If There Were An Afterlife, Would You Love Me?

As soon as Maxwell returned to the police station, Bob White, the police captain, patted him on the shoulder.

"Maxwell, don't work overtime tonight. Spend more time with Lena at home. You two are a couple..."

When my name was mentioned, Maxwell was disgusted.

"Mr. White, don't mention her. I'm done with her. I've already sent her the divorce agreement."

Bob sighed, "Hey, man. Don't be so stubborn! How about talking with her more? Why do you have to get a divorce? Is it because of Mia..."

Maxwell frowned and interrupted right now, "It's none of her business. It is Lena who goes too much. I have given her a chance, but she... Well, as a normal man, I can't tolerate it."

Bob still insisted, "I don't think Lena will cheat on you. Is there any misunderstanding?"

At this time, a police officer delivered an express delivery.

To be precise, it was just a box with the sender and recipient handwritten on it.

The sender's name was exactly mine.

Maxwell was about to throw the box away with a look of utter disgust.

Yet, Bob had already opened the express package. Then, he could smell the blood. Seeing what was inside, he was shocked.

Inside the box was a bloody finger and a photo.

Maxwell picked the finger up with an evidence bag.

"The fingers are fake, and the blood is red paint."

As for the photo, it was taken by a film camera.

The picture showed a dark room covered with shining fluorescent lights.

It looked like a...

"Starry sky?" Bob took a look and felt confused. "What does it mean?"