Chapter 163: The Inevitable Connection (1/2)

Breathe, Sebastian.

I had to remind myself.

There were a few things that I needed to think about. If the police force had no clue who the BTS Killer was, neither should the accomplice. Even if he did have connections within the police force, he wouldn't know the answer to an unsolved mystery.

This could only mean one thing… he had a personal connection with the BTS Killer and knew from the very beginning who this person was. He used evidence from the killer's crimes to divert our attention from him.

Why did he want to inspire others to commit crimes? What could have made him think of something so twisted? I had never considered that. Adding in the love for the football cap he always donned on and the belief that he had a male figure in his life who influenced him greatly… could it be that this male figure was the BTS Killer?

With the knowledge of the crimes and watching this close influence indulging in crimes, he might have thought it was liberating. But that didn't explain why he would give out evidence that could lead to the capture of said influence.

I could only think of one thing.

Dissatisfaction.

I stood up from my perch on the floor and opened the door and walked down the hallway. I peered into Nash's office and he looked up immediately.

”Help me wheel in her board,” I asked him.

He glanced between the board and me before nodding reluctantly.

As we walked back down the hallway, I saw others stare at me. A mixture of pity and worry flashed in their eyes and I didn't understand their reaction.

”Why are they looking at me like that?” I asked Nash.

He sighed. ”They think you are boarding yourself inside the room to grieve. And I think it's a good thing. Your face shows your devastation and it is the best cover for us to keep investigating.” He patted my back in encouragement.

He wheeled in the board and looked at the pile of papers scattered on the floor.

”Why did you want the board?” he asked finally when the door was closed behind me.

”The victim's ID card was not found at the crime scene. I called the victim's mother and spoke to her at length. The family doesn't have the ID either.”

Nash rubbed his finger on his chin. ”So, the accomplice got his hand on the evidence and victim's property.” His eyes widened. ”Now that you mention it… It would make sense if they were related. The high intelligence and the possibility that the BTS killer is in a high position in the government would align with the accomplice having someone in the same positions, right?”

I nodded briefly. ”But we can only guess the BTS killer is a person in power right now…” I shook my head. I plopped down on the floor and spread out the paperwork on the victims.

”The killer was closely looking at his victims, stalking them until he knew they were alone in their home. That means he was in a position where he needed to frequent these localities and possibly had access to the interior of the houses.”

Nash closed his eyes, thinking of something. He picked up the file on the first victim and flipped through it. ”Definitely. He knew the victim's house and how to navigate through it. That is why the detectives at the time thought it was the cable guy or plumber who worked in the house before.”

”But this killer also knew to wipe down all evidence of his. Even though DNA was not a thing when he started killing, he made sure not to leave anything behind apart from what he used on the victim. Like he knew the technology would catch up to the evidence.”

”And the police never suspected that it could be someone in their own circle,” Nash gasped. ”You really think he is a police officer?” he asked, his voice slightly raised.

I blinked, not answering him in words. ”Maybe he was not a police officer then, but in the police academy or in suspension.” I raised my brow.

”You are saying that the periods of time he was on those killing sprees were when he was triggered into feeling powerless, right?” he whispered.