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With the FBI agents and very well-known skilled personnel on the scene, the audience and everyone else seemed to regain hope, feeling their favorite idols will appear in no time.

But hours flew by in a blink of an eye, and everyone's smile began to crack.

Specialists, my ass!

"Didn't they say they would be able to find clues or get leads in under 2 hours?"

"Hey! It's been 5 hours now, and we haven't heard a thing from their side. Fakes!"

"Upstairs, you said it well. How dare they make such claims if they can't even get a single lead since then?"

"Dammit! Are you sure these are our country's best? Is something playing with us here? I want to see my Goddess now!"

(*π*)

Many viewers were angered to death by the false hope these people gave them.

You have to know that when the reporters asked questions when these people first arrived, some smiled arrogantly, saying they would get leads in 1~2 hours at most.

As much as everyone cheered for them at the beginning, was how they were booed at now.

What was going on here?

These prestigious and famous agents and personnel felt a thick layer of sweat cover their foreheads, staring at the scene with crazed eyes.

How can this be?

It was as if the group had vanished into a different dimension after ascending the narrow stony path.

No footprints on the grounds, no broken grass talks, or anything to prove they are here.

The dogs sniffed it to no avail, in confusion.

On the video broadcast, one of the girls accidentally tripped near a particular stone.

But when they checked, nothing was out of the ordinary, with no traces of anything left behind.

F***!

The tombstones didn't even have the girl's fingerprints.

So, what sort of high-level criminals were they working with to be able to leave such a clean crime scene?

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Everyone was stomped.

In all their years, they had never seen anything like this.

If they eventually catch the criminals, they would like to interrogate them personally to know how they did it.

Such criminal minds were not allowed to blend with society without supervision!

Just look at the perfect escape plan they hatched.

They felt it should be the work of a criminal syndicate unknown to them. It might be a deadly one that can pose a threat to their country if not stopped.

Who knows what other activities these people did other than kidnapping? Or maybe they also do drug trafficking too?

(?~?)

The level of skill displayed in this 'clean' scene frightened them silly.

Of course, they also felt regretful about shooting their mouths earlier.

5 hours have gone by, and they already know how many people want to have their heads.

Even more annoying were the annoying told-you-so smiles on the lips of these police officers.

They were silent, but their expression said it all.

'What? Didn't you say you could get the job done at a snap of a finger?'

'Hey... You told us to give you way, saying without capabilities, we won't be able to crack it. And now, aren't you in the same predicament?'

'Pfft~... I thought you all were better. But now, I can see you're just so-so.'

The faces of these special personnels turned red and distorted, trying their best not to focus on the police or their surroundings.

Were they disgruntled? Sure they were!

Their fists were clenched so hard blood was near-dripping out.

Since when did they, people of their credentials, get mocked and taunted flat in the face like this?

They knew that talking or defending themselves was of no use.

What the people wanted were results!

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Like so, the strange disappearance of the many idols caused a national storm.

The police also pleaded with the audience, wanting to find the mysterious man with the horrendous scar slashed across his face.

People screamed in shock, feeling the man's projected face was too scary.

Some people even opened blogs and forums, speculating about the identity of the strange man.

Who was he?

Many said he was the leader of the criminals. But that didn't make any sense. How can the leader of the criminal gang willingly show his face live?

Isn't that too stupid? Or could it be the guy so confident in his criminal organization that he didn't care about offending the world?

Many now call the guy Mr. Slasher online.

Of course, some said the man probably had nothing to do with the situation.

They said it was mean for others to speculate he had something to do with it because of his strangeness and appearance.

But many again argued that if he was innocent, why didn't he call the police to report herself after seeing the many posters and people searching for him?

He said he lived in the city with his wife. Yet, no one can find him.

The police also scouted the nearby regions, but no one, not even those living in the woods within the outskirts regions, had seen the man's face in their lives.

He's not in the city, and he's not around the vicinity.

If everyone can recall, his time and the many hints he gave would let people feel he was an ordinary, regular, everyday person.

So how come he suddenly has the capability to vanish without a trace from the police's detection?

In this social media-crazed ear, are you saying this didn't see a thing?

Fine! Even if he didn't, the Tv had reported the matter continuously. So there was no excuse.

What's more, the words he said to the group about disappearing when they did were too coincidental.

So in conclusion, many felt he was a prime suspect! A bold one at that. Since he dared to show his face.

But how would they have known the mysterious man didn't care whether his face was shown since the next time he appears might be decades later?

Heh.

Not his problem.

This 𝓬ontent is taken from f(r)eeweb(n)ovel.𝒄𝒐𝙢

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