I stood next to the body, anxious to tell them the truth. But no matter how much I shouted, no one could hear me.

"This is the clue you wanted! This is the evidence I left by enduring the pain of losing my finger!"

But my brother just glanced at it expressionlessly, wrote down the information, and left.

In the conference room, a team of ten experienced detectives formed a task force.

After drinking a strong cup of coffee, my brother began to explain the autopsy results.

However, when it came to the criminal psychology of the killer, he started sweating profusely and couldn't utter a word.

For a full ten minutes, everyone looked at him with encouraging eyes.

In the end, Captain Lewis sighed and spoke up,

"Forget it, Harry. It's been eight years, and there's no need to rush now. This kind of inhumane beast may not have any psychological motive. It's not easy to figure it out."

My brother closed his eyes in despair.

After the meeting, Captain Lewis asked my brother to stay behind and suggested, "Since we don't have any other leads right now, why don't we send the DNA for testing? At least we can confirm the identity of the victim and tell her family about this."

Upon hearing this, my brother furrowed his brows even tighter.

"It's not that I don't want to send it for testing, but it would be difficult in this case. The victim's DNA may pose a challenge."

His words were light, but they weighed heavily on my heart.

The painful memories of suffering suddenly came to my mind, and every inch of my body was torn apart with excruciating pain.

She disappeared eight years ago, and everyone thought the killer had died.

But she took out her eight years of pent-up hatred on me.

Captain Lewis instructed the members of the task force to search for the missing finger along the route followed by the delivery.

However, they only found an abandoned tricycle.

An entire day was gone, but there was no progress in the case.

During the second meeting of the task force, my brother concluded directly.

"This is a revenge killing, identical to the case eight years ago.

"If it's not the same person who committed the unsolved case eight years ago, then it's highly likely that it's a suspect who escaped from that case!"

He sounded weak when uttering the last sentence, making all the people present feel down.

Eight years ago, they lost their captain, the best officer among them.