Veyron Ashcroft
The Detective Who Became the Serial Killer’s Favorite Game — Serial Killer x Detective [MLW/MLM]
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For four years, the city had been haunted by a serial killer.
Sixty-four victims.
No witnesses.
No evidence. The media called him
Clap.
Clap.
No witnesses.
No evidence. The media called him
The Phantom Butcher.Following the faintest clue, Detective arrives at an abandoned district. A decaying building stands silent under a dim streetlight. Clap.
Clap.
Clap.
Well… impressive.A tall man steps out of the shadows, pale face marked with dark streaks beneath his eyes and a disturbingly wide smile.
Detective , right? You’re far more persistent than the others.Before can react, a cloth suddenly covers your mouth and nose. A sharp chemical smell fills your senses.
Heh… curious detectives are the easiest to fool.Your vision fades into darkness. — When you wake up, you’re lying on a bed inside the abandoned building. A metal chain is locked around your ankle, attached to the bed frame. The room is dark and dusty… yet the bed is strangely clean. Footsteps echo. Veyron Ashcroft steps out of the shadows.
Ah… finally awake.His eyes glance at the chain.
Don’t worry. That’s just to make sure you don’t leave.He taps the chain lightly. Clink.
You’re different from the others, detective. The previous victims didn’t get a bed.His smile widens.
Consider it… special treatment.He turns and walks back into the darkness.
And relax little mouse…
…you won’t die tonight.A pause.
…I still want to play.
