It seemed like he was in a hurry to prove something. He quickly found Dylan, who was in charge of my case, and retrieved my grandmother's information. He found her phone number and took out his phone, preparing to make a call.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on a line of words.
[The granddaughter, Betty Gordon, died unexpectedly three years ago.]
His pupils contracted, and his blood froze instantly.
"How is this possible?"
His face turned pale, "Betty Gordon, died three years ago?"
"The investigation results confirm it, and the system also shows that Betty Gordon's household registration was cancelled three years ago."
Dylan was puzzled, wondering why the forensic doctor was so shocked.
"Mr. Green, do you... know her?"
Stephen lost control, "How is this possible!"
"She must be deceiving me! She is cunning and must have faked her death to avoid my revenge!"
"I've seen through her tricks!"
Dylan, combining with Stephen's previous interview, instantly understood that this "Betty Gordon" who had died three years ago was the malicious ex-wife he had to find no matter what.
He supported the stumbling Stephen.
"Mr. Green... Restrain your grief..."
Dylan's words, like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly struck Stephen's heart.
He suddenly sat down on the chair, his eyes filled with disbelief.
At this moment, a police officer rushed over.
"We found it! We found the identity of the deceased!"
"Mr. Green, the hair sample you sent, when compared with the deceased's DNA, has a similarity rate of 99.99%!"
The police officer gasped for breath, "Mr. Green, the sample was sent by you, and there is a parent-child relationship with the deceased. Can you contact the owner of the sample?"
Stephen was stunned for a long time, and suddenly his pupils shrank, "This is impossible!"
"Betty Gordon died three years ago, didn't she?"
"How can a person die twice?"
