They were all dying gently. No pain whatsoever. They would just fall asleep and die. The victims were all politicians, and there were always a note on paper, capital letters in Time News Roman, on a wall somewhere on the premises.
FOUR MILLION STOLEN FROM THE NHS
FINANCED A BANK INSTEAD OF HIRING MORE TEACHERS FOR PUBLIC SCHOOLS
INVESTED PENSIONS IN REAL ESTATE
“Pure demagogical rubbish,” said Norman to the Cozy Murderer. “This is the opinion of the Prime Minister about your notes. What do you say about this?”
“I might say the same if I were him in his place,” was the answer of the distorted voice on the sound speaker, like a robot. “If you, reporters, did your work, you would fact-check my accusations and find them true.”
“That’s no excuse for murder,” retorted Norman.
“I would rather call it casualties of war.”
“How is that?”
“Dear God…,” the sound speaker muttered. “I thought you were a real reporter, Norman.”
“What war are you talking about?”
“The war between politicians and the people. Where the hell have you been?”
“Give me a break,” shouted Norman. “We had a deal about this interview. No radical speech. You promised to speak the all truth.”
There was the sound of a deep breath on the sound speaker.
“Thousands of people are dying because of unemployment, poverty, the bankruptcy of NHS, violent schools, high taxes to be diverted, and low wages. People get chronic physical and mental illnesses because of the abuse from politicians and corporations. This is an ancient war between those who rule and those who work. My mother died in a factory where she worked ten hours a day for an income insufficient for a daily meal.” An even deeper breath taken by the robot voice. “This is a pure slow genocide that lasts for generations. Politicians and corporations kill us massively. Abuse and poverty are their weapons. They are much more violent than myself.”
Norman stroked his forehead.
“Hence the Cozy Murderer signature, right?” Getting close to the window of his office, Norman glanced at the people on the street. “Tell me, how do you do it? Forensics says you kill painlessly, with some sort of venom. Your victims just fall asleep and die.”
“That’s right. I use darts, surfaces in touch with their skin, or simply their food and beverage. The venom takes about four days to have an effect. This makes the poisoned item virtually untraceable.”
“Why do you bother with killing them painlessly?”
There was a robot laugh before the answer being given.
“Finally you get to the point, Norman.”
“What’s that?,” asked the reporter, now facing the sound speaker as if it were a person. Then, he listened:
“I’m more human than they are.”
Saturday, September 18th 2021