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Genetic Killer

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I bear the genes of crime, destined to be a criminal from birth. Fate led me to cross paths with Kitty Dawson, and together we entered the field of forensic science. Just before graduation, a horrifying blood incident occurred at the school. Kitty went missing, her fate unknown. I plummeted from heaven into darkness, with the demons within my soul stirring. After graduation, I became a forensic scientist. On my first day of work, a sensational case unfolded—the notorious Red Cloak Killer, silent for years, resurfaced. On this journey, witnessing the ugliness of human nature, I yearn even more for the light. Behind the bloodshed, there's a hidden hand manipulating event. I unravel the threads, revealing the existence of a dark organization. I've only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg, but I believe that light will ultimately triumph over darkness. My soul is tainted by darkness, yet I aspire towards the light.

Chapter 1 - First Victim

The bright moon is in the sky, and beneath it is the vast land.

In the prosperous city, neon lights make the night colorful. In the corners where the lights don't shine, there's darkness that you can't even see.

It was late at night, and Susan came out of the nightclub smelling of wine. She had a new job tomorrow.

Life in a big city is glamorous on the surface, but no one knows the hardness behind it. The most difficult thing to resolve is the loneliness inside.

Susan chose to anesthetize herself with alcohol. Whenever night fell, she would change out of her business attire and put on revealing and s*xy clothes, dress herself up as a coquettish rose and enter the nightclub.

She likes the feeling of being surrounded by men. When she meets the one, she likes, she will have a night of indulgence, making her feel loved. She couldn't refuse even though she knew it was not real

When she woke up the next day and looked at the empty room, I felt an even stronger sense of emptiness. She doesn’t know when this kind of life will end.

Tonight, Susan wore a red close-fitting dress, which perfectly supported her body. Her graceful curves made men's blood rush. When she appeared, she attracted the attention of men.

Susan is like a blazing flame, like a red butterfly, dancing on the dance floor.

The man's gaze was hot and unrestrained, but she didn't feel it at all.

Suddenly, a strange gaze locked on Susan, and she shuddered. The gaze seemed to pierce through her.

Susan turned around to look for the owner of her gaze, and the feeling of being watched disappeared.

Could it be an illusion?

Half an hour later, Susan walked out of the nightclub eagerly. There was no man who made her heartbeat tonight.

She lived in an old community not far away. She waved her hand and refused the approaching taxi. She wanted to walk home.

The orange streetlight stretched her shadow. With her shadow accompanying her, at least she wouldn't be lonely.

Not far behind, she had an unpleasant feeling, like someone was following her.

This was not the first time, Susan getting nerves. She took a deep breath, took a few steps as if nothing had happened, and then turned around to scare her pursuer.

When she turned around, she found nothing behind her.

It was strange, what happened today? Susan turned around and continued walking, speeding up her pace unknowingly.

Knock thump... Knock thump...

The sound of high heels hitting the ground could be heard far away in the silent night.

Susan's heartbeat began to speed up, and she got a bad feeling.

Driven by fear, she began to run and reached the intersection in front of the community in one breath.

You have to walk through a long and narrow alley, about ten meters long, with only a streetlight in the middle, emitting a dim light on the way to home. Even you are alone, there will be no problem at all. No matter tonight, the woman's sixth sense told her that there was a pair of eyes starring  at her in the darkness.

Home was right in front. Susan swallowed, took a deep breath, and started running quickly. She wanted to cross the alley as quickly as possible. But the tight skirt limited her movements.

The last ten meters became extremely long. She ran to the gate of the community in one breath. She panted and looked back.

There seemed to be a something moving in the dark alley. Susan didn't dare to stay any longer. She ran home in one breath and locked the door behind her. Then she felt safe and let out a sigh of relief.

After a depth breath, she realized that her roommate had not come back. It seemed that she was lucky tonight.

Just as she was about to return to her room, she heard the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor. Looking out through the peephole, she saw a strange thing.

His steps were slow, his movements stiff, and he was wearing a dark raincoat.

D*mn IT man, what are you doing? What a bad luck it is to have such a neighbor!

Susan cursed and went back her room to change clothes. After taking a shower, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

Some times later, sleeping Susan heard a sound in the room. She thought her roommate was back, so she turned over and continued to sleep.

Suddenly a hand strangled her neck tightly with hard strength. Susan opened her eyes and saw a man wearing a raincoat. The cloak covered his face and his face could not be seen.

Susan struggled desperately, but it was of no use. The last bit of air in her lungs was squeezed out. She twitched a few times and stopped moving.

"Hehe..." The man in the raincoat burst into hysterical laughter..........

Chapter 2 - My Name is Peter Donovan

I am Peter Donovan...

I have been in the orphanage for as long as I can remember. It is said that on a rainy night, I was abandoned at the entrance of the orphanage without any identity information around me. My name was also given by the owner of the orphanage.

The children in the orphanage are mostly sensitive, suspicious, superficially strong, but very fragile on the inside.

I am different from them. It seems like I don't have emotions, I enjoy being alone, and I don't care about anything.

In the teacher's words, I am inherently indifferent.

At the age of sixteen, the orphanage adopted a street cat. It was quite scary, and everyone seemed to like it except for me.

Not long after, the little cat was hit by a car. Everyone was saddened, and the girls were all in tears.

I stared at the lifeless body of the kitten, blood pooling around it, staining the pavement red. I pretended as if nothing happened, but the death brought a st


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