Chapter Eleven

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"What do you mean by synthetic?" Pete asked, slamming the result on the researcher's table.

"Synthetic. Artificial. Fake." Tyler argued, crossing his arms on his chest.

"So you mean this is not her body?" The detective asked.

"Absolutely," the researcher said. "Watch." He took a cutter from his table and made an opening from her abdomen down to her belly. "See? There's nothing inside. How long was the body burried underneath the ground?"

"About two weeks,"

"It should start decomposing a week later."

"But it didn't," Pete continued, facepalming himself. "This is news. I gotta go and make a report about this. Thanks, Tyler."

"You're very welcome."

He rushed back to his department, his mind reeling into a thousand thoughts.

The culprit was playing with them.

Inspector Y/N is still alive.

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