2025-04-02 22:54:15Throwing the police station into chaos gave Luke Sullivan immense satisfaction, but the confusion in his mind didn't stop.
He wasn't sure how he had crossed over into such a normal world. Not only that, what happened to the former Luke whose body he had taken? In this situation, was it possession or reincarnation?
The new memories told him that the Luke Sullivan of this world had the same birthday as him, was born in a small town, had elderly parents, and came from humble beginnings.
They had the same starting point, but as they grew up, they walked two completely different paths in life.
One chose to fight and die in the streets, becoming a gang enforcer; the other excelled in school and graduated from New York University, becoming a respected member of society, and then a police officer.
The irony wasn't lost on him. Before, he was always running from the cops, but now his role had completely reversed. Now he was a cop himself.
"Don't tell me. I'll have to chase down other gangsters with a badge now?" Thinking ahead, he couldn't help but contemplate his future. Now that he had crossed over, what was he supposed to do? Should he quit the force and go back to his old life? Or keep the job, and have a steady paycheck?
After thinking it through, he came to a brilliant decision, "To hell with it all, first things first, let's celebrate this successful crossover by living it up!"
Before his execution, he had spent two whole years in prison. It had been forever since he had lived freely. He wasn't particularly hungry, but there were other desires he needed to satisfy.
So, he hailed a cab, planning to paint the town red. Take care of his urges first; other problems could wait.
The car engine hummed to life, he spotted a pack of cigarettes next to the driver, and took one without asking, placing it between his lips.
The driver was pretty cool about it, even offering his lighter.
He flicked the lighter and lit up. But after just one drag, he started coughing violently like he was choking.
It felt like his lungs were trying to escape, the sensation was incredibly unpleasant.
"Damn!" he cursed to himself. Could it be that the Luke Sullivan of this world had never even smoked before?
Just as he finished that thought, he felt a strange sensation in his mind, followed by a clear, androgynous voice speaking suddenly, "Crime System successfully engaged, randomizing."
"What the hell was that?" He turned to the cab driver, but his blank expression told him he hadn't heard anything.
He suddenly realized only he could hear the voice.
"Enhance your new destiny. You are blessed. Good fortune will come. Take it easy."
The words came quickly and stopped within seconds, returning to silence.
He sat there stunned, unable to remember a single word clearly. "What the hell was that?"
Why were there voices in his head?
'Am I losing it? Wait!' Suddenly, he remembered the first few words, "Crime System!"
"Crime System?! Oh!" He finally remembered where he'd seen this before - in all those reincarnation stories he'd read, there was always some magical system that appeared. With this system, advancement and solving crimes would be a piece of cake!
'Holy... Yes!' He had obtained the Crime Detection System? "But... this Crime Detection System... what exactly does it do?"
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Luke found himself in a bewildering situation. His mind raced, searching for some kind of introduction to this so-called Crime System, but there was nothing. Even the strange voice that had spoken to him moments ago had vanished from his memory.Frustrated, he slapped his head repeatedly, hoping for something to change. "What the hell is this!" he exclaimed.The voice had spoken too quickly for him to catch everything, but he remembered a few words related to the lottery. He wondered if this Crime System was just some kind of lottery system. Had he won the jackpot, or was it the complete opposite?Luke couldn't help feeling disappointed. Even if he had won some sort of system, it was probably the easiest one to win in history.Attempting to smoke, he realized his cigarette had gone out during his violent coughing fit earlier. With a heavy sigh, he delved back into his memories, discovering that the Luke Sullivan of this world was in dire financial straits – living in the police barrac
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Luke Sullivan looked at the woman contemplatively as she smiled and hiccuped, "Sorry handsome, your pick-up line was wasted! Haha, I'm not just some pure and pretty face. I'm not here for a date!"Oh...As soon as she opened her mouth, Luke understood. This woman wasn't some innocent drunk girl – she was here for business.Originally, he was just here to pick up a pretty girl, with no intention to pay for it.Luke thought about changing his target, but felt somewhat bitter. Firstly, she simply stood out too much; no other girls could match her looks. Secondly, everyone else was already paired up, making it hard to engage other women in conversation.Ah!Luke made his decision – as long as it felt good, what's some money! He'd consider it a celebration for successfully crossing over!So, he sat right beside her, continuing the conversation. "Hey beautiful, so those feelings of yours, how much are they?""Ha!" She laughed coldly, readily putting up three fingers, "True love? Priceless.
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Having come to that thought, Luke could no longer sit around. He figured even if he was wrong, he still had to take a look. He put down his beer glass and quickly went in the direction where the male with the designer clothes had run off to.The bar exit was a plain, small steel door, similar to the entrance. Luke rushed out and immediately emerged into a narrow, dark alley.It was already 10:00pm at night, and the alley was deathly quiet. He looked both ways. Using the moonlight, Luke quickly saw the shadow of someone fleeing past on his right."Huh?" He paused for a moment, even more suspicious now. He quickly ran in that direction.Chasing and being chased were both his previous specialties. Not only was Luke fast, but he was also light on his feet, and there was no sound in his pursuit.The shadow had disappeared to another small and dark alley. The alley headed straight towards the parking lot.When Luke walked past a green dumpster, he suddenly saw someone on the ground. It was
The Crime System The First Reward
Luke Sullivan heard the word "reward money" and recalled the investigation unit's rule. Officers who caught criminals would be awarded prize money based on the situation, which would also be recorded in their records, helping with promotions or exams later on.'There's money to be made catching criminals? Good! Good!' The side of Luke's mouth tilted up, and he threw a glance at Vincent. Vincent was unhappy to begin with. Seeing Luke taunt him, he crossed his arms, no longer speaking."The culprit's baton was modified by himself. The voltage goes up to 30,000 volts which can instantly knock a person out!" Detective Priscillia continued, "The culprit's name is unknown. We only know that he is a high school student, but he could've dropped out. Due to the injury, the culprit is currently in the emergency room while under surveillance, and currently cannot be questioned. Mr. Sullivan, your attack was a little too strong!""What? Too strong? You've already said it! A 30,000 volt. How could
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"What the...?" Confused by this sudden explanation, Luke quickly selected the orb again, causing the voice to repeat the description of the Invisibility Eavesdropper device."Detective Sullivan, I added two sugars to your coffee, just how you like it!" Bella called out, mistaking his distant expression for simple enjoyment of his drink.Her voice yanked him back to reality, and the bustling noise of the precinct suddenly felt overwhelming. He needed somewhere quiet to process what was happening. Ignoring Vincent's usual griping and Priscilla's presence, Luke stood up and headed for the door.As he stepped out, he ran straight into Captain Jake Sheldon. They'd never been particularly close, so Luke ducked his head and tried to slip past him.To his surprise, Captain Sheldon blocked his path and asked, "Sullivan, weren't you supposed to be taking a personal day? How'd you end up catching our thief instead?" His expression turned serious. "Level with me here. How did you know they'd show
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Luke Sullivan noticed the kid wearing a dark green cap. The youngster was of average height and skinny, almost like a student. Yet they looked very nervous, as if doing something questionable.'Interesting!' Luke thought. He used to deal with these delinquents often and followed the kid out of curiosity. Despite the youngster being on high alert, constantly checking left and right, Luke was experienced in stealth and avoided all detection.Finally, he followed the kid into a dark corner. There was a tattooed man with dyed blonde hair waiting.The two exchanged no words when they met. The youngster immediately handed the other man some sort of black Game Card, while the blonde pulled out an envelope in exchange.'Huh!?' Luke watched from the sideline. Even an idiot could tell that the two must be making some sort of illegal deal! If he rushed out now, he could definitely catch them red-handed, adding more credit to his criminal catching record.But Luke was used to this sort of activit
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Luke's mind reeled. "Wow... No way?" This had to be the second biggest coincidence in the world. He had just quarreled with the owner of Dalton Fruit Company, and now he'd caught his daughter red-handed in illegal activities. Surely, this couldn't be a mere chance!He couldn't help but attribute this to the Crime System. It had to be involved somehow."Mr. Policeman, sir?" The girl's voice snapped Luke back to reality. She stood obediently before him, too scared to run. "Please, can you let me go? The money... I mean, the stolen fee... I don't want it anymore!"An idea suddenly struck Luke. He hastily returned the envelope to her. "What do you mean you don't want it? Here, take it! It's fine, we're all friends here. No problem at all!""Oh... you..." The girl was shocked. "You know my dad?""Mm... you see," Luke thought quickly, changing tack. "I... I just rented your house! Now that I understand your situation, if it's to save your mother, I can turn a blind edge! Don't worry, carry
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Luke sat up instantly. Lila Davis? Wanting to see him? What could her angle possibly be? Despite himself, he was curious. There were still gaping holes in the story—mysteries left unsolved.After grabbing his coat, Luke made his way to the station.The interrogation room was just as oppressive as he remembered—dim corners soaked in shadow, with a single, merciless bulb spotlighting the prisoner. Luke had been here many times, but never on this side of the table.Lila Davis sat waiting, her arms strapped tightly to the interrogation chair. Her head drooped forward, long tangled hair hiding her face. When she heard Luke’s footsteps, she raised her head slowly.She wasn’t tall. Her face was sharply angled, her skin pale to the point of translucence. She barely looked thirty. If not for the crimes she had committed, she could have passed for an ordinary college student. Yet this woman had done the unthinkable—severing the hands of three victims."I heard you wanted to see me," Luke said,
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Luke Sullivan was still drifting in a semi-conscious haze when the baritone voice of Vincent Parker sliced through the fog like nails on a chalkboard."You’re really something, Luke Sullivan! Such a major thing happened, and I’m the last to know! Do you even consider me your superior anymore?" Vincent’s booming indignation hammered at Luke’s skull. "Sure, I’m not the acting leader, but I’m still your superior! How dare you keep me in the dark? I’m no better than an outsider now! Let me tell you this—if the culprit isn’t caught, none of you will have a peaceful day!"Luke barely mustered the energy to curse Vincent out in his mind. The man’s voice was so obnoxious. Yet, as the anesthetic’s hold on his body slowly ebbed away, a more alarming realization struck him—he couldn’t move. His limbs felt leaden, like he’d been run over by a truck.“Miss Wendy, is Officer Sullivan alright?” a soft, worried voice asked. It was Bella Lane, and her concern was a welcome relief from the shouting.“D
The Close Attack
Hanging up, Luke scrolled through the photos again, searching for anything he might've missed. Then it hit him—the jars under Lila Davis's bed. There was an empty spot, clearly meant for a fourth jar. His gut churned. That jar was for Sophia Young. But where was it now? If it wasn't at her place, had Lila Davis taken it with her?A thought struck him like lightning. Why was Sophia Young even in town? To repair her father's grave. If her flight landed on schedule, she'd likely have gone straight to the graveyard.The graveyard. A secluded spot with no cameras and no witnesses. The perfect place for Lila Davis to strike.Luke's hands tightened around the steering wheel as he sped off. The clock was ticking, and the pieces of this grim puzzle were falling into place. Time to stop a killer.He had never driven a police car before. He didn't even have a driver's license. But Luke Sullivan from his previous life? A different story altogether. Back then, he was a street king. Police stations
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Luke had barely flipped his phone open when Bella Lane's vivacious voice burst through the line. "Luke, what a coincidence! I was just about to call you!" she chirped. "Lily Xavier's private life is a mess. I just saw her go into a hotel with two guys!""What?" he stammered, thrown off guard. He had meant to tell her about what he'd just uncovered at Lila Davis's house, but this? This was unexpected.Before he could gather his thoughts, she cut him off with a laugh. "I'm joking! She's there for a conference. Relax! Kekeke…"Luke sighed, cutting her short to lay everything on the table about what he'd found. The dismembered hands, the chilling clues—everything. By the time he finished, Bella Lane was silent, her usual spunk replaced with stunned disbelief."L-Luke! What do we do next?" she stammered.Good question. What did they do next? Luke wasn't exactly a seasoned cop, and an earth-shattering case like this wasn't something they taught at the academy. He knew they had to lock down
The Ladder of Vengeance
When Luke finally laid eyes on Lila Davis's detailed plan, it all clicked. The methodology was diabolically brilliant. If "vent" was the keyword for Mary Nelson's case, then for Yara Voss's case, it was undoubtedly "ladder." The revelation hit him like a sledgehammer. Lila Davis had used a retractable ladder to bridge the five-meter gap between the building next to Yara Voss's apartment and her home. This wasn't a spur-of-the-moment crime; it was a masterclass in meticulous planning. Months earlier, Lila Davis had scouted the rooftop of the adjacent building, stockpiling food and water to sustain her. On May 23rd, after severing Mary Nelson's hand at the stadium, she didn't return home. Instead, she disappeared into the bustling morning work crowd and made her way to the neighboring building. From there, she ascended to the rooftop and hid. Her entry was ghostlike. She hadn't come through Yara Voss's building but the adjacent one, days in advance. When law enforcement reviewed s
A Real Mastermind
Luke walked over to the bookshelf, his gut telling him this was where the answers lay. The books were arranged perfectly, categorized into literature, science, technology, and—interesting—medical science. His eyes stopped on a section labeled "Medical." Among the titles were books on anaesthesiology and human anatomy. Luke's heart raced. Could this be a clue to Lila Davis's connection to the Maimed Case? Reaching out for one of the books, he heard the old lady gasp. "Officer, why aren't you wearing gloves?"Luke stood in the dimly lit room, the faint smell of old books and lavender air freshener lingering. The elderly woman, with her worn expression and frail frame, watched him warily from the doorway. "I'm here to investigate, not to take evidence!" he said bluntly, waving off her protests. "Why would I need gloves? Don't worry, your daughter isn't a detective. She won't notice!"Ignoring her muttering objections, Luke grabbed a book from the neatly arranged shelf. The title read
The Secrets Behind Closed Doors
"Do you know where your daughter is?" Luke asked Lila Davis's mother, trying to mask the uneasy feeling creeping up on him. Something about her story didn't sit right. "How can I find her?" The old lady shifted nervously, still preoccupied with her worry over the piano incident. "Officer, I've told you everything you asked. Why do you still need to find her?" "Nothing serious," he lied, flashing his badge for effect. "This is just routine. We're investigating the piano competition. There's a chance we might catch the culprit who hurt your daughter." Her furrowed brow relaxed slightly. "Oh… well, my daughter should be with the performance troupe—the one at the City Cultural Center. She mentioned going to the countryside with them tonight and wouldn't be back for four or five days." Luke felt his chest tighten. Out of town? The timing was too convenient. If Lila Davis was the mastermind behind the so-called Maimed Case, could this be her next move? "Ma'am, let me ask you this.
