Since 1990, one bag per year, arranged from top to bottom.

The file bag that can be put here should not be a classified document.

Su Jin leaned in and looked through the glass window at the note on the side of one of the file bags: 2005 Imperial City backlog.

With a blank look, she looked up, her eyes wandering between the file bags.

These are all ...... Twenty years of unsolved cases!?

The heart was suddenly suffocated, Su Jin's breathing almost stopped, and the lips under the mask faded slightly and became pale.

She raised her hand, her arm trembling slightly, and searched through the years one by one, and finally found the 2007 file bag in the middle and lower part of the cabinet.

Staring at the file bag, the woman's eyes instantly turned red, and her whole body trembled faintly.

She leaned down slightly, her hands on her knees, her gaze staring.

Suddenly, countless blurry images flashed in my mind, and I seemed to hear the laughter of children in my ears—

"Sister...... Sister ......"

The child's childish voice was like a dagger, stabbing into her chest, her heart seemed to be torn open, and bursts of pain hit her, spreading to all the limbs.

She clutched her chest, her body swayed back, and she stumbled a little.

Su Jin took advantage of the situation to hold on to the desk next to her, breathing rapidly, she closed her eyes, and there were more messy pictures in her mind.

She tried to see clearly, but the more she thought about it, the more she had a headache, a dull pain in her temples, and a swelling of her skull, as if it was about to explode.

She turned her head to look at the file bag......

For so many years, she wanted to find the murderer of her family back then, but the police did not find any clues.

Thirteen years have passed, and the case has not been solved, and Su Jin knows that after so long, the hope is getting slimmer and slimmer.

She had also looked for clues, but she had not found the slightest.

Su Jin forgot the events of the night of the crime, she knew what she must know, but her memory was like a prison, and she couldn't remember it.

She has lived a miserable life in the past thirteen years, and the only reason to live is to find the murderer!

She slowly straightened up, the cabinet needed a key to open, but even if she had a key, she didn't have the courage to get the bag.

Su Jinmai walked to the sofa with her legs, each step heavy and difficult.

When she reached the couch, she sat down and stared at the cabinet with red eyes......

When she was ten years old, she stayed in the hospital for more than half a year, and when she returned home after being discharged, she collapsed again in the face of the familiar environment, and couldn't sleep all night, and finally fell asleep and woke up scared.

It was like hell for that month.

Later, with the help of well-wishers, the Su family's house was sold.

And Su Jin was admitted to a sanatorium......

Since then, she has put away all the photos of her family, and now she has a blur of their faces, and she can barely remember what they looked like.

Only the younger brother's voice often echoes in his ears, like a nightmare, lingering......

She wanted to find the murderer, and every time she tried to think about it, she ended up in nothing, her head hurt so much, and she fainted a few times.

Gradually, Su Jin was a little reluctant to face it, she was extremely tormented in her heart, and sometimes she even wanted to give up, feeling that there was nothing worth remembering in this world.

If you die, at least you can be with your family......

......At this time, the office door was gently pushed open, and He Bin glanced inside first, and saw that she was not asleep, so he said, "What you want, right?" ”

He walked in and held up the instrument in his hand to confirm.

Su Jin lowered her eyes and raised her head after calming down, "Yes." ”

"Then I'll help you put it in the dissection room, and you rest first."