OBS Chapter 3001: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (35)
Chapter 3001: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (35)
Chapter 3001: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (Thirty-Five)
In the serial killer club, not even one person dares to confront the state machine head-on. Even though the American state machine does not operate very efficiently and the parts of law enforcement are not tightly integrated, with many loopholes, most people choose to avoid talking about this issue. In fact, it's just a tacit understanding among everyone that they know they are no match at all, so let's not talk about those sad topics.
Although both locals and foreigners have a tradition of insulting the FBI, it is the same as insulting France. The fact that the other four permanent members make fun of France does not mean that other small countries can do the same. If anyone really thinks so, they will understand that France still has its influence.
No matter how weak the FBI is, they cannot deal with a serial killer acting alone. The main reason they have not been caught is that the US law enforcement agencies are only responsible for maintaining social stability. Unless things get too serious, they won't take any real action.
But once it gets really serious, not to mention in the United States, even if you fly abroad, it's easy to get shot eight times and commit suicide.
At least most of the serial killers Schiller knew were as low-key as possible, and their occupations were as ordinary as possible. They might even be plumbers, garbage truck drivers, supermarket cashiers, or students. Even rich people and homeless people were considered to be particularly unusual because they had too many opportunities to interact with law enforcement officers.
For this reason, after the economic downturn, the connection in the group gradually weakened, because everyone was busy making money. The Joker had to go home to buy groceries and cook after fighting Batman. The same was true for serial killers. They had to feed themselves, buy tools to commit crimes, and destroy the excess parts of the bodies. None of this cost money.
Schiller could only describe the behavior of Williams and his gang as ignorance and fearlessness. They actually just had more money than those serial killers, but they acted as if they could rule the world.
And looking at all the clues that have been discovered, Schiller feels that this group of people is simply rebelling against the will of Heaven.
Some people may say that serial killers are also very high-profile and often display corpses in various places. Isn’t this arrogant?
As we all know, in addition to the method used, murder also depends on the motive. The reason why many random killings are difficult to solve is that the murderer has no motive and suddenly appears in front of a person, kills him, and then throws the body in another place.
This means that the police cannot find out who the murderer is through the victim's social relationships, because the murderer and the victim have no relatives or friends, and they didn't even have any intersection before killing him. It is useless to just know how he killed people.
Humans are really fragile. They can be killed in any way. To sum up, there are only a few ways to die. No matter how beautifully the corpse is arranged, there can't be any unusual cause of death. Without a motive, it is difficult to track down the murderer.
Therefore, serial killers choose to show their methods and hide their motives as much as possible. They spend a lot of time selecting targets and try their best to avoid contact with the targets during the selection process, so it takes so long to complete the case.
But that's not the case with Williams.
Ten years ago, the elementary and middle schools in the Polokhin community were suddenly closed. The reason given was that the business was not doing well, but in fact the reason was very suspicious. There were not many people in this community, so they should have considered that there would not be many students when the school was built.
They didn't conduct any investigation before opening the business, and only realized after several years that the business was not profitable and decided to close it. Is this something a normal businessman would do?
Moreover, if you close the school, you just close it. At most, you just lay off the teachers and students. If the building is a problem, why not just turn it into an activity building for the high school? The money invested in the hardware is just going to go down the drain, right?
The most outrageous thing is that after they decided to demolish it, they didn't do it cleanly. Later they had to redo it. It was almost discovered, but they didn't do it covertly and went to an excavator rental company to rent an excavator.
The above-mentioned things were full of loopholes, which led to some insiders who, although they had decided to silence them quietly, still blatantly built a crematorium to burn the bodies.
There is a crematorium to erase all traces, but why bother building an air-raid shelter to secretly hide the evidence?
They had already decided to hide the evidence for their own enjoyment, and they also kidnapped Schiller and three other people.
They decided to let these people stay in the mountains forever. As soon as the accident happened, Schiller was transferred back to the crematorium. They also sent all the outsiders to the crematorium, but they had not yet thrown away the ashes of those who were silenced.
Well, if these decisions were made by Williams, Schiller would really recommend that he see a psychiatrist.
These behaviors are so disjointed that it's as if the left and right brains had punched each other, turning the entire inside of the skull into a mess.
You say he wanted to get satisfaction by showing his work like a normal serial killer, but he stuffed the bones here and there and didn't dare to show any of them to anyone.
But if you say he wanted to hide out of caution, then the things he did were bigger and bigger. All the serial killers Schiller knew combined might not be able to cause such a big project as demolishing a school, building a crematorium, and converting an air-raid shelter.
If you say he is reckless, you can see that he is really trying his best to hide himself. If you say he is cowardly, he can't wait to blaming the inconsistencies in his behavior on others.
Schiller speculated that this series of stupid things was not Williams's idea alone. Although this guy was not very smart in crime, he was still doing well in business.
He was building schools, crematoriums, and renovating air-raid shelters, but he didn't run out of funds. In this time when everyone is tight on money, he was able to come up with some money to hire security guards. It seems that he not only hired one batch, but a new batch is replaced every few months. This shows that he cannot be a stupid person.
Schiller speculated that this inconsistency was most likely due to the lack of unity in the team's own thinking.
It can be seen that some people just want to secretly satisfy their own little hobbies, so they keep their collections; some people may want to create an industrial chain, so they built crematoriums and want to process waste in large quantities; some people may be too afraid of being discovered and want to destroy all evidence, so they demolish primary and secondary schools with great fanfare.
After getting the urns, Schiller kept samples in sealed bags. Those who have survived to this day are easier to deal with, as their identities can be easily determined through genetic comparison.
What made Schiller feel a little hesitant now was how to deal with Williams, so he decided to call Gordon.
After the call was connected, there was a lot of noise on Gordon's end. It was obvious that he was in the police station. Gordon's voice sounded as if it took a lot of effort to break away from the noisy noise.
"What's wrong? Schiller, I was just about to call you, and you called me."
"Why did you call me?"
"There are many things, but the most important one is that the pea bone you gave me has found its owner. It belongs to a little boy named Buffa. He suddenly disappeared on a rainy night about ten years ago."
"His mother was a physical education teacher. She broke her leg while looking for him and became mentally unstable. His father was an engineer with a good income, but he quit his job and worked odd jobs while looking for his son."
"But they searched the entire community, the entire Gotham, and even half of the East Coast, but couldn't find their son. Little Buffalo just disappeared into thin air until... until we found his bones."
Just as Gordon finished speaking, a huge noise drowned out his voice. Schiller heard a woman's voice saying, "He is very smart. When he was four years old, he could build a very large castle with building blocks and make up a series of stories. The kindergarten teacher said that he would definitely be a writer in the future..."
"He loves to pester me to tell him stories. His eyes sparkle under the desk lamp. He will use his little hands to open the new picture book because he thinks this can help me relieve stress..."
The woman spoke very quickly and Schiller only heard roughly what she said. There seemed to be many people on Gordon's side who were comforting her, but the loud crying at the end made Schiller understand that this woman had accepted the fact that her son was dead.
Schiller took Andre back to the room where Williams was imprisoned as quickly as possible. Williams was still asleep. He said to Andre, "Since you are from the Lawrence family, you should know Gordon. Send these samples to the Gotham Police Department and say that I asked you to send them. He won't make things difficult for you."
Andrei said nothing, nodded and left. Schiller looked at a black man behind him and said, "Now go to the finance office of the crematorium and take as much cash as you can. Don't leave them a penny, and then you can divide it equally."
The black man didn't say anything and turned away. Schiller said to one of the remaining two people, "Go to the utility room and find a rope or something else that can be used to tie them up."
Finally he said to the remaining man, "You go drive."
No one asked why or how to do it. These guys were all veterans in the world of lawless outlaws. It didn't matter how they got into the finance office, as long as they had a piece of wire, they had everything. It didn't matter whether they had a car or not, as long as they had a stone, they had everything.
Soon, Schiller got the rope, took off Williams' shirt, stuffed it into his mouth, tied him up tightly, and then lifted him from the back door into the trunk of the car.
Schiller did not go there himself, but gave the driver an address and asked them to transport Williams there. The money they got from the finance office was not much, but it was enough for the trip.
Because of the existence of the forest, the Polokhin community is not very hot. In addition, it is late at night and the evening breeze is blowing, so it is very comfortable to walk on the road.
Schiller walked to the center of the community, which was a residential area. Because the population was relatively small, the houses were large and far apart. At this time, only one house had the light on.
Schiller entered the house.
Only the parents of Buffa, the boy who owned the pea bone, would turn on the lights after receiving Gordon's notification in the middle of the night. Because they were too anxious, they had no time to turn off the lights. This should be their home.
Schiller guessed correctly. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a photo of a family of three. It seemed to be taken in their backyard. The three of them were smiling brightly on the dark green lawn.
The mother has red hair tied in a ponytail in front of her, the father has wheat-colored skin, and the brown-haired boy is holding a new box of building blocks, with a missing front tooth in his grinning mouth.
Everyone has an unforgettable summer. It must be a long summer with bright sunshine and lush green trees.
Schiller remembered that in that summer, he saw the nurse who had been recuperating for half a year due to an injury come back, carrying a lunch box in a wrinkled plastic bag, standing under the shade of the largest tree in the yard, and waved to him.
(End of this chapter)