The Entomologist's Perfect Crime Chapter 6

The accompanying instructor was scared out of his wits.

Police and doctors sprang into action.

But it was all futile.

My wife was already... shattered.

Soon the police sealed off the scene and launched an investigation.

Especially of me—they suspected I had killed my wife.

Because my wife not only owned a publicly traded company, she also had a massive accidental death insurance policy.

The day before the incident was the last day of the insurance waiting period.

Like a soulless puppet, I let the police take me away.

I cooperated fully throughout, because I also wanted to know whether my wife's death was an accident or deliberate.

The forensics and examination departments checked my wife's body and parachute equipment.

All three of our fingerprints were on the equipment.

But in two places, only my wife's fingerprints were found.

The parachute's ripcord mechanism and the reserve parachute mechanism.

They also reviewed surveillance footage from the skydiving facility and interviewed eyewitnesses.

Soon the police reached a conclusion—this really was just an accident.

Detective Zhou looked at me with an indescribable expression, his eyes filled with sympathy.

My expression was dejected:

"What do you want to say?"

Zhou coughed lightly, fist to his lips:

"Your wife was trying to kill you, but both sets of equipment were identical. By a twist of fate, she wore the equipment she had sabotaged herself."

I pulled at the corner of my mouth, finding it absurd.

Just as I was about to say something, a young officer rushed in and whispered something in Zhou's ear.

Instantly, Zhou's face became even more troubled.

His eyes kept darting toward me.

I hung my head, saying dejectedly:

"Go ahead and tell me. What news could be sadder than losing my wife? What news could be more terrifying than knowing my wife tried to kill me?"

Zhou sighed heavily:

"Brother, there... really is..."

I looked up at him, stunned.

He walked over and patted my shoulder:

"My condolences. A murder was discovered next door to your house. Two victims, one of them is your son."

In an instant, my hands and feet went numb, completely without feeling.

My brain lacked oxygen, my eyes turned red.

In just one day, my family had been torn apart.

According to the police investigation, both my son and the neighbor died by accident.

My son died from bee sting poisoning.

The neighbor was accidentally bitten while feeding his reptiles and fell in panic.

The cause of death was brain death from severe head trauma.

The police determined it was an accident because there were no signs of struggle at the scene and no trace of a third party.

Most importantly, there was an eyewitness to my son's death.

Later, I took over my wife's company, but I didn't know how to manage it, so I hired a professional management team.

My wife had bought identical accident insurance policies for our entire family.

So when my son died accidentally, the insurance company also paid out.

After the insurance company completed the process and verified everything, I received fifteen million dollars in compensation.

Although I received the compensation and the company,

I had lost my wife.

And lost my son.