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... , casting an orange hue as its rays slanted across the garden.
A gentle breeze rustled through the flowers and grass, accompanied by a deep, slightly hoarse voice:
"Twenty years later, I arrived at the home of the victim’s spouse, who was the husband of the dismembered wife. I discovered some clues that confirmed this house as the crime scene where the victim was dismembered."
A trembling voice interrupted, "Second Brother, aren’t you afraid?"
The goose quivered a ...
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