Zhao Lin frowned. The killer had struck five times in the same area. Was it confidence or madness?
"Is there anything different from the previous times?"
The coroner shook his head. "It's hard to tell right now. We'll have to take the body back for a more thorough examination."
However, he then added, "If I had to point out one difference from the other times, it's that this body has more injuries."
"Look... Before killing the victim, the murderer crushed her left scapula, broke three of her ribs, and inflicted other wounds."
'What a sicko...' Zhao Lin sucked in a cold breath and looked up, scanning the crowd at the scene.
They say killers like to return to the scene of the crime. 'Could he be in this crowd right now?'
Zhao Lin lowered his gaze and focused all his hearing, carefully distinguishing the breathing, voices, and footsteps of everyone present.
After a long while, he slowly shook his head.
