TK_Selwyn

All I ever wanted was for famous detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Arsène Lupin to appear in my dreams and share their wisdom. But instead, why am I hearing the voices of notorious serial killers in my head, guiding me to solve a string of mysterious cases?

I Can Hear a Serial Killer's Voice in My Head

Bundy is right, of course. Manager Joo should have been on our list of suspects from the very beginning give his access to the inner workings of the post office.

But even as the realization settles like a lead weight in my gut, I can feel the doubt beginning to creep in, the nagging sense that pursuing this lead could be a mistake. After all, Manager Joo is a respected figure, a man with the authority to cover his tracks and manipulate the very evidence we rely on to build our case.

As I struggle to find a way forward, Bundy's voice echoes in my mind once more, a mocking whisper that sends a chill down my spine. "I've got a simple solution," he purrs, his voice dripping with false sympathy. "But you'll have to trust me. Follow my lead, and we'll have our killer in no time."

The Fourth Case (11)