Los Angeles Legendary Sleuth

Following a thorough search, the FBI discovered more clues.

Tangji Bruns was taken back to the FBI for questioning.

...

FBI New York Office, Interrogation Room.

Tangji Bruns was handcuffed to the interrogation chair, his eyes red, and he looked malevolently at Luke and Amir.

Amir was somewhat unnerved by his stare, and took a sip from his coffee cup.

Luke, meanwhile, was looking at the files in his hands, which showed that Tangji Bruns' wife had died of illness five years ago.

Luke put down the files and asked, "Do you know why you were arrested?"

Tangji Bruns answered evasively, "Can you return my wife's body to me? I'm begging you."

Luke followed up with a question, "Why did you hide your wife's body in the bedroom?"

Tangji Bruns stared blankly, "I couldn't bear for her to leave, I hoped she could stay with us forever."

"How old is your daughter?"

"She's eight."

"Do you think an eight-year-old child can grow up healthy and happy facing a corpse every day?"

Tangji Bruns glared at Luke, "To you, it's a cold corpse.

But to me, it's the woman I love most, it's my daughter's mother.

We aren't afraid; we love her, she's forever our family.

We all hope she stays with us."

Amir said, "If you love her, you should give her a proper burial.

Love can always stay in your heart, not through such a cruel manner."

Tangji Bruns shook his head and sneered, "You don't understand true love at all."

Luke retorted, "Then what do you think love is? Killing in the name of love?"

Tangji Bruns sighed, "I didn't kill anyone, my wife died from illness..."

Luke stared at him and probed, "I'm not talking about your wife, but about the cases of Grace Bloomberg and Olina Back being murdered."

Tangji Bruns shook his head, "You've got the wrong person, their deaths have nothing to do with me."

"Every suspect we arrest says that at first, but the facts often prove they are guilty.",

Tangji Bruns said coldly, "So you apprehend murderers based on probability?"

Luke pulled out a photo of a crime scene blood stain symbol, "Do you recognize this symbol?"

Tangji Bruns glanced at it, quickly lowering his head.

Luke continued, "This symbol was painted by the murderer at the crime scene using the victim's blood, it's identical to the symbol in the photo hanging over your bedroom's headboard.

What does this symbol mean, why do you worship it?"

Tangji Bruns looked at the symbol in the photo, his expression somewhat strange, both devout and anxious.

"During the crime, the killer was driving a black Lexus, and you happen to own a black Lexus, where's the car?"

Tangji Bruns looked at Luke, still silent.

Luke tapped the photo with his finger, "Blood stain symbols, the missing car, the corpse in the bedroom...

These clues all point to you.

Even if you refuse to speak, the FBI will investigate.

Your wife's body will be taken to the FBI, and I will apply for a re-examination of the corpse.

Your daughter will be handed over to a child welfare agency for custody…"

Tangji Bruns clenched his fists, showing a look of sorrow, "Please don't do this, don't separate our family, I'm begging you."

Luke shrugged, "You're a murder suspect, we're just following protocol."

"I have nothing to do with those two murder cases... I just want to bring my wife back to life."

Luke frowned slightly, his wife had been dead for five years; if she wasn't soaked in preservation fluid, she would've turned to a pile of bones by now, how could she come back to life?

"Where were you between 9 PM and midnight on October 3rd?"

"I was at home."

"Who can vouch for you?"

"My daughter."

"Where were you between 11 PM and 2 AM on October 6th?"

"With my wife."

Luke noted down, "Your alibi is incomplete."

Tangji Bruns sighed, "I have no reason to kill, you misunderstood me."

"Then, explain the misunderstanding clearly."

"I don't know how to explain, where to start…"

"You said earlier you want to bring your wife back, how?" Amir was also curious about this.

Tangji Bruns pressed his hands together and looked up at the sky, showing a devout expression, "Nations fall into turmoil, kings abandon justice, darkness covers the land, gloom covers peoples.

The Eternal One will soon awaken, rising from the darkness, and reshape the golden body, His love shall shine on the earth again.

Kings shall see your justice, His glory shall appear to you.

Erase your sins, grant you rebirth.

You shall be called by a new name, given by Jehovah Himself."

Seeing his delusional appearance, Luke figured most likely he'd been misled by charlatans, "What is it you worship?"

"The Eternal.

We also call it the Holy Church."

"What does this blood symbol mean?"

"It's the emblem of the sect."

"You kept your wife's body around, intending to have her resurrected through this."

"Yes." Tangji Bruns remained devout.

"Where's that black Lexus?"

Tangji Bruns' cheeks twitched slightly, returning to silence.

"Earlier, I mentioned the killer's vehicle was a black Lexus. To prove your innocence,

you should help the police find out where that car is."

Tangji Bruns hesitated for a while and sighed, "I donated the car to the Holy Church."

Luke asked, "Who's in charge?"

"Bellam Solo."

"Why give the car to him?"

"Not to him, but donated to the Reshaping Golden Body, so He can descend again and grant my wife rebirth."

"How much money did you donate in total?"

"I haven't worked in a long time and don't have much savings, just over forty thousand US Dollars.

I know it's far from enough, so I donated the idle Lexus.

This represents my sincerity, my devout plea to Him.

I just hope my wife can come back, that our family of three can reunite…"

Amir teased, "If the One you speak of requires a few tens of thousands of dollars to descend and resurrect your wife, the American billionaires would have achieved immortality long ago without seeking medical help."

"That's different, they aren't devout enough, their money is unclean, He won't accept it."

Amir shrugged, "Did you ever consider that it's all a scam by Bellam Solo just to gain your donations?"

"No, the money isn't for him."

"Then, what's it used for?"

"I've made it clear; He needs the Reshaping Golden Body to awaken and descend.

We're pooling money to buy gold, to create a proportional golden body."

"You think so?"

"Yes, the faithful of the Eternal."

"How many of you are there?"

"I don't know the exact number, the number of people each time varies, at least dozens."

"Blood Hand Mac too?"

"Yes, he joined early like me, we've kept in contact discussing the doctrines.

He's devout, even when captured and incarcerated, he's never revealed anything."

"Did you join to resurrect your wife?

What about Blood Hand Mac, why did he join?"

"Mac's hand was severely injured in an accident, he saw many doctors, spent a lot of money without a cure, unable to continue his piano career.

For a skilled pianist, it was a fatal blow.

He fell into despair and panic, feeling his life had lost hope.

In a way, he was already dead.

He wanted to obtain perfect hands, to have Him grant rebirth and continue his piano career."

"He killed so many people, severed their arms to get perfect arms?"

"That was his intention, but later on, he lost control…" Tangji Bruns sighed, "I discussed it with him, he felt too distant from Him, rebirth was still far off…

Whereas killing and acquiring new arms could bring new satisfaction.

But I'm different, He will soon descend, my wife will be reborn."

"When will He descend?"

"Halloween."