A few minutes later, they arrived at Terrence's office. Her boss was on the phone as usual. He motioned for them to come in, and glanced at the professor curiously.

Terrence hung up the phone, "It's a call from the newspaper." ”

This Brittany m......

Katyusha said, "Terrence, this is Professor Carter, and he's here to help us."

The two shook hands warmly. "Did you finish? In what way?"

"Computer."

"That's your profession? Consultants?" Terrence let the question hang there, like a glider made of balsa wood hanging over the heads of the three of them. Katyusha sensed what he meant, and was about to say that Carter had volunteered to make time, when the professor said, "I spend most of my time teaching. But, yes, I'll do a little bit of counseling, Mr. Terrence. It's true that most of my money is made by doing consulting. You know, professors don't make a lot of money, but I can make $300 an hour as a consultant. ”

"Ahh Terrence looked surprised, "That's so much per hour, really?"

Carter stayed there for a long time with a blank face before adding, "I am very happy that I have volunteered to help an organization like yours for free." So help you guys, I'll shred the check. ”

Katyusha almost bit her cheek to keep herself from laughing, and in her opinion, Carter is indeed an excellent psychoanalyst; He sensed the pettiness with which Terrence was clutching his purse, and dissolved it—and lost no time in humoring. It was the performance that showed her, and Katyusha noticed it because she was the only one in the audience.

"It's getting crazier, Katyusha. We received more than a dozen reports of killers loitering in the backyard. Several of them had already gone off the beaten track and shot at the intruders, taking them for the killers. Oh, and there's even more media coverage. ”

Katyusha became alert, "More?" Terrence raised his hand, "It's an accident that happened in the last few weeks. None of the dates are announced. But the press did a lot of it. Even the headquarters heard it. He nodded into the telephone.

"So how far have we come?"

Katyusha reported to him about her meeting with William, the events that had taken place at his parents' house, and her opinion of the boy. "This boy is really worth paying attention to."

"But you didn't bring him?" Terrence asked, frowning his shoulders. "There's not a good reason yet. Hugh is looking for some physical evidence to see if he can link him to the crime scene. ”

"Are there no other suspects?"

"Nope."

"How the hell did a kid running around on a bicycle do such a thing?"

Katyusha points out that the local gangs, which are mainly centered in and around the Heart of the Sea, have been harassing people for years, and some members are much smaller than William.

Carter went on to add: "We also found out about him that he was obsessed with video games. Young people who are good at playing video games have learned a set of fighting and escape techniques. One of the questions that recruiters in the military ask a conscriptee is how much time he spends playing video games; Other things being equal, they tend to recruit that gamer. ”

Terrence asked, "What about motivation?"

Katyusha explained to her boss that if William was the murderer, the motive might be that she was bullied online and wanted revenge.

"Being bullied online," Terrence said, with a serious face, "I've seen reports of this." ”

"You see?" Katyusha asked.

"Yes, there was a nice article on it in the Mainichi Shimbun last week."

"It's a hot topic now." Carter said.

"Is that enough for him to be violent?" Terrence asked.

Kart nodded and continued, "He was forced to do nothing. Posts and rumors spread.

Later, it also developed into physical bullying.

Someone uploaded a video of him on YouTube. ”

"What video?"

"It's a way to bully people online. Someone walked up to William at the Burger King and pushed him, and he stumbled, which embarrassed him, and the other accomplices next to him waited to take a picture of the scene with their phones and upload it. So far, the number of hits has reached 200,000. ”

Just then, a small, unsmiling man emerged from the conference room and walked through the hallway into Terrence's office. He noticed the two guests, but didn't pay much attention to them.

"Terrence." He said in a baritone voice.

"Oh...... Katyusha, this is Scott," Terrence said, "from the prosecutor's office." This is Inspector Katyusha of the Special Operations Group. ”

The man walked into the room and shook her hand firmly, but kept it at arm's length, as if to avoid making her think he was currying favor with her.

"Jon......" Terrence tried to recall.

"Carter."

Scott glanced absently at the professor and did not speak.

It was not clear from his face that Scott was thinking, his black hair was neatly trimmed, and he was wearing a conservative navy blue suit and white shirt with a red and blue striped tie and a flag badge pinned to the lapels of his suit. The neckline was very crisp, but she noticed a few white threads at the end of the neckline. He is still working as a full-time city prosecutor, and his colleagues have long since left to work alone, and they have already made a lot of money. In her opinion, he is also in his early 50s.

"What's the business trip to Monterrey?" She asked.

"Come and do a lot of case evaluation work." That's all there is to it.

Robert? Scott is one of those people who feels comfortable being silent if they don't have anything to say. Katyusha also believed that she sensed concentration in his face, a sense of commitment to the mission. Despite the fact that the case analysis work meant what a mission it meant, she had no way of knowing.

He gave her a quick look. She was used to being scrutinized, but usually by the suspects; Scott's scrutiny was unsettling, as if she had the key to solving a major mystery for him.

He said to Terrence, "I'm going out for a few minutes, Terrence." It would be great if you could keep the door locked at all times. ”

"Absolutely. If there's anything else, tell me. ”

Scott nodded coldly and walked away, pulling his phone in his pocket as he went.

"Where did he come from?" Katyusha asked.

"The special prosecutor who was transferred from the state. Assigned by superiors"

It is assigned by the state attorney general.

"Come and cooperate. He wanted to know about our case. Maybe something is wrong in an important area, and he needs to see how busy we are. He also spent some time in the sheriff's office. The guy couldn't figure it out, didn't know how to talk to him, tried a few jokes, but it didn't work. ”