BBDW 42 [Black Butterfly] - Nevereverland

Section 36 (UNEDITED)

As the Chief expected, as soon as the next morning dawned, New York plunged back into fear. Alvin Jones's name was barely forgotten and the colour was completely faded, and the crime, which was "estimated" to be done by him was happening again. Although the police did not disclose the contents of the letter due to concerns about the possibility of a new copycat emerging and the citizens panicking, the media made it realistic that the terrible serial killer appeared again with the proofs in their hands. The best of all was the news, but other show programs began to make a lot of noise again under the name of Alvin Jones. Why did he come back, and what is he going to do in the future? People's attention has been focused on it.

Given the circumstances, it was natural for the Chief to burst into a fit of rage at Jeffrey's insinuating remarks in the conference room.

"-Ah yeah, why don't you announce that Alvin Jones did it?"

“Are you out of your mind?! It's already like this when the news says it's similar to his crime, but if the police tell them that he did it, what's going to happen to the city? Do you want to make New York a deserted city all of a sudden?!”

"Listen a little bit. When we broadcast Alvin Jones on air, if this killer we're looking for is a copycat, isn't it possible that we'll get a call from the real Alvin Jones? Even though he wasn't interested in the media, he was a man of considerable confidence in himself."

"......do you mean to use this murderer to pull Alvin Jones out?"

When Tim asked in a reluctant voice, Jeffrey nodded. One of the police officers sitting in the conference room said in an unconfident tone.

"Is that, uh, possible? Actually, I don't think we'll have enough power to focus on catching this killer. With the addition of Alvin Jones dragged into this, it's not going to work."

“I don't mean to actively engage Alvin Jones and mix him up with this investigation. It's best to find him to catch this killer, and make progress on both investigations. Of course, we'll have to worry about finding this killer and catching him, but it'll cost the FBI more power. First of all, it is very unlikely that talking to him will be a minus for us...”

Bang! The door opened, violently cutting off Jeffrey's words. All eyes in the conference room turned to it, and the policeman, who suddenly caught the attention of the people inside, gasped and said.

"Well, just now, I got a call for you, name, his name is Alvin Jones, what should I do?"

Jeffrey jumped up from his seat. "Wait a moment, I'll be there right now!"--followed by his wild steps, the policemen followed suit in unison. After all of the detectives stand-by on the side, Jeffrey picked up the phone. Licking his lips once, he seemed a little nervous about the sudden event.

"Jeffrey Dowman."

[Alvin Jones.]

It was a voice with a delicate note. Is this the right voice?-Jeffrey asked Jude with a wink, and Jude nodded.

"Yes, what happened all of a sudden? You're trying to make sure that this murder wasn't your fault? Or vice versa?"

[I don't want to talk long, so let's make it concise. He's not me.]

"Hooh, yes. But why do you call me on purpose and tell me? It hasn't been announced for sure that it was you."

[I don't care about every copycat crime either. I'm not interested. However, I couldn't help but pay attention to the letter he left under my name. He seems determined to get on my nerves.]

The air froze for a moment. Jeffrey, too, seemed quite surprised at this, kept his eyes wide open and his mouth shut for a long time before barely stuttering.

"Wait, a letter. What are you talking about?"

[I said I'd cut it short, right? Let's not talk about childish tricks. But let me tell you one thing, it won't be necessary for the police to worry much. I promise that you don't even have to care about this. I bet it's not going to take long. Then.]

"No, wait, wait! What do you mean it won't take long...... you mean you'll find him and take care of him with your own hands? Something like that?"

[Jeez, wasn't it fully his intention?]

The voice bore a smile similar to mockery. While all the police were silent, Jeffrey, who touched his mouth once, said in a calm voice.

"That's difficult, if you want to prove it's not you, just helping us is enough. You see, if we catch him, he'll be losing everything he's ever done if he pretended to be you. Isn't that what you want?"

[Ah, you want to put him in court. That man.]

A voice with low laughter rang like a giggle. While all the polices’ nerves focused on the voice in trepidation, the voice passed softly and coldly.

[-Then, you'd better find him before me.]

Tutt. The line was cut off. Taking the receiver off his ear as if lightly disgusted, Jeffrey looked back at the agent who was trying to trace his location on one side. His face was twisted in perplexity.

"I'm sorry, is there an institution around that transmits and receives strong radio waves, or is there any engineer around?.... I think the signal is interrupted, the location is not clear."

"No, that's enough. If he’s going to get this far, he’s not going to get caught immediately. It's more difficult than that."

Licking his parched lips once, Jeffrey chewed his low lip and spat, looking around the cops standing like ice columns.

"We're in a position to find and protect that copycat before this guy, gentlemen. Do you have any good ideas?"

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I'm a bit busy this week and prolly continued until next week. Be patient kay. We're abt to see someone in action.