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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

The world of online streaming is a peculiar one. It's an industry where barriers to entry are virtually nonexistent, and anyone—regardless of education, looks, or connections—can strike gold overnight. For Harley Quinn, a 50-year-old veteran streamer, this was both a blessing and a curse.

With the help of beauty filters, Harley transformed into a youthful, doe-eyed girl on screen, her maid outfit and thick foundation hidden beneath layers of digital enhancement. Her live stream was a mix of saccharine sweetness and calculated charm, designed to lure in viewers—and their wallets.

At midnight, as Harley thanked a young viewer for a small donation, a flashy animation lit up her screen. A "plane" gift—worth hundreds of pounds—zoomed across the chat, courtesy of a new viewer: *Rural Farmer.*

Harley's eyes gleamed. The name, the simple profile picture, the lavish gifts—this was no ordinary viewer. This was a *fat sheep.*

"Welcome, big brother! Thank you for the plane!" Harley cooed, her voice dripping with faux gratitude.

Another plane followed. Then another.

Harley's excitement grew. *This guy's loaded,* she thought. *And probably lonely.*

After the stream ended, Harley wasted no time. She sent a private message to Rural Farmer, along with her social media details. Soon, a friend request popped up: George Brown, a middle-aged man with a plain, almost comical profile picture.

Their conversation was brief but promising. George promised more gifts, and Harley played her part—flirty, grateful, and just aloof enough to keep him hooked.

Victor Black set down his phone, a cold smile playing on his lips. "The fish has taken the bait."

George Brown was a persona he'd crafted meticulously—a wealthy, lonely man with a penchant for online generosity. Harley, with her vanity and greed, was the perfect mark.

**Scotland Yard, Serious Crime Squad**

Sebastian Gray paced the office, showing Lily White, his new assistant, the ropes.

"This is the interrogation room. Over there, the elevators. And here—"

"Wait, slow down!" Lily interrupted, scribbling furiously in her notebook. "I can't remember all this!"

Sebastian sighed. Lily was… well, not the sharpest tool in the shed. But she was earnest, and for now, that would have to do.

"Fine," he said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Let's start with something simpler. Coffee."

Harley lounged in bed, scrolling through George's profile. *Climbing, fishing, antiques…* She rolled her eyes. *Boring.* But his bank account? Far from it.

She typed out a message: *"Brother George, will you come to see me again tomorrow?"*

The reply came quickly: *"Yes. And more gifts."*

Harley grinned. *This is going to be easy.*

Victor leaned back in his chair, the glow of his laptop illuminating his face. Harley's greed was predictable, her vanity a weakness he could exploit.

But this wasn't just about money. This was about control.

*The best hunters,* he thought, *often appear as prey.*

Chapter 22: Prey or Hunter?