One of the officers spoke evasively as he pulled Alina's body out of the cold-storage cabinet.
"What accident?" Arabella asked coldly.
The officer seemed reluctant to answer, but under the pressure of Arabella's stare, he finally shrugged. "The forensic pathologist performing her autopsy was shot dead by the officer beside him. Then that officer killed himself... You know how it is. Police work puts a lot of strain on the mind..."
Tang Changsheng listened with a faint smile. He said nothing, only lowered his gaze to the body.
The frozen corpse had the color of frozen pork, gray-white tinged with blue. Her abdomen appeared to have been cut halfway open, then hastily stitched shut.
Even while Alina was alive, she had suffered injuries all over her body. Bones in many places had deformed, and even her fingernails had grown wildly long.
After her fall from the Glass Palace, she had been reduced almost to a lump of pulp, nearly every bone in her body shattered. Her corpse had lost all semblance of its former shape!
When she was alive, Tang Changsheng had spoken with Alina for a few minutes. She might not have been a peerless beauty, but she had been strikingly lovely, hardly less so than Arabella.
She was said to have been a high-ranking member of the Rose Society, from an illustrious family. Yet now that this beautiful, wealthy heiress was dead, this was all she had become.
Even Tang Changsheng felt a pang of regret. He seemed to sense an intense injustice and fury—and for an instant, he seemed to see Alina come alive and scream, "I won't accept this..."
Tang Changsheng showed no sign of fear. He merely snorted. "You were like this when you were alive, and now you think you can scare people after