(353)

Leonid got out of bed and prepared for the morning exercise. Since he moved into the apartment building and was assigned the task of monitoring and investigating, he has not stopped building his body even though he does not use physical effort.

Putting on the tight sports suit and putting the hat on his head, Leonid was ready to go out now, but he could still smoke a little.

As he left his apartment, Leonid lit the end of his cigarette and began smoking while walking toward the elevator.

The hall was brightly lit and the sky was dull. It wasn't long until dawn arrived, and this was a good time for Leonid to walk that way he wouldn't run into women trying to start useless conversations with him.

Leonid blew smoke out of his nose and mouth one last time before pressing the elevator switch. As the doors opened, he dropped his cigarette and stepped on it to extinguish it.

The wind blew around him, hitting his white skin and making his silver hair under the hat sway gently. Leonid gradually stopped walking into the elevator and stiffened in place at the sound of slightly distant bells.

His messy silver hair was still swaying in the wind that had not yet faded. Instead of walking and entering the elevator, Leonid turned towards the other hall.

His icy blue eyes caught sight of the open door in the other hall and he clutched his hat.

Why is this door open at this time, and why doesn't its owner notice it?

Leonid's icy blue eyes studied the apartment number.

(353)

And he stopped.

After looking at the hall and the apartment from the outside, Leonid got out and entered carefully after gently pushing the door with his forearm a little so that he could enter.

Away from the sound of the key chain that resembled bells, as soon as he entered, Leonid felt a cold wave wrap around him and his eyebrows frowned.

The very suspiciously empty apartment was a giant refrigerator, which made Leonid's hunch that there might be a dead body lurking around.

Before going inside, Leonid took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. The bright white light of the flashlight illuminated the delay and helped Leonid find his way without stumbling.

At first, Leonid took a look at the entrance to the apartment first. The entrance was normal and there was nothing suspicious except for a heel turned upside down on the floor.

Leonid ignored the heel and continued investigating carefully. He walked towards the living room, which was clean and filled with luxurious gift bags as well as a group of bags on the table in the middle.

Leonid raised his hat slightly and took a tour of the kitchen as well. Everything was intact, from the household utensils to the luggage, meaning it was not a robbery.

The doors may already be open, but the things inside prove that no one got in here and was messing around.

At the end of the road, Leonid inspected the empty bedroom and narrowed his eyes for a moment. Now there was only one place left in front of him, the place where the killer always killed his victims.

(the bathroom)

After walking slowly, Leonid stopped in front of the bathroom door and looked at the cute sign hanging on the door. The open door was swaying with the passing wind very heavily.

Before entering, Leonid's nose twitched, making him frown.

Behind this door, Leonid already knew what was inside. The bad smell that he smelled moments ago and recognized its appearance did not bode well.

He raised his forearm and gently pushed the door open until it opened completely. The door creaked as it slowly pushed inward to reveal to Leonid what lay within its inner confines.

The bathroom was also dark and colder than the rest of the house. Leonid breathed a sigh of relief and warm steam slipped from his mouth.

The lamp was sufficient to illuminate most of the bathroom, and kept Leonid still while he was suffocated by the concentrated smell of blood.

Leonid's eyes fell on the horribly dead, semi-naked body next to the bathtub and slowly contemplated it. The giant pool of blood was enough to make Leonid realize how long it had been since the body had been killed.

He waved his phone and examined the body carefully without approaching the pool of blood. Leonid saw that the body had had all its fingers amputated without exception.

It was an expected ending indeed. He lifted his phone, and saw how the body was tied up well so that it would not move. The scene was extremely hideous and inhuman.

After seeing the obvious gash on the woman's neck, Leonid put down his phone.

In his head now he couldn't think of when or how she was killed. In fact, the team had already expected such a killer to become paranoid and start killing without following the time limit he had previously set.

However, Leonid felt shame as he looked at the victim who had lost her life out of a psychopathic desire from an as-yet unknown person.

He sighed and picked up his phone to make a call.

"Hello?"

When Deputy Commander Vladimir picked up the call, Leonid pointed his phone to his ear and said.

"It happened as we expected."

Leonid paused for a moment, while Vladimir remained silent, and then added.

"Is the plan still going on?"

After remaining silent for a few moments, Vladimir opened his lips.

"Yes, report it and don't forget to create a dramatic atmosphere."

"Sure."

After Leonid obeyed the orders, he turned off his phone and headed to the door.

He had to go out now and report to the police station. Leonid had always waited anxiously for this moment, the moment that would surprise this place and the killer as well.

Under his footsteps, Leonid stepped on the heel, making his gaze lower for a moment, then he ignored the situation and left.

Leonid headed to his apartment and closed the door behind him. Then he took another phone from one of his room drawers and called the police on an unregistered number with a beautiful smile on his lips.

"Vasily and Alia, your mission now is to engage with the police station personnel and bring back any evidence that comes your way."

"understood!!"

Vasili and Alia responded at the same time.

"Good, I'm counting on you two."

"Trust us, Deputy Commander, we will never disappoint you."

Vasili smiled, his black hair showing from under his uniform police hat.

"This is our moment. I will not leave a single spot unchecked."

Alia was frowning compared to Vasili, who was enjoying and smiling. Of course, her mood wasn't the same as his, especially with her wearing a police uniform, she looked more serious.

"Good. "

Vladimir watched the team for a moment and then said calmly

"Don't forget to make noise, go now."

"understood!"

"I will gladly carry out your last request, Deputy Commander."

"This is no time for joking, stop fooling around and follow me."

Alia pulled Vasiliy's shoulder back and started walking.

"Well, I wanted to lighten the pressure."

Vasili started walking behind Alia, rubbing his shoulder that was about to be dislocated due to Alia's grip.

"I never knew you were someone who liked to joke around and relieve stress."

"You're right, maybe I'm unusually excited."

"Let's run now."

After saying that, Alia started running quickly.

"Okay, that's it."

Vasili's smile faded and he started running after Alia at a limited speed.

He headed with her towards the police car that was waiting for them outside the headquarters, then they headed towards the residential building.

"Dmitri. Be prepared. Once the body arrives, perform an autopsy before any order is issued by the relevant authorities."

"Sure, Commander."

"Let's see how professional Starz employees are, and how they will act now that the police have suddenly entered their apartment building."

Commander Kozlov stood in front of the window and stared at the sunrise far on the horizon.

At about 4:30, Kaiser was awakened by a faint groaning sound. He got up from the couch and headed towards his bedroom, ruffling his hair.

He opened the door and leaned against the wall, staring at the source of the sound on the bed.

"What's wrong?"

Kaiser asked Natalia, who was also woken up by Charlotte's Groans

"It's Charlotte."

Natalia first rubbed her eyes and then examined Charlotte's forehead.

"I think she has a high temperature."

"Her temperature?"

Kaiser was surprised and sighed. He slowly stood up and walked over to Charlotte to check on her.

He sat next to her on the bed and felt the heat of her forehead with the palm of his hand. Kaiser's eyes widened slightly when he sensed Charlotte's temperature rising, Kaiser never expected her to be this hot.

"I'm going to my apartment now, I need to get ready for work."

"Hmm. You can go."

Natalia got out of bed and almost headed towards the door, but stopped.

"What are you going to do with Charlotte?"

"What do you think I'll do?"

Kaiser turned the question to Natalia, while gently wiping away Charlotte's warm tears that rolled down the sides of her pale face.

"I…I think you're going to take her to the hospital, am I right?"

"Of course I'll take her to the hospital."

Kaiser rubbed his forehead with his free hand due to his headache.

"If you leave Charlotte like this, she'll be roasted meat in minutes!"

Natalia's lips trembled as Kaiser shouted at her. She saw him leaning on his palm next to Charlotte. He was still wiping her tears and cooling her forehead with his cold hand.

"You can go, okay? Don't worry about us."

"Okay, take care of Charlotte."

Despite her sincere words, Natalia felt some pain and jealousy towards Charlotte.

Every time something bad happens to Charlotte, Kaiser becomes someone else, someone warmer.

Natalia left Kaiser's apartment and hugged herself after feeling the cold snap. The idea of wearing a short dress without tights was a crime against her.

"The weather is cold…"

Natalia grumbled and walked towards her apartment, but stopped after she heard the sound of many footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw a group of people heading towards the other hallway.

Natalia blinked her eyes, then rubbed them with her fist. Who did she see a few moments ago? Were they policemen?