Chapter 414: The Transvestite Killer (1/2)

At the entrance of the neighborhood, we came across a Mercedes parked by the side of the road. The driver was as motionless and unresponsive as a puppet–another one of the ‘dogs’ domesticated by the Dog Trainer without a doubt!

I was about to get into the car when Song Xingchen held my shoulder and warned, ”Think twice.”

”Don't worry,” I sighed. “I will never betray my principles!”

I knew exactly why the Dog Trainer wanted me to handle such dirty work. He was a master at brainwashing which began with action. If I accepted such moralless tasks one task at a time, my stance on the matter would gradually shift.

When I was a child, I listened to the ballad of ”Golden Dart Hero.” Huang Tianba was a hero at first. But after being caught by the government who gave him both carrot and stick, Huang Tianba gradually turned into a government slave whose hands were covered with friends’ blood.

Once you crossed the line, it was easy to lose all morality. Thus, in the war with the Dog Trainer, I had to keep my principles and listen to my conscience!

As soon as we got into the car, the driver started driving. When we passed a store, I yelled for him to stop.

I was just about to alight the vehicle when the driver pulled out a gun and pointed it at me. ”The master says you’re not allowed to leave halfway!”

Song Xingchen threatened, ”Would you like me to cut off those hands?”

”Alright, I understand. Song Xingchen, get my tools and I'll meet you in Mount Treasure Park later.” As I spoke, I handed him the evidence wrapped in the rubber gloves and showed him my cell phone with the words I had previously typed: Inform the three of them that they may be assassinated!

Before getting out of the car, Song Xingchen took the gloves and cautioned, ”Be careful!”

I was driven to Mount Treasure Park which was covered with dense fog early in the morning. There wasn’t a soul in sight. I opened the trunk which contained gasoline, a shovel, ammonia, and some other tools used to dispose of corpses. Ammonia could destroy DNA and was a good choice for removing blood.

Grabbing the tools, I headed for the park with the driver in tow.

The park was huge, so I searched for higher ground that overlooked the surroundings and noted possible dump sites.

After walking around, I suddenly smelled the faint odor of blood. I scanned the area and found a corpse underneath a tree, covered with fallen leaves.

The realization dawned upon me–the murderer was the Transvestite Killer who had disappeared for many years! He was a homosexual who picked out good-looking young men and even boys, dressed them up as women for his own sexual gratification, and then cruelly killed them.

After committing a brutal murder a few years ago, he was supposedly wandering around so his whereabouts were unknown. Apparently, the case of the boy in red, a sensational case from back then, was his work. I never imagined that he would flee to Nanjiang City and commit murder under the protection of the organization.

Taking a few deep breaths to calm myself down, I began examining the body. The time of death was about four hours ago, and the cause of death was postural asphyxia, that is, placing the victim in a certain position, such as tying their hands and feet behind their backs, forcing them to suffocate due to obstructed breathing.

The victim suffered a long period of torture and sexual assault before his death. Judging from the earliest wound, he was held captive for about five or six hours. I noticed white foam on the chin that appeared to be shaving cream.

I removed the victim’s clothes and found his mutilated genitals covered in blood. What was more outrageous was the spots of dried semen around his crotch. There was also a faint smell of alcohol that seemed to be wine. The tannic acid in wine could constrict blood vessels and stop bleeding. The murderer must have used wine to clean the wound.

I was so absorbed in the autopsy that I completely forgot my present situation.