"He's dead." The police officer said calmly.
"? What does it have to do with me if someone is dead?"
I was confused and shook the handcuffs.
"Your father died three months ago, how could you not know?"
He rolled his eyes and looked at me with contempt.
I felt angry, "Are you sick? When you came up, you said my dad was dead! You left him here and handcuffed me. He even cooked for me yesterday!"
Suddenly, I frowned...
