Black Butterfly, Where does the Black Butterfly Go Drink Water by Beep Beep Beep
The new horrible crime that happened in a while grabbed
people’s attention drastically. Alvin John’s name came up again, but the police
denied by saying the way of this criminal’s killing and torturing method is
different. Mrs. Zejens wasn’t that friendly with the neighbors. She only
interact with them occasionally, and the neighbors avoided her because of her
cranky personality. She is the type who would smack kids’ head once
if their ball gets on her lawn. It is the fact that she was not welcomed.
“-We are still investigating by questioning. You can’t go
back to your house for a while.”
Tim carefully explained to this one pale man. The man
willingly accepted the interrogation when he came to the station, but because
of the big shock he got, he was little in panic. He was stuttering and crying
but strongly defended that his mother didn’t have that good personality, but she
wasn’t the type who deserves this kind of treatment. Tim was little perplexed
trying to soothe him and went to Jude who was leaning on the wall with a sleepy
face in the side of the station.
“What do you think?”
“-Huuh? What?”
“Jude, wake up. I mean the case, this case.”
“Ah, yeah, the case. It looks like this person really
hated this lady.”
“That’s obvious. How can a person do this if he or she
didn’t have this kind of feeling towards her?”
“That person probably argued with the lady and got
verbally abused a lot. Not only with few mean glare. We can focus on that and
find who she had a bad relationship with anyone. Then something will come out.”
“Argued? Why?”
“The hand in her mouth.”
He frowned his eye brows little bit like saying “what?”
And Jude closed his eyes shook his head few times like he’s trying wake up, and
he pointed at the pictures that they took in the scene on the desk.
“The hand from the corpse’s body was shoved inside the
head’s mouth on the table. And they knew it later, but they found food waste poured
on the cut throat of the body.”
“So?”
“It’s saying shut up.”
He’s tone was like he already knew it. He looked at Tim like- why are you asking so obvious? Tim just nodded his head doubtfully. It
was easy to figure out, but he couldn’t get used to this horrible situation.
Just because he wanted to shut her mouth, he did that? With an uncomfortable
feeling, Tim asked Jude who was looking through his pockets saying, “Ah- I want
to eat mint candy, mint candy.”
“In the future…. Will the killing happen again?”
“Huh? Who knows. If he is the type who hid his violent
nature, this can be his trigger and kill people from now on. If he just hated
that lady, this can be the last one. But looking at how he did cruel things in
his first crime, it’s highly likely that he’ll do it again. Haaa (yawning sound), we can
just investigate and catch him fast.”
“……That’s true.”
Am I being sensitive? Tim looked at Jude peeling off the mint
candy wrapper and asked himself. He was usually indifferent about everything,
but during these kind of horrible homicide, Tim thought it was amazing that he
is able to keep his pace all the time.
“Let’s rest little bit and start the questioning again.”
“Okay. It’s not like we’re the only people working…. I’m
gonna sleep little bit. It’s killing me.”
“Okay. I’ll wake you up after three hours.”
***
The investigation was unexpectedly slow. They heard the
neighbors’ words. In general, they said, “We weren't close. We just thought
she was weird, and we never argued. She didn’t even like to talk.” As the
questioning was getting longer, Tim started to feel nervous. What if this
is the first crime of another serial killer? What if he didn’t have any feeling
towards ‘Mrs. Zejens,’ and just hated women in that age? What if he just turned random door knobs and committed the crime?
“Not sure…. I don’t know if the door was opened. I didn’t
hear any particular scream and resisting sound. If that’s the case, hm, was it
opened?”
“I see.”
A lady living next door Amada’s testimony.
“That lady? I know. When I was playing baseball, the ball
went in that house’s lawn. She came out with scary eyes, so we couldn’t ask her
to give back our balls. We just ran away.”
Little boy neighbor Hans’ story.
“Ah, now I think of it. I think I saw a suspicious man
roaming around that lady’s house. I was wondering why he was doing that because
there wasn’t any pretty woman. Even if it was a robber, it’s a poor house only
people come by is that salary man, so her son.”
After they heard the story from the house across high
school girl Clara, Jude and Tim stopped walking around the neighborhood and
headed to the scene. The scene where it had a yellow tape wrapped around still
had dried blood smell.
“Do you think that high school girl’s story is correct?”
“Who knows. We can have some
kind of evidence coming out from the lab.”
“Do you think it’s possible…. to
be a robbery?”
“It’s not impossible. But the
reason of this homicide was not a robbery. If it was a robbery, he could’ve just
stab few times and find the money, but this is too much. Did you investigate
the son?”
“Yeah, the money relationship
was clean, and there was no evidence of arguing with the mother. It was only
him that visited this house, and he was a very obedient child when he was
young.”
“Ah, I see.”
“And all the neighbors near
here have their alibi. Just like that son said, this lady never had any fight
that would cause this kind of homicide. Everyone is just a common household.
They didn’t have anything weird. So that’s why the focus is going…”
“Alvin Johns looked normal
too. No, he looked way intelligent.”
Tim stopped walking at turned
around and saw Jude. His partner didn’t have any particular emotion in his
eyes.
“This case… Do you think Alvin
Johns did it?”
“No. I didn’t mean that way.
To be Alvin Johns, this guy has too much feeling. You could feel his strong hatred. Alvin Johns is, how should I say it, killing and torturing like kids
killing ants. Hm, you know like kids say innocently, ‘I was curious how long
will it take to burn an ant.’? It’s highly likely that he did those with full
of experimental mind.”
“….Even, even though they’re the same humans?”
“That guy doesn’t see other
people as same level as him. And that guy can’t feel other people’s pain. You
know how psychopaths are? To be exact, he seems like he’s a hybrid psychopath,
but he perfectly has those kind of characteristics.”
“While you guys were talking,
did he say that?”
“Yeah…. Hm, the main reason
was the pure experimental mind, the things that trigger that were very minor
things seriously minor things. Like being rude to him little bit, trying to get overly close to him, or getting confessed in front of his face from a person he
never had any feeling. Then he thought, ‘Ah, if I’m gonna do it, these people
will be good.’ Well, after that, you know.”
I shoved in my colleague by
himself for four hours listening to these kind of story! Suddenly Tim felt deep
guilty and anger at the same time. He turned his head and said,
“Shit, those kind of guys need
to feel pain to feel how painful dead people felt.”
“That guy, he can’t even feel his
own pain well. When he gets hurt, he faintly recognizes his own pain. Among the
psychopaths, there are some cases that they feel sympathy to themselves only, but
this guy is totally opposite. He doesn’t even have attachment to himself that
much.”
“How do you know that?”
“I told him he’s gonna get
executed, but he didn’t move a single muscle on his face.”
“………Crazy bastard.”
He spit out a curse with a
deep hatred and slowly looked around the blood stained kitchen. They still
couldn’t find the weapon that killed the lady, but the autopsy result suspect a
big kitchen knife. They said the unsub sincerely sliced the person’s throat.
Probably the he took the weapon.
While Tim was trying to avoid
stepping on blood stains, Jude was looking at the sink carefully and waved his
arm at Tim to call him.
“Tim, Tim. Come here.”
“Why?”
“Here, look at the place where
the knife was stored in. Among the knives, one spot is empty.”
He looked at the sink and
among the knives, the biggest one was missing.
“Ah, that’s true.”
“The weapon, do you think he
took it out from here?”
“Maybe. Other place is completely
clean and perfect like an illness. This spot is missing. It feels incompatible.”
“…Weird. It’s weird that the
weapon that killed the lady is this kitchen knife. If the unsub came in with a
plan, he probably prepared his own weapon.”
“Hm, what if he brought a
stick and thought killing her with a knife later?”
“That’s weird too. If he had a
stick, he should’ve hit her with it first. There wasn’t even a single scream. That’s
supposed to be the order. Hit her on the head from behind and cut her throat. I
can understand that, but the autopsy result didn’t say anything about trauma to
the head. Then try to kill her with the knife from the first place? Then the unsub
supposed to walk to the sink and pull out the knife. There is no way the lady
didn’t see that. She should’ve screamed or resisted him.”
“What is it then? What
happened?
Jude closed his mouth for a
second. The expression he makes during a case isn’t that big different from picking
a pizza at a pizza store. Tim thought feeling anxiety right now
looks stupid somehow by looking at Jude. Soon Jude turned his body.
“Let’s go to the station.”
“Huh? Why?”
“I have to check something.
They didn’t send away those people yet, right?
“Ah…. I think so.”
Jude was walking fast, and Tim
quickly caught up to him. He knew it very well that when his partner who is
never serious acts this way, there is an exit to a solution.
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