It Was You

"Comrade, the two of us have only one child in our lives. It's killing us two to watch her die... We have never done anything evil in our lives, and we have taught Bonnie to be a good person since she was a child. Why does such a thing happen to her? God is really blind! "

Mrs. Gu tried her best to hold Arthur's hand tightly. She had cried too much to shed any tears. When she spoke, her voice sounded hoarse and desolate.

Mr. Gu stood aside silently, with the last glimmer of life in his old and turbid eyes. He said in a trembling voice, "My wife was right. Bonnie is gone. How can we live in the future?"

Arthur's hand was scratched a few bruises by Mrs. Gu. The brocade flag under his armpit suddenly seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, so heavy that he could not lift it.

After a long while, Arthur said awkwardly, "Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu don't worry. We will find the murderer."

Mrs. Gu's hand was so weak that it seemed that all her life force had been sucked out. She stared at Arthur stiffly, which made him a little flustered and unnaturally avoid eye contact.

"Even if you find the murderer and tear him into pieces, Bonnie won't come back." Mrs. Gu murmured.

Arthur didn't know what to say, so he stood there silently. The forensic expert asked someone to take the two elders down for a record. After the two elders left, the originally depressing air seemed to be a little relaxed.

Arthur took out a cigarette and lit it. He lowered his eyebrows and asked coldly, "What's wrong with the autopsy?"

The legal examiner's surname was Qin, the chief of the Forensic Department. Smoking was prohibited in the dissecting room, but the chief didn't stop them. In their profession, sometimes it was not only physical fatigue, but also mental pressure, such as Bonnie's parents. They had been good people for a lifetime. They didn't steal or rob, who could be regarded as good people in others' eyes, but God would not favor them because of this.

Bettina was right. Sometimes living was an original sin.

She should have been strangled to death by someone. Judging from the scars on her neck, it should be something like a soft silk scarf. There are no other scars on her body, but there are sperm in her vagina. She

he was smoking, he said in a particularly low

death, he still couldn't

atmosphere was a little embarrassing for a moment. After a while, the walkie-talkie

we have found the

talkie almost reflexively and pressed the button on it with his trembling

in the suburbs, but both of

the crap. Inform everyone to rush

and said, "Mr. Qin, let's go to

the toolbox. Arthur looked down at the flag and put it on the table casually. "I'll put

if there was a lot of beautiful words written on it,

the dissecting room, Arthur saw that Carlos was still

the man's red and swollen eyes hidden in the half dark shadow. "Are you going to

tightly, Carlos answered,

drive. You take

be in trouble even if he drove.

Half an hour later.

the gate, they saw two corpses were picked up on the flagpole behind the factory building. Since they were dead, the policemen who arrived first