I believed that as long as my dad found out that I was dead, he would soon find the real culprit.
Dad still had a serious expression on his face, "I was just about to tell you this. This is currently the most important clue."
"The deceased had a prominent scratch on her arm. We still need to wait for the DNA comparison. If we investigate based on this clue, it can save a lot of time."
Captain Levin frowned and hesitated slightly, "Jennifer also has a similar scratch on her arm, I remember."
Captain Levin was indeed my dad's old comrade-in-arms for many years, and also my good uncle for nearly twenty years.
The scratch on my arm was from when I fell off my bike in junior high school.
At that time, it was Uncle Levin who saw me off to the hospital. He still remembered this incident!
Before Uncle Levin could continue, my father angrily interrupted him.
"Levin, stop talking. I know you want to resolve my resentment towards Jennifer and ask me to care more about her in the future. But every time I think of her, I think of my brother's death. I can never forgive Jennifer in my whole life."
"She is the murderer who killed my younger brother."