Chapter 11: The First Crime Scene

Daisy Leigh stood in place, her bloodless lips quivering, and a ponytailed girl's figure emerged in her mind.

Her daughter... had gone missing in A City at the time.

After searching for so many years with no result, they left their hometown and moved away from that heart-breaking place.

Daisy's eyes turned red, and she lowered her head to whisper, "It's been so long, it's worth going back to have a look."

Ihde Lynn's face was filled with vicissitudes. He gripped her hand gently and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Let's go, then. After sorting out Rose's matter, I'll accompany you back to A City."

In the corridor, the couple, who had lost their daughter, held each other's hands tightly, feeling each other's warmth.

No sweet nothings were exchanged, just the simplest form of comfort for each other.

Stella Hilda and Milo Wallace exchanged a glance, giving the married couple space to grieve.

They left silently and stood guard in a corner further leftward.

...

Caroline Edwin arrived at the corner.

The dissection room's door opened, and a man in a white gown walked out after taking off his sterile clothes.

He held a dissecting knife in his left hand and slowly wiped it with a tissue in his right hand.

The sharp blade emanated a chilling glint, making people tremble in fear.

Both of them were focused on their own business, not giving each other an unnecessary glance.

As their distance closed, they passed by each other.

The air was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance. Caroline sniffed and suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She took off her headphones.

Turning around, she grabbed his white gown, "You..."

Before she could finish, Blake Fuller pulled away his sleeve, and the dissecting knife tore up the tissue paper in his hand.

He turned around, and the coldness in his eyes subsided when he saw the girl's full appearance.

A pair of phoenix eyes shimmered, and a soft laugh emerged as his adam's apple bobbed, "Little friend, what can I do for you?"

His laughter was low and mellow, like feathers tickling the tip of one's heart.

"Yes."

Caroline's tongue pressed against the gums of her lower jaw, a hint of mischief in her voice, "You smell like cabbage."

Cabbage, a valuable Chinese medicine, has a short-lived effect of preventing corpse decay.

The scent was so faint it was almost odorless, only releasing its aroma when it encountered something that countered it.

Blake Fuller's gaze fell on the White Jade Bodhi on her pale wrist, his eyes filled with laughter, "Little friend, we really are fated."

The natural enemy of cabbage scent - White Jade Bodhi.

Caroline glanced at him, only to realize that she couldn't discern his fate.

She concealed her surprise, "Fated is an overstatement. Just a blind cat running into a dead mouse."

She lowered her head to send a message to Rex Leanne, put her headphones back on, and left the corridor.

Blake Fuller watched her retreating figure, tossing the tissue in his hand into a nearby trash can, "The little friend has quite attractive legs."

The slim and slender legs had not an ounce of extra flesh. Wearing a white robe, her skin appeared even more eye-catching.

But her overall temperament was wild and unruly, and her eyes were undisguisedly rebellious.

However, the little friend had quite a fiery temper and wasn't easy to provoke.

At the corner, the door to the office was pushed open.

A man in a police uniform walked out and noticed him staring at a woman's back, his drowsiness instantly gone.

He raised his hand to scratch his hair back, revealing a chiseled, wild face, "Damn, Blake! Is this what you call love in springtime? I didn't see it coming - you'd have such a day. Tell me, who's that woman?"

Having grown up together, this was the first time he had seen his friend show an interest in a woman.

Wilder Pauly leaned against the wall casually, "Judging by her back, she looks quite pretty."

Blake Fuller toyed with the dissecting knife in his hand and replied, "I know where the primary crime scene is."

Upon hearing this, Wilder Pauly's teasing expression vanished instantly. He stopped asking about the woman's identity and straightened up, his face serious.