My brother, Edward Blair, was baking a cake with Emma Thompson when I was locked in the tank by the killer. While my trachea was slowly cut open, and I could only let out agonized gasps, Edward coldly said on the other end of the phone, “Madison, you didn’t come back for Dad’s death anniversary. You’re so heartless. “Emma begged you to go see Dad, and you actually injured her. You have to apologize to Emma before you go to hell, even if you die.” Later, Edward personally dissected my body and analyzed the tragedy. But he didn’t know that the body he saw close at hand belonged to his own sister. ***** My body was fished out of the river. The salvage man was grim-faced as he stated the facts of the case to the police, “I thought I’d fish out the garbage while it wasn’t dark, but I didn’t realize that something had hit the fishing net.” As a leading forensic scientist, my brother Edward Blair was rushed to the scene of the crime by a phone call from his team leader, Frank Smith. He was still wearing a flour-stained apron. Frank frowned and said in a somewhat low voice, “Are you spending Madison’s birthday with her?” Edward froze and shook his head. “Emma wanted to eat the cake I baked. I don’t know where Madison’s been fooling around. She hasn’t been home in days, and I don’t care.” He seemed to have forgotten that it was my birthday. How ironic! Tears blurred my eyes. In a trance, I saw a young Edward smiling as he set the cupcake in front of me and said, “Madison, I’ll be there for you on every birthday from now on.” Now, I watched Edward take off his ridiculous apron, put on his gloves with a serious face, and get to work. My body was wrapped in a black bag, emitting a foul odor. Edward opened the bag, looking at the body, and froze. The body had almost no epidermis, exposing bare flesh that was soaked white. The only thing left of the corpse’s features was a nose, causing one’s heart to palpitate just by looking at it. But Edward didn’t even frown and ordered his assistant, Liam Ward, “Extract the DNA. This situation can only be compared with the database.” Liam said in surprise, “Edward, I think I’ve seen Madison wearing these shoes of the deceased.” I’d been stepped on by Liam earlier when I’d brought Edward his food. He was a bit embarrassed at the time and complimented me on my nice shoes, but I didn’t think he would recognize them. I had bought a pair of these shoes for Edward as well. Only, unfortunately, he hadn’t unpacked them since the beginning. Edward reprimanded in a muffled voice, saying, “Don’t mention irrelevant people. Mentioning her is insulting the dead.” I sighed gently, unable to keep my lips from trembling. In Edward’s mind, any dead person he handled was far more important than me. And I was a stain on his life. He finished the first autopsy quickly and sighed, “Let’s go back and check the stomach contents and liver temperature.” Watching the body being put into a bag, Frank patted Edward on the shoulder. “Edward, the victim was abused, right? That’s not an easy case.” It was nightfall when the body was found, and many walkers stood by to watch. The news of the body being recovered from the park spread quickly. Kevin Durant, the police chief, gave orders to solve the case as soon as possible to avoid social unrest. Frank patted Edward on the shoulder. “How many days will you probably need?” Edward rubbed his brow in some annoyance. “The body was dumped in the river in the park, and it was extremely damaged. Don’t get your hopes up.” I wanted to reach out and smooth Edward’s furrowed brow. But I couldn’t touch him. I’d always thought that my rigid relationship with Edward was a hindrance to our getting along. But at this moment, I realized that life and death were the great divide between Edward and me. I never had the chance to hear Edward call me sister again.
Frank sat in the conference room with a worried look on his face. He was holding an unlit cigarette. “This kind of case where we don’t know the origin of the body is the toughest.” A police officer speculated and said, “The corpse is so tragic. Could it be a crime of passion?” Edward shook his head. “The time of death is around three days. The victim was abused and then drowned. The killer’s motive does need to be sorted out.” Frank suddenly thought of something and looked at Edward. “Edward, Madison is a famous psychologist, and Rivarity City authorities invited her to give a lecture on criminal psychology some time ago. Ask her to analyze this case…” Before he could finish, Edward interrupted with a sharp voice, “Madison? She’s just a fake expert with a false reputation. Who dares to use someone as ruthless as her?” Liam, who was at the side, pressed his lips and whispered, “Madison is not that kind of person.” Edward snorted coldly and slammed the pen in his hand on the table. He said, “I know best what kind of person she is. I won’t work with her on this case. I’m going to the autopsy first.” Frank shook his head and ordered helplessly, “What are you guys waiting for? Go and extract traces from the scene, visit the witnesses in groups, and take statements.” After that, he looked at Edward’s back and muttered, “With this attitude towards his sister, he’ll regret it one day sooner or later.” I sniffled, tears surfacing in my eyes. How could Edward regret it? He hated me more than he could say. I had tried countless times to explain the misunderstanding between us, but Edward would always interrupt me coldly, “You killed Dad and put Mom in a vegetative state. What reason do you have to tell me that you’re right?” Every time I looked at Edward’s disgusted and distrustful eyes, I could only swallow the truth of the matter. I had wanted to wait for Edward’s birthday this year to have a good chat with him. But I didn’t get the chance after all. In the autopsy room, Edward held the scalpel tightly and bowed his head for a moment of silence. He calmly used the scalpel to cut through the chest cavity of the corpse, and the pungent smell instantly rushed into his nostrils. But Edward remained calm but froze at the sight of the corpse’s left arm. Liam came over curiously and said, “Did the killer carve this?” Edward’s rubber-gloved hand fumbled with the gray tattoo on the puffy arm. “No. It looks like it’s been tattooed for a long time.” He sighed, a little compassionately, “The victim would be close to the family. The tattoo would have been all four of their family.” My eyes were so sore and swollen that tears flowed out as if I was trying to get all my aggression out. After my dad, David Blair, died, my mom, Nicole Blair, went into a coma. From that day on, I had no home. I tattooed a picture of us together on my arm, expecting Edward to be touched. But he just glanced at me coldly. “What did you tattoo? It’s disgusting. Get out of here.” Edward regarded me as an enemy, seeing only Emma as his sister. But the car accident at the time was because of Emma. She had clamored for David to stop for a cake and then went to grab David’s steering wheel. Immediately afterward, our car collided with an oncoming van. I woke up with multiple fractures and couldn’t move. But Edward was in the next ward with Emma, who had a mild concussion. He didn’t come to see me even until I was discharged from the hospital. But after I died, Edward cast more eyes on my corpse than he had looked at me all these years. If Edward knew that Emma, the only good sister in his heart, had something to do with my death, would he shed a single tear for me?
Edward’s cell phone rang. Liam looked at it and said gently, “Edward, it’s your sister.” But he said impatiently, “Don’t you know I’m busy? Tell Madison not to bother me.” Liam said, “Edward, it’s not Madison.” Edward froze for a moment as if puzzled that I hadn’t contacted him in so many days. But soon, a warm smile filled his eyes. He hastily removed his gloves and softly said, “Emma, what’s wrong? I’m not busy. Go ahead.” I laughed mockingly. Edward’s attitude towards me and Emma had always been worlds apart. I should have gotten used to it long ago. Emma’s pitiful voice rang out. “Edward, I accidentally broke Madison’s trophy in the living room when I was cleaning the house. I’m afraid she’ll be angry.” I widened my eyes, which were bloodshot from anger. That trophy was one I had gotten from a competition when I was a kid. Edward had set it out in the living room with pride on his face, then cleaned it to perfection. “Madison is just the best. I want everyone to know how good Madison is.” But now, Edward was only concerned with comforting Emma, who pretended to be frightened. “Emma, don’t be afraid. If Madison gets mad at you, I’ll keep her out of the house for the rest of her life.” What he didn’t realize was that I would never be able to come home again. Maybe when he learned of my death, Edward would even be glad to finally not have to see me again. Edward handed the autopsy records to Frank, who had returned with the team. He said, “Frank, I’m going home to eat and change before I come back. I haven’t been with my sister in a couple of days.” Frank chuckled, “Didn’t you say you didn’t care about your sister before? You should be nice to Madison from now on. It hasn’t been easy for her all these years.” Edward’s face instantly gloomed, a hint of dislike in his eyes. “I don’t have a sister like Madison. She doesn’t deserve my kindness after what she’s done to the family. Emma is well-behaved and understanding, but Madison is a heartless asshole.” Frank said somewhat meaningfully, “I’m an old friend of David and Nicole’s and kind of watched you and Madison grow up. You should hear Madison’s feelings.” Edward put on his jacket and said somewhat helplessly, “Frank, you don’t have to talk me into this. On my dad’s death anniversary, Madison never went to pay her respects to him. Sometimes, I wonder if her heart is black.” Edward had never doubted Emma’s lies. Back then, when we were in that car accident, Emma was less injured than me. Waking up first, she told Edward that I had been arguing with David and Nicole, causing them to be distracted before the tragedy. Edward then considered me to be a cold-blooded scourge. David and Nicole had sponsored Emma. Later, her house caught fire, and she was the only one who survived. David and Nicole adopted Emma because they felt sorry for her as an orphan. But then, I realized that she seemed to be trying to replace me. Emma must be very pleased with herself now. After all, at her instigation, Edward regarded me as his enemy. I could only cry and tell Nicole, who was in a coma, my grievances when I visited her. I was more of a helpless orphan than Emma. Edward returned home and didn’t pick up the pieces of the trophy on the floor. Instead, he rubbed Emma’s hair with concern. “You’re not hurt, are you? I’ll clean up the floor later.” I looked at the broken trophy on the floor, and it was as if my heart had broken a big hole in it as well. Edward, who had once seen me as proud, now only thought I was trash. Emma’s long eyelashes blocked out the laughter in her eyes. “Edward, is Madison still mad at me? She hasn’t been home in days.” Edward glanced at her gauze-wrapped left hand with some distress. “I’ll make Madison apologize to you. She’s just a sinful person with an evil heart.” It was true that I had caused the injury on Emma’s hand. But it was from my struggles when she was killing me. I wished so much for Edward to discover Emma’s true colors. Watching the way they cared for each other, I only felt my heart hurt like a blazing fire was burning it. Until I died, Edward remained a believer in Emma. However, it didn’t matter, and I would never come home and bother them anymore. Edward’s cell phone rang, and his warm and fuzzy time with Emma was forced to end. Frank’s voice rang out. “We found new evidence. Edward, come back and do another autopsy.” Edward rushed back to the station and let out a sigh as he looked at the bag of facial features that had been cut off on the autopsy table. He said, “What kind of hate makes a killer actually go this far?” Edward put on gloves and pieced together the facial features but paused when he picked up my right ear because there was a crescent-shaped scar on that earlobe. It was a wound from an accidental rollover when Edward was riding me on his bike when I was a kid. At that time, Edward looked at the blood on my ear and comforted me while crying, saying, “Madison, don’t be afraid. I will protect you in the future.” Edward blinked and seemed to remember something. I felt nervous. Did Edward recognize me? But the next second, he continued his work with a calm face. Edward and I missed each other once again. Frank’s voice was a little restless. “Edward, I think Madison has such a scar on her ear as well.” Liam chimed in, “Yes. Edward, every time you have a stomach problem, Madison brings you a nutritious meal she made. This time, you’ve been having a hard time for a few days, and I haven’t seen Madison come yet.” Edward’s diet was irregular, so he had terrible stomach aches every time. I went to a traditional physician specifically to get a prescription for medicinal diets. Afraid that Edward would not want to eat what I made, I had to ask Frank or Liam to pass it on. Everyone else could see my love for Edward, but only Edward thought I was a cold-blooded person. Edward sneered, mockery in his eyes, “Madison won’t die if anyone dies. In her mind, her life is more important than anyone else.” Frank rubbed his temples and said somewhat helplessly, “Well, I’ve got orders to get a criminal profiler to assist with this case. “Contact Madison in a few minutes and tell her to come to the station this afternoon. Don’t say you’re not working with her. That’s an order.” Edward gently pressed his lips together and reluctantly agreed. But when he dialed my number, all he heard was an electronic tone. He said, “She’s still having a tantrum at this hour. I knew I shouldn’t have trusted her.” With that, Edward sent me the message: [Madison, you don’t have to come home if you don’t answer the phone. People with evil hearts don’t deserve to work with me in the first place.] I rubbed my eyes and wiped my tears hard. Edward, I wanted so much to stand by your side openly and solve cases with you. However, I could no longer do that. At that moment, Edward’s cell phone rang. He answered the phone and sternly scolded, “Madison, come to the station right now. I’m too busy to play the disappearance game with you.” The person on the other end of the line froze for a moment and said awkwardly, “Mr. Blair, your mother’s medical bills for this month have not been paid. We can’t reach Ms. Blair.” Edward opened his mouth, a flash of confusion in his eyes. Then, he said, “Okay, I’ll pay the bill later.” I was the one who went to the hospital every month to pay the bills all the years Nicole was hospitalized for her coma and recuperation. Edward was busy at work, and I made time every week to talk to Nicole and give Nicole a massage. But Emma never visited Nicole once. On the contrary, she would sarcastically say when I went to visit Nicole, “Your mom is fortunate. Why don’t you just pull out her oxygen tube? How pointless to be a vegetable like that!” She had caused Nicole to be like this, and she had the nerve to say such things. I pushed Emma, but Edward bumped into it. He slammed the vase on the table hard on me and scolded, “Madison, are you crazy? How could you do this to Emma? You’re so mean.” Emma deserved a lot of the credit for my relationship with Edward being so bad. Edward hung up the phone and rubbed his temples in annoyance. He complained to Liam, “What’s wrong with Madison? She doesn’t even pay my mom’s hospital bill. What is she fooling around with every day?” Liam gulped and advised, “Edward, Madison isn’t the type of person who would purposely pretend to be missing to fool you. I’m a little worried about her safety.” Edward waved his hand and picked up his work case. “You don’t have to speak for her. Frank and I will go to the crime scene and take another look. Contact me if anything happens.” The men from the trace inspection section were rummaging carefully through the dirt at the crime scene. Suddenly, someone said, “Frank, there’s a new lead here.” Edward was about to go up and check it out, but his phone rang. Liam breathed rapidly and sounded panicked. “Edward, the DNA test results are in. Why don’t you come back to the station?” Edward said helplessly, “I have a new lead over here. Just send the test report to Frank.” Liam held his breath for a moment and slowed his voice. “Edward, the results from the database comparison show that the victim is your sister, Madison.” Edward’s cell phone instantly dropped to the floor.
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