Ever since my body was found in delivery boxes, all packages at the police station had to be opened in the presence of the task force.
As soon as my brother heard my name, his face turned cold, and he retorted sternly,
"Don't mention Molly to me. From the day we got the case until now, I haven't received any news from her. Now, she's sending me a package. Is it her ashes?"
A bitter smile appeared on my face.
"It's not ashes. It's the only clue I left behind." I said silently.
I never expected that my brother's hatred for me would make him disregard this case.
Captain Lewis remained silent for a while before speaking, "To avoid breaking the rules, I'll open it for you first."
My brother hung up the phone directly, not wanting to hear any news about me.
But before he could finish another bite of cake, Captain Lewis' phone call came again.
Losing patience, my brother answered the call and put it on speakerphone.
Freya looked pleased, her eyes filled with disdainful laughter.
"It's a birthday cake."
Captain Lewis' words instantly made my brother slam the table.