"We found out, Lord Carlos." The director said to Carlos, "Someone has indeed bought a lot of clothes in one go recently."
"Yeah."
"I'll send someone now..."
"No." Carlos stopped the director from taking the phone, "Give me the address and let me go."
“Hey?”
"Not only can you catch it if you have a large group of people, but you may also be alarmed." Carlos said, "Give me that address and let me go by myself."
"Okay, okay." The director knew Carlos's strength, so he wrote the address on a note and handed it to Carlos.
Carlos took a car to the address and knocked on the door.
The sound of footsteps came soon inside the house.
"Who?" A woman slowly pushed open the door. When she saw Carlos, her pupils trembled and she took a step back slightly.
"Car, Lord Carlos, how are you..."
"I want to go in and say." The first moment I saw that woman, Carlos knew that it was impossible that it was her, and that he might have been deceived.
"Yes..." The woman pushed open the door, and Carlos walked into the house. The room was not big, and there was a crib in the living room, with one that looked only a few months old.
baby.
"Where is your husband?" Carlos asked while sitting on the sofa.
“He works outside…”
"Is that true?" Carlos nodded, "You should know something about the serial murder that has been very serious recently."
When the woman heard the word serial murder case, her eyes changed again.
"Yes, I understand something." The woman hesitated and said, "What's wrong?"
"We investigated the consumption records of supermarkets and clothing stores and found that you bought a lot of clothes in the short term, and it was for men." Carlos took out the consumption bill from his pocket and said, "I want to know why, yours
Does the husband need a lot of clothes when he does something?"
"No, no, just, he......" The woman started to stutter, as if thinking about what to say, "He works on the construction site and often torn and dirty clothes,
So I bought a little more.”
"If you work on the construction site, you should buy work clothes that are durable and dirty and cheap, even if you really buy clothes." Carlos said in the eyes of the woman, "I have read the consumption list, but it is not that true at all, ma'am, if
If you deceive me, you will go to the court to say these words to the judge. They will not say these words to you in a gentle voice like me."
The woman swallowed and her breathing became rapid.
"I, I can't say..." the woman replied in a low voice.
"Why."
The woman shook her head desperately, her eyes kept looking around the room.
"Please, Lord Carlos, I don't want to die..."
Carlos frowned and quickly glanced at the room. Carlos picked up a notepad from the table and took out a pen from his pocket.
Then, Carlos's eyes signaled the woman to write down with a pen.
The woman held the pen with her hands tremblingly and began to write something on her notepad.
After writing, the woman handed the notepad to Carlos:
One guy asked me to buy a large number of men's clothes, and if he didn't do it, he would kill my children and husband.
"Who is that guy? Have you seen his face?"
"No, I didn't see that guy sneaked into my room at night and put on a mask."
"How did you hand over the clothes to him?"
"It was taken away by him the next night after I bought it."
Carlos sighed, it seemed that the guy had taken this into consideration.
In the flower pot in the room, a metal object emitted a little red light and then turned into powder.
On the other side, Ehes held his ear.
That metal item was a wiretaper taken out by Ehes from the Book of Treasures and could be destroyed at any time. Ehes naturally considered that Carlos and the others might start investigating the purchase records of clothing stores and supermarkets, so Ehes was from
At the beginning, I didn't plan to buy clothes by myself. While threatening the woman, Ehes also warned her not to tell her about her own affairs, but since the end of the conversation, the two of them began to remain silent. This period of time
It is possible that the woman used writing to tell Carlos what was going on.
"But even if I know, it's useless. I didn't leave any clues. How could he find me?" Ehes smoked a cigarette without caring and began to think about his next plan.
But Carlos didn't feel that Ehes had left no clues.
"These clothes are all the same size, and it seems that the guy didn't consider that I might infer his height and weight based on the size of the clothes." Carlos thought, looking at the shopping list, "Male, 20 years old to be
Thirty years old, between 1.8 meters and 1.85 meters tall, weighing 1.33 to 1.66 kilograms, which is almost the same, but there are too many people in the city who meet this condition.
It would be too much to pull it out and kill it."
If there is surveillance, everything will be easy, but unfortunately Carlos can't create surveillance.
Then, Carlos put together the clothing purchase list and the recent murder list.
"In comparison, this guy killed fifty-seven people in just a few weeks, but he bought a total of sixty sets of clothes." Carlos thought, looking at the two lists, "If this continues, he
If you kill three more people, you need to buy clothes again, and you have to ask someone to buy them for him like you did last time."
Thinking of this, Carlos took out the map of the city and drew a circle at the woman's house with a pen.
"Even in the middle of the night, there were many soldiers patrolling the streets at that time. If he had no special contract, he could only take the clothes back to his residence with his bare hands. If the soldiers wanted to avoid being discovered, his home would be gone
The woman's home must not be too far away, and there must be passages such as alleys that allow him to avoid the patrol soldiers." Carlos said, starting with the woman's home as the starting point, starting with the woman's home.
Various routes.
In the end, those routes led to a total of seventeen locations.
"Seventeen positions?" Carlos murmured, "Since that's the case, just wait for him to buy clothes next time and then plan again. In that case, he will not be able to run out of my palm."