Chapter 28 Chapter 26 UACV Headquarters

The picture on the computer is blurry.The photographer shot the interior of the chapel, with Kaloski impersonating Father Francisco in the background, and the technician magnified one part of the frame by 160 times, but it was still difficult to see anything special. "There's nothing to see," Anthony said. "Don't worry, Father." Troy walked into the room, holding a large stack of documents in his hand. "Angelo is our court sculptor. He's an expert at image upscaling, and I'm sure he'll find a way to focus, won't you, Angelo?" Angelo is one of UACV's technicians, and he almost never leaves his computer. His glasses are as thick as the bottom of a bottle, and his hair is greasy on the top of his head. He looks in his thirties.He sits almost in isolation at a large, battered table with a stale half-pizza, marked-down cologne, and signed plastic.There are 12 state-of-the-art computer monitors in front of the windows.Anthony glanced around, convinced that Angelo would rather sleep in front of these computers of his than go home and go to bed.He looked like a lab rat.In fact, he is not ugly, with a shy smile on his face.

"Father, look, I mean, our department, or maybe just me..." "Be clear, Angelo. We have coffee here," said Paula, bringing over the cup that Antony had given Dante half an hour ago. "Thank you, doctor. Wait a minute, the coffee is cold!" "It's okay, it's hot outside. In fact, when you're a bit older and you look back and say, 'This April has started to be hot, but it couldn't have been as hot as the April that John Paul Pope II died. 'Just wait and see." From behind Anthony saw Paula put her hands on Angelo's shoulders, trying to calm him.Even though Paula was upset at the moment, she tried to cover herself with jokes.She barely sleeps, bags under her eyes make her look like a raccoon, and her mood is messed up, sad and irritated.You don't have to be a psychiatrist or a priest to see that.Still, Paula tried to comfort Angelo, trying to make the young man feel better, because the priest was a little frightening to him.This detail made Anthony fall in love with Paula, but soon he suppressed this idea.Anthony couldn't forget being in Paula's office just now, she had made him feel ashamed.

"Explain to Father Fowler how you work," Paula said. "I think he'll be interested." After hearing these words, Angelo became active again. "Look at the screen, we, oh, it's me, designed this special software to fill in images. You know, each image is made up of dots of different colors, called pixels. A typical image is about 2500 by 1750 pixels, but We're only interested in one part of the image, and as a result we're just getting some useless blobs of color. If you zoom in, it's just a blurry image that you're seeing now. I mean, that's eight pixels Connect the colors and then enlarge it to what you want, the result is that you will enlarge the same black point, but my program..."

Paula looked at Anthony sideways as she leaned closer to the monitor to stare.As for Anthony, he had to force himself to listen to Angelo's words, because his mind was still going through the torment of a few minutes ago.Looking at those photos has already made him very sad, and everyone can see that he is very uncomfortable now.And in addition to these, he had to force himself to like this timid young man in front of him, maybe he would never see him again.Paula likes Anthony the way he is, but she immediately pushes the thought away, the embarrassment in her office still lingering in her mind.

"... Then we have to consider the variables of the light point, let's think about how to make the program of three-dimensional information help us work. This is based on a set of very complicated algorithms, and it will take several hours to calculate." "Damn it, Angelo, you called us here to tell us this?" "But this...you'll see..." "Don't worry, Angelo Paula, I think what this young man is trying to tell us is that this program has been running for a few hours and will be ready soon." "Yes, in fact, it's on the printer now."

The laser printer buzzed, right in front of Paula's eyes, and printed a sheet of paper. It was the face of an old man, his eyes covered, but it was much clearer than the original photo. "Good job, Angelo. Although it is not clear enough to use this to catch criminals, it is an entry point. Take a look." Anthony looked carefully at the people in the photo.Troy, Paula, and Angelo all looked at him and waited for him to speak. "I'd say that's him. But it's hard to be sure without seeing the eyes. The shape of the eyes and the sockets and other distinguishing features tell me it's him. But if he passes me on the street, I might You have to take another look to recognize it.”

"So this is a dead end, too?" "Not necessarily," Angelo said. "I have a program that uses some information to make a three-dimensional image. I think we can get what we want. I've been working hard on this photo of the engineer." "Engineer?" Paula asked aloud. "Yeah, it's the picture of the engineer Karoski. It's the one pretending to be the priest. Wow, what's the matter, you should see your expression now, Paula." Troy's eyes were also wide open, and he made an unquestionable gesture behind Angelo.Paula finally understood that Angelo had been kept in the dark about the case.Paula knew that the director had been keeping the four technicians from going home after seeing the scene of Robaya and Portini.He only allowed them to call family members to explain, and then put them in quarantine with only a brief break for coffee.Troy can be strict at times, but also fair: Overtime hours are paid triple the hourly rate.

"Ah, yes, Angelo, look what I'm thinking, go ahead, Angelo." Troy no doubt properly assigns each level of personnel the information they should know so that no one person has all the necessary pieces of the entire puzzle.No one has to know that they are investigating the two cardinals. Of course, this will make Paula's job more difficult, and it will also bring great doubts to Paula, is what she knows is also incomplete information? "Like I said, I've been working on this picture of the engineer. I think in about 30 minutes or so we'll have a 3-D picture, that's from 1995, and then we can compare it to this 3-D picture from 2005. Pictures to compare. If you guys come back in a while, I'll have something clearer."

"Excellent. If you don't mind, Detective, I'm going to the conference room to go over the whole case. Angelo, we'll be back later." "Okay, Commissioner Troy." The three of them walked towards the meeting room, which was two floors up.After taking a few steps, Paula could not help being seized by a terrible thought: because the last time she was in that room, Pontello had been with her. "May I ask, what did you two do to Deputy Dante?" Paula and Anthony exchanged quick glances.They both shook their heads at the same time. "I didn't do anything."

"That's fine, I hope it wasn't the two of you who just saw him pissed off. It's fine if he's just messing with the football result on Sunday. Because I don't want Serling calling me, Or the Minister of the Interior is looking for trouble with me." "I don't think you need to worry. Dante is completely in line with the team." Paula lied. "Then why don't I believe it? Can you tell me where Dante is?" Paula said nothing.She couldn't tell about the problems within the Troy group.She opened her mouth to say something, when suddenly a familiar voice came before her.

"I went to smoke." Dante, wearing his lambskin jacket, was standing at the door of the conference room with a mocking smile on his face.Troy studied his expression suspiciously. "It's a vice, Dante." "We all have bad habits that we just can't get rid of." Dante sits next to Antony, and Paula observes him, and nothing seems to have happened between the two.The two glanced at each other, and the fleeting hostility in their eyes told Paula that things were not as simple as they thought.But as long as the two of them can treat each other with civilized behavior for the next few days, it will be fine in the end.What puzzled Paula was how her colleague at the Vatican had managed to recover from his anger in such a short time.Maybe something happened. "Well," Troy said, "this bloody case is getting more and more complicated. We lost one of our best officers in broad daylight yesterday, and no one knows what's going to happen. We can't even make it public. Funeral, at least until we find a plausible explanation for his death. So I want us to pull together and tell us what you've got, Paula." "Since when did you start talking?" "From the beginning. Until recently, give me a succinct summary." Paula stood up and went to the blackboard and began to write.When she stands here with something in her hand, she can think more clearly. "Okay, so here we go. Victor Karowski, a priest with a history of sexual abuse, escaped from a low-security private institute where he was treated with heavy doses of drugs to intensify the attack. He was subjected to chemical castration due to sexual treatment. From June 2000 to the end of 2001, there was no news about him. In 2001, he used a false name and secretly entered the Church of St. Mary’s to become a priest of the Carmelites. St Peter's Square is a few steps away." Paula drew some lines on the blackboard and then made a calendar. “On Friday, April 1, 24 hours before the death of John Paul II, Karloschi took the Italian Cardinal Portini hostage in the Manly Pie estate. Have we established that the blood obtained from the Cardinal was From the cellar?" Troy nodded. "Kalowski took Portini to the church of Santa Maria, tortured him, and then took him to the last place where he was alive, which is the living area of ​​​​the chapel that we see. Saturday, April 2, Portini's body Discovered on the same night as the Pope's death. The Vatican Police feel they should clean up the evidence at the scene and want to believe that this is a separate case by a madman. It's lucky that the murder was not revealed, and thanks to the residents who live there Responsibility. On Sunday, April 3, Argentine Cardinal Emiro Robaya arrived in Rome with a one-way ticket. We presume someone met him at the airport, or followed him to the dormitory of Sant’Ambro priests where he lived. He was Got there Sunday night. But we all know he never showed up. Did we get anything from the airport surveillance footage?" "No one has checked yet. We don't have enough people." Troy made an excuse. "There are many of us." "I can't let more people get involved in this case. It's important that we keep it secret, and that's what obedience to the Holy See means. Let's play it by ear, Paula, and I'll go get the tapes myself." Paula's face was drawn very long, but this was actually the result of her thinking. "Back to Sunday, April 3rd. Karowsky kidnapped Robaya and took him to the cellar. It was there again that he tortured Cardinal Robaya for a day, then left on his body at the scene In one sentence, it comes from the Gospel of Matthew in the Bible: 'I will give you the keys to the kingdom of heaven', implying the moment when the first pope of Catholicism was elected. This echoes the words written on the floor, plus serious The dismembered body leads us to believe that his assassination was carried out for the election of a new pope this time." "On Monday, April 4, the suspect dragged the body into a house of worship and calmly called the police, pretending to be Francisco Toma. Ironically, he was in the habit of wearing a Bishop Robaya's glasses, Vatican detectives notified the UACV and Commissioner Troy called Serling." Paula stopped and looked directly at Troy. "When you called him, Serling already knew who the killer was, even though he didn't know it was a serial killer. I thought about it for a long time and believed that when Potini was killed on Sunday night, Serling already knew who the killer was. Name. He probably went into the UACV database and typed in 'serious hand assault' and it brought up some cases. His contacts lead him to Major Anthony Fowler, who arrived here on the night of April 5th. .It is likely that we were not involved in the original plan, and that Karowski deliberately brought us into this game. Why? This is the most practical question in the case." Paula was about to finish speaking. "On Wednesday, April 6, while Dante, Antony and I were looking for victims in the residential area, Detective Pontillo was beaten to death by Carloschi in the basement of the Church of Santa Maria." "Have we found the murder weapon?" Dante asked. "There were no fingerprints, but we found them," Troy said. "Kalowski stabbed several times, probably with a very sharp kitchen knife, and he used a candle holder to beat the victim in a very brutal and continuous manner. The candle holder was found at the scene. But I don't hold much hope for this lead. " "why?" "Because it's just our general practice. Our job is to find the killer, and typically, once we know who the killer is, our job is done. But now we're going to use what we know to find out where the killer is. Of course he The name is our starting point. For this reason, Paula's contribution will be more important than ever." "I salute Paula, what you just said is a very good memorabilia," Anthony said. "Sharp," Dante added, with his usual sarcasm. Paula could hear the disapproval in his voice, but she thought it best to play dumb now. "Good summary, Paula," Troy encouraged her. "So what should we do next? Have you found Karoski? Any useful information?" Paula thought for a moment and then said, "All madmen are alike, but every jerk has something special about them." "So what else can you tell us? Other than where you read it?" Troy asked. "Well, if we thought this serial killer was similar to everyone else, then we'd be dead wrong. You can find similarities based on some rules of thumb and draw some conclusions, but every detail in our case Tell us this guy is millions of light years away from normal humans. They're not human, they don't have empathy, their emotions are completely reversed. They just want to kill, and killing makes them feel worthwhile and more important than others , The reason they use to explain their madness is: It doesn't matter to me. I don't try to understand these psycho killers, I just want to bring them to justice." "How do we know what his next step is?" "Obviously he's going to kill again. It's likely he'll pick another one, maybe he's already picked one. But now it's no longer possible for him to pretend to be Father Francisco, which he's been hiding for years. Maybe Fu Father Le can help us in this regard." Anthony nodded and took Paula's lead. "All I know is in the file I gave you, Detective, but I want to show you this." On one corner of the table stood a jug and several glasses.Anthony poured water into a glass, and when it was half full he dropped the pencil into it. "I have made a lot of efforts to share his ideas. Looking at this cup, it was clean at first, but when I put the pencil in it, the whole pencil now seems to be broken into two. The same reason, Ka Lowski's attitude is firm and single, but at some critical moments he will change his attitude, like a straight line is divided into two parts, and the result does not know where it will be." "The point is to find out where he broke." "Maybe. I'm not jealous of your work, Paula. Karowski is a man who hates evil one minute and does very evil the next. All I know is, We should look for him among the cardinals, he will continue to kill, and it won't be long. Because the Pope is getting closer." The team members returned to Angelo's laboratory, and everyone was still a little confused.Angelo is introduced to Dante, who dismisses him.Paula couldn't stand his rudeness.Dante is a very attractive man, but he is not kind at heart.His nasty jokes did nothing to hide anything, but they did a good job of revealing who he was. Angelo waited for the result he expected.He typed a key, and his newly created three-dimensional image appeared on the computer screen, with a black background and some thin green lines in front. "How about stuffing them with meat?" "Of course, now I fill them with skin, the most basic, but it's skin after all." A three-dimensional figure of Kaloski in 1995 appeared on the monitor on the left, and the upper part of the face appeared on the monitor on the right, which was the photo taken in Santa Maria Church. "I haven't modeled the lower part of the face yet, I can't do it because of the beard. I can't see well. From the pictures they gave me, he walks hunched over." "Can you use the chin from the first model to fit under the head in this new image?" Angelo quickly tapped the keyboard and clicked the mouse, and within two minutes, Anthony's request was completed. "Tell me Angelo, how much credibility do you think this second model has?" Anthony asked. Angelo, a young technician, was a little flustered. "Well, look... there's no way to gauge if there's enough light in there..." "That doesn't count, Angelo, we've already thought of that." Troy interjected. Paula spoke, and she tried to speak as slowly as possible, which made Angelo feel comfortable. "Listen, Angelo. No one here is going to judge whether your model is good or bad, we just want to know how much we can trust this model?" "Well, somewhere between 75% and 85%, not much more." Anthony looked at the screen carefully, the two faces were very different in appearance.The nose is bigger, and the chin bone is more angular. Could it be that he himself is like this?Or is it the result of his makeup? "Angelo, would you please rotate the two images in the horizontal plane and measure the size of the jawbone. Like this, that's...that's really what worries me." The other four looked at Anthony and held their breath. "What's wrong?" "It's not Victor Karowski's face. There's absolutely no way an amateur makeup artist could have made his jawbone that different. Maybe a professional Hollywood makeup artist could have done it with a latex mold, but if that's the case, any You can see it when you get close. There's no way he can keep that disguise for very long." "what do you mean?" "There's only one explanation. Kaloski had surgery to reshape his face. The person we're looking for is a ghost."

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Notes: : The masterpiece of Russian writer Tolstoy.Here Troy is somewhat ironic that Paula is more like a literary youth than a psychologist.