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[Realism] [High-IQ Crime]
[Peak Mental Duel]
[No Female Lead] [Logic Enthusiast]
 
The police received a call. A person who claimed to be the Ghost said that he was going to kill someone in three days. What's more, the other party hoped that the police could immediately dispatch officers to protect this person, and he intended to complete the hunt under the police's tight protection.
 
In response to this, the police attached great importance to it and made thorough arrangements. When the three-day period arrived, the result was beyond everyone's belief. The target was dead!
 
However, this was just the beginning.
 
The Ghost's goal was to complete 99 perfect crimes and kill 99 enemies.
 
Thus, one perfect crime after another occurred, and the biggest serial murder case in history came into being!

The Ghost in the Dark Night: The Ultimate Revenge Strategy

**Scotland Yard — Serious Crime Unit Office**

Sebastian Gray, James Morrison, and Thomas Wilson sat in tense silence—save for Sebastian, who lounged calmly in his chair.

"James," Sebastian said abruptly, "we need a psychologist. A *real* one."

Thomas frowned. "We've got certified ones on the team."

"Not the same," Sebastian replied, locking eyes with James. "You know what I mean."

James rubbed his temples. "No one like that in London. And even if there were, they wouldn't join the force."

Sebastian leaned forward. "Find the best. I'll handle recruitment. Use my father's connections if needed. This Ghost Butcher… he's playing a long game. Focus on catching him. I'll shield you from the brass."

James gripped Sebastian's shoulder. "Thanks."

Thomas, younger and brasher, pulled Sebastian into a bear hug. "You're family now."

By day's end, the "Ghost Butcher Case" was officially launched. A specialized task force assembled:

- **James Morrison**: Lead investigator.

- **Sebastian Gray**: Deputy leader and consultant.

- **Thomas Wilson**: Field operations commander.

Forensics, cyber experts, and psychologists (pending) rounded out the team. Scotland Yard was all-in.

**Abandoned Industrial Zone — 3:00 AM**

Victor Black's black sedan rolled into a derelict warehouse—one of two secret strongholds. The location was perfect: isolated, surveillanceless, forgotten.

Inside, he peeled back a rusted sheet to reveal a basement door. The space below was obsessively organized:

- **Box 1**: Stacks of vintage Nokia phones.

- **Box 2**: Burner SIM cards, prepped years in advance.

He disposed of tonight's gear, exited, and vanished into the night.

Victor nursed a whiskey at a dim-lit bar, blending seamlessly. Two miles from his stronghold, he hailed a taxi home.

**Dreamland Community — 5:00 AM**

He collapsed into bed, the Ghost Butcher's mask shed for now.

**Central London — Saturday Afternoon**

Victor and his friend Eric Matthews queued at a subway station, tickets for *Transformers 9* in hand.

"Need to act normal," Victor reminded himself. Friends, movies, shopping—cover staples.

As they reached the turnstiles, a voice called out:

Sebastian Gray stood smirking, a manila folder under his arm.

"Sebastian Gray," the consultant said, extending a hand. "Alex's cousin."

"Right! Parents' meeting guy!" Eric grinned.

Sebastian's gaze lingered on Victor. "Off to Central London?"

Sebastian's smile tightened. "Enjoy the movie."

As he walked away, a woman in a trench coat approached him.

"Miss Goodman," Sebastian said, shaking her hand. "Welcome to the task force."

Chapter 14: The Ghost Butcher