I’m a double for stars.
I’m a double for stars.
Red alert: My world has collapsed.
I’ve got a job. I’m taking me to a medical examination.
I didn’t expect to go to the hospital, and I was forced to do a plastic surgery.
And when the veil was removed, I was surprised to find that my face was exactly the same as that of Song Seung-jun, a famous star.
At the same time, I received the following information:
As Song Seung-jun’s double!
One.
On top of his head, he hangs a lamp that shakes back and forth.
The air is salty.
Looks like I’m on a boat.
Just as I remembered why I was in this situation, the opposite door was pushed.
A middle-aged man in a gray windsuit with a duck cap and a tea sunglasses came in and stopped in front of me.
The eyes behind the sunglasses seem to be looking at me up and down. He asked.
I nod my head.
“What happened? He has a sarcasm in his tone.
“Kill people,” I said, “Look at him. “Are you a snakehead? “What does that mean? I’m sorry.
He didn’t answer, he turned around me twice, and his mouth sounded “shut.”
He said, “There’s a job for you, you agree, you don’t have to go abroad, you can live a good life.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t want any work, I pay, you should get me there. I’m tough.
“Don’t you listen? “The sunglasses sound surprised, reaching out, scratching your nose, “Well, you don’t really have a choice. It’s the open sea, and there’s a dozen sharks behind the boat, and they throw you down, and it’s not gonna take ten minutes to get one of them in the belly. I’m sorry.
Two.
I’m desperate, I can only agree.
“What’s the job? “I asked the man with concern.
The man laughed, “You’ll know by then. Come on, wave.
Two strong men standing behind me, after receiving instructions, went forward to untie the rope and brought me out of the cabin.
On the stairs, a deck was mounted, and along the convoluted corridor into rooms such as the infirmary.
The corridors are wide and clean, and I wonder that this is not like a scavenging fishing boat.
I didn’t have any memories of the ship, and I paid for the stowaways, and I got knocked out.
I was thoroughly examined by medical personnel wearing masks in the room.
I can only do it, with my body weight, my hearing, my hearing, my blood, my urine… It’s like a full medical examination at a hospital.
I’m thinking about what I might end up in, like, an organ-smuggling organization.
If it’s the heart, I’m dead.
There’s no escape, a boat like an island, unless I can put my wings in.
While co-examing, it’s all a mess.
The two ferocious men followed me closely and rolled their sleeves out of their thick muscles.
I’m sitting in the bathroom and trying to figure out what to do.
Before I could figure it out, one of the bearded men pulled him out of there.
It was almost brought into an operating room on a hard-on, with tape on its mouth and no power to scream.
After entering the operating room, two other doctors in a light green coat helped the two men together and pressed me to the operating bed.
The right calf has a sting and does not know what was injected.
Less than a minute later, the frustrations rose and quickly fell into a coma.
3
Once again, I woke up lying in a wall in a white house covered with sheets.
The whole head is covered in gauze, and its throat is not well and it causes pain.
The eyes are still there, the hands and feet are full, and there’s nothing unusual about the chest.
I’m relieved, I don’t seem to be picking anything.
What did they do to me?
I felt my head wrapped in a gauze, and I was confused.
There’s no mirror in the house. I can’t see my face.
Even if there was, there was no way. The head was like a ball.
For a moment, I gave up thinking.
Life’s still alive. Better to die than to live.
About a month later, the veils were removed, and I could touch the marks of surgery in the jaw, nose, eyes.
I wear a numeric patient’s dress on my chest, and every once or two days someone comes to me to change the veil on my face and injects some undesired drugs.
After another month, the line on the face was completely removed and then they began to plant their hair on my forehead.
This was followed by the removal of a number of scars and moles and the addition of a few in certain areas that were not.
I’m like an object that keeps being modified.
It lasted about six months, and one day I was put in a black hood and stuck in the back seat of a van.
The car stopped long after I drove, couldn’t hear the sound, and the ear was blocked with rubber ears.
Get out of the car, speculate to enter the building, go up the stairs, enter the door…
The touch beneath the foot changes from a rough concrete floor to a smooth brick or floor, with a constant right or left turn.
Finally, they were pressed and sat in a smooth-looking backchair.
The first set is taken off.
I look in my eyes and adjust to half a day.
I’ve only seen a skinny man standing across the street looking at me.
He’s shocked, his eyes are wide open and his mouth open.
His mouth was open, he was emotional, he seemed to be shouting.
I pulled out my earplugs to hear him swearing.
It was at this point that I realized who the man before me was, Song Seung-jun.
It’s a famous star. My first two girlfriends were his fans.
And they became my girlfriend, allegedly because of my eyebrow and Song Seung-jun.
What’s going on? Why is Song Seung-jun here?
It may be that I’m confused, and he doesn’t know where to roll out a mirror to me.
Shit! The man in the mirror looks exactly like Song Seung-jun.
4
I didn’t realize I was Song Seung-jun’s double.
According to him, I was almost identical to him, and he spent millions to change me.
A star at his level, with too much public attention, has little privacy.
The paparazzi of the entertainment tabloids were almost ubiquitous, resulting in him having no life of his own.
He’s been living like this for years.
He was inspired by the appearance of a double in an ancient play he staged.
I asked him why do I need this double?
He said, “If you go and attract the fire of those media, I can be a man.” I’m sorry.
I have a ridiculous feeling in my heart.
Many ordinary people dream of becoming a star like him, and he spends a great sum only for the life of ordinary people.
In order not to be taken apart, I want to reverse his personal experience.
This is when I really learned about Song Seung-jun.
Born in a common-person family because of its excellent appearance, adolescents are discovered as children ‘ s stars.
Being a member of a group of three is the worst of them.
But his face is too popular and he’s still very high (and he even bought a huge insurance for his face).
When they were minors, their parents used him as a twilight tree and even appropriated his property.
When they reach adulthood, they break up with their families and even send their biological fathers to prison.
Speaking of which, you might wonder how much Song Seung-joon actually had.
When I was still a kid, I looked up an article on my phone, and one of the financial media counted the price of men in the country.
Song Seung-jun is number one, real estate plus shares in companies, stock options, unique clothing and cosmetic brands… There seem to be billions of dollars in the forest, and that’s the old story years ago.
In addition to my curriculum vitae, I am familiar with Song Seung-jun’s various personal relationships.
Nominal friends, several girlfriends, partners, brokers, legal advisers, financial advisers…
I have to give my name in five seconds and my relationship with Song Seung-jun.
Wrongs are punished, and the fingers are subjected to electric shocks, hungry meals and confinement.
It’s like dealing with a child who’s made a mistake, and it makes me go back to my childhood.
In addition to this, it is necessary to remember some of Song Seung-jun ‘ s customary physical moves, imitation of handwriting and speech.
The hardest thing for me is to lose weight. Song Seung-jun and I are about the same height, but I weigh 10 kilos more than him.
In order to reduce these weights, I slept almost at the villa’s gym.
In public, my sphere of activity is restricted to the interior of the villa.
In order to prevent peeking, the windows were covered with one-way glass, and even then I was forbidden to walk near the windows.
Song Seung-jun said there had been no good media, using drones.
It is good that the villa is large enough to have three floors above ground level, one basement level and dozens of houses up and down.
Recreational rooms, gymnasiums, studios and small cinemas for a dozen people…
I’m free to enter and leave the rooms, except for Song Seung-jun, on the east side of the second floor.
The villa was accompanied by a courtyard and a wall measuring more than three metres around it with wired electric wire.
Sometimes the barbed wire on the wall is seen and there is an illusion that they are in prison.
It’s just me, the manager and Song Seung-jun.
There have been reports of collusion between internal staff and outsiders.
As a result, two full-time domestic servants were allowed to enter the villa only at a fixed time, and at other times were kept in several flats on the back of the villa.
There is a kiosk at the door, and the gardener is the doorman’s uncle.
5
So, about a month later, I first appeared as a double.
It was the premiere of a movie.
Song Seung-jun played a small part in the film but occupied a central position on the poster.
Those who knew about the double were limited to him and his agent, the CEO.
The man who threw me into the sea to feed the shark.
What we should say before we go is ready, and it’s my turn to respond to the back of the line.
It was only unexpected that the moderator had asked a few questions that were not part of the plan without following the pattern.
I’m sweating, and I’m shivering, and I can’t believe it’s working.
When I came back, Song Seung-jun was satisfied with my performance and asked me what I had done before.
I told him I’d been a cook in a play.
He asked me what a captor was.
I said open the curtain before the opening and close it.
He’s gone, “Oh,” and he’s had a big yawn and waved at me.
After a few months, I took the place of Song Seung-jun in a variety of events.
You’re usually in Song Seung-jun’s villa, watching TV, working, reading.
On occasion, Song Seung-joon was called out to help him attract paparazzi journalists who were always at the door of the villa.
Usually he left in his car, with his window open and his face shown to the paparazzi.
As soon as the car leaves the villa, the paparazzi follow the back.
Most of them were on motorcycles, two working together, one on one and one on a camera in the back.
It is good that Song Seung-jun’s car performance, along with the technology of the old man, usually turns hard to see their shadows again.
When you get rid of the paparazzi, the CEO will send me in the traffic, take me around the city, take an hour and send me back.
Every time he drives, he listens to a foreign woman’s song, he’s exhausted and he’s lazy, and it’s his rest time.
I can’t play with my phone, I can’t stay in the back seat.
Car-mounted acoustics are particularly effective, and the unique acoustic line in the closed space is tumultuous.
I don’t understand the lyrics, but the melody of one of them makes me cry.
I asked who was singing.
Dong said Maria Kelly.
I was shaking my head to say I didn’t know, and I saw the old man smiling in the back mirror.
The contempt and sarcasm in the smile are undisguised.
Six.
I’m doing my double well. Song Seung-jun pays me monthly.
The money is in the envelope, around 10th of the month.
The amount is several times the amount of my previous monthly salary.
Holy shit! I swear in my heart that he didn’t have to do anything, but I got it 100 times as much.
After scolding and squeezing, think of yourself.
If I had fled to another country, I wonder what day it would have been.
Not only are you alive, but you still have money.
In such a way, the bitterness of the heart fades, yet it is not long before the dark thoughts that are hidden in the heart emerge.
Sometimes at night, you can’t sleep, you can’t think about it, you can’t even take it.
For example, being hit by a car, or being burned by fire, it is best to look completely unrecognizable.
So I can take it in its proper place.
As a result of my existence, Song Seung-joon has grown unbridled and almost all of his work has been thrown at me.
Sometimes I wonder what the Lord did when I became Song Seung-jun.
It’s no accident to assume that he might be dating a lover.
Once, I couldn’t bear to ask.
I didn’t expect Song Seung-jun to tell me that he was just pretending and then hanging out in the street alley.
Of course I don’t believe it, but I’m afraid to question it, and I’m forced to smile politely.
He may have seen my mind and laughed, and said, without saying much more, that the expression on his face meant “the summer bug cannot speak of ice.”
I often see in his face a tired, indifferent look as if I had lost interest in everything in the world.
Hard to understand! Really, I’d love to take his feelings, but I can’t!
They’re worth billions of dollars, and they’re all the best.
The only drawback is being less comfortable.
But is ordinary people really comfortable? In order to make a living, camping is paid only a small wage.
As long as we live in this world, no one is at liberty.
Song Seung-jun has at least the capital to pay for a double.
7
Not only did I draw Song Seung-jun away, attend the press conference, but I was even asked to act for him.
It was also an accident that Song Seon-joon started a television show and he’s going into a group.
But he suddenly fell ill and kept himself in the house every day, without the doctor seeing him, saying that he had a headache and no air.
I’ve never been in a play. I’m afraid I don’t want to go.
He opened the door and looked at me with one eye, and said, “Go, everyone knows that I am a bad actor. Do whatever you want, and no one will say to you. I’m sorry.
I’m thinking about it, and Dong tells me, “It’s not bad. “I had to go hard on my head.
And in that play he played an early mate, a lover whom she had never forgotten.
There’s a recollection of a match with the hostess.
The hostess is Seo Yun-hee, the hottest young actress.
When I got to the set, Seo Yun-hee came early, with makeup, and was beautiful in the crowd.
Beautiful! Not in the ordinary sense of beauty, but rather in the directness of a man’s heart.
I took a look at it, and I swallowed it.
If it was not consciously controlled, the eyes would drift to Seo Yunhee’s side.
One time, Seo Yun-hee caught me and I had to turn around.
He strangled his thighs with his hand while scolding himself.
To make it easier for me, the director put my play in front.
Wearing makeup, getting dressed, not a lot of lines, and I carried them many times before I came.
Walking to the camera, looking at Seo Yun-hee’s eyes, the lines were so full of shit that they disappeared.
The director kept shouting “cut” down there and was patient at first, and after a few times, even though he called me “Song Teacher” in his mouth, his tone was already suffocating.
I couldn’t help but look at her face together, and her heart beats.
Seo Yunhee has been patient and softly encouraging me.
In order to force yourself to calm down, he strangled his thighs with a fragrance.
For the last time, I was thinking about watching the actors in the play, and I didn’t know what was going on, and I started to get emotional and I said the lines.
The director shouted “OK” and praised me for doing well. It’s over.
I passed her by her side in the second I left.
And suddenly she whispered, “Why did she keep away from me?” I’m sorry.
I thought she was talking to herself, but I saw her staring at me with her eyes and her heart beating, and I thought, “Look, this woman is sleeping with Song Seung-jun!”
In this way, Song Seung-joon might not pretend to be sick, but rather avoid seeing Seo Yun-hee.
I don’t know how to get back, I’m walking.
She grabbed my hand with her fingers thin and cold…
I didn’t have time to feel it. She had her hand removed and left me a note.
Tighten your fists and go back to the dressing room, see only one address on that note, and the time.
Tomorrow at 2:00 p.m., Emerald City A, 1621. I’m sorry.
8
“Go!” Song Seung-jun said.
I stopped and watched him tear that note and throw it in the trash.
“Do you like her? He looked me in the eye and asked.
The beautiful face of Seo Yun-hee and the touch of that cold, thin finger.
“Why don’t you want to see her?” I don’t answer the question.
“Oh, Song Seung-jun’s face is so confused, “We used to have a good relationship, and then we had a big fight. I’m sorry.
“She told me you were hiding from her. I’m sorry.
“Not without her, I dare not to provoke her,” he said, “Some things are in her hands, you go, hold her steady, and don’t let her do anything excessive.” I’m sorry.
“What’s the deal?” I asked.
“It’s just some pictures or something…” he didn’t want to say much, to look around.
I’ve been whispering, and I’ve been told that the entertainment industry is bad for the stars, and maybe it’s some invisible pictures.
“Remember, we’re one, we’re all one, we’re all together,” Song Seung-joon said, “If you can get those pictures back, I’ll give you a big red bag. I’m sorry.
“How can I get it back if you don’t tell me about the photo, and I don’t know anything? I’m sorry.
“No, I’m sick of her. I’m sick and vomiting when I think about being in her room. I’m sorry.
He talks while making a disgusting state.
Believe your ghost, I scolded a dirty word, a beautiful girl… abominable? A man?
9
This time, Song Seung-joon was my double, and he drove alone and led the son of a bitch.
Then Dong took me to the address on the note.
It is a newly developed building in recent years, situated in a new city known for its elegance.
The doorman seems to have been told I’d be coming. Listen to me.
Find A soon and contact Seo Yun-hee at the door with a walkie.
Said, “It’s me,” and the door opened, and then the elevator went up to the 16th floor and found 1621.
I’ll ring the bell in front of the door, a moment later, the door lock opens.
“Come in. It’s from Seo Yun Hee.
I pushed the door in, and the house was warm and bright, and the windows were high and wide, and the sun was pouring in without any obstacles.
The room is a double, two-story, one-story living room, with the ceiling up to the two-story, with an exaggerated chandelier.
There was a row of brown leather couches against the wall, and I picked a side of the arm.
“I didn’t think you’d come. “Suh Yunhee wears a loose white house dress while he says he wears a leather belt to his hair.
“But I came anyway. * And I’m really scared. *
I don’t know what happened to them before, but I can’t tell you what happened, but I can only say things that are ambiguous.
“You give me what I want, on terms. I’m sorry.
“You came here to pick up something? Suh Yun Hee went to the window and took a bright sun.
“Yes, no, actually, I…” I’m trying to figure out how to get it back.
The rest of the sentence was not clear yet, and Seo Yun-hee suddenly turned towards me.
“What’s wrong with you lately? * She walks in front of me, bends over and looks at me. *
“What’s up? What’s up? I laughed and tried to turn my eyes away.
From my perspective, she’s wearing nothing.
She’s still bending, holding her hands on her knees, staring me in the eye.
We were so close that We could almost smell the breath of her lips.
She said, “No, she looked down in the eye, looked down, and said, “Who are you?” I’m sorry.
I was scared and I wondered how she knew I wasn’t Song Seung-jun.
“What’s wrong with you? You don’t know me? I’m sorry.
“You look like him, but not him,” she stares at me, “because he’s one!” I’m sorry.
Like lightning, I almost jumped in shock.
“So, she came up to my face and looked at me, and said, “Who are you?” I’m sorry.
SONG Seung-joon. Son of a bitch, he won’t tell me anything so important.
I think it’s wrong. If that’s the case, Song Seung-joon won’t let me do this.
What the fuck does this woman want? Why did she cheat me?
No, I can’t be fooled by her.
So I stood up and held her back, staring at her eyes, and said, “Do you want to try?” I’m sorry.
Who knows that she did not turn back, and behold, he said to Us: “Don’t be strong, you are a double.” I’m sorry.
In that moment, it seemed that Medusa’s eyes were looking straight at me — the statue.
How could she? How could she know?
She was able to react in the future, and she threw another bomb.
“Don’t be afraid, me too. She smiled and broke my arms.
10
“You, too?” I heard sound coming out of my mouth, shaking like a saw that just moved.
“When I was on the set, I saw that you weren’t interested in it,” she said with satisfaction that she seemed very satisfied with my reaction.
“What do you want?”
“Do me a favor, please? Help me find the real Seo Yun Hee. I’m sorry.
“I don’t understand…”
“A few months ago, Seo Yun Hee asked me to distract her from the paparazzi and said he wanted to find Song Seung-jun and never came back. I’m sorry.
“You suspect Song Seung-jun? I’m sorry.
“Yes, but I have no proof, and he was at the premiere of the film. I’m sorry.
It was me that day at the premiere, which means that Song Seung-jun might have gone to see Seo Yun-hee.
“How do you want me to help? I’m sorry.
“Look out for Song Seung-jun. Is there anything strange…”
“You’ve got the wrong guy. We’re on a rope! I’m sorry.
“You think I’m wrong? She had a sarcasm in her tone, “Guess who would take the fall if something happened to Seo Yun Hee?” I’m sorry.
That’s what she said about my back.
If she’s telling the truth, and she’s thinking deep down, Song Seung-joon wants me to be his double, and he doesn’t want me to be his man.
“What’s in it for me? I’m sorry.
“At least you’ll be free from suspicion, and as far as other benefits are concerned, you can mention it. She said she blinked at me.
“Why?”
“Why what? I’m sorry.
“As a double, if I were you, I’d never show up. Why do you want to find her? I’m sorry.
“She’s benevolent to me,” a woman’s eyes are red, “She saved me from the gutter and gave me a life I could dream about.” I’m sorry.
It reminds me of the bad days I had before.
She was real, but I didn’t believe it.
Don’t pretend. Tell the truth!
Her eyelashes were covered with tears, and she looked at me with indignation, and she razed her eyes with tears.
“It’s not really about finding her, like you said, I don’t care about her, but she’s wearing something important and disappearing with her. I’m sorry.
“What is it?”
“A thing that matters if I can become a real Seo Yun Hee. I’m sorry.
“What’s that? I’m sorry.
“A diamond bracelet with a star’s hanger,” she said. “Same as this one.” I’m sorry.
Looks familiar to me. I was thinking about the one on Song Seung-jun’s wrist a few days ago.
Did Song Seung-jun really have anything to do with the disappearance of Jan Seo Yun-hee? No, if Song Seung-jun had led to Seo Yun-hee’s disappearance, he wouldn’t have let me over.
Unless he knew he had a double. Or when he saw another Seo Yun Hee show up to make sure.
But how does he know which one’s real and which one’s a double? Maybe he did it on purpose.
The doubt comes out like a boiling bubble, and it’s in my head.
I’m out of my mind. She’s reaching out to me.
“You switch these two, he won’t notice. I’m sorry.
I looked through my bracelet and asked, “What’s so wonderful about it? I’m sorry.
“A star in a bracelet, with a chip, is an electronic key that opens Seo Yunhee’s safe. I’m sorry.
“I can promise you, but what good will I get?” I’m sorry.
She stood up to me and said, “It’s a good thing in front of you, in the long term,” and she looked at me like, “Do you want to be Song Seung-jun, I can help you…”
I admit, that moment, it moved.
“Don’t say that for a second, there’s a favor that needs you,” I said, “Song Seung-jun says there are some pictures in your hand, uh, not very visible. I’m sorry.
“It’s none of my business,” Seo Yun-hee shakes his head and says, “If there’s a bad picture, I guess, it’s in that safe. I’m sorry.
Eleven.
Back on the road, I was trapped in the backseat and meditated. Seo Yun-hee said he would help me become Song Seung-jun. I’m not stupid enough to believe her.
It’s not that easy to replace, it’s a living man, and I’m carrying a human life.
Seriously, I envy her. Nothing. The Lord disappears.
She asked me to change the bracelet, but it didn’t have to be that hard.
Just say to Song Seung-ming – Give me the bracelet and I’ll give you the photo, and it’s over.
But it is only I who understand that there is no trust between them, and that there is no confidence between them, but that there is no confidence between them, and that there is nothing but hidden from them.
I’m going to go back and show off with Song Seung-joon and ask him for the bracelet.
I was thinking, suddenly I felt wrong about the window, and it wasn’t the way back to the villa.
Brother Dong, aren’t you going back?
“Well, number one called me and asked me to pick him up somewhere else. I’m sorry.
No. 1 is Song Seung-jun, I am No. 2. For ease of reference, the name is only numbered.
The car took a left-right turn on the secret web road, driving for approximately 40 minutes into an undefended building.
The huge electric garage door was slowly closed, and Dong got off and pulled my side of the door.
“Come down, number one in there. I’m sorry.
I nod my head, get out, follow him inside.
Something like a storeroom, piled up on both sides of the aisle, one level up to the ceiling.
Dong led me into a house, and a man sat on the couch with a gray duck cap on his back.
“Come on. The blogger says:
The chair slowly turned and made a squeaky sound.
When I saw that guy’s face, I freaked out.
Scarred, charred skin, flipping lips, twisted nose. If it had not been for two holes, it would not have been clear that it was a nose, that the eyes were bald, that they looked closely and that they did not seem to have eyelashes.
Take an image metaphor, like a wax face, then roasted, cooled.
“Scared! The man said it sounded like a piece of glass crushed with a rock.
I didn’t pick up the clothes, and I said, “What’s the matter?”
The old man, like he didn’t hear me, pulled his sleeve out of my hand.
The man stood up from the chair and walked straight to me.
I was scared to step back and my back was banging on the wall.
He followed me, staring at my face with eyes like two holes, and whispering in his mouth, “You may not know that my face was just like you a year ago.” I’m sorry.
I knew what he said: “You are a double? I’m sorry.
He was silent for a long time, and he shook his head and said, “No, I am the real one. He said that he was pulling out his handkerchiefs and wiping out light pink liquid from his eye horn.
12
“Tru’s bastard, to replace me I’m lucky I’m alive, but my face is like this. He was hollering at his throat.
“How can I trust you when you say you’re Song Seung-jun?” I’m shocked and feel like I’m falling into a nightmare I can’t get out of.
“The old man can prove it to me. “He turned his head and looked at Dong.
I looked at him and told the truth: “I do not believe him either. I’m sorry.
“Sominger, is that your name? I’m sorry.
“It doesn’t mean anything. Lao Dong knows my name on the boat. I’m sorry.
“What about this? He says nod to the old man.
Lao Dong turned around and shouted at the door: “Come in! I’m sorry.
The door opened, and a bald man with a back came in, noded to the old man and handed over a bag: “Mr. Tung, what do you want? I’m sorry.
Dong answered, picked up the bag, pointed at me, and asked, “Do you know?” I’m sorry.
The bald man smiled down, and said, “How can you not know Song? I’m sorry.
“Come on,” he said, “Get out of here! I’m sorry.
“Hey hey, I’m going. The men say turn around and leave.
At first, I didn’t understand what was going on with this guy, but when I saw a crotch on his left cheek,
Time is like a bullet in the chest.
In that moment, I went back to the rainy night that made me go on my death journey…
13
That day, I went to the tavern called Qingquan, and I was going to get drunk.
An hour ago, I was fired and the captain’s uncle replaced me.
It’s only $2,000 a month’s crap job that’s all I can hope to survive.
Half a bottle of wine went down, and I began to wonder how I could live like this.
I didn’t think I’d figure it out. I was holding a piss in my stomach. I stood up and went to the bathroom.
He’s a middle-aged man with a dirty face, bald, bald waist, a bottle of wine in his hand. There’s a big black larvae on the left face, drunk.
I saw him stomping at me, pouring a little bit of wine, and he hit me.
Bang, the bottle fell on the bricks and split.
I haven’t said anything yet. The drunks have been angry at me.
It’s just that he was too drunk, and his fist looked like he was running in my face, and he turned and wiped my face.
I was so angry at my heart, I was so excited by him that it broke out.
He couldn’t hit me in the fist, but I didn’t.
Each of them was thrown on his face and, after several consecutive times, he had two blood tracks coming out of his nose.
He touched it, saw the nose blood on his hands, shouted with a sudden face, pulled a knife out of nowhere and strangled at me.
I was scared, and I hid, and I fought with him for the knife.
The brick was wet and smooth, and we stood up and we tore and fell.
In the process, I finally got the knife.
When I got up, the drunk was lying down, trying to creep up and finally just flip over.
Next minute, there’s a woman screaming in front of the left.
“Kills! I’m sorry.
The intoxicated man’s mouth has spilled blood, and there is an increasing blood spot on the chest of his shirt.
I was so scared that the puppets stood up with the knife in their blood and fell along the blade.
Bump, knife down.
My mind is full of shit, and fear drives me to the door.
Push the wooden door, it’s pouring rain and rain.
I ran into the rain and ran along the streets without a destination.
There’s only one thought in mind — to escape to a place nobody knows.
14
Turns out it was just a pre-designed game to get me into a killing trap.
No, how does he know I’m going to run instead of turning myself in?
“We’ve investigated you a long time ago,” the man with the face damage seems to see my confusion, “and you’re not the one who’s gonna turn yourself in. I’m sorry.
“How can you be sure that people didn’t call the police? I’m sorry.
“We found them all, and I told them we were making a movie…” The boss said, “We bought him, including by driving off your head.” I’m sorry.
Shit, they’re behind this! Make me run so I can’t refuse to be a double.
I guess even if I don’t choose to hide a fishing boat to smuggle a foreign country, they have other ways to lure me in.
“You’re number three, you were chosen by Dong a long time ago, but for a number of reasons, I chose to activate Chu Tsuo first,” said the man, “Now it seems I made the wrong choice… Then, when Chu got rid of me, he wanted a double. So you’re like this. I’m sorry.
“What do you think? “The man with his face is tearing his mouth off and seems to have a smile.
My chest is full of pain, anger, shock and shock.
What can be done even with anger?
In this way, the mood is coming to an end, and with it is a relief.
In the past 10 months, I’ve been tortured by the nightmare of killing almost never slept in peace.
It is often a dream that the man with his hands covered in blood, strangled me and asked for his life.
“You sent me here to tell me the truth, didn’t you? I asked him.
“Vengeance,” the man’s voice is mute, and he bites his teeth, “it’s the only thing that keeps me alive. I’m sorry.
I can see his gruesome face wrinkled and his muscles shaking. In the cyanide veins, it’s not blood, it’s hate.
His hatred, which I understand, cannot be shared, and the whole thing is ridiculous to me.
I even thought I might be in a fictional stage.
“I need you to help me. He says:
“You’re so sure I’ll help you?” I asked.
“I’ll give you a condition you can’t refuse. And he said, “And you dare not turn me down. You killed someone. That’s not true. I’m sorry.
My heart is pounding, and he’s right. I’m still the killer, as long as I kill that stupor.
On that rainy night, my every move was filmed, and it was evidence of a crime.
“I want to hear about the terms. I’m sorry.
“Leave your guilt and make you yourself, besides, you can take enough money to keep your life free. I’m sorry.
I was just wondering how much money.
He seems to have guessed my psychological activity, pulled out a cell phone and handed it to me.
“I used your I.D. to open a card for six people after their birthday. It’s an advance, and then you get the other half. I’m sorry.
I picked up the phone, I log in, I saw the numbers in the demand deposit column, and my heart slipped in the chest, and I jumped twice.
“You’re not going to show me, and then you’re going away? “I gave him back my phone, and I asked him very carefully.
The hole in his mouth makes a laughter: “Don’t worry, that’s not the money. I’m sorry.
“What should I do?”
“Don’t worry, you’ll find out.” And he was swinging, and suddenly he changed the subject. I’m sorry.
And I hesitated to reveal the whole passage and to give him the bracelet with Seo Yun-hee.
He threw his bracelet to the old man, who pulled out a cylindrical black monoscope from his pocket and examined it.
“The bugs, ” according to Dong, “the stars are equipped with batteries, signal launchers and radios. Remote control, 500 meters. It’s not open yet. I’m sorry.
I stood still, and at a moment I felt cold behind my neck, as if it were just a simple bracelet, but hidden it.
“Absolutely,” the man stretches his hand and stomps his chin. “You’re being deceived. I’m sorry.
“Ah!” I said, “I don’t believe it, but I asked, “What part?” I’m sorry.
“All. He shakes his head, “She has no double at all. I’m sorry.
“How did she know I was a double? I’m sorry.
“It’s probably from what you’ve been saying and doing, or the bastard Chu’s been talking. I’m sorry.
“What does she want?”
“Damn you, no, destroy Song Seung-jun. The bracelet, but whoever hears something secret, when it’s made public, you’re finished. I’m sorry.
“Why would she do that? * I can’t understand it all the time * * It’s so bad, so bad *
“For me,” the man whispered, “She had a good friend who had been with me for a while, and after the break-up, her friend didn’t know why she couldn’t open the door and committed suicide. It was two or three years ago, and she probably felt that the man died because of me, so she hated me.”
“Song Shing– No, Chu’s saying Seo Yun-hee has a picture of him, and some of him is invisible, you know? I’m sorry.
“Two possibilities,” he reached out two fingers and took one back. “One of them was a photograph, and it had something to do with Chu, but I guess it wasn’t very likely. The other is that there is no photo at all, and it is not impossible for Seo Yun-hee not only to know that you are a double, but also that Chu is a double. That girl is a real thief. You think it’s about Chu, and Chu thinks it’s about me. I knew Seo Yunxi a long time ago, and the more Chu was not sure that I had a part with Seo Yunxi, the more he saw me dead, he had no place to ask, and he could not have a picture for what, fearing that he would destroy Song Seung-jun’s identity and not take the risk, he held him hostage. I’m sorry.
After hearing his analysis, I got a big head.
“Does Chu get the same?” I ask my concerns.
“Yes,” he said, “That’s why I chose him number 2. You know, there’s a lot of temptation in the circle, like a dog every day. If Chu had a story with a male fan, I might have believed in women, hum, impossible, so I’m sure there’s no photo at all, and Seo Yun-hee is cheating on you. I’m sorry.
“What should I do? What am I supposed to say? I’m sorry.
“Tell the truth,” he said, “Give him the bracelet.” Let him bother with the pictures that don’t exist! I’m sorry.
15
Back on the way, I’ll stay in the back seat. It’s only in his head that he wants to disfigure.
Alas, the hearts are broken, and they do not know how long they grow, and they bend around.
I looked in the mirror and he’s been watching me several times since he got in the car.
Does he have something to say to me?
“Ahem,” Old Tung clears his voice, “Soy, Sue, I’ll call you that, and I’ll tell you something important that might change your life, and now you need to make a choice whether to listen or not. I’m sorry.
I stopped and looked at him in the mirror.
It’s not like he’s joking.
“Can I ask first, is it better or worse? I’m sorry.
“It’s hard to say that everyone’s needs are different from their mindsets, but in my opinion it’s better. I’m sorry.
Say, I hear.
“Do you want to be the only one? I’m sorry.
He asked me to stay, “What do you mean by that?” I’m sorry.
Lao Dong didn’t answer, and smiled on his face: “It’s not good to be a chess player, is it? I’m sorry.
“An alternative?”
“See if you want to…”
“Do you have a plan?”
“Kill them both, we work together. “The old man’s voice is still strong and his eyes are staring at the road ahead of the car.
“Ahem. Ahem. Ahem. Ahem. I’m sorry.
“The two of them, one of them, the other of them, the other of them, the other of them, and the other of them, the other of them, are normal, but it’s only a matter of time. I’m sorry.
“Wait a minute,” I was surprised. “Isn’t that the one with the face? I’m sorry.
“He’s Chu. I’m sorry.
“Then why did he say he was his own?” I’m sorry.
“Why, in order for you to help him, it would be better to stand up to moral high ground. I’m sorry.
“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I’m sorry.
“One has found Chu to be a double, and it’s a good start. It didn’t take long, it turned out, gambling and all that shit, and he had an intimate relationship with a fan. I’m sorry.
“So, you…”
“Why would I help him? “There’s something in his hand that he would have done to me if I hadn’t helped him. I’m sorry.
I’d like to know what it is, but it’s stupid to ask.
“You also know how much money you’re making, and if he crashes, everything is over, and I haven’t saved enough money for my old age, and it feels like the number 1 is ready to fuck me, and I didn’t think this day would come.
I have been with him for ten years, and I have suffered for no good, and I am not without it. He has the present or I have the labour to support him, and I must do it before him.
If you agree, nothing, just cooperate with me. Don’t worry, I have to earn money from you. Your face is the biggest one. I’m sorry.
I’m unconsciously touching my face, and I don’t feel like I have anything to do with it, but it’s an alternative.
It’s like seeing through my head, “Oh, you think it’s that easy to find? Height, eyebrows, face bones must fit. You didn’t know how much work it took to find you and Chu. It’s harder to find. It’s harder than it gets to the sky. I’m sorry.
I’m trying to measure what the boss said. The two Song Seung-juns who are true and true are now becoming irrelevant.
It now appears that joining Dong’s camp is the best option. He’s right. Get rid of those two. Me and him are the last winners.
It’s just that I can’t decide yet, because the one who’s disfigured, whether he’s Chu or Song Seung-jun, has already called my account.
As the saying goes, it’s not as convincing as the money in the account.
“You really want to go back to normal life with money?” Is it not good to be a star?”
With enough money, ordinary people may be more comfortable than stars.
Why else would Song Seung-joon go out in disguise?
Just as I thought, Dong gave me a fatal blow.
“Yes, the account number Chu showed you is a fake, fake bank entry page. I’m sorry.
Fuck! I hammered the chair and made a bang.
“How about a fight? The car arrives at the door of the villa, the old man slows down and stares at me through the mirror.
The electric iron doors were slowly opened in front of them and the car was about to enter the garage.
“This isn’t a fucking test, is it? I asked Dong.
Lao Dong smiled: “Of course not, I’m not that busy. I’m sorry.
16
Song Seung-jun asked me to report on the meeting with Seo Yun-hee.
I lied about it.
Dong testified for me, saying, “I don’t know what’s going on. She’s got a bunch of paparazzi downstairs, and he didn’t come up for safety. I’m sorry.
Oh, Song Seung-jun put down the handle, “Well, forget it. Call her. I’m sorry.
“Well, the phone called. The blogger says:
“Okay, get out. “Song Seung-joon’s face is obnoxious and brutally ravaging the game handle.
I turned around with Dong and heard something breaking up on the wall.
About a week later, I went to an event, and there was Seo Yun-hee.
Before I went, I was worried I’d meet her and be asked to change the bracelet.
The bracelet that hidden the wire was destroyed by Dong.
Unexpectedly, Xu Yunxi didn’t go, and the broker said that the trip had been cancelled because he was not well.
I’m relieved.
After the event, Dong came to pick me up, the door was closed, and he told me – the plan started.
I was stomping and asking him what the plan was.
He said, “The more you were asked to avenge him, I’m sorry.
“What should I do?”
“It’s all right. Just cooperate. He said, “Let’s start the car.”
The vehicle drove for half an hour into a waste plant on the beach.
Stop and make a “no sound” gesture and then call Song Seung-jun.
“No. 2 was tied up… and said let’s go to the port… and he said he wanted you to come, or he’d kill him live. It should have been him… yes, it should have killed him in the first place… good or not to call the police. I’m sorry.
I saw Dong hang up on the phone and said, “Did it work out?” I’m sorry.
Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry.
The two of us then got out of the car and went through an open area full of scrap tyres into a factory where the door had been lost.
It’s empty, it’s spacious, it can’t see what it was for. There’s a lot missing from the roof, and a lot of skylight is coming in.
By the time we arrived, Chu had come and smoked on the side of a black van.
“On your own?” Lao Dong asked.
“Well, the less people, the safer. I’m not sure I’m going anywhere.
“All right,” he said, “I’m gonna pick up the guy. You two wait here. I’m sorry.
“Oh, what do you want me to do?” I yelled at Lao Dong.
“You do whatever he asks you to do! “The boss pointed at him and turned away.
Chu took a black cloth pocket out of his pocket and threw it at me, “A moment on his head, see that chair,” and he stretched his hand to the right and pointed, “Sit on top.” I’m sorry.
I took the hood and walked in nicely towards the folding chair behind the van.
“What’s the hurry?” He said, “Come on, I’ll show you something fun.” He said he turned to the wall of the factory.
There’s a black switch, which doesn’t know what to control.
I followed him, and I saw him push the switch.
The current is coming in, and the sound of a humming in the air seems to have triggered something.
I didn’t think there was electricity on this switch, and there was a “creaking” of metallic friction in my ear.
The sound was heard only when the ground, which was four or five metres from the head of the van, slowly split and leaked out a rectangular pit beneath it.
The rectangular pit, about four metres long and three metres wide, was filled with mixed liquids, and I could not reach it by myself.
The liquid in it is not water, and it is more sticky than water, and it smells of sour acid.
That smell made me step back.
At that point, Chu came forward, carrying a coarse barbed wire from nowhere, and threw his hand into the pit of liquid.
As soon as the barbed wire came into contact with the mixed liquids, it sounded loud and white smoke evaporated in the water…
For a few seconds, the wire disappeared.
“What do you say? “I made it better than King’s Water.
I almost fell down.
And he went to his eyes, and he grabbed my arm, “Oh my God! I’m sorry.
I turned my face on him, and his ugly eyes were obnoxious and I couldn’t see that he was caring for me.
He’s sweating his back. He’s got a bell in his head.
And We broke his hand with force, and ran far away from it.
“What’s going on? Ha-ha. “The more Chu smiles, “Don’t be afraid, it’s not for you.” I’m sorry.
I can guess who it’s for.
17
Chu said that he had dug a pit one and a half metres deep after cutting the concrete floor with a cutter.
The pit was dug and then reinforced with steel and concrete on the bottom, which formed the acid pool.
It took two months to finish.
I heard his eyebrows dance and he said, “The muscles of his face are shaking.
As he said, there was a bell, and he shut up and took a look at his cell phone out of his pants.
“They’re coming. Let’s get ready. I’m sorry.
On the other hand, Chu said that he went to the wall and closed the lid of the pool.
I sat in my chair, and I did it myself, and I put tape on my mouth, and then I watched Chu tie me down with a rope.
Finally, he was tied to his feet, and he was crouched in front of me, and I saw clearly the skin of his face that was damaged.
As if the rain had washed out the riverbed, the ditch was out of the open.
When I looked at it, I turned my eyes, and I just looked at it, and I felt like I was in pain.
And the more Chu raised his head and looked into my eyes, and said, “You do not want to be like this.” I’m sorry.
I was wondering what he meant by that.
He stood up and turned his back on me, and said, “I am Song Seung-jun, lying to you, and I am a double, like you. Song is a murderer, but he is the one behind this.” I’m sorry.
That’s a shock to me.
He turned his body and looked to me, and his eyes were filled with remorse and anger.
“Do you think he’s just a broker? No, he’s a man whose heart is incomprehensible, so don’t look at him as if he had nothing but promise before Song Seung-jun. We, you, me, Song Seung-jun, are all his tools and pawns for profit. You think Song Seung-jun is rich, compared to Dong, huh?
But he’s too greedy. He’s gone crazy for money. He’s got so much money and he wants more. Whoever prevented him from making money would be kicked out of the way, so once one of us began to show an uncontrolled tendency, he would start a new double.
He’ll cooperate with me because I have something he fears. But that is not the point. His aim was to use me to get rid of Song Seung-jun, so that he would not only not have to do it himself, but also indirectly have my handle, and that you, a man who is good enough, could continue to make money for him.
Of course, if one day you’re starting to get disobedient, maybe he’s here and he’s settled and he’s making a sneaky laugh, “I even wonder if that real Song Seung-jun is even the one or not. I’m sorry.
“What do you want? * I’m not asking, but I’m just saying *
“This is for Song Seung-jun, but also for Dong. The longer it lasts, the longer it takes.
“Okay,” he said, “It’s time to pull out a black bag.” Come on, put your hand on my head.
And the moment it turned black, the next second, I felt like I had something stuck in my hand, a metallic feeling, a cold cold, a close touch of a folding dagger.
What’s this all about?
And when the thought of doubt turned, the more I heard it whispered in my ear, “When I sent a message, and I said, “You are well,” you stabbed him. Unless you want to be like me, maybe even worse. Of course, the choice is yours…”
I put my knife in my cuffs, and I’m worried.
I can’t say it’s impossible. Am I supposed to do it?
Instead of being determined, one step at a time will be taken to see who wins and then chooses.
It’s dark, and the more Chu steps around me, the more he whispers.
After about a quarter of an hour, I heard the car. Dong’s back.
The sound of the car disappears, and the sound of the footsteps comes from a short distance, and it snaps.
“You dare come back and I should have left you dead. SONG Seung-jun’s voice.
“Well, you should’ve killed me.” And the more you shouted, “Look at this face, life is worse than death.” I’m sorry.
“Let him go. How much do you want? There’s a million dollars in the case. Get the money and get out of here! “Song Seung-joon’s voice is filled with disgust.
As soon as the voice fell, it heard a scream and did not know who it was.
“Ha ha ha, I don’t want money, I’ll kill you. “The more he screams, the more Song Seung-joon seems to know.
The squeaks remind me that I can imagine that the lid of the acid pool is slowly opening.
“Is there water?” I ask.
What are you doing?
“Wake him, I will keep him alive, or he will not feel my pain.” “The sound of Chu is sharp.
Is this to throw Song Seung-jun alive into the acid pool? I hear the cold in my heart.
“Forget it, there’s no need. I’m sorry.
“I told you to go get the fucking water. Just go. “The more Chu yells, the more he echoes in the factory.
“All right, I’ll go.” Old Tung’s soft.
But the next second, Chu suddenly cried out, “Ah, you… what do you want? Are you crazy? I’m sorry.
“I’m the one who hates yelling at me!” “Now, you can go to hell. I’m sorry.
“You can’t kill me,” the more you scream, “Don’t you want to know that thing…” and suddenly the sound goes down.
I can’t hear anything.
Things seem to have changed unexpectedly.
“Where are you going to tell me–” and then he shouted, and then he shouted.
“Huh, don’t ever want to know…” The laughter of Chu is sharp, but it means relief.
“Fuck, I’ll kill you…” The old man yells, “Whoa!”
“Go to hell!”
“Wow,” another one.
The squalid sound of a man’s squawking is out of hand, and it stops like a sharp blade.
I can’t say I’ve never smelled that bad.
Man’s flesh dissolves in acid water … I imagine in my head the horrors of the pool, the vomiting desire of my chest.
I don’t want to be choked by vomit.
I’ve been waiting for Dong to come and take off my hood. I’ve been waiting a long time for no one to help me.
Well, I made a sound to alert the Lao Dong, but it was still futile.
… can hear the wind flowing in an empty factory, and the sound of gulls not far away, even waves, can’t hear humans.
Did Dong run away?
No, it does not seem to have heard the footsteps of the escape.
I couldn’t wait. I had to cut my wristline with Chu’s dagger.
When I take my head off, the scene scares my liver.
The Lao Dong is lying two metres ahead of me and seems to be in flat air, bleeding and bleeding.
With two eyes wide open, staring at me dead, with a blooded knife in his hand, reaching out his arm, and pointing at me with a blooded knife,
In that case, it seemed like he wanted to kill me before he died.
I stunned and kicked him in the foot, and I didn’t react, touching his nose, his carotid — he was dead.
He had a heart wound in his chest.
I guess the last scream was from him, because he got stabbed in the face.
Then why did Chu give me a knife? And you promised to do it?
I’m in the fog, and I’m thinking about it, and maybe I’m just one of the guys that’s getting ready.
Just, finally it didn’t work out.
The more you say it, the more he’s crazy, the more he wants to destroy everything when he realizes he can’t live.
Including me!
This man is terrible! Fuck you– I kicked him like crazy.
Kicked so many feet, sore ankles…
A moment later, I calmed down, excited, ecstatic…
Because I found myself the final winner.
18
Squeaks … The acid lid is slowly closing.
Now, the three of them, you have me, I have you…
I went out with the suitcase with the money and went back to the villa with the old man’s car.
Go upstairs and walk into Song Seung-joon’s second floor room.
It’s a beautiful view. The windows are facing the artificial lake not far. It was almost dusk, and the waves on the lake flashed gold.
Blowing whistles, opening his closet, shoe cabinets, a whole line of shirts, a drawer name sheet…
Now, these are mine.
I jumped up and smashed my body into that huge water bed in the house…
I looked up at the ceiling, and I was lying on top of the boat, and I was the only one since.
Well, the only regret is the need to find another broker.
However, money is not a problem.
And so I slept in my bed, and I didn’t know how long, and suddenly I woke up knocking at the door.
I woke up and found it the next morning.
I was so hungry I woke up and opened the door.
He’s standing outside the door.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him.
“There’s all the media outside…” “Is there something wrong with Uncle Seven’s face and Mr. Tung’s phone is not working? I’m sorry.
Listening to him, I went to the window, I looked at the curtain, and I got scared.
The road ahead of the villa was blocked by media vehicles on various roads, and although media cars and paparazzi were often stopped on the road, this was the first time I had come.
What’s going on? I picked up the remote, turned on the wall-mounted TV.
A few different stations finally found a newscast that was being broadcast from the entertainment station.
With regard to Song Seung-jun, what’s the good-looking host saying?
I didn’t hear you. I’m all focused on the thicker title under the screen.
Song Seung-jun was exposed to problems and his private photographs were widely disseminated.
Seo Yun-hee released the photos.
My head is pounding. It’s over!
Boo! I yelled and threw the remote on the floor.
What should we do? I can’t think of a solution.
If only Dong were here.
That’s what I thought. Suddenly the bell rings downstairs.
Once again, I turned my eyes out of the window and saw three police cars with red and blue lights on the streets, in addition to media cars.
Several policemen are standing outside the gate, pointing points at me.
My heart’s beating so fast.
Impossible, I forced myself to calm down.
“Uncle Seven, look what happened. I’m sorry.
The old man answered, and his eyes moved from the television screen.
I was shaking my legs and walking to the guest room downstairs, and a moment later several policemen were brought in by Uncle Seven.
One of the first mid-aged policemen was wearing plain clothes and a beard.
Before I speak, the police speak first.
“Mr. Song, Miss Seo Yunxi’s disappearance requires your cooperation in the investigation. This is a search warrant. Please sign and come with us to the station. I’m sorry.
19
I was sitting in the interview room of the Public Security Bureau.
Two hours after I had come in, no one had come to ask me.
Until now, my brain is still dead.
Seo Yun-hee is missing? The day before the disappearance, no wonder she didn’t show up.
SONG Seung-jun?
Wait, if that’s the case, it’s not Seo Yun Hee.
If it were her, it would’ve exploded. It wouldn’t have waited until today.
Who could it be?
There’s a terrible face in my head.
It’s Chu, the one he’s got that’s the one that’s going to blackmail Dong.
He is the one who wants to destroy Song Seung-jun.
He might have set up the photo files for automatic distribution to certain media outlets.
As soon as he died, he couldn’t handle the mailbox, the photos were spread.
There’s a pot of porridge in my head and the door to the interrogation room is being pushed.
That middle-aged cop came in and looked me in the eye.
There was a female policeman behind him.
“Can I go?” I stood up and asked him.
“Going? The male policeman groaned, “Playing a thick folder on the table in front of me, “I’m afraid you can’t go, Mr. Song. I’m sorry.
“What do you mean by that? I’m sorry.
“Song Seung-jun, you are now suspected of murdering Xu Yun Hee, and we have arrested you according to law. Tell me how you killed Seo Yun Hee. I’m sorry.
And I was struck by it, and immediately denied it: “I have no knowledge of what you are saying. It is none of my business that Seo Yun-hee is dead or alive.” I’m sorry.
“How can you argue? Then look at this. The police said to turn the tablet to me and automatically broadcast a video on the screen.
I looked at it, and it was a video shot by a camera on a street.
A man and a woman seemed to be arguing, and then the man pushed the girl to the wall, the picture was dark, and he couldn’t see what the man was doing. From his physical state, it was as if he had strangled the woman’s neck for about two or three minutes, the man retreated, the woman fell down against the wall, and the man seemed panicking and remorseful, and he kept hitting his head with his hands and slapping his face.
The collapse lasted for one or two minutes, when he leaned over to pick up the woman, headed towards the car parked by the road and then put her in the trunk.
Just as he closed the trunk, a car was approached and the light was on the face of the man.
He’s got a clear face.
The moment I saw the face, I fell from the chair.
SONG Seung-joon’s son of a bitch!
“What else do you want to say? We found Seo Yunxi’s body in the trunk of a car in your garage, and in the safe at Seo Yunxi’s house we found some photos of you and a piece of paper that said that if she died one day, the killer would be you. I’m sorry.
I wanted to cry and say it wasn’t me, but I couldn’t say it.
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By Twilight.
Record number: YXX13weG8d9CwmeA4lSB4p2
Remove Back
Red alert: My world has collapsed.
Director, X Institute of Brains
x
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
