Megaskoop's Case: Judge On Duty

The body was scattered all over the parking lot of the most important movie theatre complex ‘Megaskoop’ that was situated at the suburbs of the city Sanctuary. In a long line, about twenty meters long, different human body parts which were once a whole, were being photographed and filmed by the technical service. A special camera made photo’s and pictures of the crime scene and the dispersed victim. Afterwards, with a particularly technique, these images could be transformed in 3D-images. The body parts were labelled according to the customary requirements and afterwards packaged and transported to the morgue by members of the technical department. The coroner-pathologist from the forensic department would have to puzzle and put this packages
That arrogant figure owned himself the title of ‘Judge on duty’. The last letter also mentioned a judge. On duty! How presumptuous and… The Chief Inspector just swallowed to loose his anger and incapacity and to redirect his angry thoughts on a different track. This way didn’t lead to solutions. Anger was the worst advisor to an investigator. He had to take distance from his personal feelings. In this manner, he would get a clear vision on this case. An unbiased opinion and a rational approach of the facts was the only way to obtain solutions.
He had learned this through the years. Otherwise, he would lose himself in his emotions as most of the people did. The case wasn’t served with this. He picked his memo-block out of his pocket. It was an interesting piece of hardware in which he saved all the important fact of the running case. Witness reports, interrogations, reports of the coroner-pathologist, even photo’s of the crime scene and of the autopsy he could query and consult with a couple of movements. It possessed an intelligent memory and could connect with the databanks of the Security Service to collect through cross-references to collect info out of similar
With a ten-year career, the young man couldn’t compete with the thirty years Vastai had served. It didn’t mean Shi wasn’t suited for the job, far from. He was one of the best qualified who was promoted from the Police Academy and joined the Security Service on demand of the Chief Inspector. He couldn’t imagine a better help. What Shi lacked in experience, he compensated with his commitment and his passion for the job. Norino had also a second adjunct. At this moment, he was occupied with paperwork at the bureau. ‘I don’t think so, Chief. If we look at the characteristic psychology with serial killers, it is their greatest wish to be caught. On the other hand, they or he doesn’t want to make it easy for us. We have to earn him. He esteems himself much more clever and we have to play his game and follow his rules.’ Shi had mulled this over obviously. ‘I think we have to deal with a very intelligent but also very dangerous fellow. He knows his classics, we may presume, if we look at the Latin texts he writes. And he doesn’t leave any tracks behind. Even not till now!’ Inspector Vastai nodded affirmatively and typed a few remarks about the case on his