Chapter 359: Found the Head

Chapter 359: Chapter 359: Found the Head

The factory director’s heart pounded in his chest, but things had already come to this. He could only steel himself and continue, "Huh? What am I supposed to know?

Walter Newton is just a brute. He thinks his past contributions give him a free pass and doesn’t even respect me, the director. I have no idea what his work schedule is."

Seeing him play dumb and refuse to talk, the older officer clicked his tongue and ignored him.

’People like him, who are just banking on luck, will never confess until you take away their last shred of hope.’

With this in mind, the older officer gestured for Arthur Sullivan to pick up the pace.

Watched by curious employees, the group hurried to the entrance of the walk-in freezer as quickly as possible.

"Director? What are you all doing here?

Didn’t you just do an inspection last week? There weren’t any problems! Why are you back again?" A worker, who was in the middle of unloading a batch of freshly purchased meat into the freezer, looked at Arthur Sullivan’s group with a hint of confusion and spoke up.

’Aren’t these officers supposed to be looking for a killer? Why are they over here?’

’Don’t tell me the killer is around here?’

The lead worker was startled by his own thought. Before he could ask another question, the officer at the front spoke up. "You’re familiar with this freezer, right?"

"Of course! I’m the one who loads and unloads everything in here. No one knows it better than I do!" Mr. Keller immediately chimed in upon hearing the question.

’He wasn’t just bragging, either. Not even the director knew it as well as he did!’

The older officer nodded. "Good. I need you to take me inside to find something. This is a police investigation, and we’re on a tight schedule."

"Don’t worry, we’re just looking for one thing. It’ll be quick and won’t hold up your work."

Mr. Keller glanced at the factory director and the workshop supervisor, who were restrained by the police. They were frantically trying to signal him with their eyes.

He also saw Arthur Sullivan standing off to the side, a worried look on his face, but not saying a word.

’Could it be... that something from that case in Workshop Two is hidden in our freezer?’ Mr. Keller was a fan of true crime stories and a quick thinker; he connected the dots right away.

He couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath when he saw the officer nod.

Ignoring the frantic signals from the director, he put on the protective gear with two of the officers and led them toward the very back of the freezer.

"This is the farthest corner of the freezer. We usually store scrap meat and expired meat that don’t meet production standards here."

"The factory keeps it here until it’s all disposed of on a set schedule." Mr. Keller explained as he led them deeper inside, following the officer’s directions.

Once they reached the farthest corner, before Mr. Keller even had to lift a finger, the two officers who had come in with him put on gloves they had prepared and purposefully reached toward the back of a shelf.

In no time, they pulled out a wooden box that had been hidden in the very back.

The box had a "Scrap Meat" label on it.

Only after the wooden box was actually pulled from the shelf in the deepest corner of the freezer did the older officer, his face hidden under his mask, finally let out a sigh of relief.

’He knew his informant was capable, but he’d been on edge until he saw this key piece of evidence with his own eyes.’

Witnessing this, Mr. Keller was also a bit confused. ’These two officers have never been here before, so how could their target be so specific?’

’And when was this wooden box put here? Why don’t I have any memory of it?’

Mr. Keller’s face was stern as he racked his brain, mentally reviewing everything that had come into the freezer recently. Finally, he nodded with certainty. He truly had no memory of this box.

The two officers had no time to wonder what Mr. Keller was thinking. They swiftly opened the wooden box.

A human head, wrapped tightly in plastic, was suddenly revealed to the three of them.

Mr. Keller stumbled back in shock, nearly crashing into the shelf behind him.

’So there really was something in the freezer!’

Mr. Keller then recalled the frantic looks the director and the workshop supervisor had given him. A suspicion flashed through his mind. ’Could it be... that those two are the killers?’

"We found it. Let’s go, we have another location to check." The older officer secured the wooden box and had his colleague hold it. Then he straightened up, looked at Mr. Keller, and said, "How much more fresh meat is there to unload outside? We may need your cooperation in a bit to bring another team of officers in here to take photos for evidence."

Hearing a question related to his job, Mr. Keller answered almost instinctively, "Not much left. It’ll all be loaded in another fifteen minutes or so."

"Alright. We’ll have to trouble you in a bit, then." The older officer quickly arranged the next steps and headed out with the evidence.

The factory director and the workshop supervisor had been clinging to a sliver of hope. The freezer was huge, and they’d hidden the evidence so covertly; surely this group couldn’t find it.

Even if they did, it wouldn’t be this easy.

But in less than ten minutes, the three of them walked out.

The officer in the middle was holding a wooden box. When the director saw the box clearly, and the label stuck to it, his legs went weak and he nearly collapsed.

If Lynn, who was standing beside him, hadn’t been quick enough to catch him, he would have crumpled into a heap on the floor.

The workshop supervisor next to him wasn’t faring any better.

’They had done this together. If one of them was caught, the other could never escape.’

It was precisely because he understood this, combined with the fact that the head had been found...

The workshop supervisor knew it was over. It was completely over.

"Sir, you found it?"

In stark contrast to the ashen faces of the director and supervisor, Lynn and Mills were buzzing with excitement.

’They’d been investigating this case for so long, and now they finally had a breakthrough!’

"We found it," the older officer said, clapping the shoulder of the officer next to him and giving him an order. "Take the box back to the station, and call for more people to come over."

As the director and supervisor stood there, their faces drained of color, the older officer had Arthur Sullivan lead them to the building where the bone grinder was kept.

Upon arrival, the older officer quickly used the information provided by Zoe Sawyer to identify the bone grinder that wasn’t currently in operation.

He waved over the manager of that section and had them lead the employees out.

Work in the bone grinder area had just resumed today. The workers had been busy moving materials and hadn’t had a chance to clean up yet.

This was exactly what the older officer was excited about.

’It was a good thing they hadn’t cleaned! Who knew what traces the director and supervisor might have left behind when they were destroying evidence here!’

Soon, the backup team arrived.

There were two teams in total.

One team went to the walk-in freezer to take photographs and collect evidence, while the other came to this area to see if they could find any clues on the machines.

Perhaps the director had been so confident in his plan that he had taken off his gloves to operate the bone grinder more easily.