After I Died, My Parents Found Out the TruthChapter 1
When my mother went to the market to buy meat, she found that the market was crowded and impassable.
My father was a police officer and he was at the scene.
When he saw my mother, he immediately reminded her and my cousin to be careful recently and then went to the scene to collect evidence.
His colleagues reminded him to remind me as well.
My father's face turned cold, and he disdainfully said, "She'd better die outside. I never want to see her again."
But my father didn't know that he had just seen me.
Unfortunately, he didn't recognize me. I was his daughter who was just in front of him.
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"Levin, this is a big deal."
Captain Levin nodded solemnly.
The market pork stall was shocked to find dismembered body parts. If this matter was exposed, it would definitely cause widespread panic among the public.
To minimize the impact as much as possible, Levin closed off the entire market.
Levin frowned and looked at my father, "These body parts must determine the owner's identity as soon as possible."
My father also had a serious expression. He was a dedicated and responsible police officer.
My father glanced at the body parts and said, "I will take them for identification as soon as possible."
My ethereal soul floated nearby and sighed softly. With my father's years of experience in solving cases, he would definitely help me catch the real culprit soon.
Levin's expression also relaxed a bit.
"You can go home and make arrangements. We will need to work overtime these days."
My father nodded and casually took out his phone to make a call.
"Honey, I will be working overtime recently. Try not to go out with Emilia these days."
Then a sweet voice came from the other end of the phone, "Daddy."
In an instant, the serious and tense expression on Dad's face became gentle.
"Emilia, be good at home and listen to Mom's words."
After explaining everything in detail, Dad hung up the phone with relief.
Levin grabbed his arm when he turned to leave.
"Why don't you call Jennifer and ask her to come home early?'"
Dad's face instantly turned black, "It's best if she dies outside and never comes home again."
I helplessly smiled.
It turned out that the soul also could perceive pain! Dad said he hoped I would die outside. I had fulfilled his wish.
He focused on these pieces of flesh, all of which were cut from my body.