"Tedious, hung up. It was an unfamiliar number, and Shina Macai was too apathetic to engage in idle chatter, her expression grim as she prepared to end the call.

However, before she could disconnect, she suddenly heard a voice on the other end of the line: "This is Bidegla."

The voice was remarkably calm, the kind of calm that sent shivers down her spine. But at the thought of Bidegla, the rogue, Shina's reluctance surged. Bidegla had always opposed her, but now he had the audacity to call her here. Did he really think she had nothing else to do?

At this realization, Shina was incensed, almost roaring in a voice of fury: "You scoundrel, I have no time to deal with you."

Currently, she was plagued by the case of the serial killer, so naturally, she had no patience for Bidegla.

Surrounding her, the detectives who had previously been gathered in small groups were startled by Shina's roar, their expressions changing as they scattered away like they were avoiding the plague.

Shina Macai was undeniably beautiful, a woman of exquisite beauty coveted by many, but ever since a man who pursued her ended up in the hospital with broken ribs, no man dared to catch her attention again.

Compared to her beauty, their lives were undoubtedly more important. Who would dare to provoke this female tyrant?

Moreover, Shina Macai's background was very influential, and no one dared to be forceful with her.

"Since you have no time for me, I'll let it go. I was actually planning to give you a gift." Bidegla's voice came through the phone, and he was also preparing to hang up.

This madwoman, to treat her with kindness and still receive such an attitude. At this rate, Bidegla might as well just call the police.

In any case, whoever caught this madman would receive recognition. Shina Macai didn't want it, as there were plenty of people waiting in line for it.

"A gift?" Upon hearing the voice on the phone, Shina Macai hurriedly exclaimed, "Wait a minute."

"What else do you want, you crazy woman?" Bidegla's voice on the phone had become somewhat impatient.

"What kind of gift are you talking about?" Shina Macai asked suspiciously, looking around as if feeling a bit guilty.

"The serial killer is in my hands right now. If you want to arrest him, come to my place. If you don't come, I'll have to inform someone else." Bidegla's voice echoed through the phone, momentarily stunning Shina Macai.

"Really?" Five full seconds later, Shina Macai yelled, shaking the phone so much that Bidegla on the other end had to move the phone away from his ear.

This madwoman, always so jumpy, was truly terrifying.

"Do you think I would lie to you? You have twenty minutes. If you don't come, I'll have to give the credit to someone else." Bidegla calmly said, prompting Shina Macai to immediately ask, "Where are you? I'll come right away." Her voice was urgent.

"It's at the New Sun Building. Someone will guide you in when you arrive." Finished speaking, Bidegla hung up the phone, unwilling to waste time with this madwoman.

"You, come over here quickly! We need to respond." After hanging up the phone, Shina Macai shouted at the detectives who had just left, startling them so much they nearly fell to the ground.

Goodness gracious, do you want to scare us to death?

But they didn't dare to hesitate at Shina Macai's words, fearing that if they did, they might end up in the hospital.

They hurried quickly, though Bidegla had said they had twenty minutes, they arrived at the New Sun Building in just ten minutes.

Along the way, they ran countless red lights, driving at almost a hundred miles per hour.

Fortunately, they were from the police station, otherwise, they would have likely been pursued by traffic police a long time ago."

"Please follow me," a figure approached Shina Macai and her group from the entrance of the New Sun Building, speaking with reverence.

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"Lead the way." Shina Macai showed no fear at the sight of this figure in black, knowing that each of them was armed and unafraid of any tricks.

"Boss, I have brought the people here," the henchman spoke from the basement of the New Sun Building, leading Shina Macai and her group to this place.

"Very well, you may go," Stuart Buzer waved his hand, and the henchman immediately retreated.

"Is this the maniac?" Shina Macai squeezed into the room, coldly staring at the black-clad figure tied to the chair.

However, the black-clad figure seemed completely dejected and did not respond to Shina Macai's words at all.

"Bidegla, what is the meaning of this?" Shina Macai turned her gaze to the composed face of Bidegla, inquiring deeply.

Taking a deep breath, Bidegla stood up from the chair and said in a low voice, "This person tried to harm Jennie, and I subdued him."

Bidegla's voice was not loud, but it immediately changed Shina Macai's expression. She rushed forward and seized Bidegla's shoulder, her voice trembling, "Is Jennie alright?"

Shina Macai's heart was extremely tense at this moment, fearing that she would not be able to handle the outcome revealed by Bidegla.

"She's fine," Bidegla shook his head, then coldly glanced at the black-clad figure tied to the chair, saying, "I arrived just in time. Otherwise, all I would have seen is Jennie's lifeless body."

Bidegla's voice was sorrowful, yet tinged with a sense of relief. Thankfully, he had insight, or else he could not imagine the emotions he would have felt upon seeing Jennie's lifeless body.

"I will shoot you." Suddenly, Shina Macai drew a gun from her back and aimed it directly at the person tied to the chair.

"Officer Macai , don't be hasty." Seeing this, the police officers who were with her rushed forward to restrain Shina Macai .

Although they were detectives, they did not have the right to kill, and they were not authorized. Without evidence, killing would be illegal.

"Brother, do you have any evidence for what you're saying?" one of the detectives spoke, directing his gaze towards Bidegla.

Under the scrutiny of the police, Bidegla took a recording pen from his pocket and placed it in the detective's hand, saying, "This contains the criminal acts of this maniac. Just listen, and you will understand."

Before they arrived, Bidegla had already awakened the maniac and forced him to confess his crimes, knowing that without evidence, the police would not believe him. That was why the scene had unfolded as it did.

As the recording pen was played, the voice of the black-clad figure filled the room, filled with pain and fear.

But upon hearing what he confessed, the police present all had their expressions change, because what this man confessed completely matched the case they had been investigating, without any discrepancies.

At this point, most of them already believed that the bound figure was the serial killer they had been tirelessly pursuing. And as Bidegla had said, they also understood that this person must have been planning another crime, but did not expect to be encountered by Bidegla.

Seeing his current state, with almost no part of his body left unscathed, some areas even showing bone through the flesh, it was clear that he had been subjected to inhuman torture. They had seen crime scenes before, but what they saw now was more horrifying than anything they had encountered in the past.

This person was clearly still alive, but his injuries left no part of his body untouched, indicating that he had been cut with sharp objects while still alive.

Therefore, when they looked at Bidegla's eyes again, there was a hint of fear. This person's methods were unusually vicious. However, they dared not blame Bidegla now, for without him, it would have taken them an unknown amount of time to apprehend this deranged maniac. Bidegla not only didn't harm them, but he also did some good. And judging by Shina Macai's actions before, they understood that the connection between this young man and the female dragon was not insignificant. "Take this man away," the police immediately ordered upon receiving the man's confession, as they already had enough evidence to make an arrest. "Yes." Soon, the heavily injured man in black was taken away by two policemen. At this point, they finally released the furious Shina Macai. "Thank you, brother, for assisting us in catching the criminal. However, according to regulations, you need to come back with us and make a statement." "No need." Upon hearing this, Bidegla already knew what he was going to say. He pointed at Stuart Buzer and said, "This man is with me and knows everything, so let him go with you." Seeing Bidegla push himself out, Stuart Buzer couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. However, he didn't say much, as he could tell that Bidegla had no intention of leaving with the police. "Yes, I am also a witness and can testify on everything," Stuart Buzer spoke, causing the police to ponder for a moment before saying, "Alright, you come with us." "Dismissed!" the police ordered, and all the police officers who had gathered here withdrew. Now that the culprit had been caught, the next step was to interrogate him rigorously. Therefore, they needed to hurry back, as once the truth came to light, it would provide an explanation to the person who had reported the case earlier. "Officer Macai, you're not in a condition to handle the case today. Go home," the police said, then left on their own. "Bidegla, where is Jennie now?" Shina Macai asked, grabbing Bidegla's shoulder with an anxious tone. "I took her home. Let's go back now," Bidegla said, no longer lingering and walked out of the gate. Bidegla rode in Shina Macai's police car on the way back, ignoring the red lights and even the traffic police dared not stop them. Because they were part of the same system, and stopping them would be futile. Moreover, if others were carrying out important tasks, they would be charged with obstructing official duties. Therefore, the traffic police would not bother with such thankless tasks and act as if they hadn't seen anything. It only took seven or eight minutes to return to the villa area, an astonishingly fast speed. The gate of the villa area was open, so without saying anything, Shina rushed in. The security personnel in the guard room, upon seeing a car coming in, initially wanted to come out and inquire, but upon realizing it was a police car, they shrunk back and returned to their room in frustration.