"From the simulated analysis of the skull, it appears that the victim was a very young girl, no older than 21. To be tortured like this after death, with even her body so broken... It's truly inconceivable. What kind of deep hatred could drive someone to inflict such cruelty on such a young girl?"
My father's tone remained indifferent as he expressed his opinion. "According to my observation, not only after death. From the presence of most illegal drugs in the victim's stomach, it indicates that the victim was tormented by the murderer before her death. In particular, there are several injuries that show deliberate abuse and beatings, resulting in lividity marks."
Yes, my father was remarkable.
That murderer, that beast!
Over eight hours of humiliation and abuse!
Every minute, I struggled, but to no avail.
Every minute felt like an eternity!
But I couldn't help but think, it was my birthday.
I shouldn't cry, but the pain reminded me of you, my father.
My only call for help didn't receive any rescue from you.
Instead, you told me to stay away...
At that moment, my father suddenly grasped my shattered hand, making me extremely nervous.
It was because of the birthmark on my wrist.