He just hadn't recognized that these were parts of me yet.

After three days of continuous searching, the police station finally gathered the scattered body parts nearby.

The result that came out left everyone stunned.

The whole team found it hard to believe because only less than a third of the body parts were gathered.

Levin's expression was also unusually serious.

My father also looked surprised, as it was the first time he had seen such a gruesome death.

Everyone had a solemn expression on their faces.

Originally, they thought they were only missing the head, but they didn't expect so many body parts to be missing.

If any other parts of the body were found by other citizens in other places and exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The city government attached great importance to this case, and the situation became more and more difficult.

Levin looked up at the specimen table and saw one of the organs. He took down the specimen and handed it to my father.

"What is this?"

My soul trembled with excitement.

Finally, I was going to be discovered.

I believed that as long as my dad found out that I was dead, he would soon find the real culprit.

Dad still had a serious expression on his face, "I was just about to tell you this. This is currently the most important clue."

"The deceased had a prominent scratch on her arm. We still need to wait for the DNA comparison. If we investigate based on this clue, it can save a lot of time."

Captain Levin frowned and hesitated slightly, "Jennifer also has a similar scratch on her arm, I remember."

Captain Levin was indeed my dad's old comrade-in-arms for many years, and also my good uncle for nearly twenty years.

The scratch on my arm was from when I fell off my bike in junior high school.

At that time, it was Uncle Levin who saw me off to the hospital. He still remembered this incident!

Before Uncle Levin could continue, my father angrily interrupted him.

"Levin, stop talking. I know you want to resolve my resentment towards Jennifer and ask me to care more about her in the future. But every time I think of her, I think of my brother's death. I can never forgive Jennifer in my whole life."

"She is the murderer who killed my younger brother."

My heart was stabbed with a sharp pain, causing my soul to tremble.

After all these years, my father still couldn't forget about that incident.

I was the murderer who killed my uncle.