Los Angeles Bb Murder Case Study

Another Note - The Los Angeles BB murder files
When Beyond Birthday committed his third murder, he attempted an experiment. Namely, to see if it were possible for a human being to die of internal hemorrhaging without rupturing any organs. Specifically, he drugged his victim so they fell unconscious; tied them up, and proceeded to beat their left arm thoroughly, being careful not to break the skin. He was hoping to bring about enough hemorrhaging to cause death from loss of blood, but this attempt ended, sadly, in failure. Blood congested in the arm and it turned purplish red beneath the skin, but the victim did not die. They simply shook, convulsed, and remained alive. He had been convinced the blood loss incurred by this would be enough to
If you consider Misora’s personality, the reasons for this are clear. It seemed obvious that the reason her laptop had been turned on was that L had hacked it, and she was more than a little depressed that she would now have to randomly destroy the new computer she had just purchased a month before. “I don’t mind… I mean, I do, but...” She didn’t have a choice. At just past 8:50, Misora sat down in front of her laptop, which now had less than twenty three hours left to live, and began following L’s instructions. She was not an expert hacker, but she had been taught the basics as part of her FBI training. Just as she successfully gained access to the server, her entire screen went white. Misora was momentarily alarmed, but then she noticed a giant calligraphic L floating in the center of the screen, and relaxed. “Naomi Misora,” came a voice from the laptop speakers, after a brief pause. It was obviously a synthetic voice. But this was the voice recognized as L’s by every investigative department in the world. Misora had heard it several times before—but this was the first time it had ever addressed her directly It felt weird, like she was hearing her name on TV—not that she had ever had that experience, but this was what she imagined it would be like. “This is L.” “Hi,” Misora started to say, but then realized how pointless that was. Her laptop did not have a microphone installed, and there was no way for him to hear her. Instead, she typed in, “This is Naomi Misora. It’s an honor to speak to you, L.” If her connection was sound, he should be able to receive this. “Naomi Misora, are you familiar with the murder investigation going on in Los Angeles as we speak?” L got right down to business, without acknowledging her words at all. Presumably this was because he had to complete this communication by 9:05, but his manner and attitude rubbed Misora the wrong way Like it was a given that she would cooperate with him— which