Jean worked well with the police. They compared the evidence they had. But at one point Jean had to inject herself with the cure so she didn’t become universal size. They were painful at first but she got use to them eventually.
Eventually the Police were able to bring up a rough description of the Killer’s personality. With the evidence that they had they were guessing that the Killer had once been in the army because of how he slashed the victims. They would have just ended a relationship and it went wrong. The Killer also had knowledge of the Forested areas.
“Ok we’ve got ourselves a description but no suspects,” said Jean.
“Yeah that’s basically it,” replied the Police Chief.
“This is going to be a long investigation.”
Jean then began to drink some coffee. They had a specially made big cup for her and she was drinking one hundred gallons of the stuff.
But eventually it came to night time and Jean had to go. She was tired and she left the police to their work. She went back to the circus and she went to the spot where she went to sleep at. Boris was there waiting for her and he had some nightcap with him. She thanked him and she drank it quickly. This was just what she needed to get to sleep but she couldn’t stop thinking about the murders.

Is there anymore murders tonight?