LOGINA serial killer targeted me. My sister-in-law was assaulted and murdered while trying to save me. Not only did I refuse to call the police, I pushed my father-in-law and mother-in-law down a flight of stairs when they came to help. I even helped the killer destroy the evidence. When my husband learned that his entire family got killed, he broke down in tears. He grabbed me by the collar and demanded, "Why? Why would you do this?" I deliberately waved photographs of his family's gruesome deaths in front of him and burst into laughter. "Why?" I sneered. "Because they deserved it." My parents begged me to cooperate so I wouldn't be sentenced to death. Instead, I publicly severed all ties with them. Meanwhile, the murderer who escaped justice struck again, claiming another victim. As public outrage reached its peak, I was selected for the Memory Extraction Program. Before the sentence was carried out, my husband asked me one final time, "The Memory Extraction System is still a prototype. You could die during the procedure. "Tell us the truth now, and there's still a chance to make things right." I slowly raised my head to look at him. "You're not getting a single word out of me." The crowd instantly erupted. People shouted that a worthless life like mine deserved to die. But when my memories were finally extracted, they were the ones crying and begging someone to save me.
View MoreEveryone wanted to know whether there was another breakthrough in the case.Daniel faced the cameras and spoke slowly and clearly."There is something important I need to tell everyone. The killer wasn't the doctor. It was my parents."The entire square erupted.Reporters surged forward in a frenzy, only to be held back by the police.Daniel continued."My wife, Faith Dean, was seeking justice for my sister from beginning to end. She gave her life to expose a vast organ trafficking network. This is the proof."He held up the listening device."It contains the complete recordings. It proves everything."He handed the device over to the police.Then the recordings were played publicly.As the conversations echoed across the square through the loudspeakers, shock swept through the crowd.Those who cursed me and beat my parents, all lowered their heads in shame.Even the families of the victims who tortured me in their desperation fell to their knees in the square, unable to rise.My paren
"Three days at the earliest. The authorities are cracking down hard right now. We can't afford to take risks.""What did the hospital say?""They're pushing for delivery and offering a high price, but we need to be careful."Daniel's hands froze over the keyboard because he recognized those voices.They belonged to his parents.He suppressed his shock and forced himself to keep listening.The further the recordings progressed, the more conversations like these emerged.Bit by bit, the outline of a vast organ trafficking operation came into focus.And at the center of it all were his parents.A chill spread through Daniel's entire body.It felt as though he fell into an icy abyss.Part of him wanted to shut off the recording immediately, to pretend he never heard any of it.Then Anne's voice suddenly rang out from the speakers, filled with outrage."How could you do something like this? It's illegal! It's murder!"Her voice trembled."I'm going to the police! I'm going to tell them ever
"The handwriting... it's a match. We can confirm it belongs to the doctor."A wave of shock swept across the square.The police opened the journal in full view of the cameras.The first page was dated a year earlier—the same day Anne attended an academic conference."I saw her at the conference today. Anne Shaw. The moment she smiled, I couldn't look away."I found out where she lives. I followed her all day today. She went to the library, then a café, and finally home. I've recorded every detail of her routine."I tried to get closer to her, but she rejected me. It hurt more than I expected."Page after page revealed the doctor's descent into obsession.The journal meticulously documented how he stalked Anne, monitored her daily life, and invaded her privacy.What began as admiration gradually twisted into an unhealthy fixation.And when Anne rejected him, that fixation curdled into resentment and hatred.The livestream exploded.Comments flooded in at such a speed they were impossibl
"Mr. Shaw, I need to tell you something. It looks like there may have been a problem with the memory extraction."Daniel frowned."What do you mean? The doctor has a perfect alibi for the night of the murders."He was performing a highly complex brain surgery at the time. There are at least a dozen doctors and nurses who can verify it."The crowd in the square had still been gossiping about the supposed affair between the doctor and me, with many already preparing to leave.But those words were broadcast across the square through the loudspeaker Daniel had forgotten to turn off.A stunned silence followed.People began exchanging bewildered looks.The doctor had an alibi.The revelation hit Daniel like a sledgehammer.If that was true, then the memory in which I identified him as the killer might have been deliberately planted.Perhaps I knew I would eventually be subjected to memory extraction and had somehow manipulated the evidence in advance.But why?Why would I use my own death t






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