Chapter 465

Chapter 465

While Sienna conducted the preliminary autopsy, Kelvin also led the officers in a general examination of the crime scene.

Leroy finished taking photos and samples, collecting the most obvious fingerprints, "Mr. Brown, Sienna, we haven't found any second person's fingerprints at the scene so far."

As he spoke, Leroy carefully placed the fingerprint card into an evidence bag and took out a bottle of silver nitrate solution, "We'll use silver nitrate to test the remaining fingerprints. The fingerprints on paper documents will be taken back to the station for testing."

Sienna had just finished the preliminary autopsy. She stood up from beside the body, clearing the area.

After Leroy and the trace evidence officers finished drawing the victim's outline, they quickly began spraying the silver nitrate solution. Sienna glanced at the autopsy record in her assistant's hand and stated her conclusion in a flat tone.

"My personal judgment is that the deceased died by suicide."

Sienna crossed her arms, looking at the body with no emotion on her face.

But only those who knew her well could see that in Sienna's eyes, there was a trace of deeply hidden, barely noticeable regret.

Just then, Travis handed something over.

Sienna looked down and discovered that what Kelvin was holding was a folded piece of printed paper.

"What's this?"

Sienna had just touched the body, and her gloves were still stained with dried blood, so she didn't rashly reach out to take this important piece of evidence from the scene.

But Kelvin obviously had no such concerns and took the paper directly.

Travis explained, "We found it during the scene investigation. It's a suicide note left by the deceased."

Sienna's expression became serious. Compared to the content of the note, she was more concerned about another point.

"Have you done a handwriting comparison? Are you sure it's the deceased's own handwriting?"

Travis nodded heavily.

Although Sienna appeared indifferent on the surface, she actually had a tough exterior but a soft heart.

A young person in their twenties committing suicide in a hotel—compared to such a sad ending, Sienna would rather accept that someone had forged her handwriting and staged a fake suicide scene.

But the evidence at the scene obviously wouldn't lie. Kelvin silently finished reading the suicide note.

Seeing his expression, Sienna couldn't help but sigh.

Kelvin said in a low voice, "Young people nowadays have very fragile mental resilience."

Kelvin's words weren't wrong, but looking at the suicide note in her hand, Sienna couldn't connect the person who wrote it with the cold body lying at the scene.

The handwriting on the note was very delicate. Almost at first glance, one could imagine a gentle girl in a white dress with a sweet smile.

Sienna pressed her lips together.

"The suicide note doesn't explain the reason for the suicide."

Kelvin frowned, "That's what's strange about it."

Travis said, "I think the determination to die is already quite obvious in the letter."

Sienna kept her head down without speaking. Kelvin didn't know what had come over him, but he almost instinctively said, "I'll investigate the deceased's personal relationships."

The scene investigation was complete. The police loaded the body into the vehicle, and Sienna also returned to the station with them.

The investigation into personal relationships quickly produced results. Kelvin placed a file on Sienna's desk, then went out again.

The file was organized very clearly and concisely. Sienna practically skimmed through the information related to the deceased, then fell into silence.

Travis also noticed something was off with her mood. Sterling nearby couldn't help but lean in closer, "What's wrong? Did you find some information?"

Sienna shook her head, her tone somewhat dejected, "Nothing at all."

Nothing at all meant that others had no reason to commit murder and stage the scene.

Sienna let out a breath, "The deceased, Savannah Faith, twenty-five years old, just started working not long ago. Both her family relationships and usual personal relationships were very simple."

Sienna closed the file, "She had no enemies, her family were ordinary working-class people with no opportunity to make enemies with anyone. If nothing unexpected turns up..."

Sienna lowered her eyelids, her voice somewhat hoarse, "Most likely, it was suicide."

Reaching this conclusion, none of those present felt good about it.

Her assistant patted Sienna's shoulder and let out a low sigh.

The case was closed as a suicide, and the police department's work returned to normal routine.

But before a few peaceful days had passed, an officer in charge of reception knocked on Sienna's office door.

"Dr. Taylor, you should come down and take a look."

"What's wrong?" Sienna asked.

The officer looked troubled, "Someone came to report a case, saying her friend couldn't possibly have committed suicide."

The previous case had only been closed less than three days ago, and Sienna's mind was at its most sensitive.

Almost as soon as "suicide" was mentioned, her eyes widened, "Savannah's case?"

The officer nodded, "The person who came says she's Savannah's friend and can prove Savannah didn't commit suicide."

Sienna stood up abruptly, "Let's go!"

The person reporting the case was currently sitting on a bench in the lobby waiting area, her eyes swollen and red from crying. She was clutching her phone tightly, as if holding onto some lifesaving hope.

With just one glance, Sienna knew that phone must contain very important content.

And the result was indeed as Sienna expected.

"I've known Savannah for over ten years. She's just not that kind of person!"

The girl was very emotional and hurriedly opened a voice message on her phone, "This is what Savannah sent me a few days ago, saying she didn't want to live anymore. Savannah would never say something like this!"

Sienna patted the girl's shoulder, "Calm down first. Why are you so sure Savannah wouldn't say something like this?"

The girl took a breath and opened the voice message.

The voice message wasn't very long. It was just Savannah telling her best friend in a dejected tone that she was in pain and saying she didn't want to live in this world where no one liked her.

After listening to the voice message, Charlotte Rose spoke, "I've known Savannah for over ten years. Her personality is very reserved. If she really didn't want to live, she wouldn't make this kind of confession about her inner feelings."

She paused to think, "Most likely, she would chat with me about it beforehand, then silently commit suicide."

Charlotte's eyes reddened again, "So, so when I got the message, I thought it was some kind of prank. I didn't think she could just, just die like that..."

Before she could finish, Charlotte's tears began falling in big drops again.

Sienna's face showed no expression, but her actions were fairly gentle.

She pulled out a tissue from the side and handed it to Charlotte.

Without Charlotte explaining, Sienna could already guess how things developed afterward.