When the last piece of the puzzle fell into place, she realized that all the premises of her reasoning were wrong. The real murderer was always by her side, watching her every move with a smile.
"You think I'm playing a game with you," the gentle voice sounded on the other end of the phone, "In fact, every step you take is the road I have paved for you."
The true silent testimony never exists at the scene, but exists in the memories of the living people who have deliberately forgotten it.
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