I Died, My Sister Helped Me Catch the MurdererChapter 1
My body was smashed into pieces due to the fall from a high altitude.
Several policemen came. They all looked at me seriously.
The case quickly attracted the attention of various media.
Soon, Jocelyn came.
She came in a hurry, wearing a birthday hat to celebrate Tristan's birthday.
She seemed to be strange in this place.
Jocelyn was different from those policemen. She just looked at me and went to vomit nearby.
It turned out that she would feel disgusted when I died, even if she hated me.
Soon, I was taken back for criminal investigation.
My body was pieced together by four forensic experts.
They worked together for three days and two nights.
My body finally looked like a human's.
However, they just couldn't put my head together.
The skull was so badly damaged that it could no longer be pieced together.
Someone pushed me down from the 20th floor.
Then, my skull was hit hard by a big hammer.
Even if a miracle-working doctor came, he could do nothing helpful.
Jocelyn had been in the police station for three days, and she couldn't celebrate Tristan's birthday.
She must hate me very much.
"Jocelyn, can you draw it?"
Jocelyn was here.