"The child was still alive when she died. If we had come earlier, the child could have been saved!"
Luke was the best crime analyst in the city, and he was invited to speed up the investigation.
Luke spat and finally recovered, "The killer's method is extremely skilled. I suspect it's related to the case from three years ago!"
"Have the other parts of the victim been found?"
The coroner said with difficulty, "The killer seems to be taunting the police, leaving clues, but time is too short. Only the upper body has been found so far."
"This is a case targeting pregnant women. Luke, isn't your wife also pregnant?"
Finally recovered, the officer, Wyatt Parker, handed a stack of documents to Luke, reminding him.
He said impatiently, "Don't mention her. She deserves to die."
"She doesn't deserve my attention."
The pain all over my body had subsided after so many days, but my heart still ached when I heard Luke's words.
"Does he hate me so much that he wants me to die?
Now, you got your wish.
But our child could have lived."
Thinking of this, my tears fell, and my empty belly began to hurt again.
The team members hesitated to speak but reluctantly continued to survey the scene.