My elder brother, Michael Summers, had always wished that I could just die."You're just a cold-blooded monster, Ruth! Elena cared so much about you, but you heartlessly locked her out so that she would be stabbed in your stead! Don't you feel ashamed to be alive?"Five years ago, Michael's fiancée, Elena Brooks, had died because of me.Five years later, my burnt corpse lay quietly on Michael's autopsy table.Michael's wish finally came true.However, he lost his mind when he learned that I was the one who had died.…The burnt corpse on the autopsy table was in a distorted posture."Sorry, Dr. Summers," Charles Johnson, the captain of the police force, said apologetically, "I understand that you can finally get off work early and have dinner with Ruth today, but…""I don't want to hear that monster's name ever again." Michael glared at Charles with a hint of disdain in his cold gaze.I hovered in the air above them. There was a bitter smile on my lips. After Elena's tragic d
"The victim has deep periodontal pockets. They might have had tooth problems," Michael observed.Turning to look at Charles, Michael recovered his calm and said, "If there are no missing person reports, we can go through the treatment records at various dental clinics. We may be able to identify the victim that way."I smiled bitterly.Charles nodded in silence. After turning around, he kicked the door so hard that half of it was broken off. He barked, "Get here, all of you! No one gets to go home until we've found the culprit!"Out of habit and respect for the dead, Michael gently placed the head above the torso. Then, he bowed his head, saying, "Don't worry. I promise I'll bring justice to you."I felt a dull pain in my heart.Would Michael still behave like that if he had known that the corpse was mine?Just then, his phone rang. It was a WhatsApp voice call.Michael glanced at the profile picture and the contact name "Dave (Seafood Seller)" on the screen. He frowned a littl
I honestly had no idea why the door was locked after Elena had shoved me into the bathroom, nor did I understand why the door wouldn't open, no matter what I did.It had happened all too suddenly, and I had dropped my phone outside.Even now, I could still hear Elena's terrified screams in my ears.I had cried and shouted so much that my throat bled, and in the end, I had fainted from exhaustion.When I had woken up, the interrogating police officers had told me that the door was locked from the inside. Michael had almost strangled me to death right then and there.And now, I was indeed burned, albeit not to ashes. Still, if they figured out my identity, Michael would probably feel a little happier.Anyway, right now, solving the case was more important to him.Charles calmed down a little. "Sorry, I've spoken out of turn. You've been quite busy these days, so hurry home and get some rest."Ignoring him, Michael turned and went downstairs.Just then, his phone rang again. Mich
It was a video call, and the caller's profile picture was the exact same photo of the girl just now!The man was stunned for a moment. His hands were shaking, and he kept missing the answer button. In the end, Charles had to help him answer the call."Hello, Dan?" The girl sounded a little anxious over the phone. "Sorry for making you worry. My classmate and I had our phones stolen at the mall, but good thing the police helped us get them back. I'll be heading home soon!"Overwhelmed with intense joy following his deep sorrow, the man called Dan fainted right away.The police officer tossed the papers away as he hastily tried to rouse Dan.The girl was startled. "Dan! What happened, Dan? Where are you?""Pardon me, but here's the story." Picking up the phone, Charles gave the girl a brief explanation."Oh, I see. I'm so sorry for the trouble, officer." The girl sounded a little embarrassed. Dan soon regained consciousness, and he happily dropped everything and ran back home."W
"Let go of me!" Michael shouted, "She's just playing stupid tricks to get my attention. You're the police captain, so why would you fall for that? What's wrong with you? Even if something did happen to her, she deserved it!"Michael kept struggling to break free. However, Charles was a burly man with shocking strength, so Michael couldn't escape at all."Please, just pretend you're going through the necessary procedures for an investigation. It's a call from her phone, after all. You've been with the police for years, so you should be aware that you are legally obliged to cooperate," Charles said, trying to reason with him.I hovered behind them, my heart aching even more now.I wanted to say, "I'm not the caller, Michael. When I was imprisoned, she had taken my phone and smashed it right away. The person calling you and getting on your nerves really isn't me. After all, I'm already dead…"When the two entered the office, the sobbing over the phone had turned even louder. The voic
Charles hastily showed Michael the phone and the MP3 player.However, Michael heartlessly slapped them onto the ground. "Can't you understand what I just said? I told you, no matter what she does, it has nothing to do with me! I'm going to the movies with my sister now. If you keep pestering me, I'll—""Michael Summers!" Getting out of the car, Charles shouted Michael's full name in anger. "I know that you've been suffering because of Elena's death," he started. His eyes were red in fury, and he clenched his fists tightly. "But Ruth may be in danger right now."He continued, "As the police, we are obliged to ensure her safety. This has nothing to do with anything else! But look at you now! You're nothing like the calm forensic pathologist you're supposed to be!"However, Michael simply sneered. "Get someone calm enough to help you with the case, then. I quit."Taking out his forensic credentials from his pocket, Michael flung them at Charles' feet."You!" Charles' eyes were fil
"Ta-da! Do you know what this is, Michael?" Shirley jogged into the kitchen and came back out with a small pot in her hands.Of course, Michael could figure out what it was, but he played along and asked smilingly, "What is it? It smells nice.""It's bone broth! I made it especially for you!" Removing the lid, Shirley said with a concerned expression, "You've been working overtime these days, so it must be tough on your health. You should have some bone broth for extra nourishment.""I'm sorry, Shirley. I should've spent more time with you." Michael accepted the bowl of broth Shirley handed to him, looking quite touched.Shirley propped her chin up on her hand. "It's okay, Michael. Come on, try it."Michael nodded.Just then, the doorbell rang.Shirley frowned a little.Setting down the bowl, Michael said, "You must be tired from all the shopping. Rest here. I'll get the door.""Sorry to intrude, Dr. Summers." The person at the door was wearing an undershirt and baggy pants. H
The delivery guy handed a box the size of a notebook to Michael. "Here's a package for you. Please sign your name here.""Did you buy something for me, Shirley?" After accepting the package, Michael walked into the house with the package in hand.A look of suspicion flashed across Shirley's eyes. But in a split second, she smiled sweetly and said, "No. I was actually thinking of getting you something with my scholarship money, but I'm still deciding.""You should save that money for your future wedding. Don't waste it on me," Michael replied.It was only then that Michael checked the sender's name.The package was from me.Michael's expression instantly turned cold. He opened the door and tossed the package out right away.I hovered nearby, watching. My heart ached as if it had thousands of needles running through it. I felt as if dying wasn't such a bad thing after all.Michael returned to the table.Shirley looked curious. "Why did you throw it away, Michael?""It's just ru