When I Died, My Brother was Ordering Flowers for His Adopted SisterChapter 1
When I was being executed, my brother was ordering flowers for our adopted sister, intending to give them personally on her graduation day.
On graduation day, the cake ordered in my name was delivered to the school, and his growl became the last thing he said to me.
"You don't deserve to have cake in your life!"
Later, he received a call from the bureau, and after dropping off our adopted sister, he rushed to the police station to handle a criminal case.
His face turned pale when he used criminal psychology to reconstruct the crime scene.
The cruelty of the murderer exceeded the limits of human cognition. The methods that person used were just inhumane.
However, he did not realize that the one being retaliated against was his own sister, whom he despised.
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After my death, my body parts were packed into birthday gift boxes and sent to the police station by express delivery.
A total of two hundred packages were delivered, each with the name of a police officer written on it.