"Such a brutal attack suggests a revenge killing. We must identify the victim first, then investigate her relationships."
Hovering above the scene, I watched them discuss the case, unable to stop thinking.
How would Jason react if he knew it was me?
Sadly, he didn’t realize it was me even when he placed the body in the freezer.
As night fell, Larry from the police station patted Jason on the shoulder and said, "Go home. We'll have to wait for the DNA comparison results to make any progress."
Jason removed his gloves, disinfected them, and rubbed his temples. "It’s all we can do for now."
They walked out of the station with their arms around each other's shoulders. Larry suddenly sighed and spoke.
"We found a lot of wedding decorations near the crime scene, not far from the city hall. The girl was probably going there to get a married."
"A good person, taken just like that."
"By the way, didn’t you and Caelie get married a few days ago? Why didn’t you tell us the good news?"
Jason paused, his voice stiff, "No... we haven’t got married yet."
Larry pressed him, "What happened? Did you two have a fight? Listen, Caelie is a good girl. Don’t let her go..."
These words seemed to jog Jason's memory.