Chapter 242 - Next Victim and Women’s Self-Defense
Compared with the Diorama Killer who could almost be called an artist, this killer in Woodsburg was brutal and could hardly be called elegant.
After a rough overview of the case, Luke had noticed a lot of mistakes that this killer had made.
The horrible thing about serial killers was their stealthy and unexpected behavior.
Once they were found out, however, all it would take was a couple of shots from a police officer to take them down.
Luke remembered what all four students smelled like, but he paid special attention to the girl who was cuddling with her boyfriend.
The girl was fair and quite pretty. More importantly, she was wearing a thin gray sweater, the number “10” on it stretched out by her breasts.
She was certainly big for a high school student, and much prettier than Sandra at least.
Selina leaned in close suspiciously. “Why are you staring at that number 10?”
Luke nodded solemnly. “I think she’s going to be the next victim.”
“Why?” asked Selina curiously.
Luke said, “Because she has huge boobs and is making out with her boyfriend in public. This is the sort of character who usually dies in the first thirty minutes of a horror film.”
Selina couldn’t help but look at her own breasts and feel that she was in danger too, although she didn’t have a boyfriend yet.
Luke chuckled when he saw her face. “Don’t worry, the killer only targets residents of this town, even if your boobs are much more magnificent than hers.”
Selina subconsciously lifted her chin and felt proud at Luke’s compliment.
Suddenly, two masked men ran out of the teaching building after a few shrieking girls.
Luke glanced at them, but didn’t move at all.
Selina, however, got up and charged over.
Luke opened his mouth, but didn’t say anything in the end.
This actually wasn’t a bad thing. A detective would inevitably come up against complicated situations, and he couldn’t be there for her every time.
Selina wasn’t wrong to react that way at all.
As for Luke, however, his Sharp Nose and keen eyes had already told him that it was a prank.
As the girls shrieked and ran, Selina stopped the two masked men behind them.
She threw one of the men to the ground, and grabbed the hands of the other.
She didn’t look very happy, because she had noticed that their daggers didn’t look like metal when she got closer.
Thus, she didn’t draw her gun or use her full strength.
Selina was lost for words when she took the daggers off the men – they were just rubber toys.
She then took off the masks of these two men, revealing the faces of two boys who were probably in their junior year.
Selina asked, “What are you doing? Do you want to get carted off to the police station?”
The boy whose hands were locked together stammered, “We – we were just having fun.”
Selina said coldly, “Fun? You mean you want to be identified as murder suspects, right? Do you? If you do, I can bring a reporter over and have them broadcast your face to the entire country.”
This boy was clearly scared, but the one whom she had tackled earlier asked in surprise, “Really? I can be famous? That sounds awesome!”
“Yes, and everybody will remember you as the biggest high school moron in America.” Selina scoffed at the young man. “With any luck, people will forget you by the time you get to college. Oh, I forgot. No college will take in someone as stupid as you, and you’ll stay here as the village idiot forever.”
Both boys lowered their heads, unable to say anything to this hot woman who could rip them to shreds with both her tongue and her prowess.
They were impressed by how Selina had taken them down.
And it wasn’t just them; a lot of other students were also looking at Selina with bright eyes.
It was mostly because she had been very awe-inspiring when she attacked and berated the boys, but also because she was gorgeous!
The boyfriend of the number 10 girl, who had been making out with her, ran over to watch the show.
The number 10 girl suddenly looked at Luke and walked over to him. “Hi, is she your girlfriend?” She nodded at Selina.
Luke shook his head with a smile. “No, she’s my cousin.”
Dazzled by the smile, the number 10 girl suddenly forgot what she wanted to say.
Looking at her face, Luke could only say, “IS there anything I can help you with?”
The number 10 girl came back to herself. “Ah, I – I was only wondering why your cousin is so good. Is that kung fu?”
Luke thought for a moment, then shook his head. “Not exactly. It’s sort of… a women’s self-defense technique.”
Gracie, the king of Brazilian jiu-jitsu, would’ve exploded with fury if he heard how Luke downplayed the art.
The number 10 girl was interested. “This women’s self-defense technique is so awesome?”
Taking down two boys in three seconds was definitely impressive for a high school girl.
Luke chuckled. “You can do the same after a long period of training.”
Though, I don’t think you can, with those breasts. Luke secretly chuckled.
Big breasts could be a burden in any kind of physical exercise.
Even if a woman could bear the burden, it was still possible for their opponent to use it to their own advantage.
The number 10 girl had no idea what Luke was thinking, but she vaguely sensed that the handsome boy was looking at her breasts.
She wasn’t shy, and instead, was rather happy. “Can you do this self-defense?”
Luke said, “…I’m sorry, but I’m a man, and I’m not very good at women’s self-defense.” He didn’t really mean it.