I would rather kill before the movie ends

When a forensic technician falls into crime MY NAME IS JEREMY Lepage, I'm thirty-four, and I'm about to commit the perfect murder. I've had this obsessive idea rattling around in my head for ages, and now, it's finally time. It's not a simple undertaking, but it's exactly what makes this adventure so very exciting. In my ten years of service as a forensic technician of the Lille's police force, I've seen a thousand and four-hundred-sixty-seven corpses exactly. The first one was a man in his sixties who'd fallen down the stairs. His head had hit a step so hard it literally scalped him. The last one was two days ago, the mundane story of a husband who'd apparently caught his own brother and his wife in bed together. Having just come from a construction site, the man grabbed the first thing he could: a screwdriver, which he used to stab the person he'd been through his entire childhood with in the liver. Successful novelist, Franck Thilliez does not disdain the news. A real shot of darkness: it's short, it's direct, it's effective. Miss Ska is happy and proud to count him among her authors. Here is the English version.