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667words2026-01-26 09:04

When it was approaching August,there was a heavy rain that cooled the summer heat.
After the college entrance examination ended,everything in the small town seemed so peaceful.
The only bad thing was that I was dead.

I died in a very ugly way.
Because my body was cut into several pieces.
And I had forgotten everything.
"Why did you come here?"
"It seems that I received a text message."
"There are stab wounds on the abdomen of the torso,but the wounds are of different depths.The internal organs have been stirred up by the blade.She suffered a great deal when she died."

"Yes,it seems that's right."
I squatted down and looked at the dark mass of flesh on the ground.This was a part of my torso.
Now it was in the mud,horribly mutilated,and it was impossible to tell what it originally looked like.At the place where the body was buried,there was also a rusty strawberry hairpin.
The young forensic doctor stood opposite me.

We were so close that if I reached out my hand,I could pass through his body.
Yes,I was already dead.After my death,I looked at my body,but I couldn't remember who I was or how I died.
The body parts were washed out by a heavy rain and were snatched by several stray dogs and carried to the roadside,exuding a foul stench.
I hovered around my torso,unable to feel any warmth,only a kind of empty and intangible sadness.
I squatted beside them and watched with my face in my hands as the forensic doctors put my body,no,to be precise,that piece of the remains,into a transparent sealed bag.
Among the dense crowd,a person wearing a black raincoat disappeared from the crowded people.
I didn't see his face clearly,but there was a strange sense of familiarity lingering in my heart.
But he didn't look back,and I didn't see the other person's face clearly either.
These days,I had been following an old detective.The man had grizzled temples,and his movements of bending down were a bit laborious.
It was said that he had just solved a case before this and had fallen ill from overwork.He had just returned from the hospital.At the moment,when he was checking the surveillance video,he looked at each frame very carefully.
Since my information had not been recorded in the DNA database,it was a very difficult thing to find out my identity.
I sat beside him while he was stuffing instant noodles into his mouth.
His apprentice,a young intern police officer,was staring intently at the surveillance from another place until a scene appeared in the video.
It was a person wearing a black raincoat riding a bicycle past.But it hadn't rained that day,and the person quickly disappeared from the surveillance camera.
The young apprentice was a bit excited:"Master,it's this guy.If you want to avoid the surveillance on this section of the road,you can only go down to the riverbank.It didn't rain that day,and this person was wrapped up so tightly all over.There must be something wrong!"
At this moment,he noticed that his master's face was very ugly:"This guy was also at the scene on the day we found it."
It had been raining those days.People riding electric bicycles would wear electric raincoats,and black raincoats were also very common.There were at least dozens of people riding bicycles and wearing black raincoats among the onlookers.
It wasn't difficult to mix in among them,but how could they be sure that this guy was definitely among them?
The old detective pointed at the screen with a pen and said,"When the murderer returns to the scene,it is generally to check for loopholes in the crime.Secondly,it is to appreciate the scene he created and satisfy some of his own desires.He will definitely see the body,but he won't stay for long.This position is the best.Look,this person's movement line has a purpose.He knows that he can see the clearest from that position."
I listened quietly to their analysis.
Until the shrill ring of the phone sounded.
My second piece of the body was found.