Angel Cuts Black Cake

>Three months ago, my parents had their throats slit after preparing a birthday cake for me. >Three months later, a third body was found on the beach, and the director threatened to solve the case within a week. ＞As a detective, I identified seven suspects, but fell into a deeper fog. >Five different confessions and testimonies from seven people. ＞I am in a dilemma because I cannot identify the criminal with confessions and evidence. >In the police station compound, an inconspicuous motorcycle opened the dilemma. >The truth is so simple, a note and phone number on a cake invoice. >I dialed the phone tremblingly, and a familiar voice came from the receiver. >The murderer was smiling sweetly at me at this moment: "Mr. Detective, my birthday is coming soon this year."