"Evan, listen carefully. From now on, there is only you with me," said Elvin while holding both of his little brother's faces.

Evan nodded in fear. His brother's hands were covered in blood, touching the skin of his face.

It feels sticky and smells fishy. But for some reason, he felt as if he did not have any energy.

Slowly Evan's eyelids began to close. And the last thing he saw was his beloved brother's smiling face.

After putting Evan in the bedroom, Elvin picked up the phone and called the emergency line.

He told that both his parents were killed and then the call was closed. His hands trembled and the phone in his hand fell to the floor.

Elvin held his hand so that his hand stopped shaking. He then took a deep breath.

The knife on the floor was taken and placed in a plastic bag. And he took a new knife and with one breath Elvin poked the knife into his father's chest, exactly where the stab wound was.

His hand was injured, as a result of stabbing his father's chest. Despite the pain, Elvin kept pressing the knife so that the stab wound on his father's chest became deeper.

After the knife had sunk more than halfway, he immediately pulled the knife from his father's body and placed the knife on the edge of his father's body which began to stiffen.

The knife that was placed in the plastic bag earlier, was brought back and he took the hoe.

He hoes the soil and then puts the plastic bag he had in the hole that had been dug and planted.

Excess soil was discarded and left insignificant. The ground had been trampled to make it flat.

The hoe was put to the side and he went into the house to get his brother.

He looked at his brother's injured hand with resentment. He took a wet towel and wiped his brother's bloody hands.

He also changed his younger brother's clothes.

The clothes were then taken to the bathroom and brushed with all his might. After making sure he didn't have any traces of blood, Elvin was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Evan's shirt was twisted and he put it together with another wet shirt.

The sound of a police siren has been heard and Elvin immediately took a knife and tapped his brother's injured hand. The wound he made became larger than the original wound.

The reason why he did it was, if the knife was pressed into someone's body forcibly, it would injure the perpetrator's hand. This happens where the perpetrator's hand is injured due to the tip of the knife pressing the knife with all the energy.

"Stop, don't move!" said one of the officers who stormed into the rental house where Elvin and his family lived.

Elvin looked at the police and smiled broadly. He dropped the knife in his hand.