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CRIME BOOK 101 A Beautiful Day
……Time elapsed. In the end, the cold winds left the city of Bayward and the seasons changed. Dry leaves fall into a small stream with clear water flowing along the road behind the apartment area. The warm air blows again, pedestrians enjoy the warm and fresh air in the morning along the comfortable pedestrian road with many large trees growing neatly on the side of the road, forming a dividing line with the main road. The balance of nature and technology united in a harmonious relationship supports the progress of the times and without sacrificing human comfort as the main occupants. The big city of Bayward stands strong with the sun reflecting beautifully from the tip of the tallest building standing in the middle of the city.The sound of busy streets could be heard clearly as soon as Sam and Dakota left the apartment building. Sam, with a beaming face, drove the vehicle smoothly out of the building's parking area. Dakota sat beside him, with his eyes behind his clear glasses busy
CRIME BOOK 101 New Case Come In
Rina approached Sam's table. “Bos” Sam lifted his head and nodded at Rina, who had just returned from investigating the death of a middle-aged woman in her home. The woman was alone, with no witnesses and no evidence of violence so far. She was discovered by a neighbor who had come to collect neighborhood fees but had not seen her for days. Eventually, another resident peered through a window and found the victim seated on the sofa in the living room, with the TV on. However, the woman's face was discolored, and there were numerous flies present. "So, what do the victim's families say?" Sam asked. Rina gave him a tablet containing the statements she had gathered from the victim's family and neighbors "The victim typically attends bingo every Friday night, but she has been absent for the past two weeks. Additionally, she did not attend a religious activity at the housing complex where she volunteers, and did not provide any notice of her absence. The committee chairman went to her
CRIME BOOK 101 Opening
“Shutt” a whispering voice, amidst the darkness of the night where all that could be seen was a faint light from the chandelier in the center of the room, a small room filled with various heavy equipment such as spears and fishing hooks. "Umm" There was a muttering voice, holding back tears, a mouth tightly gagged with a dark cloth, maybe red. A pair of eyes staring in fear, a woman's eyes, still complete with eye ornaments that were faded by her tears "Hu hu .." her crying voice was muffled and sounded trembling. A tall, large figure, dressed in black resembling a raincoat approached, carrying a horrible tool which still drenched with blood dripping to the floor. "Ummm! Ummm!!” Heartbreaking screams, even with gagged mouths still sound terrible. The floor floated as if on a boat, the lights above the hanging ceiling made the light sway, and no matter how loud the screams. No one could hear them, the place was quiet on the edge of the pier, dark, without other signs of life. .
CRIME BOOK 101 Case 00
"Clang!" The sound of the metal door grinding against the frigid floor echoed through the confined space. In the dimly lit and chilly room, measuring three by three with barely any visible light, only a faint glow seeped in through the barred holes near the ceiling. This was one of the isolation cells in a highly secure prison, designed to keep the most dangerous individuals away from society. The warden pushed open the door and stepped inside. There sat the prisoner, handcuffed in a corner. Despite the maximum security, this person was kept secluded from the lights and commotion, still bound by handcuffs. A sly smirk could be sensed from the person seated within the feeble illumination as two officers pulled them, still in handcuffs, out of the room. "Let's go!" the officers commanded. The prison was meticulously designed to thwart any escape attempts, featuring multiple layers of security guards and ubiquitous CCTV surveillance. That afternoon, Dakota was joined by Thomas, a
CRIME BOOK 101 a Package
Shortly thereafter, at the imposing entrance of the high-level prison, Dakota and Thomas were accompanied by Warden Carlos, who guided them through the gates. Curiosity got the better of Thomas, and he inquired about the reason for the mad man's confinement in solitary. "What did he do to end up in solitary? He seems to relish it," Thomas asked Carlos, who held a supervisory position a few levels below the chief. Carlos explained, "He challenged a fellow inmate who's serving a life sentence here. Rather than merely defending himself, this guy went berserk. With just a plastic fork, he fearlessly stabbed the much larger prisoner, almost as if it was effortless. If no one had intervened, he might have finished the man off without breaking a sweat." Thomas couldn't help but smirk at the thought of Dakota's audacity. "He's a real madman, isn't he? Does anyone else dare to confront him?" he inquired. With a sinister smile, Carlos responded, "Hehe, I doubt anyone will dare to even cr
CRIME BOOK 101 My Hand For You
The sun has just sparked at the huge metal beam at the building construction site. The camera shutter dominates the scene. Sam approached Emma who was first arriving, as usual. A charred body was found by the construction foreman as he started his shift that morning, hanging from the end of the crane with the big chain, still with a slight smoke billowing from its black body. Several officers from the police had to use special security equipment to retrieve the body. Even after getting close, they were still struggling because the chains binding the body were still hot from the burning residue. Sam shook his head. "Heh they are so innovative huh, doing the killing in such a spectacular way, amazing, what is this some kind of competition?" Emma took a deep breath, she'd been wearing her latex gloves a while now, but the poor body was still hanging there. "You think this is some kind of competition?" "Well if it's not, then what? Once a week there are strange and saddest killin
CRIME BOOK 101 Over Cooked
Autopsy room. Emma pulled off the cover, the poor body so charred that it wasn't clear whether it was a woman or a man. The bones were almost visible with blackened flesh like overcooked steak. A preliminary check showed it was female. Her whole body was blackened, some bones were even visible between the flesh that had almost turned to charcoal. Her eyes widened as if they were about to fall from the socket. The eyelids were burnt out, the poor eye screamed as if it witnessed the second her life ripped from her body. Her hands were still in the initial position, both in a tied position over her head. That's what Emma and other coroners were trying to fix at least to make its position back to normal before the follow-up autopsy was carried out. Smoke was still slightly rising from between the bones as if it was overcooked meat. Sam entered with Dakota. Emma approached with her note sheet with the data she had collected. "This is the report result about the body from Rina before
CRIME BOOK 101 A Consultant
"Erm well, that's what I thought too Dax," said Sam. Dakota looked at the board carefully, every picture in front of him might give them a very important clue. "Heh, the actor wants to show how he can put on such a big show and how they managed to end it perfectly, they are even willing to do dangerous things to show how high their confidence level is, the thing is, in this world, there is no such as a perfect crime" " I know! It's like one of the titles of your lectures, that is very famous, right? I've watched the video over and over again, it's really cool, Prof, eh Dakota" exclaimed Rina. Sam turned to Rina, frowning asking what the young woman meant. "Which video?" "That' one, the title is 'no crime is perfect' so in lecture Dakota gave examples of some tough murder cases that were almost unsolvable, but even though no culprit was found, the crime was still imperfect, because some evidence was left, only it will take time for the real culprit to be caught, and as time goes o