Wrong Room, Right Psycho: My Blind Date Kidnapped Me!
Chapter 33: Slapping Our Faces?

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In an instant, Tina Shen entered the mindset of simulating the criminal's psychology.

"If I were the killer, what steps would I need to take to plan such a premeditated and twisted murder?"

"First, create a perfect plan, prepare the tools, familiarize myself with the victim's family area, calculate the time of the crime, and design the process to frame Tom He… At least three days to a week would be required. Scouting the area is an essential part of the plan, and it's also the most time-consuming part!"

"Wait, then how did I know the suspect Tom He's phone number and manage to mimic the victim's tone to send that message?"

"Because I'm too familiar with the victim's family and Tom He… What's my relationship with them?"

"Classmate? Friend? No, those clues are too obvious. I can't leave such clear traces."

"So, why would I send such a message? Was it just to lure the suspect, or was there another purpose?"

"Ah, I see… The message not only angered Tom He and led him to the victim's home, but it also misdirected the police. Even if they suspected another person, they'd still be led to believe the victim's family was familiar with Tom He. Killing two birds with one stone—brilliant manipulation!"

"Then why would I cruelly and even perversely murder the victim's family and frame Tom He? What's the motive?"

"According to the police investigation, neither the victim's family nor Tom He had any enemies. There's no reason such hatred could escalate to the point of slaughtering an entire family in such a grotesque manner!"

"Simply a case of psychopathy? Absolutely not!"

"I'm so calm and methodical in setting up this trap. I've cleaned up all traces of the crime. This kind of cold, calculating behavior… it couldn't just be a spur of the moment decision. It's not something childish and low-level like a game. But I still did it… Why?"

"I can't figure it out, I'm definitely not that kind of person… This path doesn't make sense!"

"Since it doesn't make sense, let's start with the murder tools..."

"Murder tools, skinning tools, bone-crushing tools, drying tools, powdering tools… The victim's house has the kind of tools that could do the job, but not within the 33 hours required. So, there must be other tools!"

"Such a variety of tools would be heavy."

"When I kill, dismember, and 'paint' the victim, I'd be exhausted. How could I carry so many tools? If I leave them behind, the police will find evidence…"

"No, I don't need to carry them. I just need to hide them somewhere the police won't think to look, somewhere they'll never find them easily."

"Where?"

"The community septic tank? No, taking them out would be easily spotted by the neighborhood surveillance!"

"Renting a room inside a residential building? No, that would definitely leave identity information!"

"Or... No, none of these places make sense. It can't be!"

"Then, where?"

Suddenly, Tina Shen's eyes lit up.

It was as if she had grasped something, but it wasn't completely clear.

Then, a strange smile appeared on her face.

The most dangerous place is the safest place?

It was like a revelation!

Tina Shen lifted her head and looked up at the ceiling in the hall.

The special task force members began their actions. They started searching the victim's house, including the ceiling, bathroom ceiling, and even the attic.

Nothing!

Was there really nothing?

Tina Shen looked at the floor, stamped her foot, and smiled smugly.

The floorboards of the victim's house were being pried up one by one.

Finally, when the attic floor was lifted…

The disassembled tools and knives appeared before everyone's eyes!

Those who didn't know much about renovations might wonder, "Aren't the floorboards supposed to be laid directly on the ground?"

Not necessarily!

Some floors, like solid wood floors, require wooden frames beneath before installation.

This is to prevent the floor from swelling, cracking, and to insulate from heat and moisture.

Though the space is tight, with limited height, it can still fit some disassembled tools…

The murder tools had been found!

As the various murder weapons and tools were laid out, the forensics team arrived to check if any fingerprints were left on them.

The results of the fingerprint checks made Tina Shen's face shift slightly.

The task force members were stunned, unable to believe it.

Not only were there fingerprints on the tools…

But all of them were Tom He's fingerprints.

Can you believe it?!

Why would Tom He's fingerprints be on these tools?

Through various clues, investigations, and inferences, it was clear that Tom He could not have committed the crime.

Even the timing didn't add up—33 hours was not enough to carry out this kind of crime.

There wasn't enough time!

Was this a trap set by the real killer?

Or maybe it was a kind of mockery?

The killer predicted the police would find these tools.

So, they deliberately placed Tom He's fingerprints on them, to provoke and disgust the investigators.

Was the killer… slapping our faces?

In an instant, the task force members' expressions were filled with anger.

It was as if their intelligence had been dragged through the mud.

At that moment...

"No, this shouldn't be the case!"

Tina Shen's face hardened, her eyes sharp, as she coldly stared at the weapons and tools. "The killer isn't toying with us. We've fallen into a trap and overlooked a possibility."

"What possibility?" The others looked at her in shock.

Taking a deep breath, Tina Shen spoke coldly, each word calculated.

"Who said that the most unlikely suspect can't be the killer?"

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