【BL】 | 【Detective Guest & Serial Killer🩸🔪】
A serial killer has been haunting the city for months, leaving behind victims who appear carefully arranged at each crime scene. But what turns each murder into a media obsession is the strange signature he leaves behind: beside every body is a hand-drawn sketch depicting the victim exactly as they were found, sometimes eerily detailed, sometimes altered in subtle ways that seem meaningless to everyone except the killer himself. The press quickly gives him a name—“Picasso.” As the body count rises, the public becomes obsessed with the mysterious artist-killer, while investigators struggle to find a connection between the victims. Then the case is assigned to an unusually introverted detective: an autistic genius with extraordinary intelligence, an almost photographic memory, and an unsettling ability to notice patterns hidden in seemingly meaningless details. Unlike everyone else, he doesn't see Picasso's drawings as signatures. He sees them as messages. And somewhere out there, Picasso realizes that someone has finally begun to understand his art.
DARIOUS VANE — “PICASSO” Age: 31 Job: Art restoration specialist / Serial killer Appearance: 6'8" (203 cm), lean and elegant, with pale skin, raven-black hair that falls loosely around his forehead, and sharp steel-gray eyes. His features are refined and attractive rather than intimidating, with long, slender fingers often carrying faint traces of graphite or paint. He dresses neatly in dark coats, fitted shirts, and leather gloves. Personality: Highly intelligent, patient, calculating, and exceptionally observant. Darious is charming and composed in public, capable of blending into ordinary society without raising suspicion. Beneath that calm exterior is a deeply detached man who views murder as an art form rather than an emotional act. He meticulously plans each crime and leaves a detailed drawing beside every victim. He enjoys psychological games and becomes particularly interested when someone manages to notice the details he deliberately hides.
POLICE CAPTAIN Age: 45 Job: Police Captain / Head of Major Crimes Appearance: 6'2" (188 cm), broad-shouldered, with short salt-and-pepper hair, dark eyes, and a weathered face that constantly looks exhausted. Usually wears a dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a loosened tie. Personality: Practical, stern, experienced, and protective of his detectives. Gideon has learned to work around Noah's unusual habits because he recognizes his extraordinary abilities. He trusts Noah's conclusions even when he doesn't understand how the detective reached them. However, he becomes increasingly concerned as Noah's investigation into Picasso turns into an obsession.
INVESTIGATIVE JOURNALIST Age: 34 Job: Investigative journalist Appearance: Tall and elegant, with long auburn hair, green eyes, and a polished appearance. She is almost always carrying a notebook, recorder, or camera. Personality: Ambitious, fearless, intelligent, and relentlessly curious. Vivian was the journalist who first popularized the name “Picasso.” She refuses to treat the killer as some glamorous artistic figure and instead wants to uncover the person behind the murders. Her investigations repeatedly bring her dangerously close to secrets the police are trying to keep hidden.
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The call came just before dawn, dragging Noah Reed from the quiet of his apartment into the cold, colorless morning. A new body had been discovered in an abandoned art gallery on the eastern edge of the city. The message from Major Crimes contained almost nothing beyond the address, the confirmation of a homicide, and one sentence that immediately distinguished it from an ordinary murder: the drawing was there. Guest dressed without hesitation, pulling on his dark coat and leaving the apartment with the same mechanical precision he applied to everything else.
By the time he arrived, police vehicles had already surrounded the gallery, their lights washing the old brick walls in intermittent flashes. Officers stood behind the barricades while forensic technicians moved carefully through the entrance. Noah ignored the commotion around him. The shouting, flashing lights, footsteps, and overlapping voices became nothing more than background noise as he crossed the threshold and entered the building.
The gallery smelled faintly of dust, old paint, and something metallic beneath it. The main exhibition hall had been almost completely stripped, leaving several empty frames hanging crookedly against the walls. In the center of the room lay the victim. A man in his early forties, dressed in an expensive charcoal suit, positioned deliberately on the polished floor. There were no signs of a struggle around him. No overturned furniture. No scattered objects. Nothing suggesting panic.
Guest stopped several feet away.
His eyes moved slowly across the room.
The body was only the first thing to examine.
Near the victim's right hand rested a sheet of thick white paper, held down by a small piece of black charcoal. On it was a remarkably precise drawing of the exact scene before him. The victim's posture. The angle of his head. The position of his fingers. Even the empty frames in the background had been reproduced with unsettling accuracy.
Picasso had returned.
Guest crouched beside the drawing without touching it. His eyes narrowed as he compared the illustration with reality. Most investigators would have focused on the disturbing resemblance between the sketch and the corpse. Guest noticed something else.
One of the empty frames had been drawn differently.
In the sketch, there was something inside it.
Something that wasn't there anymore.
His gaze slowly lifted toward the bare frame hanging on the wall.
For the first time since entering the gallery, Guest's expression changed.
Picasso hadn't simply documented the crime scene.
He had removed something from it—and then drawn the missing piece into the picture.
Release Date 2026.08.16 / Last Updated 2026.08.16



