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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, Conference Room — 9:00 AM**

The room buzzed with quiet energy as seven individuals gathered around a polished oak table. James Morrison stood at the head, his expression grim but resolute.

"Let's keep this brief," he said, gesturing to Sebastian Gray. "This is Sebastian Gray, our deputy team leader and consultant."

Sebastian leaned back in his chair, a lazy grin spreading across his face. "I'm here for the coffee runs and occasional brilliance. The hard work? That's on you."

A ripple of laughter eased the tension.

James continued, introducing the team:

- **Thomas Wilson**: Fieldwork lead. "If it's heavy lifting, I'll need protein powder first."

- **Charles Brown**: Forensic doctor. "My scalpel's sharper than Holmes's deductions."

- **Alan Smith**: Cyber tech expert. "I fix computers, not printers."

- **Jack Wilson**: Forensic trace analyst. "I'll find that needle in the haystack."

- **Goodman David**: Psychology expert. "Need a mind read? I'm your person."

Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "Looks like I'll be busy brewing coffee for this crew."

James turned to Charles. "Let's start with the autopsies."

Charles adjusted his glasses and opened a file. "David Smith died from a single stab wound. No toxins, no defensive injuries. He'd been sweating heavily, likely walking for hours before death."

"And John Wilson?" James pressed.

"Same as before—penicillin overdose. But here's the kicker: his body was moved post-mortem. Blood pooling suggests someone shifted him within an hour of death."

James's eyes lit up. "Can we tie this to Margaret?"

Charles shook his head. "Circumstantial at best. She could claim she bumped him in her sleep."

Sebastian chimed in. "And we'd have no way to disprove it."

Jack leaned forward, his voice steady. "The Camel Hill crime scene was pristine. The pit was hand-dug, no machinery. The killer's tall—over 1.75 meters—and strong. Wore gloves and foot covers. No footprints, just fibers."

"How old's the pit?" James asked.

"About a week. This 'Ghost' planned meticulously."

**Alan's Findings — 10:30 AM**

Alan tapped his laptop, projecting a screen. "Margaret's digital footprint's clean—except for one text. A link to a deleted website. No trace of its contents."

Sebastian's eyes narrowed. "Can we recover it?"

"Not without a team and serious resources. Even then, it's a long shot."

**Goodman's Analysis — 11:00 AM**

Goodman folded her hands, her gaze piercing. "I need the full picture. Sebastian, walk us through David Smith's case."

Sebastian nodded, his tone shifting to serious.

Chapter 16: The Task Force Assembles