Chapter Sixteen: The Murder Continues
"What do you want from me? Why did you bring me here?"
The Chemistry Policewoman has annoyingly asked her companion about their location since she was asked on official capacity to verify a substance in a supposed crime scene, but there was nothing there when they arrived. It was very suspicious that she would be bothered from her current workload to look into a certain element of the crime, only to find an empty scene. She started to be irritated.
"So where is the substance? Is this some sort of a joke?" she asked again with sarcasm.
The Physics Policeman, her companion, simply showed her an evil smile, but said nothing. He simply looked at her in a devious manner, taunting, and almost flirting.
"If this is some sort of a prank, it is not funny!"
The Chemistry Policewomen was ready to leave pretty angry, but the Physics Policeman grab a hold of her by the arm. He chuckled as the Policewoman tried to wriggle out of his reach. His cunning ways are simply under appreciated by his victims, which is a surprise to many that he possesses a devious manner for someone who has the attractive face of an angel.
"Where are you going?" he said playfully. His voice is full of murderous warning.
"Away from here. Away from you. Why did you bring me here and waste my time? There was no crime, apparently. What is wrong with you? Why bother me and bring me here?"
The Physics Policeman gave out a loud devilish laugh.
"There is a crime," he said with the same intensity of the eyes of a murderer. "There is about to be."
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It did not take him too long to subdue the Policewoman. He managed to knock her over as she tried to escape, and he was very careful not to injure her more than what he intended in his ruthless mind because he must carefully leave the clues for all the murders that he had committed so far.
It was his silly intention from the very beginning to make a fool out of the Tower of Taxonomy, and he is not backing down from this solemn promise of retribution. One day, the Scientific Council will shame itself in public.
If someone would be brave enough to ask him why he was doing all of these, and why he gradually developed a deep hatred for the Scientific Council to which he faithfully belong, he will simply laugh at the question as if it was nothing serious. Because, indeed, the cause of his retribution is literally a prank.
Its true. He is crazy and everything is simply a joke.
Of course, these reasons do not make sense, and may sound very psychotic to some. But he knows for certain what he was doing, and he will make a reason for the Scientific Council and the Literary Committee to enter into a childish quarrel and going to a civil war for all the right reasons that he had created.
This will be fun. The mere thought of it made him extremely thrilled.
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