There's a Man in the Habit of Hitting Me on the Head with an Umbrella

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Submitted By Fangruqi
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Rachel Fang
Teacher: Mr.Hitchcox
ENG3U
October 11th 2015

Fiery Cross
Recently, there was a series of homicide case that happened in a rural town, and all the decedents were killed in a variety of cruel means. These incidents that were quite shocking in this town, and the people were too scared to go outside of their homes.

Based on detailed cases analysis, the detective Richard, who was well known in Police Department, judged that these cases were more likely to be done by a certain person or a same group, because these series of cases were stupendously similar to each other. All the decedents were surgeons from many hospitals in this town. And all the surgeons were killed through some sharp tools like scalpels, and their corpses were abandoned in the wild field by the murderer. These incidents caused a impact on all the surgeons in this town, and they felt frightened. They did not know if these nightmares would fall upon their heads. The only one point that confused Richard was that all the crime scenes were left in a undisturbed wild field. He wondered if the surgeons who had been killed had appeared obediently followed the murderer to the wild field without a struggle. The more surprising thing was that policemen could not find any trace of wrestling in the crime scenes. Why surgeons did not try any possible way to resist with the murderer? Were they are bewitched by the murderer? Multitudinous questions plagued Richard. When it came to the surgeons, Richard did not have good feeling for them. One year ago, on a cold night, Richard’s wife Vivien suddenly felt great pain that from her stomach. At that time, Richard was chasing several criminals in the wild field. She had to come alone to the hospital when she was suffering. Nobody knew where to find the surgeon who was supposed to be on the duty. The fact was that the surgeon was…...

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