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Until Death Do Us Part
墨書 Inktalez
In the wedding vows, it says "until death do us part," but ironically, he only realized that our rings were identical after my death.
As he stood before the Autopsy Table, carefully examining my severed limbs, I truly wanted to ask him if this disemboweled shell resembled his former lover.
"What a pity, if she hadn't had her finger cut off, we could have identified her through fingerprint analysis," the assistant's regretful voice came from beside me, and he actually nodded in agreement.
At that moment, I truly understood what it meant when they say, "Couples are like birds of a feather; when disaster strikes, they fly apart."
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He didn't even recognize my wedding ring. That platinum band engraved with our initials now lay quietly in an evidence bag alongside those cold instruments.
"Dr. Chen Shuhua, who do you think the murderer might be?" the assistant asked tentatively while organizing the dissection tools.
He habitually pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes behind the lenses showing no emotion: "From the method of the crime, it's clean and efficient; clearly, this is the work of a habitual offender. And look at these incisions..."
He put on rubber gloves and pointed to the knife wound on my chest, saying, "Precise, professional; one might even say... elegant. I suspect the murderer may have received professional medical training or perhaps..."
He paused, his tone becoming significant: "Maybe he is one of us—a colleague."
The assistant gasped, nearly dropping the scalpel he was holding.
"Of course, this is just my speculation," he said as he removed his gloves and tossed them into a nearby trash bin. "We will have to wait for the police investigation to draw any conclusions."
He turned and left the morgue, with the assistant following closely behind. The empty room was left with only me lying alone on the cold Autopsy Table.
Damn it! I cursed inwardly. He so easily defined me as a "case," a "sample," without a thought that I had once been his confidante, the one he vowed to cherish for a lifetime!
I would make him pay!
"Dr. Chen Shuhua, Officer Tu Shen's call." The assistant's voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Tell him I'll be in the office shortly." He replied without looking up, his gaze fixed on the documents in his hands.
"Tu Shen, what have you found?" He picked up the phone on his desk and asked calmly.
"Chen Shuhua, we've discovered some new clues at the crime scene," came Tu Shen Young's rough voice from the other end of the line. "We found traces of a very rare drug in the victim's body. Tests show that this drug is specifically used to suppress organ rejection."
"Organ rejection?" He suddenly looked up, a glint of insight flashing in his eyes. "Are you saying the killer might have been trying to steal organs?"
"That's what we suspect as well." Tu Shen's voice grew somber. "I've dispatched people to investigate recent organ transplant records in Hawk Town and surrounding cities, hoping to find some leads."
"Good. Notify me immediately if you get any news." He hung up and fell into deep thought.
Organ trafficking... that's a big catch.
"It seems you've already begun to suspect." I whispered lightly in his ear, my tone laced with barely perceptible sarcasm.
He abruptly looked up, scanning the empty office around him.
"I must be too tired lately; I'm hearing things," he muttered to himself, rubbing his temples in an attempt to dispel the strange voice.
Meanwhile, I stood behind him, coldly watching, my eyes filled with the flames of revenge.
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