"We are under a lot of pressure. The next thing we have to do is to compare the deceased's DNA with our DAN resource library."
Kyle looked at the body lying on the dissection table with a solemn expression and said in astonishment, "The murderer must have hated the deceased to guts. He actually destroyed her entire body with sulfuric acid."
Charlie stared at my body and hesitated for a moment, then said, "Could it be someone the deceased know who committed the crime?"
"If that's the case, we need to speed up and identify the deceased."
Kyle immediately made arrangements and asked his men to investigate the crime scene and ask around. He didn't stay idle, either. After saying goodbye to Charlie, Kyle went to the laboratory to keep an eye on the inspection.
Then, there were only Charlie, Coroner Zander, and me in the autopsy room.
"Wait." Charlie put on his gloves calmly, took the tweezers from Coroner Zander's hand, fiddled with my fingernail, and picked out a tiny black thing from it. "Look, what is this?"
"Hey, I didn't see it just now. Put it in. I'll bring it to the laboratory later."
Coroner Zander brought the evidence bag, put the thing in it, and said cheerfully, "Professor Hector, you've got sharp eyes. I'll have to trouble you to help me more."
"If we find more clues, we can let the deceased rest in peace soon."
Charlie hummed lightly, staring at my body with an expressionless look.
After a while, Coroner Zander suddenly thought of something and said, "Do you remember that man who was also ruined by sulfuric acid and died last month? I heard that the young man was a social news reporter for the News Daily. I remember your wife is also a reporter for this newspaper, right?"
Yes, that young man was a new member of our team. He was retaliated against not long after he started working. But in the end, a homeless man took the blame.
No one was willing to believe that a homeless man could have access to sulfuric acid, but after various investigations, all the evidence led to him. So, the case was closed just like that.
What people didn't know was that after my colleague passed away, I took over his job.
Charlie seemed reluctant to mention my name. He glanced at Zander coldly and asked, "What are you saying?"