Tortured to Death: Dad, Can You Hear My Cry for Help?Chapter 1
When I was dying of torture, Dad was choosing a gift with the sponsored girl.
The kidnapper gave me a chance to ask the nearest person for help.
But Dad didn't give me a chance at all. "Get lost! Don't disturb me!"
Later, the CID investigated a murder.
The corpse was skinned and deboned.
My father went to the scene and sighed when he saw the gruesome state of the dead.
He cursed the murderer for being inhuman but he didn't recognize me.
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My body was hung in the warehouse.
When I was found after a long time, my body began to rot.
The CID sent the most experienced criminal policemen to investigate the murder that had caused a sensation in the city.
My dad was one of them.
He was an experienced criminal police officer. When he received the order, he was at the sponsored girl’s banquet.
Soon, he arrived and inspected the scene seriously.
Frowning, he sighed. "The murderer was too cruel. I'm afraid the victim had suffered a lot before the death."
The young policeman followed behind him, carefully avoiding damaging the crime scene.
Seeing my body, he couldn't help retching.
The body needed to be dissected, so I was carefully moved to the forensic room.
My dad had a good relationship with Dr. Lewis, so he followed him to have a look.
Dr. Lewis identified the deceased as a young woman who died seven days ago.
My dad was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but feel sorry for her. "Such a young girl. So pitiful."
I floated in the air and swayed.
Following behind him, I saw the evidence handed in by the others.
There was a piece of rag on my clothes. It was from my favorite shirt, which I had worn many times.
My dad might find it a little familiar, so he picked it up and looked at it for a while.
Confusion flashed across his eyes but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
I wasn't sad. After all, I couldn't expect him to remember me from a piece of burnt rag.
But I couldn’t forget the pain when the murderer was holding a hot stick and pressed it against my back.
Even my soul was trembling.
The autopsy report came out quickly.
In addition to the age and time of death, it could only be confirmed that the deceased had lost too much blood in severe pain.