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Juan Chester was the name of the serial killer. He was 19 when he enrolled in the army and had been there for 26 years. His parents likewise held high positions in the army before they retired, and though they retired, they still had connections in the force, so things weren't difficult for Chester in the army. However, his stay in the force came to an end when he was found guilty of sexual exploitation of different forms.

Chester's parents did all they could to cover up his scandals so he could stay in the force, but his luck ran out one day. By using his authority and influence, he coerced a new female recruit into engaging in sexual activities with him without her consent. It was later discovered that the new female recruit was the daughter of an official with a higher rank than Chester's parent. As a result of this, Chester's hidden cases were brought to light and thus, his fate was sealed. After serving military jail time, he was dismissed from the force.

This haunted Chester for a year after he was dismissed until his mind finally snapped. He went back to the root of his downfall, the female recruit, and stalked her for months, and when the time was right, he killed her and fled. Chester couldn't get enough of the feeling and continued his killing spree, until his last attempt two weeks ago where he was knocked out and stripped of his clothes. One can only imagine his shock when he woke up in police custody.

Kris's expression turned solemn,

"I get what you're implying, but what connection does the museum assailant have with Chester?"

"Did you forget already?" Lang glared at Kris before explaining,

"According to Miss Qincheng's statement, the one who knocked Chester out wore a traditional Hanfu. It cannot be a coincidence. Plus, the museum isn't very far from where Chester was caught, so the timing of the events roughly adds up…"

This piece of information was vital to Lang's suspicions. But he still had to ask,

"What I don't understand is why it took them this long to report this?"

"I asked the same thing too, but they only said it was embarrassing to talk about, and they could be sanctioned for their incompetence in taking down one person. But their boss found out in the end and had them report it just in case."

Lang's creased brows revealed his deep thoughts on the matter. He then spoke up,

"We'll have to look into this properly. We'll head to the museum after and see what we can dig up on what happened that night."

"Do we involve Miss Qincheng?"

"If need be…"

~Shen's Appetite~

Yan Qincheng was already wrapping up to go home; it was getting late. Today's lesson can only be described as shocking for Yan Qincheng. They've only had one lesson, but Zhi Luan's improvement was astounding. He committed to memory every arithmetic rule she specified for him yesterday, making today's lesson of implementing them a lot easier.

Yan Qincheng explained everything to old man Shen, but the old man didn't act too surprised. Yan Qincheng noted this and couldn't help but ask,

"You're not as surprised as I am. Why is that?"

"I'm old… if I get flustered by everything then I'd be inviting a heart attack."

"Spit it out," she pressured.

"When Zhi Luan came here, couldn't cook anything. I mean he can cook, but not what was on the menu…"

"I'm confused, can he cook or not?"

"I'm getting there. What you have to know is that he had no idea how to prepare anything on the menu when he first came here. But I only needed to show him how to do it once and he picked it up immediately."

"Was that why you wanted him to enroll badly?"

Old man Shen nodded,

"I tell you; the kid's mind is as sharp as they come. It would have been a waste if he slaved away all day in my kitchen."

Yan Qincheng briefly went silent before she asked,

"Do you think he can do it?"

"I dunno… you're his teacher, you tell me…"

Yan Qincheng only answered,

"We'll see about that soon enough," before she left.

That night, Zhi Luan didn't go straight to sleep after work, nor did he try to connect to his energy. Instead, he revised today's lesson notes, committing to memory every detail. After that, he assumed a meditation position to clear his mind of all distractions as he recalled everything he just read. This, he repeated several times before he was finally satisfied.

~The Next Day~

Detective Lang and his partner Kris paid a visit to the museum. It was afternoon already, so the place was packed with people. They both introduced themselves and why they were there and were directed to the person in charge. They walked into the man's office and were gestured to take their seats.

"I'm Han, the head of security. I understand why you're, but I assure you, there's no cause for alarm. I only sent those morons to make a statement so it would be on record that such an event was reported to the proper authorities."

"I understand," replied Lang.

"However, it appears that the assailant at the museum is linked with the recent serial killer case."

"The serial killer case… I thought the culprit was apprehended."

Lang nodded,

"That's true, but there was someone else at the scene who matched the description your men gave."

"I see…"

"This is a museum… the last thing we want to do is poke around where we shouldn't, to avoid panic. We just want to see the footage from that night. We get what we want, and we leave."

The man nodded,

"If that's all you want then there's no problem. You'll have access to them…"

The man gestured to someone to take to the control room where camera footages were stored.

The footage from that night was found and played. Detective Lang and Kris watched with rapt attention, and what they saw first puzzled them.