From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

Chapter 135 The Psychopathic Serial Killer and the Psychopathic Prosecutor

Louise gripped her phone tightly, frowned, and quickly realized the seriousness of the situation.

As a rising political star in the Democratic Party, she has seen election disruptions, scandals involving candidates, and even people in a vegetative state or dead being forced to vote across the United States.

At the time, Louise scoffed, believing that such a thing could never happen to her.

But now that she's experienced it firsthand, she can't help but feel a little dazed.

Some voters believe that problems with a candidate's partner can also affect the candidate himself.

Even if remedial measures are taken in time, such as admitting mistakes, apologizing, resigning, or cutting ties, it will be useless, and the opponent will still seize the opportunity to attack.

The best approach is to immediately uncover the truth, respond to public opinion with facts, and suppress negative voices with stronger propaganda.

But the question is, is Ye Xiao really innocent?

At this moment, Louise, who was extremely anxious, suddenly wavered.

No, we can't do that!

She clenched her fists, a strong sense of trust inexplicably welling up inside her, as if someone was controlling her thoughts, forcing her to believe in Ye Xiao.

But as intelligent as Louise is, of course, aware that mind control is not a thing in this world.

So she could only convince herself that protecting Ye Xiao was also a way to protect herself.

Even if Ye Xiao really did such a thing, as long as he can explain it clearly, there will always be a way to resolve it.

Louise herself has seen many high-ranking American officials evade sanctions by cleverly using emotional appeals, avoiding the topic, and denying everything during court or even congressional questioning.

After all, there is no conclusive evidence to prove that this matter was Ye Xiaoqian's doing.

"I understand, Seth."

Having thought it through, Louise felt refreshed and calmly instructed, "The police station will continue its investigation. No matter who the suspect is, we must find out the truth."

"Of course, Commissioner Louise."

Hearing this, Seth felt a little strange and conflicted.

On the one hand, he really didn't want to disobey his duties as a police officer, and now just making this phone call was making him somewhat conflicted.

On the other hand, Seth was genuinely worried that Ye Xiao might suffer as a result.

"Furthermore, we must pay extra attention to confidentiality. This case is clearly targeting our investigation committee; it must be..."

These petty scoundrels are trying to sabotage our work!

"As your commissioner, I require that the Seattle Police Department clearly understand this premise. Do you understand?"

Seth suddenly became respectful.

It has to be Louise! No wonder she can become a commissioner and run for mayor!

That was a brilliant move!

Judging from the circumstances of the case, such an unbelievable situation could indeed be the crime committed by the so-called "Yellow-Clad Master".

Furthermore, Ye Xiao is also a member of the investigation committee led by Louise.

From this perspective, Louise's deduction is indeed valid.

Frame Ye Xiao, wouldn't that be obstructing the work of the investigation committee and disrupting the state government's arrangements?

It's connected! Everything's connected!

"I understand, Commissioner Louise. I will investigate this matter as soon as possible!"

"it is good."

After saying that, Louise hung up the phone and looked at the computer screen with a gloomy expression.

"Specialist————"

"Miss Louise?"

The long-silent office began to stir with restlessness, and everyone turned their attention to Louise, hoping she could offer some guidance.

If even Louise is at a loss, then things will be troublesome.

"Everyone, please listen to me quietly."

Louise's voice was soft, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"This is just a damn little trouble, how could it possibly affect us?"

"You are all elites from various universities and cities across America. Are you really going to be so easily defeated by those bastards?"

"Everyone, this is a carefully planned conspiracy by the enemy. Wake up! They are not waiting to die; they still have the power to fight back."

Louise deliberately spoke slowly to reinforce her authority and force people to listen attentively, thus arousing their emotions.

This is a little trick she learned in college debates.

"However, I still stand by what I said."

Louise paused, her gaze sweeping over the crowd.

"Since some people are targeting us, let them all die!"

"Data team, I need to immediately collect all online interactions related to this issue, categorize them by reaction, and analyze the general situation of Seattle voters."

"Annie, mobilize our supporters to compile what I just said and claim that this is a shameless slander by the Yellow King against the investigation committee."

"We will definitely uphold the dignity of the law and bring those damned criminals out of the shadows to face trial."

Public relations manager Annie paused, looking at Louise's calm eyes which seemed to be burning with azure flames, and couldn't help but ask.

"Wait, Louise, are you trying to use public opinion to suppress public opinion?"

"Act according to your major, acknowledge the situation, promise to investigate, calm emotions, and guide thinking."

"But isn't that a bit too extreme?"

Anne began to rapidly calculate the development of the situation in her mind, and eventually came to a very dangerous conclusion.

Doing what Louise did was extremely risky, but with little reward.

The safest approach is to acknowledge the status quo and maintain it until after the election before gradually addressing the issue.

Instead of engaging in a media war with an unknown opponent before the mayoral election even begins, like Louise did.

The losses caused by this are too great, and it may even affect the election itself.

Who exactly is Ye Xiao to Louise?

Is it worth risking her political career to protect?

"Just do as I say!"

Louise didn't pay much attention to that.

She knew very well that explaining anything to Annie at this moment would only make the atmosphere in the office even more out of control.

That's how these smart people are; they tend to overthink and do too little, believing that only they are smart and clear-headed.

Louise must maintain her authority and keep the team together.

The best course of action would be to be a tyrant and turn them all into obedient puppets.

On this dangerous cusp, Louise didn't need them to think too much; they just needed to complete the tasks she assigned them.

This is politics, and it's also the life many people are experiencing.

"Okay, Louise, I understand."

Anne swallowed hard, shook off the random thoughts in her mind, and turned to start working with her team.

With her taking the lead, the other members also settled down for the time being and began to get down to work.

Under Louise's strong suppression, the panic subsided temporarily, and the team resumed its efficient operation.

Meanwhile, in his office on the fourth floor of the city government building, Assistant Attorney General Spruance was too busy to even look up, facing a tall pile of documents on his desk.

Compared to prosecutors who excel at directing others, whose work mainly involves checking and supervising, occasionally sipping coffee and whiskey, and who can resolve issues from the comfort of their sofas, Spruance is unqualified.

It's almost unbelievable that this seemingly overworked and disheveled individual is actually the fourth-ranking official in the state's judicial system.

However, thanks to his diligent work, the Washington State Attorney General's Office became a force to be reckoned with by all levels of government in the state.

You could say he was the Democratic Party's quick-fix tool in Washington state, specifically designed to remove potentially necrotic tissue and malignant tumors.

Take Mayor Victor's case, for example.

Having only been in Seattle for a few days, Spruance's tireless investigation was already nearing its end.

In his view, Viktor's political career was essentially doomed.

But that's not enough.

Having finally arrived in Seattle, Spruance was determined to find out the truth about the Yellow King case that had shocked the entire United States.

An entire battalion of National Guard soldiers was massacred by the FBI, including state legislators, university professors, and even the legendary Superman.

This made Spruance, a workaholic, extremely curious.

But the previous case had not yielded a single useful clue, leaving Spruance completely baffled.

However, when Spruance opened the briefing his subordinates had brought him, his eyes were immediately fixed on the horrifying photograph on the first page, and he couldn't look away for a long time.

Anger, surprise, excitement—a complex mix of emotions exploded within Spruance, making his scalp tingle.

This is absolutely the work of that beast!

After two days and two nights without sleep, Spruance suddenly felt a surge of motivation deep within him and immediately began collecting relevant information.

Sitting at his desk, he seemed to radiate an indescribable light.

"Spruance's assistant hasn't slept for two days and two nights, has he?"

The judicial staff, who had just entered the office and were about to start their workday, were astonished to see Spruance looking so radiant, as if they had seen a ghost.

Damn it, isn't he tired?

Once a person is over 25, if they stay up all night, it takes them a week to recover.

But Spruance, this old monster in his forties, was even more formidable than the young men, staying up for two whole nights without a scratch.

It makes one wonder if he secretly used a booster while everyone was away?

No, even an enhancer wouldn't be this potent!

"Claude!"

Just as the junior employee was nervously preparing to return to his workstation, Spruance suddenly called out to him.

"Assistant, what can I do for you?"

"Let's go! Let's get out!"

"Get out? Where are we going?"

Poor Claude asked, trembling, fearing that Spruance would suddenly go mad and insist on taking him to some deserted place.

"Go to the University of Washington."

What is he going to university for?

Claude didn't dare ask, after all, going to university was much better than going to some desolate wilderness.

He was even taken by Spruance to the icy wilderness of Canada, to an Inuit settlement near the Arctic Circle, to investigate a murderer who had fled there.

Without notifying anyone else, and without even bringing a gun, the two drove to Seattle University.

In the morning, Ye Xiao had just finished a class and was planning to go find Ayase Haruka to experience the leisurely campus life.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the classroom, he saw Spruance and Claude in the face.

WTF?

The moment Claude saw Ye Xiao, he panicked, his mind filled with questions.

Wasn't Mr. Spruance supposed to be investigating Mayor Victor?

Why did I come looking for this psychopathic killer?

Claude instinctively touched his waist, and his face immediately turned pale.

Oh no, he left in such a hurry that he forgot his gun!

Spruance, however, seemed oblivious to the danger, or rather, he was enjoying it.

Because Claude clearly noticed that Spruance's lips curled up slightly, and he actually took the initiative to walk towards Ye Xiao.

Who is more powerful, a psychopathic serial killer or a psychopathic prosecutor?

"Are you Ye Xiao?"

Spruance calmly approached Ye Xiao, took out his work ID, and said, "I am Spruance, Assistant Attorney General of the State Attorney General's Office. I would like to ask you some questions."

"From the Judicial Yuan?"

Ye Xiao pondered for a moment, thinking that there was someone from the Judicial Yuan in Louise's investigation committee.

"What do you want to ask?"

Spruance pursed his lips, a strange, ecstatic look in his eyes.

After all, this was his first time dealing with a suspect in this kind of case, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Ye, do you remember where you went three days ago?"

"Of course, the Lowe Club in downtown Seattle."

"Do you know this girl named Gina?"

Spruance pulled out a photo of Gina in her school uniform, smiling at the camera.

"I know her. I ran into her at the supermarket entrance a few days ago. She works at the club."

"So what happened between you and her?"

The more Ye Xiao listened, the more uneasy he felt, as if he were being interrogated.

He stared into Spruance's eyes, instinctively wanting to use his special ability to probe the other's thoughts.

However, Spruance's mind was like a thick concrete wall, forcefully blocking Ye Xiao's prying eyes.

Goodness, is his will really that strong?

Ye Xiao couldn't help but be somewhat surprised.

This time, we've met a tough challenge.

"Are you unwilling to speak, or afraid to speak?"

Seeing Ye Xiao remain silent for a moment, Spruance frowned and couldn't help but become suspicious.

There's nothing I can't say.

Since that's the case, Ye Xiao readily agreed.

"I only met her once that night, and I never saw her again after that."

Hmph, I've never run into that again.

She's dead, how could I possibly run into her again?

Spruance only needed to recall the files he had read in his mind to realize that Ye Xiao's account almost perfectly matched the key details such as the time of death recorded in the files.

Furthermore, given that Gina's body was covered in Ye Xiao's fingerprints, it was almost impossible to guess who the murderer was.

Unfortunately, Spruance still needs to go back to the judge to issue an arrest warrant before he can bring Ye Xiao to justice.

Moreover, the current evidence is incomplete; the murder weapon has not been found, and there is no direct evidence.

"Mr. Ye, would it be convenient for you to come to my office and have a chat?"

Ye Xiao frowned upon receiving Spruance's invitation, sensing something was amiss.

"Just tell me straight, what happened to Gina?"

"She's dead."

Spruance's answer was concise and to the point.