Chapter 1042: Mysterious Murder Case

Two pieces of news have been spreading wildly within the Sicilian Mafia, with no one knowing where they originated. It’s not that they took over the city overnight, they simply appeared so suddenly and convincingly that these messages can’t be called rumors; they are undeniably occurring, witnessed by everyone.

During the explosion at the Palermo Police Station, most of the prisoners fled, including Hua Qingyi, a key suspect in the Bessade murder case, whose whereabouts are unknown. Simultaneously, in Sin City, under the determined conviction of Palermo’s mayor, an agreement was signed with foreign merchants.

Now, a group of senior engineers and professional construction teams have grandly entered this place, sealed off from the world, with the red-faced mayor and Palermo’s senior officials participating in this groundbreaking ceremony. Various media outlets attended, rapidly spreading this inspiring news throughout Sicily.

Sin City will exist only in name, replaced by a new commercial culture. No one will ask about the former Sin City Lord or those criminals because no one wants to embarrass the mayor at such a time.

The woman in the image is glamorous and dazzling; she’s a new face. In Wang Zhantian’s eyes, she makes people gnash their teeth with hatred. "Xia Xue!"

Shao Weihua curiously observed the woman in the image. She was indeed attractive, though for someone who had seen countless beauties, her charm was just slightly above average and did not greatly interest him. But her name caught his attention. He watched the TV image with a blank expression and then glanced at Wang Zhantian. "Is she the woman who made you lose your son?"

"Yes, if not for this bitch, our Wang Family wouldn’t have clashed with Xiao Lin!"

"Oh! So, she’s Xiao Lin’s woman. Being able to deal with the mayor is a skill; it seems we won’t have the chance to take Sin City, but with Hua Qingyi on the run, you better be careful." Shao Weihua flicked his newspaper, smirking inexplicably.

Wang Zhantian sat smoking indifferently. He had been kept in this apartment by Shao Weihua for some time. Since that night, Wang Zhanting hadn’t appeared, leaving the Rose Staff in its original place when Wang Zhantian awoke, but the man never mentioned a word about him. "Mr. Shao!"

"Shh!" Suddenly, a temporary news broadcast interrupted the screen, cutting to a bar. ’Here’s a news bulletin: Today at Madman Bar in the city’s center, a violent incident occurred. A young man suddenly went mad, attacking another man, causing multiple injuries. The suspect is now under police control.’

Like ordinary people, after watching, they simply knew of an attack. Shao Weihua put down the newspaper, just as the clock struck nine. He entered the room, picked up the phone, and dialed the domestic line.

Just as Meisai settled into his office, he received a call from the hospital. The suspect in the bar attack had died! The cause was an overdose of illegal drugs, leading to nervous system confusion and brain damage, among other professional terms, which Meisai abruptly ended with a hang-up. Shortly after, another call came in.

"What?" asked Rochester, the captain, from another crime scene. Another identical incident occurred, with the attacker dying immediately on-site, also in a bar. Within neighboring units, two similar incidents happened simultaneously, but those two victims were relatively fortunate, being rushed to the hospital in time and are now in emergency care.

Four identical incidents occurred in one night, resulting in many injuries and two deaths. Meisai suddenly felt the bureau chief’s position was indeed peculiar; only Moro could manage it peacefully.

"Rochester, investigate the identities of both the deceased and injured; I’ll be right there."

"Chief, are you leaving?" asked Tang, having just returned from the printing department, when he saw Meisai rushing out with a bag.

"Yes, Tang, I won’t be back by noon. Stay in the printing department and wait for me, don’t wander." Meisai hurriedly instructed, gently patting Tang’s small head, following two experienced agents into the elevator. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Rochester hadn’t left the first crime scene, his colleagues stationed at the other two bars, questioning witnesses. In reality, he already had the identities before Meisai issued orders, but due to the sensitive information, he withheld it over the phone, anticipating the deputy chief would visit in person; he was a man with plans and intellect.

Ten minutes later, Meisai rushed into the bar, where several young workers sat in a corner, their pale faces showing traces of fear. Rochester approached him immediately. "Chief, these are the bar employees."

Meisai faced the frightened young men. "Can anyone tell me what happened yesterday?"

One boy, pushed forward by the others, took deep breaths attempting to calm himself. "The person was drinking with friends, suddenly went crazy, and attacked one of them, like a beast! We couldn’t hold him down; it was like he went mad, but soon he fell to the ground and died in convulsions!"

Meisai frowned, finding similarities and differences with the previous case. He and Rochester walked out, visiting the third and fourth crime scenes, getting the same outcomes.

"Have you verified the suspect’s identities?"

"All belong to the Lucchesi Clan." Due to their special identities, Rochester was particularly nervous. "Chief, the Bessade case hasn’t concluded, and now there’s a new complication; I’m afraid it’ll intensify their retaliatory mood."

"Have you checked the surveillance footage?"

"It was erased! Someone accessed the system, wiped the footage clean, and with the intense conflict, the drinks couldn’t be tested. We’re waiting on the results from the hospitalized victims’ blood samples, hoping to find suspicious substances. I suspect they took drugs causing hallucinations."

"From my understanding, the Lucchesi Clan strictly prohibits their members from touching drugs. Go investigate at the hospital; I’ll meet with Lucchesi." (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes; your support is my greatest motivation.)