If There Were An Afterlife, Would You Love Me?

I wondered if Maxwell would feel happy after knowing that I was dead.

The policeman brought a letter with a few words written in blood: [Guess who I am? The hint is the starry sky.]

Everyone gathered around the blood letter and made guesses.

"Starry sky? Does it refer to the photo of the starry sky yesterday? What does it mean?"

With a disgusted expression on his face, Maxwell took out his cell phone and sent me messages.

[Lena, enough! Do you think I will change my mind as you play such a trick? Let me tell you. I will never be with someone as dirty and vicious as you!]

[If you're not dead, please sign the divorce agreement immediately. I regret that I marry you.]

Bob looked serious, "Maxwell, how about we investigate first? Lena doesn't seem like someone who would joke like this."

Maxwell disagreed, "That woman is crazy, so there's no need to pay attention to her."

After saying that, he was engrossed in his work again.

Bob thought something was wrong, so he took a few people to the garbage station. They searched for several hours and finally found the photo.

A group of people gathered around the photo and analyzed it for a long time.

"These stars are so strange. Looking at the background of the photo, it is in a room. How can there be stars in a room?"

"The color of the stars is also strange. It seems like..."

Bob's expression changed suddenly, and fear caused his hair to rise.

"It is... luminol."

He realized something instantly and rushed to the autopsy room.

"Oh no, Maxwell, something bad happened to Lena!"

Maxwell held the scalpel with his hands and didn't raise his head.

"Even if she died, it has nothing to do with me."

Bob's voice trembled as he said anxiously, "The photo! It's not stars but blood! The photo shows a murder scene!"