“The old case has been reopened. The Death Judge has publicly challenged the police.”

“The police have expressed that they will do their utmost to catch the murderer. The Death Judge has no right to punish anyone.”

Jack glanced at it indifferently. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he smiled coldly.

His goal was not to create a commotion but to make the other party panic.

At the s.h.i.+tan City Industrial Elementary School…

There was a small shop on the north side of the teaching building.

Adonis was the owner of the small shop. He had been operating there for three years.

The ten minutes between cla.s.ses had made him extremely busy. By the time the second cla.s.s started, the students had already returned to the cla.s.sroom.

He was about to sit down and play with his phone. At this moment, a girl in a red dress walked over.

“Uncle, I want to eat ice cream.”

Adonis looked at the little girl. Her eyes were big and there were stars twinkling in them. Most importantly, her red dress was especially beautiful today. There were white gemstones on it.

“Of course, what kind do you want to eat?” Adonis said as he glanced outside. The school was quiet now. There was no one there.

“I want to eat a small ice cream cone, but I don't have any money today. Can I owe you?” The little girl's big eyes were full of pleading.

Adonis smiled and said, “It's okay. Which one do you want to eat? Uncle will treat you.”

“Thank you, Uncle.”

The little girl took out an ice cream cone. At this time, Adonis turned around and walked into the inner room. He took out an exquisite small bottle.

“Wow. What a beautiful little bottle.”

Adonis laughed and said, “This is a kind of perfume. Can you smell it for uncle?”

“Sure!” The little girl was too innocent to think that anything would go wrong.

Adonis carefully opened the box and placed the bottle's mouth under the little girl's nose.

“Hiss!”

The little girl took a deep breath. The smell was strange, a little pungent, and also a little fragrant.

Adonis quickly screwed the cap on the bottle. The smile on his face disappeared, as if he had changed into a different person. He looked at the little girl coldly, and the little girl's eyes soon became sluggish and lifeless.

“Can you come into the house with uncle?”

The little girl nodded and followed Adonis to the back room in a daze.

“Sit down and spread your legs!”

The little girl did as Adonis said. Adonis then lifted up her red dress and took off her pink underwear.

“Tsk tsk tsk!”

Adonis seemed to have turned into a demon. He licked his dry lips lasciviously and put his fingers into the little girl's body. His actions were sharp and practiced with a hint of ruthlessness.

After he was done, the little girl's eyes were still unfocused.

Adonis brought her out of the back room and let her sit on a stool and eat ice cream while he played with his phone happily.

But at this time, the news on his phone made him shudder.

“Re-investigating the serial murders in s.h.i.+tan City, Death Inquisitor.”

Adonis was a little fl.u.s.tered. He was not unfamiliar with the name of the Death Inquisitor because many students, especially boys, mentioned the Death Inquisitor as their idol.

Adonis searched for the Death Inquisitor, searching for all the information about him.

Half an hour later, the little girl regained her consciousness and found that she had dripped all over herself from eating an ice cream cone.

Adonis smiled kindly. “I saw you eat an ice cream cone all over yourself. Quickly wipe yourself.” As he spoke, he handed over a towel.

The little girl stood up to take it, but her body moved. Her lower body was in severe pain, like needles being p.r.i.c.ked. It hurt so much that she let out an “ah” sound.

“What's wrong?” Adonis asked with concern.

“I don't know. It hurts a little down there.”

“Maybe I've been sitting for too long. I'm numb now!”

“Oh.” The little girl wiped her hands. “Thank you, Uncle.”

Then, she left the snack bar.

Looking at her back, Adonis's face became gloomy. He let out a heavy breath and wiped the cold sweat on his head. The Death Inquisitor was too powerful. He decided to temporarily hide from the sharp edge and go out to hide.

On the fourth day, in the blink of an eye…

Anthony a.n.a.lyzed the hemp rope in detail. According to the texture of the fiber, he found that it was a kind of s.h.i.+p's thick hemp rope. Therefore, for the past few days, he had brought people to collect a large number of hemp rope samples and a.n.a.lyzed them one by one. He had no clue at the moment.

Monica was responsible for a.n.a.lyzing the murderer's motive. After all, when solving a criminal case, the best way to break through was to kill the murderer's motive. Otherwise, it would be as difficult as finding a drop of water in the vast sea.

However, from the a.n.a.lysis of the dozens of victims, there was no special connection between them. The killer did not seem to have any special motive. It was just that he was particularly fond of women in red. This was a little difficult.

On Ross's side, he, Loggins, and Anthony had browsed through the video files of all the cases. Through the footprints at the scene and the a.n.a.lysis of the victim's injuries, they roughly confirmed that the killer was 170-175 pounds, probably of medium weight, and about 48 years old. It was just a comparison.

“There are only 12 hours left.” Judy looked at the time. There was a hint of struggle and helplessness in her tone.

In fact, everyone knew rationally that it was very difficult for a miracle to happen within 12 hours. It was just that everyone was unwilling to admit it and was unwilling to give up.

“If there's time, there will be a miracle,” Ross said encouragingly.

At this moment, the phone on the desk rang.

Ross took a look. It was from the police station in s.h.i.+tan City.

“h.e.l.lo, this is Ross.”

“I have good news, but it's also bad news. When we examined the clothes of the victims in 2004, we found an important clue. There were s.e.m.e.n spots left in the fibers.”

Ross's eyes turned cold after hearing that. “Why did we only find such an important clue now?”

“It was indeed our negligence. The inspector was careless at the time. We had already tested the sperm spot for YSTR, but unfortunately, there was no match for it in our database.”

“Are there any similar DNA?”

Ross frowned. YSTR was a polypeptide gene loci located on the male Y chromosome. Under normal circ.u.mstances, only men had the Y chromosome. Therefore, YSTR was a paternal transmission and generally did not combine with other chromosomes, unless there was a genetic mutation. However, the possibility of this was very small, no less than walking on the road to be struck by lightning.

Therefore, among all the male individuals in the paternal line, as long as there was any data in the gene pool, it could lock down the approximate range of the murderer.

“We've checked all of them, but there's nothing!”

Ross wanted to curse after hearing this. This was really f*cking good news and bad news.

Although the progress of the Zero Major Crimes Unit was slow, the netizens were extremely excited.

To be honest, they did not place their hopes on the police at all. They were looking forward to whatever the Death Judge would do. They were eagerly waiting for the live broadcast of death, which would stream in twelve hours.