As a result, Rochelle asked him worriedly, “Brother, is there any clue on that body-shredding case?”
My brother nodded without hesitation and explained, “The murderer was very arrogant and sent a threatening letter directly.”
Rochelle exclaimed, “Isn’t this too arrogant? Brother, you must be careful when you go out.”
“You should too, Rochelle, I suspect the murderer is the same person who killed my father. If you find anything unusual recently, you must seek help immediately.”
Rochelle nodded hurriedly. Then she glanced at her mobile with a pale face and hesitantly said, “Brother, let me tell Hollie too, in case that person gets mad and hurts her….”
“Don’t worry about her. If that person wants to take action, it must be the two of us. You know, she’s just a loser and not worth dealing with.”
A loser?
It turned out I was just a loser for him.
I couldn’t help but laugh through the tears.
After that, my brother rushed to the police station. After seeing him coming, Henry handed him a drawing.
“The Technical Division has expedited identification and found that the blood belongs to one of the deceased.”
The painting was a flower painted with my blood, lifelike. If it weren’t for the unpleasant fishy smell, it would almost be a fine masterpiece.
My brother stared at the painting, completely secretive.
At the moment, the Recovery Division had the latest report, “Captain, we cleared out the bodies of two people overnight. We have made a rough guess at the moment, but one of the deceased is missing two pieces.”
After hearing that, Henry hurriedly took my brother to the studio. It stood to reason that the murderer would not dump the body alone for two separate pieces, unless those two pieces were as crucial a point in breaking the game as the skull.
My brother stared at the missing parts of the body in trance. Maybe the murderer did it intentionally, or maybe he wasn’t skilled enough in dismemberment, since the red birthmark on the bottom of my foot left a little edge.
The corpse had taken on a giant view and the birthmark was somewhat distorted, only vaguely visible as the red birthmarks that should be there.
The other missing piece was my wrist.
When I was a kid, I fell off a tree and got a cross scar on my hand.
If these two pieces were complete, I believed my brother would be able to immediately identify the deceased without the need for a skull or DNA.