My spirit, desperate, hoped he would realize these bones belonged to his former fiancée.
But sadly, he didn't notice.
Soon, his focus returned to the task at hand, his expression impassive.
The villa was located in the suburbs and had fallen into disrepair over the years.
My bones had been trapped inside, waiting alone for this day of discovery.
And now, unexpectedly, Max was the one examining them.
After closely inspecting the remains, Max stated, "The shin bones suffered five to ten heavy impacts, causing comminuted fractures.
"The skull has a depression—this must have been the fatal blow.
"After death, the face bones were crushed in a vengeful act, and the body was pushed into a concrete pillar, with rebar piercing through the entire abdomen and chest."
Even Max, with ten years of experience in forensic examination, frowned at this.
The assistant, standing nearby, spoke with a grave tone.
"What kind of grudge must someone have to commit such brutal violence against an unarmed woman?
"This is pure cruelty. It's unimaginable how desperate the victim must have felt."
The assistant shook his head, clicking his tongue in disbelief.