", why is it so late? Heaven forbid, you won't be targeted by that madman. "The police chief of the Metropolitan came out of the hospital, and when he broke his finger before, he was also tested for fatty liver and was examined until midnight.

"Damn, you can't call someone to pick me up." The director took out his mobile phone, looked at it, and put it back in his pocket because he was worried about face.

The chief whistled on the way back to the police station, and there was a sound of clattering footsteps behind the chief, and the chief's whistle began to become cramped.

"Damn, shit, shit." The director listened to the sound of footsteps approaching, and the director began to run, and the footsteps were far and near, and the director kept running.

"Got rid of it?" The director leaned against the wall, looked behind him, and saw no figure, and the director stood directly in place and began to gasp for breath.

"I'm sorry, Director, I found you." A cold hand slapped the director on the shoulder, and the director turned his head to see a pale face with a huge smile.

"I, I'm going to give up the hunt for you, I just hope you don't kill me." The director crouched on the ground, begging the clown to wrap around.

"Director, people, inherently dead, you should have caught a lot of criminals, so you should understand this truth better." The clown smiled and handed the chief a sprayer.

"I've got other things to do, so do it yourself." The clown laughed and left the factory.

"Are you leaving?" The director looked up, looked around, and saw no one, so he got up and stomped on the sprayer, intending to leave the factory.

"Knock knock" Heavy footsteps came from behind the director, and the director turned around and saw that a pair of hands directly held the director's head, "Click".

The doll carved letters into the director's stomach and dragged it out into the street.

"It's done, isn't it?" The clown returns to the factory and then leaves the factory with the doll.

"Really, although it's not too heavy, and it smells a little fishy, this dress still needs some freshener." Little Scandal sniffed his suit, pinched his nose and complained.

Early the next morning, a body was found from the beach in the metropolis, and it was found by several children who had come to the beach to play.

"Another one, what's the situation? Why did you change it to in the sea this time? Copycats? "Already the police looked at the swollen corpse, which had been blistered.

"It doesn't look like he was killed the night before." After the coroner's autopsy, he got up and said to several people.

"What's the situation, are you sure?" After hearing this, the police officer immediately got up and asked the coroner, who looked at the body, shook his head and said.

"Not sure, but in terms of probability, it's more likely that it was soaked in water four or five days ago." After the coroner finished speaking, he had the body taken back to the police station.

"That said, this thing could have died before the first one appeared, right?" The officer said to the coroner, who nodded.

"That said, the body hasn't been found today, has it?" The police officer drove the car towards the police station, and the coroner sighed and nodded.

"Damn, that's a little different from the rules he set." The officer angrily slammed the steering wheel.

"It doesn't seem to be of the same nature as this serial killing, because there is only one hole in the body." The coroner recalled the situation on the body, and the officer sighed after listening.

"We can't catch the prisoner, we can't see the madman's thoughts, so we'll have to find another body." The officer said to the coroner.

"Why hasn't the director come until now, doesn't he take this serial murder case very seriously?" The officer thought for a moment and said to the coroner.

"I don't know, he should be at home, after all, it won't take long if he breaks a finger." The coroner said that the two went straight back to the police station without much thought.

A report reached some officers in the police station, with details of the bodies found in the morning, followed by the status of other bodies found earlier.

"Damn, there's nothing up there to do." The officer flipped through the file, complained, and then looked up to see a map of the metropolis.

"No, we seem to be able to connect these locations together, a big D." The police saw a link to the now known location of the deceased's death and determined the approximate location of the next deceased.

"Hurry up, go there and see where I think we should be able to find the next body." The officer said to the other officers, but no one paid attention.

"Damn, I'll go myself." The officer got up and went out and drove immediately to the spot in a police car.

"No, what's the situation, why not?" The police drove the car and began to look around until the sheriff's body was found in an alley.

"I found the Chief's body in an alley on the third branch of the Brown Continent." The officer said to the radio station in the police station.

"This is supposed to be a copycat, although there is a smiley face and letters, but he was killed by a broken neck, which is troublesome." The coroner said to the officer after examination.

The officer sighed, rubbed his forehead, looked at the corpse, and muttered complaints.

"Why is this tricky work in my hands?" Several police officers in charge of the serial killings complained at the police station.

"It's so late, let's go back together." Several police officers in the police station who were in charge of sorting out the clown's serial murder case said.

"Believe me, there will always be one of us who will be alone, so we still stay honestly in the police station." A police officer with dark circles said to the young officer who had proposed to go home.

"That's all in it, let's stay at the police station honestly." The other policemen said to him.

The officer who proposed to leave also gave up on going home and honestly stayed at the police station, and one officer seemed to have drunk too much water and went to the toilet.

"What's the situation, this toilet has been replaced with freshener, why is it still a little sleepy?" The police officer who went to the toilet sniffed in the toilet even when it was convenient.

"This, this has a strong taste." The officer opened the window, peeked out, and looked at a small jar on the ground, which the officer leaned forward to reach.

"Get a good night's sleep, officer." A hand reached out in front of the officer, covered the officer's mouth and nose, and after a while the officer fell asleep.

"Looks like you're really tired." The clown slowly dragged the officer out of the toilet and took it away.

"What's the situation, do the police carry guns with them now?" The clown helped the officer's limbs, saw the gun on his waist, pulled it out and looked at it, and said.

"Wake up boy, come and breathe oxygen." The clown smiled and stretched the sprayer in front of the half-asleep officer, who took a puff without thinking much and began to laugh maniacally.

"Why should I draw a D, isn't it good to draw a smiley face?" The Joker asked, pressing the sprayer as he looked at the map of the Met.

"The last one is R, this one should be M" The officer died after a while, skillfully engraving, and after the engraving, the clown dragged him by the hair and threw him outside.

"Sixth, it's still one thing to over, and then you can go to the bat, which is really good." The clown looked at the dead police officer and smiled, and whispered.

"Well, this is the police." Several drunkards came out of the bar, walked on the road and saw the corpse lying on the road, and stumbled.

"I don't know, if the police don't tell us teachers to stay at home, but sit on the side of the road by ourselves."

"I don't know, let's go up and ask?"

"I think it's okay, I haven't drunk with the police yet, so I'll treat him to two bottles when the time comes."

"Hey, brother, why don't you go home and sit here?" A drunkard shoved the officer's body from behind, and the body collapsed.

"No, why is my brother so unresistant, why did he fall, come and I'll help you up." Another drunkard reached out to lift the body up, but something slimy touched his hand.

"No, why did my brother vomit, why does this still smell of blood?" Several drunkards looked at the corpse carefully, swallowed and spit, and called the police station.

"Hey, policeman, we found a corpse here, you guys hurry up and take a look, this is the opposite of Wanglun Bar, come over and have a look, this seems to be a policeman." The drunkard tried his best to explain himself to the police and sat down on the side of the road.