Black Butterfly, Where Does the Black Butterfly Go Drink Water Chapter 5

[BL NOVEL] Black b.u.t.terfly (Part 5)   Black b.u.t.terfly, Where does the Black b.u.t.terfly Go Drink Water by Beep Beep Beep

    The new horrible crime that happened in a while grabbed people’s attention drastically. Alvin John’s name came up again, but the police denied by saying the way of this criminal’s killing and torturing method is different. Mrs. Zejens wasn’t that friendly with the neighbors. She only interact with them occasionally, and the neighbors avoided her because of her cranky personality. She is the type who would smack kids’ head once if their ball gets on her lawn. It is the fact that she was not welcomed.   “-We are still investigating by questioning. You can’t go back to your house for a while.”   Tim carefully explained to this one pale man. The man willingly accepted the interrogation when he came to the station, but because of the big shock he got, he was little in panic. He was stuttering and crying but strongly defended that his mother didn’t have that good personality, but she wasn’t the type who deserves this kind of treatment. Tim was little perplexed trying to soothe him and went to Jude who was leaning on the wall with a sleepy face in the side of the station.   “What do you think?”   “-Huuh? What?”   “Jude, wake up. I mean the case, this case.”   “Ah, yeah, the case. It looks like this person really hated this lady.”   “That’s obvious. How can a person do this if he or she didn’t have this kind of feeling towards her?”   “That person probably argued with the lady and got verbally abused a lot. Not only with few mean glare. We can focus on that and find who she had a bad relationship with anyone. Then something will come out.”   “Argued? Why?”   “The hand in her mouth.”   He frowned his eye brows little bit like saying “what?” And Jude closed his eyes shook his head few times like he’s trying wake up, and he pointed at the pictures that they took in the scene on the desk.   “The hand from the corpse’s body was shoved inside the head’s mouth on the table. And they knew it later, but they found food waste poured on the cut throat of the body.”   “So?”   “It’s saying shut up.”   He’s tone was like he already knew it. He looked at Tim like- why are you asking so obvious? Tim just nodded his head doubtfully. It was easy to figure out, but he couldn’t get used to this horrible situation. Just because he wanted to shut her mouth, he did that? With an uncomfortable feeling, Tim asked Jude who was looking through his pockets saying, “Ah- I want to eat mint candy, mint candy.”   “In the future…. Will the killing happen again?”   “Huh? Who knows. If he is the type who hid his violent nature, this can be his trigger and kill people from now on. If he just hated that lady, this can be the last one. But looking at how he did cruel things in his first crime, it’s highly likely that he’ll do it again. Haaa (yawning sound), we can just investigate and catch him fast.”   “……That’s true.”   Am I being sensitive? Tim looked at Jude peeling off the mint candy wrapper and asked himself. He was usually indifferent about everything, but during these kind of horrible homicide, Tim thought it was amazing that he is able to keep his pace all the time.   “Let’s rest little bit and start the questioning again.”   “Okay. It’s not like we’re the only people working…. I’m gonna sleep little bit. It’s killing me.”   “Okay. I’ll wake you up after three hours.”     ***     The investigation was unexpectedly slow. They heard the neighbors’ words. In general, they said, “We weren't close. We just thought she was weird, and we never argued. She didn’t even like to talk.” As the questioning was getting longer, Tim started to feel nervous. What if this is the first crime of another serial killer? What if he didn’t have any feeling towards ‘Mrs. Zejens,’ and just hated women in that age? What if he just turned random door k.n.o.bs and committed the crime?   “Not sure…. I don’t know if the door was opened. I didn’t hear any particular scream and resisting sound. If that’s the case, hm, was it opened?”   “I see.”   A lady living next door Amada’s testimony.   “That lady? I know. When I was playing baseball, the ball went in that house’s lawn. She came out with scary eyes, so we couldn’t ask her to give back our b.a.l.l.s. We just ran away.”   Little boy neighbor Hans’ story.   “Ah, now I think of it. I think I saw a suspicious man roaming around that lady’s house. I was wondering why he was doing that because there wasn’t any pretty woman. Even if it was a robber, it’s a poor house only people come by is that salary man, so her son.”   After they heard the story from the house across high school girl Clara, Jude and Tim stopped walking around the neighborhood and headed to the scene. The scene where it had a yellow tape wrapped around still had dried blood smell.   “Do you think that high school girl’s story is correct?”   “Who knows. We can have some kind of evidence coming out from the lab.”   “Do you think it’s possible…. to be a robbery?”   “It’s not impossible. But the reason of this homicide was not a robbery. If it was a robbery, he could’ve just stab few times and find the money, but this is too much. Did you investigate the son?”
  “Yeah, the money relationship was clean, and there was no evidence of arguing with the mother. It was only him that visited this house, and he was a very obedient child when he was young.”   “Ah, I see.”   “And all the neighbors near here have their alibi. Just like that son said, this lady never had any fight that would cause this kind of homicide. Everyone is just a common household. They didn’t have anything weird. So that’s why the focus is going…”   “Alvin Johns looked normal too. No, he looked way intelligent.”   Tim stopped walking at turned around and saw Jude. His partner didn’t have any particular emotion in his eyes.   “This case… Do you think Alvin Johns did it?”   “No. I didn’t mean that way. To be Alvin Johns, this guy has too much feeling. You could feel his strong hatred. Alvin Johns is, how should I say it, killing and torturing like kids killing ants. Hm, you know like kids say innocently, ‘I was curious how long will it take to burn an ant.’? It’s highly likely that he did those with full of experimental mind.”   “….Even, even though they’re the same humans?”   “That guy doesn’t see other people as same level as him. And that guy can’t feel other people’s pain. You know how psychopaths are? To be exact, he seems like he’s a hybrid psychopath, but he perfectly has those kind of characteristics.”   “While you guys were talking, did he say that?”   “Yeah…. Hm, the main reason was the pure experimental mind, the things that trigger that were very minor things seriously minor things. Like being rude to him little bit, trying to get overly close to him, or getting confessed in front of his face from a person he never had any feeling. Then he thought, ‘Ah, if I’m gonna do it, these people will be good.’ Well, after that, you know.”   I shoved in my colleague by himself for four hours listening to these kind of story! Suddenly Tim felt deep guilty and anger at the same time. He turned his head and said,   “s.h.i.t, those kind of guys need to feel pain to feel how painful dead people felt.”   “That guy, he can’t even feel his own pain well. When he gets hurt, he faintly recognizes his own pain. Among the psychopaths, there are some cases that they feel sympathy to themselves only, but this guy is totally opposite. He doesn’t even have attachment to himself that much.”   “How do you know that?”   “I told him he’s gonna get executed, but he didn’t move a single muscle on his face.”   “………Crazy b.a.s.t.a.r.d.”   He spit out a curse with a deep hatred and slowly looked around the blood stained kitchen. They still couldn’t find the weapon that killed the lady, but the autopsy result suspect a big kitchen knife. They said the unsub sincerely sliced the person’s throat. Probably the he took the weapon.   While Tim was trying to avoid stepping on blood stains, Jude was looking at the sink carefully and waved his arm at Tim to call him.   “Tim, Tim. Come here.”   “Why?”   “Here, look at the place where the knife was stored in. Among the knives, one spot is empty.”   He looked at the sink and among the knives, the biggest one was missing.   “Ah, that’s true.”   “The weapon, do you think he took it out from here?”
  “Maybe. Other place is completely clean and perfect like an illness. This spot is missing. It feels incompatible.”   “…Weird. It’s weird that the weapon that killed the lady is this kitchen knife. If the unsub came in with a plan, he probably prepared his own weapon.”   “Hm, what if he brought a stick and thought killing her with a knife later?”   “That’s weird too. If he had a stick, he should’ve hit her with it first. There wasn’t even a single scream. That’s supposed to be the order. Hit her on the head from behind and cut her throat. I can understand that, but the autopsy result didn’t say anything about trauma to the head. Then try to kill her with the knife from the first place? Then the unsub supposed to walk to the sink and pull out the knife. There is no way the lady didn’t see that. She should’ve screamed or resisted him.”   “What is it then? What happened?   Jude closed his mouth for a second. The expression he makes during a case isn’t that big different from picking a pizza at a pizza store. Tim thought feeling anxiety right now looks stupid somehow by looking at Jude. Soon Jude turned his body.   “Let’s go to the station.”   “Huh? Why?”   “I have to check something. They didn’t send away those people yet, right?   “Ah…. I think so.”     Jude was walking fast, and Tim quickly caught up to him. He knew it very well that when his partner who is never serious acts this way, there is an exit to a solution. ---------------------------------------------------------------------