7:30 PM police department.
Gakupo went back through the last victim's file, hoping to find something he had missed.
The glare from his computer was hurting his eyes, he hadn't slept well for the last week. No one in the department had done it, they had the press all over them, everybody wanted answers, answers that they didn't have.
The letters of the atchivo were diffuse, he felt the heavyness of his eyes and when he thought he would fall asleep, the noise of his cell phone woke him up.
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About. With time running out, Kamui Gakupo dives into the police reports of the mallet killer, in an attempt to get out of the impasse they
I tried to make the narration as simple and fast as possible, I'm a little nervous and I don't really know how to do some things, sorry.





















