Every inch of the body had the same horrific appearance, and he couldn't discern the order of dismemberment or the motive for revenge.
Captain Lewis couldn't help but speak up from the side, "It's... so similar..."
"To the unsolved case eight years ago."
My brother finished his sentence, and both of them fell silent.
The suspect in that case remains a mystery even now, and my brother has almost collapsed during the past eight years of struggling for the case.
The next moment, he immediately dialed my phone number.
But I was already a body, unable to answer him.
The phone kept ringing, and with each ring, my brother's patience faded.
"Where the hell did she go again? Does she think I can't solve this case without her? Who does she think she is!"
Usually, I would always answer my brother's calls as soon as possible.
Perhaps because this case was too difficult, my brother became frustrated, and his voice carried undisguised resentment.
Captain Lewis walked around the body several times in confusion, pointing to the left hand.
"Is there a missing finger here?"
His words made me nervous immediately.
My brother's gaze also fell on the left hand of the body.