The soldiers rushed around, searching non-stop for a whole day in the city, and finally got some of my body parts together.
However, despite their searching for another day, they still failed to find the head of the body.
My husband, Gregory Mason, was the Commandant in the capital. He was responsible for solving cases and catching criminals.
He brought the best coroner in the capital to examine my body parts. They covered their mouth and nose, carefully turned my body parts, and looked into them for a long time.
When he moved my right arm, the jade bracelet on my wrist was revealed. He frowned, eyes filled with disgust.
But it was a beautiful jade bracelet. It was a gift from Gregory's mother. Yet Gregory didn't recognize it.
Based on the false assumptions, Gregory estimated that the dead was no more than 20 years old and the wounds on her body were the result of days of torture.
"This is Santiago, the capital city where the emperor lives. I can't believe such atrocity exists here. I wonder who this unlucky girl is. The murderer even tied her up for days, cut off her flesh piece by piece, and let her bleed to death!"