When the body sat up for the third time in the morgue, the security guard in the monitoring room finally noticed something was wrong.
"Don't scream," it pulled open the shroud, revealing my fiancé's pale face, "help me remove the sutures, there is something inside."
He handed over the blood-stained diamond ring: "They used my body to smuggle it."
The next day the police came to investigate, but my testimony was interrupted by the captain raising his hand.
"Ms. Li, your fiancé's body was found in the river yesterday."
He stared at the diamond ring on my ring finger: "Can you explain why the evidence is on your hand?"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
