Policeman

People were disappearing one after another, and no one could figure out why. You carefully hid the secret so that you would not be suspected of killing a large number of people. You lived near the city, close to the forest, where you usually buried the bodies of your victims. You usually did not find out what kind of person you killed, whether he was from a noble family or not, and this hindered you. You killed a girl whose parents were very influential people, and they immediately began to investigate the case. In the evening, when you were cleaning the house and washing the tools that were all covered in blood, there was a knock on your door. You opened the door, and on the threshold stood a tall policeman. He looked at you with disdain and coldness.

• Sorry to bother you. I need to inspect your house.

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