[ WP ] A serial murderer who has performed 100 's of inhumane experiments is caught . His research suggests he has found cures for several major diseases and wo n't divulge unless all charges are dropped .

`` What did you say?'' 
 
 My mind reeled, the whirlwind of the last three weeks replaying over and over again. We had caught Doctor Smith by little more than a stroke of luck. Smith was a sadist and a genius, a dangerous combination. And careful - if we had n't found his laboratory and his notes we would n't have even known what he was. It was all by chance - a no-knock warrant served to the wrong address. First Avenue, not First Street. 
 
 He was smiling when Jones slapped the cuffs on him. How anyone could smile in that charnel house I do not know, but he nodded to his notes, as if he wanted me to see them. As if he wanted me to read them. Contained within were detailed notes on countless murders. Everything was in perfect order - the name, address and physical features of all of his victims. We had closed more than three hundred murders that night. 
 
 The notes went off to the forensics team for examination. What they said rocked our world. Contained within were details on any number of medical advances. Organ regeneration. Haemorrhagic fever. Malaria. Leprosy. Others suggested enhancements - devices that could make humans stronger, faster, smarter. It was all there except a few tantalizing details - like missing puzzle pieces would could n't reproduce his work without these details. And he offered them. For his freedom. 
 
 How could we not accept. A new name, new identity. Secret to us. He gave us the final details as the government completed its transformation of Doctor Smith to Michael Hotchkins. 
 
 `` It's not real. I mean sure there are parts of it. And I can see how you were deceived. Whoever wrote this has a better grasp of the fundamentals of this field than 99 % of the academics out there. But in the end it just wo n't work.'' 
 
 `` Are you sure?'' 
 
 `` Quite.'' 
 
 I buried my head in my hands. A killed was on the loose and I had nothing. Worse, I had let him go free....
