Wine and Gun

In the end, the class ended well, and all in all, Olga was sure that her students definitely took a lot of money to talk about when they left the subject, although any sane person should know that when trying to pick up girls, Talking about pervert murderers is probably not a good strategy. And although they are satisfied, when they come up with the paper to be written next week, the level of the paper is another matter entirely.

As Olga expected, the man who answered the question did not leave immediately after the class, but limped towards the podium - only then did Olga realize that he was holding one hand crutches, swaying his entire body weight on the crutches - he stood in front of Olga and said, "Hello, Professor Molozer."

"Hello," Olga replied, struggling to stuff a stack of lesson plans into her bag, without condescending to reach out to shake hands with him, "Who are you?"

The other party seemed to react unexpectedly to her. On the contrary, there was an interesting smile on this person's face: "I'm Orion Hunter."

Olga looked up and looked at her for a moment with a strange focus, then she said, "You're the famous bounty hunter?"

"I'm surprised that I'm already considered 'famous'," the bounty hunter replied calmly.

"At least you are very famous in WLPD, obviously not every bounty hunter will often put down ordinary bail-out fugitives and try to catch unaccounted criminal suspects instead, you have a part of your work. It coincides with the private detective." Olga replied.

The other party shrugged his shoulders easily, obviously acknowledging Olga's statement. Not only that, but he added: "And ... there's often a bit of a legal issue."

"When you have neither an arrest warrant nor a copy of the bail bond, of course there will be legal problems in trespassing. You are not charged now because of luck." Olga smiled, "Then, What did you come to me for? I don't think bounty hunters have any criminal psychology problems."

Orion Hunter laughed hard and took a piece of paper from his coat pocket and placed it in front of Olga: it was a clipping from the Buffalo News.

"I'm here to avoid legal issues," he said.

Olga glanced at the clipping: "It's a report on the murder that happened in Buffalo last month...they now call that serial killer 'The Family Executioner' or 'The Butcher' or something, I It has to be said that the level of naming journalists is really getting worse and worse."

"I'm here for this," said the bounty hunter.

Olga glanced up at him: "Really? No new murders have happened recently."

Hunter's voice lowered a little, he twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a cheerful smile: "I have reason to believe that this murderer has come to Westland."

When Lavasa McCard came out of the office, John Garcia trotted to keep up.

He'd just been scolded by their immediate boss--can't blame the madness, the slaughter in Buffalo, and the surviving kid who provided the portraitist with some suspect characteristics, but first of all, they didn't Not rich enough to complete a portrait, and secondly, the police took these characteristics and asked everyone who might have witnessed the murderer flee the scene of the crime. No one remembered such a suspicious looking guy.

Although their superiors seemed disappointed, it wasn't particularly out of McArd's expectations: the child was only six years old, frightened, and each time he was questioned, the description was different. Doubt that he would say the murderer was a vampire if he continued to ask. This problem occurs when survivors are children, and there is nothing they can do about it.

But Garcia, who was rushing in front of him now, was obviously in high spirits, and he shouted: "Sir, we have a new discovery!"

"What's wrong?" McCard asked hopelessly, the last time they thought they had something new, it was the kid who finally spoke up.

"There's a good chance a serial killer will return to the crime scene, isn't it?" Garcia said excitedly. "With that in mind, we sifted through footage from the vicinity of the crime scene in the days following each murder. , and then it turned out that another person appeared frequently near the crime scene."

As he spoke, he put a folder in his hand in front of Herstal. Herstal opened the folder and saw that there were many screenshots from cameras. Outline.

McCard asked, "You figured out who this guy is, right?"

Garcia nodded excitedly: "This person's name is Orion Hunter, from Westland."

Note:

[1] The state's law on homicide (actually the same as most state laws):

1. Intentional homicide

1st degree murder

① premeditated murder

②Murder in the process of committing other serious crimes (such as arson, robbery, qiángjian, night robbery, etc.)

2nd degree murder

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