After I met Charlie, I developed an inferiority complex and didn't dare let him see it. Therefore, I tried to remove the scars on my body intentionally or unintentionally. However, the scar on my thigh was too deep, and I couldn't make it disappear, no matter what I did.
Charlie used to look at this scar with sympathy in his eyes and felt sorry for me.
But when the scar he had caressed day and night was presented in front of his eyes, he couldn't recognize it.
Or rather, he couldn't believe it.
"We are under a lot of pressure. The next thing we have to do is to compare the deceased's DNA with our DAN resource library."
Kyle looked at the body lying on the dissection table with a solemn expression and said in astonishment, "The murderer must have hated the deceased to guts. He actually destroyed her entire body with sulfuric acid."
Charlie stared at my body and hesitated for a moment, then said, "Could it be someone the deceased know who committed the crime?"
"If that's the case, we need to speed up and identify the deceased."