On the eve of the typhoon's landfall, mutilated bodies were found in a garbage dump in a village in the city.
The new forensic doctor Lin Yan appeared wearing three layers of gloves, and his old suit with frayed cuffs was incompatible with the scene.
"The edge of the wound was jagged, and the murderer hesitated at least seven times before completing the dismemberment." She picked up half of the phalanx with the tip of her tweezers, "But the really interesting thing is this -"
The blood-stained diary was spread out in the evidence bag, with a line of words scrawled repeatedly in immature handwriting:
"They forced me to eat things I shouldn't..."
When it rained heavily, Lin Yan locked the apartment door.
The same diary lay quietly in the safe, with another name signed on the title page.
The police siren blared downstairs, and she chuckled at the photos of the case on the wall: "We meet again."
