If There Were An Afterlife Would You Love Me by Jiangceng

5 

“So, there is another possibility. Someone who knew about the case provoked the police deliberately and retaliated against them!” 

Everyone present agreed with Bob. 

“But… there are no missing police officers. Their family members are not missed.” 

A police officer was curious. 

“If there is someone who has been missing for such a long time, why didn’t anyone report it?” 

Maxwell stared at the photo of the body. “The DNA of the deceased has been urgently identified, and there is no match yet.” 

Bob rubbed his brows. “No matter what, we should first determine the source of the corpse. After confirming the identity of the deceased, we can identify the murderer more quickly. 

“There was only a torso in this suitcase. Perhaps because the limbs have special marks that could identify the deceased, the murderer deliberately hid this part to delay the identification of the deceased. 

“Or perhaps because the 24–inch suitcase can’t hold an adult’s body, it was dumped in two containers. “If it is the second case, then the second location where the body was dumped would not be far away from the first one.” 

Hearing this, Maxwell frowned again. He was a little stunned when he heard these words. 

I unconsciously touched the back of my left hand, where there was a large scar. 

Last year when I was trying to learn how to cook a dish he liked, I accidentally knocked over the pot. The boiling oil burned my hands, and blisters formed instantly. 

He felt very guilty about leaving it on my hand. After that, he applied medicine to me personally every day. 

I wondered if he could recognize me after seeing that left arm. 

Another person asked, “Since the murderer damaged the victim’s private part cruelly, did it mean that he hated the woman so much? For example, he thought the woman was a slut, or he was betrayed by women like her, or his relatives were insulted in this way. Otherwise, he didn’t take revenge in the same way, right?” 

Maxwell’s eyebrows twitched suddenly, as if he thought of something. 

Then, a look of disgust appeared on his face. 

It might remind him of me. In his view, I was a slut. 

Bob subconsciously glanced at Maxwell and asked in a low voice, “Did Lena reply to your message?”