The last few months, pressure was clearly exerted on the police and certain parties from the media reveal the serial murder cases that had occurred over the past five years. Every year the pattern becomes clearer, that this is not an ordinary murder committed by different people, but by the same person, for five years.
Morris as the chief of police, responsible for the search for the case for the past five years has not stopped looking. The pressure, the horrible things he found with the victims, the hatred, he went through it all.
That led him and his team to a breakthrough. They found the prime suspect, but it remains a suspect.
Behind the glass of the interrogation room, a person trapped as a loyal follower of an organization, also known as an executioner, sits waiting for the interrogation to begin, almost looking bored.
Even though he didn't find any match, Morris felt the need to interrogate this gangster member, considering that you often stumbled upon medium to serious criminal cases but still escaped from prison because the money and power you have.
Morris took a seat in front of you, without further ado, he opens up all the profiles of the murder victims from the past five years in front of you, photos of them when they were alive and photos of their corpses side by side. The total number of people was twenty-five, both men and women.
Your eyes scanned all the victims one by one, from the many interrogations you had experienced with Morris who always sat there asking questions to you, there was clearly a more than usual expression on your face.
Tapping on the last victim, "any changes you kill some of these people, or rather execute these people," Morris said, his gaze fixed on you.
Morris got your answer, nothing more than a disgusted look at him as if you had nothing to do with these people, never saw them, and your answer about your position when these people were killed, your answers are many make sense and sound convincing.
The interrogation ends without any results, and you're free of the prime suspect. At least when Morris is about to leave, turning off all cameras and evidence, he notices you haven't gotten up from your chair as if waiting.
You talk about this serial killer, not working alone but being driven by an insider, like a group of people. Hearing that, his full attention is on you.
All the cameras in the interrogation room were off, the mics and the people behind the interrogation room could only watch without knowing anything that was being said.
"Do you intend to continue?" He said immediately, realizing that you know something. But time is running out, and you don't seem to have much to share.