My chat group members are all legendary criminals.

Chapter 84 The Person Behind It

"Could it be..." Lu Yiming made a hypothesis.

There is a third person.

There was another person hiding in the shadows who learned of Cheng Wei's poisoning plan.

He added extra ricin to Simmons's flask.

This was a perfect case of using someone else to do the dirty work. The police could only trace the crime back to Cheng Wei, allowing the perpetrator to remain undetected.

Who is that person? How did he do it?

Is it that "robin"?

"Officer Lu, you're amazing! No wonder you're a legendary Chinese-American detective!"

The state trooper leading the team, beaming, interrupted his thoughts with his words.

"The case was solved in less than a day! We even have the modus operandi and the confessions."

The state trooper was beaming with joy: "I'm going to call the governor's office right now to tell them the good news! This is a huge achievement!"

Lu Yiming glanced at him and nodded.

"Let's close the case."

Indeed, Governor Richard's request has been met.

All he needed was a "murderer," a scapegoat to take the blame for the murder and cover it up.

As long as the procedure is legal and logically sound, it doesn't matter who poisoned the person.

Now Cheng Wei also believes that she killed someone, so the police don't even need to bother to fabricate a confession.

Then he got his two million dollars.

He wanted to see how that idiot Richard would fabricate a story for the media that two poisonings were committed by a female college student.

But Lu Yiming still harbored some desire for the truth.

Let him investigate the rest himself.

"Go and get me a copy of the school's laboratory chemical inventory list and requisition records for the past year."

Lu Yiming took out a tissue to wipe his hands and gave the order without looking up.

"Okay, okay! I'll have the school administration send it over right away!"

The state police, now completely subservient to Lu Yiming, turned and ordered his men, "Take that woman away!"

Several state police officers immediately escorted the sobbing Cheng Wei out of the laboratory.

Lu Yiming pulled up a chair and sat down. Not long after, the laboratory door was pushed open, and the woman who came in to deliver the documents was none other than Rachel.

She was still wearing the same hoodie, her golden curly hair cascading over her shoulders, and holding a thick stack of folders in her hands.

"Master, here is the information you requested."

Rachel locked the door and obediently squatted down next to Lu Yiming.

"Why did you deliver it?"

"I am the student council member in charge of managing files."

Rachel leaned forward slightly, revealing a patch of snow-white skin at her neckline.

"oh."

He took the documents and began to look through them.

He frowned after reading only two pages.

The laboratory drug management at this university is practically non-existent.

A large number of highly hazardous chemicals were on record but disappeared.

Acetone, potassium cyanide, nitroglycerin precursors... the accounts were a mess, and there was no way to trace who took the key or when they entered.

This isn't some university lab; it's practically a self-service supermarket in America!

and many more.

Nitroglycerin?

Lu Yiming paused, his fingers moving slightly.

He suddenly recalled the case that had propelled him to the top.

—The Smiling Serial Murders.

The three elderly white men who were treated as having sudden cardiac arrest actually died from cardiac arrest caused by a mixture of Viagra and an excessive amount of nitroglycerin.

The killer, Latoya, once mentioned in her confession that she obtained her nitroglycerin from a hooded man.

He recalled the recent murder case that occurred in the intensive care unit of St. Mary's Hospital.

The black thug whom Gu Qiu shot dead on the spot wasn't the real killer. The real professional assassin was a medical expert, knew how to avoid all surveillance cameras, and carried out a clean and swift kill with a single shot.

The hooded man in the Latoya case.

The assassin in the hospital murder case was a medically skilled killer.

And the poisoner in this poisoning case.

Lu Yiming suddenly pulled the white robin origami from his pocket and placed it on the lab table.

Three cases, three completely different methods of committing crimes, yet all with a certain medical and chemical background.

What if these three people are actually the same person?

"So you were the real culprit after all?"

Lu Yiming stared at the origami robin and muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he felt as if a pair of eyes were secretly watching everything.

A ghost lurking behind all the cases orchestrated this series of murders.

What was this guy's motive for killing the black professor Simmons?

"Could it be... the weapons I have?"

Now we know at least that the source of that guy's access to high-purity poisons and chemical reagents is very likely this school.

"You've been hiding in the shadows and playing tricks on me so many times, this time I'm dragging you out."

He turned his head and looked at Rachel, who was staring at him expectantly.

"Rachel, you just said you're from the school administration?"

Rachel nodded repeatedly, like a puppy being called by its owner.

"Master, I'll do anything you ask!"

Lu Yiming blurted out, "Then you do a hundred push-ups for me right here."

Without the slightest hesitation, Rachel immediately kicked off her high heels and prepared to lift her skirt and lie down to do it.

"Just kidding, just kidding." Lu Yiming quickly grabbed her arm.

This woman is truly reckless when she goes crazy.

Lu Yiming pointed to the documents on the table and said in a serious tone, "What I need you to do is very simple. I need you to find out who has taken dangerous drugs in the past six months, whether they are on the list or sneaked in."

"No problem!" Rachel agreed immediately.

"Alright, get out there and get to work."

"Master, would you like any other services?" Rachel didn't leave; instead, she moved even closer and licked him with her tongue.

"Cough cough cough..."

"You can go out now, I have something urgent to take care of. I'll do it next time."

After much persuasion, he pushed her out the door and locked it. Only then did Lu Yiming breathe a long sigh of relief.

It's still best to be ruthless when it comes to plucking birds.

Lu Yiming held a robin origami in his left hand and took out his phone with his right hand to open the [Legendary Criminals Chat Group].

To be honest, since he was promoted to head of the homicide squad and his intelligence improved, he hasn't relied on those devils in this group for a long time.

On the one hand, excessive use of red envelopes in the group will trigger the red frenzy value.

It made him less and less like himself.

On the other hand, since his intelligence skyrocketed, his ability to handle cases and navigate interpersonal relationships has improved dramatically, and he can see through many things on his own.

Most importantly...

He recalled the excuses he had given in the group chat before, and realized they were full of holes.

No matter how varied a serial killer's methods may be, their psychological state would not exhibit such a significant shift.

Hannibal Lecter was a master of criminal psychology, Moriarty was the pioneer of high-IQ crime, and even Walter White was a meticulous chemist.

Why has no one in this group of top-tier, all-around intelligent criminals ever questioned his true identity?

Did no one question his clumsy disguise?

There are only two possibilities. Either they genuinely didn't notice.

Either they realized that these demons were all putting on an act.

If everyone is putting on an act, what is their purpose?

A group of demons that transcend dimensions, time, and space are gathered together in a chat group.

He couldn't believe that this was just a hobby group for exchanging "criminal experiences".

This time, Lu Yiming had a plan.

He wants to do two things at once.

First, we can use them to find the real culprit who kept the robin's origami.

Secondly, it was to test these demons and see if they knew their true identities.