North American riot police: Start by arresting P. Diddy!
Chapter 30 "You're a bitch, where do you get the face?"
Chapter 30 "You're just a bitch, where do you get the face?"
Maria suddenly took a few steps back. Her originally fair face was now bloodless and frighteningly pale.
She stared at the police in front of her with wide eyes in horror, obviously frightened by Rorschach's completely different attitude before and after.
"Does the feeling of killing people satisfy you?" Rorschach asked in a deep voice.
The blood-colored mist above the head of this female student named Maria seemed to be quietly turning black. In the judgment of the [Eye of Judgment], anyone with black mist above their head was a serious criminal who needed to be executed immediately!
"It seems that you also killed those three students in the school, as well as your unfortunate father."
Rorschach suddenly thought of something and said with a joking smile, "Hockey stick? Can that thing kill people?"
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Maria remained silent, but her pupils shrank suddenly and her fingers trembled constantly, revealing her inner panic.
She shook her head frantically, her voice urgent and sharp: "You are making a false accusation! My father was murdered by a thief who broke into our house. My mother and I were in the supermarket when he died. The surveillance camera captured it all!"
"Really? But in my opinion, this is just a clumsy way for you to forge an alibi."
Rorschach pointed to the body covered with a white sheet on the floor and said calmly, "If I'm not mistaken, your father died at least two hours earlier than the medical examiner's initial estimate."
"It was still dark when a rebellious girl got into an argument with her nagging father. In a fit of rage, she picked up a nearby fruit knife and slit his throat."
"As for why she dared to kill, the reason is simple. She had practiced on three students in school."
"But this time it's different because there's an additional witness - her mother."
"The girl thought her mother would be angry and scold her because of an anxiety attack, but surprisingly, her mother was very calm."
"She first comforted her daughter, then used her medical expertise to simply prepare the body and place it in a freezer, delaying its decay and misleading the medical examiner about the time of death. This also created an alibi for both mother and daughter."
At this point, Rorschach couldn't help but sneer. "You two, mother and daughter, are quite clever, but unfortunately not careful enough. Although the body's surface temperature was maintained at the state of death, your father's cold earlobes and the dewdrops hanging behind his ears betrayed everything. In a few hours, the medical examiner will be able to accurately determine the time of death, and then your alibi will be invalid."
After hearing what Rorschach said, Maria's expression gradually became dull, and her eyes were filled with fear.
Rorschach, who had been observing her, was a little puzzled. With such a fragile mental state, was she really a serial killer?
"What does this have to do with me?" Maria still refused to plead guilty, her voice filled with anxiety. "Maybe that poor thief did it on purpose. Yes, he wanted to frame me and my mother, so he put the body in the freezer and then took it out on purpose."
Rorschach remained unmoved and shook his head slightly. "Let's not talk about how untenable your excuse is. Besides, poor people? Thieves? Robbers?"
He looked around the villa, which had at least three or five floors and was decorated in an extremely luxurious manner. He then glanced at the rich girl in front of him, who was dressed in designer clothes and still wore light makeup even after her father passed away.
Rorschach whispered, "Do you really understand what it's like to live as a poor person?"
Without waiting for the girl to answer, he continued, "Do you think a guy who is so poor that he has to take risks and break into a rich person's house to steal would be satisfied with just taking the cash?"
"Do you know what that row of sterling silver cutlery in your kitchen would fetch in the ghetto? Do you think he'd be able to resist taking that Louis Vuitton leather wallet after emptying your father's wallet of cash? Oh, and this, too."
Rorschach pointed to a cabinet full of prescription sedatives. "Any bottle in here would fetch hundreds of dollars in the ghetto!"
After saying this, Rorschach spread his hands helplessly and said with a smile, "You don't understand the poor at all, and even less the thieves who are so poor they have nowhere else to go. If a thief really came, do you think these things would still be here safely?"
Maria was speechless for a moment.
She wakes up every day in a villa of thousands of square meters, attends an aristocratic school with an annual tuition of more than 200,000 US dollars, and even receives her weekly pocket money in the form of a check. How could she know that poor people would even steal silverware and sedatives?
I didn’t expect that I would suffer a loss in the end!
Her eyes turned involuntarily to Rorschach.
Then, something Rorschach could not have imagined happened.
Maria, who originally looked fragile and helpless, suddenly had a sharp look in her eyes. She raised her lowered head high, revealing her white and graceful neck, like a proud swan.
Her entire demeanor changed dramatically in an instant. There was no trace of confusion or fear on her face anymore. Instead, she looked at Rorschach with a playful gaze, as if she saw him as prey to be hunted.
"Deng...deng..."
She walked slowly to Rorschach in her high heels, the sound of her heels hitting the ground firm and powerful.
"So……"
Maria smiled and raised her finger, gently touching Rorschach's chin. "Officer, are you planning to arrest me next?"
Their faces were so close that Rorschach could even clearly feel the warm breath of the other person as he spoke.
The girl in front of him had a temperament that changed suddenly, and she became unruly and uninhibited, which made Rorschach frown.
Schizophrenia?
Damn, this girl actually has a golden medal of immunity from death?
Rorschach shook off the girl's teasing finger and said businesslike, "The autopsy report will be out before tonight, and your alibi will naturally be shattered. As for the murder weapon, unless you melt it, we'll find it sooner or later. Your method is too crude. Just wait at home. In less than a week, you'll be charged with murder. However, you don't look mentally well. I suggest you find a good lawyer. Maybe you can be released on medical parole early."
After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.
In cases like this, after identifying the biggest suspect, as long as you dig deeper in the direction of this girl, you will always find conclusive evidence; it just takes some time.
However, Maria held his arm tightly, and one hand even reached out to Rorschach's pendulum.
She leaned on Rorschach's shoulder with a dazed look in her eyes, and murmured with rapid breathing: "But I can't wait to be arrested by you, Officer Rorschach~ Arrest me, please~ Come and arrest me~"
Rorschach stared expressionlessly at the girl who looked like she was on drugs.
If she wasn't acting, it meant Maria had a dual personality.
One is timid, fragile, inferior, and sensitive; the other is completely different, cruel, vengeful, and looks like... a slut.
It now seems that the two male students who were murdered were most likely killed after being seduced by the girl.
"Stop playing tricks like that. I'm not interested in someone as immature as you." Rorschach pushed her away.
But Maria didn't give up and came around again, with a smile on her face but her eyes were as cold as ice.
She turned to Rorschach's back and asked, "Don't you want to know why I did this?"
"I'm not a psychiatrist and don't want to hear any tragic stories about bullying," Rorschach said without turning his head.
Maria was slightly stunned. It was the first time she met such a strange policeman.
Then she asked softly, "Could you please not tell my mother what you just said? She doesn't know yet that the police are already suspecting us. Just consider it a favor, okay? I'll make it up to you."
Hearing this, Rorschach couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Giving you face? Where does that come from, you bitch?"
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Maria could only watch Rorschach's back gradually walking away.
But for some reason, she always had a feeling that it would not be long before they would meet again.
And by then, the situation will have changed completely.
Friends who like this book, please read it more and vote if it is convenient. The plot will be accelerated later and most of the foreshadowing has been laid.
(End of this chapter)
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