Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 506 Backup?

–Police Station, Main Conference Room–

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In the quiet room, everyone sat in knee-deep silence

Hot water, tea and coffee sat cooly, condensation beading the rims of the mugs and cups before many

The room was filled with police officers, detectives, and investigators, all gathered around a large conference table.

Everyone felt the tense despair that hung heavily in the air. This case was truly a horrifying one… one they wished they could quickly solve and do away with.

And in the room were Detectives Hardey and Shalom, seasoned investigators with hardened demeanors.

Since they were the leading detectives on the case, they stood before the massive adhering, addressing their team.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't need to remind you of the gravity of this situation. Over 200 children have fallen victim to this psychopath's ploy."

Bam!

"It's sickening!" Officer Jones, a young and passionate rookie, couldn't help speaking out in outburst when thinking about the madman on the loose.

"It's sickening, Detective! These kids were just enjoying their ice cream, and now they're fighting for their lives."

"We've analyzed the poisoned ice cream, and though we didn't mind anything, we can still confirm that the ice cream was probably laced with some unidentified exotic poison ." Detective Martinez, a skilled profiler, chimed in with a voice trembling with concern.

She saw with her own eyes what happened to the chicken after it ate a bit of the ice cream.

That chicken is now dead.

So even though they couldn't spot what kind of chemical was added to the ice cream, they knew it was harmful and was the true sickening treat that made so many children fall ill.

The kid called Big Ben, was the only one who said he saw a silver, almost see-through worm swim through the ice cream.

Even though they didn't find any worms, they still did not eliminate the idea of there being some undiscovered worm that can cause and release such poisons.

It's just that with the disappearances of these worms, they couldn't help wondering if the worms had special dissolving abilities when reacting with some chemicals and substances in ice cream.

Is there something they were missing here?

Could it be that when the worm meets with sugar, it will melt and dissolve into nothing?

Is that why they can't find it after searching for it?

Perhaps the worms are more intact when ice cream is in a frozen state.

But when it starts melting, the worms also melt too?

Well, don't blame them for thinking weirdly.

This case on its own was just too weird.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we're dealing with a highly intelligent and twisted individual."

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Everyone clenched their fists in evident frustration.

"We've got nothing to go on. No true suspect, no clues, and no clear motive… This psycho's playing with us."

Instantly, the room fell into a heavy silence, the weight of the unsolved case pressing down on everyone.

The initial suspect was the 57-year-old Ice cream man who was also the owner of his company with 3 ice cream shops scattered around the city.

His name was Donald CawingYu.

He lived a good love and had no reasons for breaking bad.

What's more, they knew he couldn't be the killer because forensics identified the bones they found in his home as his.

Meaning, the real Donald CawingYu was dead.

They cross-checked and pulled up all sorts of searches on the database, knowing he had no twin siblings.

Now that they knew there was an imposter on the loose. Possibly a criminal wearing a fake rubber silicon made-alike mask to resemble the deceased.

This bastard not only killed the real Donald CawingYu but also took advantage of CawingYu's job to do his dirty work.

In the end, they knew nothing of the true killer.

Heck!

They didn't even know what his real face was underneath the mask.

Everyone thinned their lips, feeling the weight of the matter grow heavier by the second.

Bam!

Hardy slammed his fists on the whiteboard hard. "We can't give up. We need to dig deeper, canvass the neighborhoods, talk to the families, and track every lead, no matter how small."

Shalom nodded in agreement. "We must look into the deceased past, to see if he and the culprit had once met in the past."

"Maybe they went to school together. Maybe the murderer is a person who works at the deceased's favorite coffee shop."

"And if there isn't a connection with the deceased, then look deeper into the families affected."

"Perhaps our suspect is targeting 1 parent out of the lot."

"Maybe the entire thing is a diversion for a bigger crime in motion right under our noses!"

"Either way, we must get a lead! We must find the suspect before he strikes again."

"And remember, everyone… He/she still has toes with suppliers of the mysterious toxins laced in the ice cream."

"For the sake of everyone and children everywhere, we must apprehend the criminal and find out where the prison is from!"

Everyone nodded with determined looks, now reaching to begin their crazy search for the culprit.

such a bastard must never be allowed to roam around freely… Not under their watch!

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Everyone's eyes with enough energy for the day, now ready to take the challenge and find their killer.

But just then, Hard's phone rang, as well as Shalom's.

Ring!!!~

Who is it?

Both Hardy and Shalom were about to lash out at whoever it was who didn't have the decency to note their phones during work hours.

But feeling the vibrations in their pockets, they felt a little embarrassed, though not showing it to the group.

Ooops..

So it was them?

Well, don't blame them for not turning their phone silent.

They've been running around this city like headless chickens, having no time to think of other matters.

Picking up the phone, but haven't even said a word before their superiors bombarded their ears with instructions.

[I tell you now, Hardy… the people coming are not to be trifled with or dismissed! If you so much as utter a single rude comment, you don't have to wait to die in old age… I will kill you myself!]

[Shalom, shut up and listen! I don't care how far along you've gone with the case. When backup arrives, you will follow their instructions like a good dog not standing in their way! Understood?]

Tut…

The calls ended.

Both looked at each other in confusion, but not for long.

Why? Because almost immediately, someone came running in, telling them people from the newly formed SN department were there.

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