Dad stopped and looked back in confusion.
Levin excitedly pointed at the computer screen, "Look, this figure is exactly the same as Jennifer."
In the video, I was wearing a loose robe, with a round hat covering my figure, and a white mask covering my face tightly.
Uncle Levin has been quite familiar with me over the years. He recognized my back at a glance.
Dad glanced disdainfully and sneered, "Enough, Levin. You still want to use this method to make me care about Jennifer. I'm currently handling a case, and you need to be responsible for your actions in this outfit."
"If this jinx Jennifer really dies, remember to notify me as soon as possible. I will definitely celebrate."
Ignoring Levin's dark face, Dad turned and left.
Levin was already very confident that the deceased was me, but there was still a lack of evidence.
In this matter, only by throwing evidence in my dad's face would my dad be convinced.
As soon as my dad walked out of the police station, he was stopped by Grandma who was waiting at the door.
Before Grandma could speak, my dad roared fiercely.
"I've told you, don't play this childish game with this jinx anymore."