Lost Memories | A Liskook Adaptation

Chapter 26: A Series of Inferences

"I am a killer.

I have been one for five, eight, or ten years? The time is not relevant.

I have a lot of money. I have never made a mistake. Otherwise, I would already be a prisoner captured by the Chinese police.

I can buy whatever I desire, and play whatever I want. Although I'm not extremely wealthy, I don't have any financial stress.

My finger is used to pull the trigger; I feel nothing while looking at each of the dead bodies. All that comes to my mind is that I would receive another big sum of money.

I'm far away from the lives of ordinary people. But when I don't have any requests, I must live among them. Even when I walk into the crowd, I don't feel my own existence......"

"Wait" a voice interrupts.

It's Chatterbox.

He looks at Lisa, who's standing by the window with her head down murmuring, "Little Sister Lisa, although you're pretending that you're the killer to fathom his mind and it sounds quite interesting, would a killer be this emotional deep down inside? Like walking into the crowd and can't feel his existence...... it sounds like a poem......"

After his ramble, he only gets Lisa rolling her eyes in return.

"Nonsense," she hops and sits on the window sill, "Please make note that although we have encountered the first psychotic and professional killer in the history of China, he cannot escape the fate of a psycho he must be emotionally distressed, on top of his emotional outbreak from being provoked by a certain incident. The incident is an outside factor, while the start of it all is always from within his inner self."

Bambam adds, "Which means that he has been suppressing his feelings for a long time."

"Yes," Lisa answers, "Otherwise, there are so many professional killers and none of them are psychotic except for him? There has to be a certain deciding factor in the appearance of an exception."

It's already 4 or 5pm; the setting sun is shining diagonally from the window. A crime scene of yesterday is left in silence today.

Lisa lifts her head. Bambam is standing the closest to her; still a face full of seriousness and admiration. Cold Face is expressionless, while Chatterbox is thinking hard to digest her words.

Standing farthest from her is Jungkook, who's wearing black gloves and has both of his hands in his pockets. When he doesn't smile, his aura is always cold. His eyes shift towards her every now and then.

Lisa looks down.

In the past, she has always made inferences based on logical analyses and experiences to come up with the results.

Pretending to be the serial killer to get a sense of what goes on in his mind and even imitating his every word and every move she has never done this kind of inference before. But for some reason, she started getting the hang of it today.

Could it be that only serial killers can trigger her deepest and most sensitive nerve that is hidden inside of her?

And she actually feels quite natural about making inferences this way?

Thankfully, besides Chatterbox, no one else thinks she's crazy.

"Due to my work, I often need to change where I live, but the housing prices are quite high these days. Even though I'm a professional killer, I cannot afford buying too many apartments, so I usually rent. I would rent a mid range apartment in a not too busy but not too isolated area. I would drive the most common kind of vehicle in the city. That way, I can keep myself hidden. And the most common car in City Lan is a Citreon. I would buy a Citreon Elysee that's around 100,000 RMB, or a C-Quatre," she says, "but I lean more towards a C-Quatre because it has a better exterior appearance. It would be in black because it would make it harder to spot at night."