings of the thumb killer You can say that you are researching the case at home, but after the remote control on the comprehensive game console, the spearhead can only be pointed at himself: Henry reached out and took the cigarette handed by Sean, took a puff, and said: "A year ago, I found out that this thumb killer is simply the embodiment of perfection. But at first he wasn't, like you said, you can see that from the broken thumb that was discarded, and every time he improved after that, I became more and more interested in him. In each case, except for the thumb, there is not even the slightest clue, which is simply perfect. It's just that a few of these cases were characterized as imitations after you came, but that made me even more fascinated!"

O'Sullivan swiped the little bit of the record, and the Eastwood Director and Theresa and others next door also listened carefully.

"Isn't it fascinating that even even the imitation of the crime has only been solved today?" said Humley, "If it were not for your intervention, I believe he would have become a legend, and he would have appeared on the cover of Time magazine like Dr. Hannibal, and only replaced it with a mysterious silhouette! Because no one knows who he is! But you have solved related cases one after another, and I feel in danger. I even felt like a thumbkiller for a moment, so I decided to give him a hand!"

At this point, Henry made a convincing expression and said, "I want you to move your target elsewhere!, but I'm not sure if that will convince you, but I know I need to do something for him!"

"Who are your accomplices?". Sean still asked with a blank look.

Henry looked at Sean and said, "His name is Pol, Carrey! ”。

Sean nodded and said, "Where is he?".

"You can use your reasoning machine to reach him!" Hum Li said with a smile.

Sean nodded when he heard this, turned around and patted O'Sullivan on the shoulder, and said, "I'll leave the rest to you!"

"No problem!". O'Sullivan looked at Henry's eyes with a little pity.

Sean emerged from the interrogation room and entered the cubicle. Eastwood looked at Sean with complicated eyes and said, "He's been a police inspector here for three years!"

"Maybe he's a good detective、,。 Sean said.

Eastwood shook his head a little regretfully and said, "Does the Thumb Killer have nothing to do with him?".

"At the moment, it seems that he just wants to have something to do with the Thumb Killer, but the latter doesn't know about his existence! "But this thumb killer, like I said, has a bit of a dull and inconspicuous personality, but now it's impossible to say whether he's still a Muslim or not!"

"What's the best way to do it?". Eastwood asked.

"I've got an idea, I'm going to have a little meeting with the task force, do you want to attend?

Sir?". Sean said.

"So what are you waiting for?". Eastwood said.

O'Sullivan and Wayne remained in the interrogation room, while the rest returned to the Serious Crime Unit.

It's already ten o'clock in the evening, and they know that if they catch the thumbkiller earlier, they can relax earlier, and besides, it's not like they haven't worked overtime before.

They all sat down, and even Eastwood sat nearby, listening.

Sean took down some photos of wanted criminals on the clipboard, and then said: "Colleagues, after my analysis of the thumb killer in the past few days, as well as these things that have happened, I have made a comprehensive judgment!." ”。

Ding! Super Sense Skills are activated by substituting characters, and psychological investigation techniques are activated!

With that, he began to put it on the clipboard, and said as he wrote, "Number one, the thumb killer is a local!." Second, this man has a mediocre personality, but he is very proud inside, otherwise he would not have discarded the victim's thumb: third, the thumb killer lives alone, and judging by the modus operandi and the sophistication of the crime, he would not be less than thirty years old. But certainly not more than forty!".

No one in the crowd raised objections for the time being, so Sean continued to say slowly: "Such a person has a simple life, no girlfriend, and he will not fight back if he is bullied, but people who know him will think that he is a good person." ”。

Sean gradually took on the role and said slowly: "Not easy to get angry, but has its own bottom line, once triggered, it will no longer be able to clean it up!: There are certain quirks, there should be a basement or yard at home, because throwing corpses will be discovered, and the best way to hide corpses may be near his own home, and this habit should be developed after he committed the first crime: he likes to be alone! He will know the actions of the patrol officers from some channel." It is estimated that there may be a radio station that can receive the police channel......

Sean spoke more and more slowly, his eyes were a little stunned to outsiders, and even his voice became much quieter, and he said slowly: "Based on the above situation, he should live on the outskirts of the city, or similar to the slum ...... on the northeastern edge of the city."

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