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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

**East End London — Supermarket Parking Lot**

Sebastian Gray squinted at the gnarled oak tree beside the supermarket. Alva Anderson, the delivery driver, fidgeted behind him.

"You're *sure* you parked here?" Sebastian pressed.

"Yes, sir!" Alva's voice cracked. "Dropped the order outside, ran back. Took thirty seconds, tops!"

Sebastian crouched behind the tree. The dirt bore faint scuff marks—almost invisible.

Lily White peeked over his shoulder. "What're we—"

"Quiet." Sebastian traced the marks. *Footprints. Covered.*

He stood, dusting his hands. "Ghost swapped the takeout here. Prepped an identical meal—poisoned—while Alva was gone."

Sebastian projected crime scene photos. "Ghost didn't tamper with the food. He *replaced* it."

Thomas Wilson frowned. "How'd he know Alva'd park *there*?"

Goodman leaned forward. "Human instinct. Darkness, a lone tree—delivery drivers seek shelter subconsciously. Ghost counted on it."

Charles Brown whistled. "Cold. Calculated every move."

"But he slipped," Sebastian said, a rare grin forming. "First time he's gotten *close*. Left a trail."

James Morrison crossed his arms. "What trail?"

Sebastian paced. "John Wilson, David Smith—Ghost orchestrated from the shadows. Untouchable. But Harley's case? He stepped onto the stage."

He tapped the screen, zooming on the scuffed dirt. "He *touched* the game. Left a whisper of himself."

Goodman nodded. "Perfection's an illusion. Even gods bleed."

**Interrogation Room — Later**

Alva slumped in his chair. "I swear, I didn't see nothin'!"

Sebastian tossed him a coffee. "Relax. You're our proof."

**Night — Sebastian's Office**

Lily doodled angels on a notepad. "Why's he risking it now?"

Sebastian stared at the case board. Ghost's taunting calls. The red numbers. The toxin.

"He's hungry," he murmured. "Hungry for a challenge. And hunger makes you reckless."

Chapter 28: Flaws and Hope