Dr. Killer

Breaking news:Today at 8.00 A.M. The prominent businessman Mr. James Brown was found dead inside his manor. Stay with us to know more about his death.Mr. James Brown, also known as the father of countless homeless orphan girls. He was renowned more because of his kindness towards countless orphan girls than his successful garments business. He provided the necessary education support for them and after their graduation, he gave them a job in his company.

Both Riana and Clara looked at the way from where the voice was coming.“Jackson?? What are you doing here?” Riana was surprised seeing the tall blond-haired man standing before them. He was wearing a red hoodie with navy blue jeans.“Shouldn't you be in the hospital right now?” Clara asked with suspicious eyes on the blond man. “Are you here to see your girlfriend, before going to work?” Added Clara wiggling her eyes. “Claraaaaa, what are you saying? Haven't I already told you that Dr. Jackson and I are just good friends?” Riana replied before

Clara and Riana were sitting on a chair in the waiting room at the local police station. They were waiting for the officer in charge to show up and write the report of the incident that happened at the bar. Clara was becoming more and more impatient as time went by. She would let out a groan once in a while and also constantly tapping her foot on the ground with pure irritation and stress. On the other hand, Riana was comparatively calm and quiet. She was sitting with her eyes closed and her hands on her lap. The corner of her white skirt was a little drenched in blood, so as the sleeves of her sky blue top. Everyone looked at her while passing by, thinking that she might need medical attention immediately. But the blood on her clothes wasn't hers. They were the waiters who saved them and in her hand, she held something that a

Hearing what the male detective just said Jackson should have been furious or surprised. But instead, he laughed. Seeing Jackson’s unpredictable and different reaction they became confused a little but didn't let him see that.“That’s the funniest thing that I've heard in a while.” Jackson continued laughing.“What’s so funny?” Jean was annoyed with the male Doctor who was laughing at them.The doctor stopped his laughter and spoke.“It's funny how you think that no doctor can get the simple analysis right without doing an autopsy himself. I mean the signs are all visible and anyone in the medical field can analyze them like me if they are observant enough.” Jackson repli

"WHAT THE HELL YOU AND YOUR GREAT TEAM ARE DOING FOR A WEEK THAT YOU COULDN'T EVEN FIND A LEAD? DO YOU GET PAID FOR SLACKING OFF? THE KILLER ALREADY KILLED 3 INNOCENT PEOPLE AND HOW MANY MORE INNOCENT LIVES MUST BE LOST BEFORE YOU FINALLY FIND A LEAD? TELL ME." The roar of the police chief vibrated through the walls of the special detective room as the five silent souls stood like a statue with their heads low along with their leader, Mr. Anderson in the front and the rest four at the back. The whole room was in a pin drop silence with papers and files scattered across the whole room. Just looking at the room alone one might get the idea that the people working in this might have already solved the case by working with their butts off. But sadly the reality is quite the opposite and frustrating. In this whole week, they have gone nowhere. The only time they were getting close to something, they got distracted by some people's personal grudges and jealousy and got lost in their preju