Super Detective in the Fictional World

not even nineteen yet.”

Selina choked.
Indeed, it wasn’t strange for an eighteen-year-old boy to pursue a girl only one or two years younger than him.

They finished the rest of their lunch in peace.

They roamed the school again that afternoon and visited the crime scenes after that, which included the spot where Deputy Director Condra’s niece was killed as well as Sandra’s home.

They were only familiarizing themselves with the environment, and didn’t expect to find any leads, partly because the case happened three days ago, and partly because scant evidence had been left behind at the crime scenes.

Luke didn’t find anything from Sandra with his Sharp Nose either, though the suspect who had assaulted her was her boyfriend Billy.

Billy had gone to see Sandra the night of the crime, which was why he was suspected of being the serial killer.
However, there wasn’t enough of his smell for Luke to determine that he was the criminal.

It gradually turned dark while they were checking out the town, and the residents quickly and solemnly went on their way.

Housewives returned home with their babies, and children playing in the yard were summoned back to the house.

Most women in places like bars also paid their bills and went home.

Luke could only shake his head.
“This is unbelievable.”

He had never seen a situation like this, where one murderer could make the people of an entire town hide in fear, which seemed rather absurd.

That was precisely the panic that a serial killer could cause.

After all, nobody could be sure that they wouldn’t be the next victim.

They certainly valued their own lives more than leisure.

Polk also said that a curfew had been implemented until the serial killer was found.

But Luke wasn’t very hopeful.

The residents would only tolerate the curfew for half a month at most.
If it was prolonged, chances were that Polk would lose his position as sheriff.

That explained why Polk was friendly to Luke and Selina.
He was too stressed to care about reputation any longer.

That night, Luke and Selina went to Polk’s home.

Polk took them to his study.
Although nobody except his wife was at home, he remembered what Luke said about the importance of confidentiality.

While Luke and Selina browsed the case files, Polk opened the window and lit a cigarette.

But he coughed after smoking for a short while.

Luke glanced at him and said, “Sheriff Polk, it’s been a long time since you smoked, hasn’t it?!

Polk said with a bitter smile, “Call me Polk.
I quit smoking, but the last few days…”

Luke thought for a moment, then said, “How about this? While Selina reads the files here, you can show me what you have at the police station.”

Polk asked, “Are you a forensic scientist?”

Luke provided validation without blinking an eye.
“My uncle is an administrator at the forensics center in Las Vegas.”

Polk’s eyes bulged.
“Really?”

Luke spread his hands.
“I wouldn’t have become a police officer so quickly if it wasn’t for the guidance of my family elders.”

He wasn’t lying.
If Robert hadn’t pulled strings for him, Luke wouldn’t even have been able to become a security officer.