Cross-border kill.
Night and night: double-killing of humanity
I cut off my fingers on live field air and spilled blood on the camera, and the screen exploded and watched the numbers go up.
But I couldn’t look at it, and when I saw the images on the monitor flashing, I said, “Fuck!” in time, and then I closed it off.
For over a year, hundreds of plays have been performed in the brain, and the last step is far from: I must wake up in a few hours.
It was just the beginning…
One.
24 hours ago.
I took a long-distance bus from Kunming to Pu Ma, and I entered Su Anteng County in Laos along the dam-ca road at the Quankang port in Jianggang county in Pumming city.
The damka road is known as the 1A road in Laos, with the Namu River on the side of the Mekong tributary, and the mountain highlands and the pristine forest on both sides.
As soon as I crossed the border, I went to a motorcycle rental shop in Su Anten County town.
There were lots of cars in the store, and I picked a Honda C70 in 1990. Prices are cheap, reliable and unimpressed. I tried a round at the store, made sure there was no problem, paid for it.
I’m driving a motorcycle, going back on 1A.
Five kilometres east of the South U River, there is an open slope surrounded by the jungle, which is my camp for survival in the field this time. On GPS instructions, I turned from 1A to a wild road full of low grass, the only way to reach the camp.
Soon this road will be over.
GPS shows that about a kilometre from the camp, passing through the jungle on the hillside was the closest, and motorbikes could not continue and had to move on foot.
I parked, turned on the sports camera, connected the phone and started live.
I began by saying to the camera, “Hello, I’m Chang.” This is the original forest of Su Anten County, Lao. Let’s start live on this field survival show. “I’ll be careful to turn the camera around, avoid the motorcycle, and head towards the camp, which is about a mile away. I’m sorry.
I keep the camera off my chest and make sure it’s live.
The number of people in the live booth started to beat, 9, 10, 11. Five minutes later, the audience was over hundreds. I’ve created the “Old Zhang’s Outdoor Life” channel two million fans two years ago.
And We pulled out of the bag a lot of engineering shovels, and cut half a man’s weed with a blade, and turned forward. These grasses are already as tall as they were a year ago, and there is no trace of anyone coming.
As the horizon opened up and the sky resurfaced from above, a mountain slope appeared in front of it.
That’s it. It was like a year ago.
I put down my equipment and razed the open ground with engineering. We’ll have to set up a tent before dawn and create another fire.
Most importantly, continue live.
I pulled the tripod out of the bag, put the camera on the side of the open ground, adjust the altitude and angle. Then he took out a tablet, put it where the camera could not, found a video, pressed the silence and started playing.
I said to the camera, “Now let’s set up a tent.” I’m sorry.
I set up the tent on the tablet, in the same position and angle.
The door was directed towards the camera, the curtains of the door were set at 45 degrees, the wood pile was one metre from the tent door, and the iron platinum used to hang the pot was inserted on the left side of the fire at 60 degrees. I remind myself that it’s live. It’s not wrong.
The number of viewers is still rising, 392, 93, 394…
I lit the firewood on the fire while answering the irrelevant questions of the audience. It is necessary to light the fire earlier so that it can burn out in the dark and get to the next step.
Time nodes are important.
Although I’ve shown it in my head a million times, I’m still nervous.
It was soon dark, and the camera watched the fire on the screen blinking, making my face red.
I walked out of the camera, picked up the jammers that were ready, leaned on the tripod and opened. The loudspeakers that monitor the screens have been jamming, and the images have been blinking.
According to the program, interference occurs at random intervals of three or four times during the first 15 minutes, which simulates the instability of the cellular signal network. Fifteen minutes later, the frequency of interference increased and the duration would be extended. In half an hour, the last interference will last for one minute until the images disappear, completely blocking the mobile network signals and disrupting live broadcasts.
I was talking to the audience in front of the screen, and I was quiet about the process.
Fireworks, injuries, bandages, interruption of live broadcasts.
The surveillance screen blinked, and the time was clearly longer than just before. I looked at the timer on the tablet for 15 minutes.
I suddenly felt the rain on my face.
I remind myself not to look up at the sky and there is no rain in the video.
Fortunately, the rain is barely felt, and it is estimated that it will not fall in 15 minutes.
After another disturbance, I warned the audience that the camp might not have a good signal because of its distance from the settlement.
I plan to put the collected dead trunks in front of the cameras, take out the engineering shovels and prepare to chop wood. As a result of my many previous exercises, I’m sure I’ve got a smooth and natural move on the camera.
Grab the firewood, pull up the engineering shovel, chop it down, and the dead trunk is split in two.
I tried to get the engineers shoveling near the hand holding the wood so that the injuries that were done later were a careless accident.
The number of viewers continues to rise: 816, 817, 818…
Video interference has become frequent.
Right now.
There can be no hesitation.
I’ve actually asked myself how much determination a man would have to cut off his finger. If it was an accident, how hard would it be? It’s good that there’s a fire. I relax my face to make it as natural as possible.
Then I saw the engineers shoveling down their fingertips with firewood.
Everything’s natural.
I screamed to throw away the engineering shovel and sit back. Half a finger flew into the dark and nowhere. Pain dizzles me in an instant, but I have to control my body so hard that I don’t leave the camera.
It hurts! Shit!
I twisted my body, barely breathing, and my tears spilled out of my eyes.
Interferences are still occurring from time to time, and I can hear a message from the live studio passing by at a fast pace, giving a “silent” bubble effect. It is clear that the audience was shocked by what was just happening, but I have been overwhelmed by what they are saying.
After about two or three minutes, it was not clear whether the pain was slightly abated or whether the wounds began to be numb. In short, the consciousness is clear, and I flip out the gauze, the white medicine, and wrap my fingers.
The missing part of the finger is the same as planned, the first section of the index finger is precise.
I put my wrapped finger in front of the camera, and the audience clearly saw a break.
Finger off, pale face, blood in the hand, full of truth.
About a minute after this most important step was completed, the jammers issued the final instructions and the images on the monitors were scintillated and set there.
I said it right in front of the camera. The live broadcast was forcibly closed on the phone and the play was finished.
The fingers jumped and each of them hurt like it was cut off again. I took a bottle of two pots out of my bag and went into the tent.
A small rain started to rain outside, and sporadic rain spots fell on tents, making the sound of sand.
I’ll take a breath of it, hopefully it will ease my pain and make me sleep fast.
Because I had to wake up in a few hours, and it was just beginning.
Two.
At 4:00 in the morning, I was woken up by the alarm.
The upcoming acts of revenge have caused me to spread a great deal of adrenaline, and I can’t feel the pain of cutting fingers.
I put on an old set of clothes, tied homemade thorium cones into my sleeves, dressed my night vision glasses and found a place to park a motorcycle.
Honda C70 also left a little bit of the temperature of yesterday, with no effort to start the engine.
I took a deep breath, wringed the gas door and headed for the border.
This route was visited on foot last year, and although it’s thick, the ground is flat enough for Honda C70. The other side of the border is also a moored forest, with nothing but thin pillars.
After entering Chinese territory, the daylight began to shine. Mountain forests are becoming thinner, with agricultural land in front.
I’m going down the road, and I’m going faster and I’m thinking.
We met a decade ago.
I was a broker at the time, in a place like Beijing, where the snakes were mixed up with each other, making more or less of a difference.
But obviously I’m not a qualified broker. I got a bunch of import valves in advance, and I failed to bid, and I hit them in the hand.
The money for the valve was borrowed, and it was agreed to win within a month and A paid the down payment.
As a result, the failure caused by the inflow prevented me from paying my debts, and I was thrown into the house by a bunch of debt-servicers who had to use the scrap metal as collateral.
In and out of the country, millions of people lost their lives, and they still owe a debt.
I had a relative doing business in Kunming.
He told me to go to Kunming. I had the impression that Rikumi was a big town in the west, so I set out with hope for a return.
But to Kunming, it’s not what I thought. My relatives treated me as one of his little salesmen and left me at the A’s in Yukre.
A week later, I called him and asked him about his next mission, and he couldn’t even remember where I was.
I thought I’d be lucky. No one’s got enough food to feed you.
What can I say?
My relatives said that he was on a business trip, and that I had to go back to Kunming and wait for him at the company of one of his partners.
This partner is Liang Tao.
Even Quintao wasn’t from Kunming, he was a small boss. Money may not have been made much, but it is said to be well-connected. Because of his special name, like a prominent figure in the province, many said they were relatives.
He had a note in his office, said to be a handwritten by the head of the province, accompanied by a photo of the head of the province.
How do you describe her?
It’s very high, very big, very dark. Small eyes, big nose.
He likes to laugh, and his eyes are blind.
As soon as he saw me, he slapped me on my shoulder and pulled his little eyes, didn’t he, Chang?
That moment I felt warm. I nod my head, Company.
You can’t even call me Old Company. He smiles.
I told him he was a year older than me, and he said brother. Then he invited me to dinner and helped me open a room at his hotel with business connections.
I’ve had a few drinks, so I’ll talk about my relative.
Even Zhutao said that he and my relatives did work together, but my relatives were not very good at doing business, so now they are less cooperative, they are just regular.
I thought, it didn’t look like I was alone.
Turning to their own experiences, there were some similarities between the fact that one person had travelled to the field to do business, and the difficulties had finally improved.
I said I’d come back from abroad to do so-called business that has nothing to do with my profession, and I’m in debt and I don’t know when I’ll pay.
Lian Tao said that if you can do it with me, I’ll make money with you.
And it is as if We were a rain and a rain upon each other. He had no business in the business, but he had always been a trade agent.
I then suggested that he shift the focus of his business to the capital of the enterprise, one that would make good use of his connections, and the other that the capital project was heavily invested and profitable.
I said that I was in contact with a number of foreign agents because I was studying abroad, and that I could help him to contact some foreign product agents, not only because they were too high-quality, but also because they were profitable. Also, because of professional relationships, I’m more familiar with these capital operations, and I know where the joints are, and I can take less turns.
We joined together and began the implementation of the plan the next day.
After getting the business straight, even Zhutao didn’t know what relationship he was using, and I took the knife and made it into one or two water test projects. Although little money is being earned, the high rate of rapid profitability has made even Tung Ta taste sweet.
At the time he told me that because of the small profits, he had to come up with some money to make a connection, so for the time being, the two small businesses would have nothing to do with money until there was a big deal. At the same time, I was given the name of a company deputy general, and a monthly subsidy of $2,000 was given, allocating the company ‘ s resources at will.
I was in debt, I was cleaner than I was, and someone would have been grateful.
I was introduced to someone he knew – the British Empire Polytechnic Sea Quest, fluent in the English and German languages, the experience of years of capital projects, his right arm.
And I was dazzled by all kinds of condescensions, and I was dealing every day with the merchants of politics, and I didn’t know how many pounds I had to take to the upper world.
Every day, every effort is made to plan projects and to communicate with A on operational progress, in the hope of making a lot of money earlier. One is to solve his own debt, and the other is to repay the gratitude of even Quintao.
I sometimes wish that time had stayed at that stage, and that the beauty of the world would not be eroded by ugliness.
But how is that possible?
3
On Honda C70, I finally reached the old train station between Jade Creek and Kunming.
At 10:30 a.m., I stopped the trees 100 metres from the station and covered them with some artemisinin.
Lian Tao will certainly come today, as this is the last demolition and renovation project of the Lian Tao Hand. Next year he’ll retire and emigrate to Canada. It was almost impossible to find him then.
In the crowd that watched the foundational ceremony, I was staring at Lian Tao in the front. He spoke to those who were on the sidelines, and danced with his hands and feet, as if he were in control.
And the faster I walk, the closer the back of even Zhutao. I hit the hook, the steel cone in the sleeve fell on the palm, and it was cold and hard.
Ten, five, three.
And the sky was red as a fountain of blood on its neck, when it fell to the ground.
The crowd was panicking and nobody noticed me.
I went back to the woods, put my helmet on, started Honda C70, drove out of the woods on a motorcycle. No one will recognize me without a license plate, even if it’s taken under surveillance.
I tried to take a small road and flew towards the middle and old border. The motorbike speeds up to 80 kilometres, and the sound of the wind outside the helmet makes me feel so false.
Li’s dead. He’s really dead.
Can’t say what it feels like. The pleasure of revenge? No. Nervous or afraid? No. I hope he’s been dead for 10 years, and suddenly he’s really dead, and I’m just feeling empty.
I just know that she’s safe in the sky because the man who killed her finally died.
Just, it’s all weird and extraordinary.
I went back to the middle and old border after more than six hours. I found that field road that came in in the early morning, drilled into the mountains, crossed the border and headed towards the camp.
It is already the day to return to the camp.
We ate some dry grain, drank some water, lit the campfire, and finally the bandaged string came loose.
The left hand was cut off and the pain again. The pain may have stayed on the finger for reasons of numbness, but not upward. I took off the gauze, re-med, packed.
I can’t get rid of the face when I’m dying. Those little eyes never stood up like that moment, full of doubt. What was he thinking at the last minute? Will he regret his past? Nothing is known.
When it was dark, We added wood to the fire of the camp, and went to sleep with no control.
I don’t know how long I slept.
Wake up again, it’s the next afternoon.
The pain at the end of the finger seems to have abated, and perhaps just my psychological effects.
It’s been 36 hours. The last shot the fans saw on the air was when I showed my wrapped fingers in front of the camera, almost two days ago. A lot of fans left messages on the channel asking me how I was.
I was unable to respond because, as planned, there was no network in the camp.
I go back to every piece of the video I want to take from yesterday morning to tomorrow, and it should be seamless to fill the gap.
So let’s use the video we recorded last year, and after all, I’m in a state of mind where it’s hard to do this field survival without any trace.
In fact, I am not in the mood either.
I’ll pack up my backpack and the food will be enough for tomorrow at this time.
So the only thing to do is sit in the camp and wait.
It’ll be very hard 24 hours.
I kept thinking about how I wanted to film that video every year until I myself wondered where I had actually been in the camp, trying to make it happen with a broken finger.
How many years haven’t you seen Lian Tao? Fifteen or sixteen?
I don’t know if my decision was right. But whenever I think of the eyes of Shelley, I cannot stop myself from continuing.
Shellley’s not damn, damn it.
I was doing business with Lian Tao, and I felt good at first.
But I’m beginning to think that even Zen Tao is not what I thought.
Although there are many people who travel, it is easy to see that even Qingtao has no close friends. All men are asked for him, or are asked by him.
But every time he said “Old Chang, you’re my brother”, I ignored them.
I think I’m multihearted.
Liang Tao has a driver, Wang. It’s called the “old king,” but it’s a lot younger than me and Lian-tao, but it’s old and it’s a reluctant world.
But Wang is not a wise man.
He’ll make a lot of low-level mistakes. For example, the car was parked in the open parking lot on rainy night and the window was closed; the car was stomping but afraid to tell Li-tao that he had secretly repaired the car, and the invoices mixed in the reimbursement were not expected to be found by the owner.
Not exactly.
But it’s hard to make a fool of you. Every time he finds out about these things, he scolds Wang and deducts his salary for six months.
The King never leaves, although he is dissatisfied.
He said he was an incompetent fool who didn’t know what else to do when he left Lentao.
On one occasion he was asked to pick up the bride early in the morning. The Wang had just returned from a long journey the day before and, although he had not recovered, he had no choice but to do his job. I’m glad everything went well. I’ve been busy all day.
The next day, he called Wang to his office and asked him to hand over the $200 he had paid and two boxes of Chinese cigarettes.
Wang was surprised, but did.
I can see his face clearly awkward and helpless. He even smiled at me when he left the office, but it looked less good than crying.
Even Zhutao didn’t discuss this with me. Maybe in his view it’s normal. That was the first time I started thinking that maybe even Zen Tao was not the man I imagined.
However, those at the bottom of the valley still hold the lingering hope.
I always thought that me and the king were different in the eye of a man who had promised, and that was what he had promised.
That’s what he used to say in my ear again, Chang. You’re my brother.
And that’s when I learned what Murphy’s Law was — it could happen, and the last thing you wanted to do would happen.
After a formal project, Lian Tao asked me to collect a commission.
He sat behind a desk with 10,000 banknotes on it. He said Chang, it’s 300 grand profit. This project was greeted by Mr. Sun. I’ll give him $200,000. There’s 100,000 left, as we agreed, you take 5%.
He put 5,000 out of 10,000 banknotes and threw the rest to me.
Your, congratulations, Chang, he said.
I was a little confused. So you didn’t even say 5% of my contract? This profit he’s talking about is the profit of the relationship commission? So that’s how much money Sun wants?
This product I’ve been looking for, it’s been working all night, it’s got a profit of almost 30 percent, and I can only get $5,000?
I looked up at the old king standing in the corner, and he seemed to have a scoff in his eyes.
It’s like he’s saying, Chang, what’s the difference between you and me?
I’ve been trying so hard to smile, and I’ve been saying thank you so much. Put that $5,000 away. I can’t imagine why I wouldn’t laugh.
But that day I finally realized that the phrase “Old Chang, you’re my brother” was too serious for me.
It is, of course, not enough to find out that they are being exploited and used by those who are brothers.
I thought I just stepped on another piece of shit. Just find a rough, flat concrete field and clean the soles of the shoes and keep going.
But how can it be that simple?
4
Seventy-two hours after his death, I completed my field life in Laos and returned to Kunming.
I spent almost all day editing the same video of the first day of wild life as it was a year ago, repeatedly confirming that there was no sign of a gang and uploading it to the channel.
Hundreds of comments were received within one minute of publication.
Most are asking me how my fingers are.
I didn’t actually end up looking for that cut finger. It was dark, hard to find. It’s useless to find it, it can’t be frozen and stored, it’s not possible to take it back.
The important thing is that Lian Tao died.
I slept with my fans after a few words.
And in the dream and in the Zhutau’s vendetta’s vendettas came back and forth in his mind, as if it were false.
What really made me kill Leng Tao was later.
The success of several projects at the time allowed Leng Tao to taste the sweetness of this model. The project is developed by an experienced senior operational staff, who makes up the top and the bottom, making a quick difference. Because of the rigidity of the relationship, the project is well-established, profitable and highly efficient.
Who doesn’t like more money.
A relationship can be used once, twice. You can use it twice, you can use it a million times.
But there’s a problem with Pitao – he doesn’t like to split money with others. Even with those top-level relationships, he actually had a very limited share of money.
And he didn’t like to run long-line projects, just short-lines that could make profits for a month or two.
A lot of people came to work with him. That’s when I met Shelley.
In fact, my first impression of Shelley is not very good.
As soon as I entered the office of Lian Tao, I saw a young woman with a very strong air on the couch. She drew a very thick make-up with a cigarette in her hand. Lian Tao pointed to me and said that this is Zhang, who is in charge of our company, and to Zhilli, and that this is Zhi Xie of Hangzhou.
She stood up and shook my hand and showed that she was familiar with the world.
But she then sold her in her smoking position – she tried hard to grab the smoke, sip it in her mouth and spit it out.
She can’t even smoke.
She’s not very familiar with business either. It was the practice of most operators at that time to wear the title of deputy general, so as not to leave the partners too low a position to decide.
In practice, the final decision depends on the price. Many manufacturers have already negotiated a floor price with business representatives, all of which is the result of a salesman. The same is probably true of the company in Shellley.
The willingness to cooperate with Zhutao and Zhilli was not strong.
The first was that the commissions given by Zhilli were not attractive, and the second was that their products were not highly technical and therefore their value added was low. In other words, there’s no money.
But after Shellley left that day, he laughed at me and asked me, Zhang, what do you think of this woman?
I didn’t understand what he meant. I said, of course, if the profits are good.
And he said, “Damn, I ask you about her body. I’m sorry.
I look at the twisted face of Zhutao’s smile and I don’t know how to answer it.
Lian Tao is very liberal with regard to men and women.
The fact that he was married and had a teenage wife as young as he was, does not prevent him from messing around.
One of the topics I’ve often mentioned is his rich history.
According to him, all the women in the company, from the accountant to the cashier and even the female shareholders, had been involved. As for all the women out there, there’s a lot of them.
What do they like about him?
Handsome, though not easy to talk about, is pretty. There is no shortage of personal charisma for the ability to engage even with the upper leadership. With the increase in money, there is certainly no harm.
This personal and moral matter is another matter of your affection, which was not my concern.
Until Zhilli is there.
I don’t know how to respond to even Qing Tao, who asked me to evaluate Zhilli’s body.
He’s acting weird to me, Chang. Do you like her?
I said shit.
He said, “Well, then you will be responsible for her business. He said that everything was up to you, that they paid the company commission, that your own contribution was up to you, and that I’d just approve it. I’m sorry.
I thought I’d come up with something that he wouldn’t do for any reason, and he said yes with joy.
But I was a little confused by the smileful look of Zhutao.
What’s his plan?
Shelley is a simple person. So if you say you think of her as your sister, she’s really chasing after you and asking you to help her.
Lian Tao told her to let me do business with her.
So Shellley started looking for me, from discussing projects to drinking and talking. She says she doesn’t really know business. She represented the factory, where her father sent her to work, an ordinary business representative who basically knew nothing. She said she thought I was a good man and asked me to teach her.
I was thinking, if I could make the project, make the money, everything else would be fine.
In private, she’s not as good as when she first met her. The side where she relaxed her vigilance and opened her heart was actually a little girl who had never been in the world.
When she stopped making makeup, I found out that she was not very pretty, but that she had a natural, modest beauty behind a simple, open personality.
A month later, me and Shelley got as close as a buddy.
And even Qiantao saw me with Zhilli again, and it got weirder. What is he laughing at?
Many things in a person’s life are unpredictable.
I don’t know when I started falling in love with Shirley.
I never thought she’d like me.
But the sense of mutual affection is real and unexpected.
Shelley said she actually knew she was not fit to do business. She didn’t want to lie to me since she confirmed her relationship. She decided to leave the company and study at an indoor design school. She said it was her interest to be an interior designer.
There is also an important reason.
She said that Li Jintao had asked her privately. She didn’t want to talk about it. She said she didn’t make the appointment anyway. Since she had decided not to do business, there was no reason even to call her.
Even though she didn’t say it, I knew what he wanted.
But I was thinking that even Zen Tao would not be so, and that he would not know my relationship with Zhilli. I can’t believe he’s going to do that, even his brother’s girlfriend.
So I told Shelley that she had nothing to do with school.
However, the consequence of this is that the projects in operation will be stranded. Although the counterparty company could hand over the project, it would certainly not be able to catch up with the latest tender.
And even Zantao knew, but he was not angry.
He’s just noding after my report. He didn’t even look at me as if it was just a piece of shit.
I didn’t know what he really thought.
It is only then that I look back and find out that his attitude towards me has changed since then.
5
When she started falling in love, everything appeared to be calm.
I don’t see Lian Tao much except for work and travel. Although none of us are clear, I know in my heart that I and even Zintao’s window paper are long gone. He’s the boss, and I’m just a working man. The so-called “brother cloud” is nothing but a play for outsiders. Maybe now I’m worth it. He won’t kick me out.
He once said in my face to a project consultant that Chang would not leave me and that he would leave me without food.
I had to laugh and say to the consultant, “Thank you for taking me in.”
The atmosphere was once awkward, and everyone was making a joke.
But one thing happened soon.
There was a project at the time, and two suppliers came to work with Lian Ta. One of the major suppliers was of good quality, but the price was high and there was little room for profit, while the other, a small supplier, with an advantage in price, did not have the quality of the product.
But the small supplier, it’s a business genius.
Nor did they know what they had done to make them wear their clothes and to represent their products.
I strongly advised him that, of course, the product was low-priced and had great operating space, but if there were problems with use on the side of A in the future, it would not be a small matter and would not be known.
And he said, “No big deal.” In his relationship, it’s a fool to have money or not to make money without him.
Actually, I know exactly who he meant by “dumb.” The relationship was his, the company was his, and the project was his, and he was the only one who could take charge.
I thought I’d forget that I’m a nominal partner, but I’m just a working partner.
And suddenly one day, Liangtao told me that my fear was right. Making products of bad quality may cause trouble. Or do you represent another large factory for its products and then give me the power of attorney.
Liang Tao said that he had already negotiated the price with the supplier for the project and that I would do the rest. The amount promised to me was three points of contract. The total price of this single contract is about 20 million, with a three-point achievement of 600,000, which is quite tempting for me.
And there’s a clause that I could take half as a bonus if I could set the contract at more than 20 million.
I don’t know why Dao suddenly turned sex. Perhaps it was the advice of the consultants that he finally listened to, or my hard work over the past six months finally gave him some sense.
When I hesitated, he printed a letter of commitment, written the points and incentives promised to me, signed, stamped the company and gave it to me.
This is the first time ever.
More than a million points and rewards do excite me, just thinking about how to make the project work, without seeing anything else.
I was given full responsibility for the company and the project, and I signed all the contracts.
He said, Zhang, do it right. I won’t hurt you.
Three days later, I put him on the plane, and he told me before he went to the security check that Chang, the company and the project had snacks, and you were my brother and he counted on you.
I nodded your head, but I didn’t care about the weird smile on his face.
After Lian Tao left, the project began.
I spend every day at the company studying product models and pricing, and three days running for technical exchanges. Even Zhutao’s greeting through the upper floors is already on the other side of A, and it’s very kind and very good for me.
In addition to the exchange of products, the head of the A side disclosed to me the details of the products and prices of other competitors, helping me to compare strengths and weaknesses and to propose appropriate responses.
In fact, the product itself is already in the product list of the company, and price spreads, quality and technical indicators are not problematic.
All the work is focused on how to iron the project inside and outside, so as not to make people sick.
At the end of the month, the tender was held.
As expected, both price and product technology indicators are the best meeting the requirements of A. The winning mark is natural.
And under my operation, the biggest competitor was misled, giving them over four million more than the target price of 20 million. That’s more than four million, of course they won’t win. But above all, we are guaranteed the lowest bidder and have been given an additional $3 million on a $20 million basis. And these three million, I can take half as a reward, according to Lian Tao.
The day I went to the interior design school to pick up Shelley.
I told her, “Fly, we’ll get married when we get the two million.”
She laughed at me and said, “You won’t marry me without that money?”
I said, of course not, but…
She interrupted me and said that today they announced this issue at the training school, and she was elected. The school gave her a prize, an indoor design book. She was so excited she told me to go somewhere to celebrate.
It was my happiest day. I think maybe my bad luck is over and everything is going in the right direction.
Soon the contract was signed, the plant supplied the goods. When A pays the progress, even if the project ends, I can get the 2 million.
Every day of that time was bright for me.
Until he returned to his country.
Before he returned, progress payments had been made. But to get money from the company, of course, he had to sign.
I picked him up from the airport and tried to suppress my excitement.
Even Zhutao can see my joy.
He slapped me on my shoulder and said, “Congratulations!” I said where, should, you make more.
He said, “How much do I make?” You have no idea how much I’m going to take out to be good to others. I didn’t pick him up, I didn’t know what else he was thinking, and I just wanted his signed promises not to go backwards.
He said Zhang, go back to the office and give you a cut. He said we should meet someone first. It’s hard to find. He says he’s driving.
On the way, he asked me to send a message to the company’s accountant about the transfer of the information so that the accountant could make money to an account. He says it’s filial money. He had to do it first as soon as he returned home, otherwise the business would be out of hand.
I didn’t think much about it. I did what he asked for.
We went back to the company after meeting the man he wanted to see.
Lian Tao left me with an account number to receive the cut and the bonus and said that I would be given a six-month break as an incentive for the success of the project.
When the accountant had left work, he said that the transfer would take place in the morning, so he gave me $100,000 in cash and asked me to order a ticket for a vacation.
That was the last time I shook my hand with Liang Tao.
And when We were holding fast the hand of Zhutao, his gratitude was true and warm. I think that this man, despite some self-defeating problems, has kept his promise. There may have been some hidden reasons for those minor defects.
I booked two tickets and took a vacation to Hainan.
It was the last day of my life with Shelley. We had so much fun those days that we felt like the happiest people in the world.
But how happy the holidays are and how painful the next thing is.
At the end of the holiday, I was arrested.
I was arrested while returning to Kunming with Shelling. The police took me away from the airport on suspicion of commercial fraud and asked me to come to an investigation.
I watched Shelley panic and told her to calm down. I asked her to notify Liang Tao, only he could help me.
That was the last time I saw Shelley.
In the Public Security Bureau, I became aware of the consequences of this.
In the project that was previously awarded, we supplied fake goods. Problems occurred during the use, which, while not causing serious losses, constituted commercial fraud. The police came to the company and all the evidence pointed to me.
The police told me that it was my idea to identify the company that supplied the fake goods. The supplier was not the former large plant, but the product of another small plant had been branded by the large plant. The illegal proceeds have been transferred to the account number from my cell phone, which is currently unknown.
Then I met a lawyer.
I didn’t know what was going on out there in the prison, and the only person I could see was this lawyer.
The lawyer said that he would have bailed me out. Even Gita said that it was a mistake to keep me as silent as possible, and that he would take me out.
I had lost my senses at the time, and those who could not swim fell and grabbed a straw and thought they could save their lives.
Can I trust him? Do I have a choice?
Did you set me up?
Six.
The day after the launch of the Lao outdoor video.
When I woke up, I began to look at the comments, which had increased to a few hundred, and I did only a little.
The red sign of the private letter is blinking, I light.
“Although you cut it perfectly, I know what you did the other day. After that, there was a smile.
My heart was scratching.
The sender’s net is called “The Knight of the Border.” Is that a name for something or a coincidence? I couldn’t take the risk, so I answered the message.
What do you mean?
The letter was sent soon, “I want to know what it means. I’ll see you tonight at 7 p.m. You won’t call the police, will you? I’m sorry.
What the hell does he know? What do you want?
I didn’t reply. I had to meet him anyway.
The Upper Island coffee on Lime Road was opened the previous year. The renovation is somewhat outdated and the taste of coffee can only be described as ordinary, as if there was a smell of dirt.
7:00 p.m. sharp.
As soon as I pushed the door in, I saw a dark eye looking at me. A thin man with a cheek almost shrunk into his mouth.
I don’t know.
I sat on his face, looked around.
“Don’t look, I’m alone. “This man, who is clearly younger than me, cleans up and speaks two popular dialects.
I nod my head. I’m sorry.
“It’s simple, half a million mouth fees. * The man leans back and sets his legs * Although he was calm, I knew he was very nervous and had a little twitch on his face.
I can even hear his heart pounding.
“Why? I asked him, “Fifty million is always gonna buy one, right? I’m sorry.
He put down his legs and leaned forward again. Since you’re here, you know what I know, don’t you?
“Really? Tell me what you know. I’ll see if it’s worth half a million. This time I lean back.
He was a little impatient, but apparently he was pressuring to contain impatience. He consciously avoided me staring into his eyes and started to say it.
“Your video indicates that you went to Su Anteng County in Laos a few days ago and carried out a four-day field survival campaign, but in fact you used it to smuggle back to your country and murdered Lian Xiaotao at a construction site on the outskirts of Kunming City. I’m sorry.
Even the news of the death of Qin Tao has been published in the news and is well known.
“Bullshit. I said, “You made it clear that for four days, my video covered all four days and four days and four nights. How can I have time to return?” I’m sorry.
“Ha ha! He claps his hands, “You’ve made a secret, and the video is perfect, but I know it. I’m sorry.
“Know what?”
“I know you went to Lao Su Anten County last year. You’re known to be out there alone in Pummy’s mountains, and you’re even taking some video photos to support your claim. Of course, as a fan, it’s hard to question your schedule, after all, it’s too normal for a field survival expert to play. Those videos were taken before you went to Laos last year. I’m sorry.
When I didn’t speak, he laughed and said, “Of course, as I said, you actually went to Su Anten County in Laos last year. You didn’t cross the border from the port, but you smuggled in. The reason for this is, of course, not to leave an entry or exit record, and you don’t want anyone to know. I’m sorry.
I signal him to continue.
“What did you do last year in Su Anten County, Lao? “It’s simple, you’ve had a wild life in a camp.” You made a fire, set a trap, hunted some little animals for food. You’re gonna make a bow, but it didn’t work. Because of your fingers…”
He pointed his finger at my left hand.
“…was broken. Last year’s wild survival also lasted four days, and then you packed up and left. You made a video, you interacted with fans. You said that because of the poor field signal in the camp, it could not be broadcast, only recorded. But actually…
He smiled. It meant I knew it.
“You didn’t actually release this video. Because the video that was taken last year was not the purpose of your smuggling to Laos to survive in the field. Your aim is to cut this video into a video taken this year, so that you can form a complete field survival video. I’m sorry.
I was holding my chin with my right hand and smiling and listening to him.
“Yes, the field survival video you released yesterday was actually made up of two pieces of material. The first paragraph was taken this time in Laos; the last video was taken this time last year. You clip these two videos into a complete video covering four days of your field survival. In the four-day video, only the first day was actually taken this time, while the next three days were all last year. I’m sorry.
“Bullshit. I don’t like it, “You see my fingers broken on the first day, and for the next three days, there’s nothing I can do because my fingers are inconvenient. I’m sorry.
“You did break your fingers on the first day of your wild life, but you did it on purpose. You planned this last year. Last year in Laos, it pretended that the finger had been broken in order to access this year’s video. I’m sorry.
“Funny…”
“All you do is cover up your actions the next day. The following day, you crossed the jungle on a motorcycle and smuggled into the country from the Lao border. You went to the construction site on the outskirts of Kunming City, mixed up in the crowd and killed him before he was ready! I’m sorry.
When he said “kill him,” he looked me in the eye. I know he wants to see my reaction. But I blinked back to him.
About not receiving the feedback he expected, he turned his eyes back and said, “You killed him and then you went back to Laos on a motorcycle hidden in the woods. You’re going back to finish your field survival program. However, it is more important to create a record of entry from Laos. Am I right?”
I’ve had my mouth shut.
“Of course I am right,” he said, “the official entry and exit records are proof that you were not present when Ying Tao died.” I’m sorry.
“Why should I create alibis? I asked.
‘Cause you knew the police might investigate you. I’m sorry.
“Why are the police investigating me? I’m sorry.
“Because…” he seemed to think, “It doesn’t matter. Because you have animosity with Lian Tao. Good. I know what you’re doing with him. You’re avenged. I’m sorry.
I’ve been working with Lian Tao for 10 years. I was out of jail and I never saw him again. Not even Qiantao was a little boss, not to mention me. There was a long time between me and him, and no one should know but me, even Zhutao, and the dead Qerary.
How does this man know? How’d he know I had animosity with Lian Tao? How’d he know about Shirley?
Even Qing Tao has done his business by any means over the years and has offended too many people and too many rivals. Even if it were an investigation, it wasn’t my turn that fast. So, why is this guy staring at me?
“You say I’m from Laos on a motorcycle? I’m sorry.
“Yeah. Honda C70, am I right? He’s proud of himself.
I laughed.
It’s easy to guess that I used a motorcycle for smuggling, but if I could tell him what it was, he would see me. Yeah, he saw me, saw me leave the scene, saw me ride out of the woods.
I put my hands on my chest, “You’re basically right. Indeed I cut off my finger on the day I reached Laos. On the following day, they were smuggled back to the site on the outskirts of Kunming. I did stand in the crowd and watch even Zhutao die, but…”
He seemed to have had an accident with this “but” and looked up.
“I didn’t kill him. “I shrugged my shoulder.
Skinny man’s eyebrow squeezed and a little angry, “Don’t you admit it? I’m sorry.
I waved to show him calm.
“Import, stowaways, go to the site and ride back on a motorcycle in the woods after the death of Lian Tao. As you said, a video was taken last year, filled in this year’s video, forming a full video, all right. I’m sorry.
“So you didn’t admit to killing him? I’m sorry.
“I can’t admit I didn’t do anything. I’m sorry.
“All I have to do is tell the police this evidence. They’ll have a way to get you to admit it. I’m sorry.
“Ha ha…” I laughed, “You told the police that they could prove what you said. They can sue me for smuggling, but they can’t sue me for murder. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
‘Cause I really didn’t kill Lian Tao. I looked at him face to face, “I was standing in a crowd, and I watched Zhutao fall, blood sprayed everywhere, and there was no cure. But at that moment, I was three meters away from him, and I couldn’t reach him. I’m sorry.
He looked at me in the eyes of doubt, and about what I said was true.
Of course it’s true.
And I will never forget that even Zhutao fell and blood splattered, but it was not I who killed him.
7
The men in front of you don’t seem to believe me.
But he couldn’t have seen me kill him because I didn’t.
I haven’t had time to think about who killed Lian Tao. It’s not strange that you’ve been killed in the same way you’ve been acting in recent years. It’s just, why would it happen the day I tried to kill him?
But I soon figured it out.
Even Dao knows that he has offended too many people, and is therefore well-established and virtually absent from public life, except for the employment of bodyguards.
This time, he was at the site of the rehabilitation work in the suburbs because it was his last. He was somewhat paralysed by years of low-profile life and was soon to be moved out of the country, relaxing his vigilance.
I can see this little chance to kill him, and naturally someone will notice.
I looked at this man without a word.
I can’t see him. He’s changing his position.
He obviously does not know how to proceed.
“Hey,” I said to him, “I didn’t kill him, so you couldn’t have seen me kill him, could you? I’m sorry.
He didn’t talk.
“But you say, you know me, you know me. Know I left on a motorcycle, know I’m at the death scene of Lian Tao. What does that mean?”
“What does it mean? He took a glance at me with his doubts.
“It means you’re on the scene. I was staring at him.
He didn’t admit it, but his eyes were moving and he was betrayed.
“You were not only there, but you knew me. Or even if you see me, you don’t know who I am. I’m a small field survivor, but I don’t think I’m famous. I’m sorry.
“What’s the matter?” He’s become less confident, as if he was hiding something.
“What is the reason why a man who was at the scene of the death of Lian Tao saw a dead man and saw a man he did not know, but because he knew for some reason that he had had an affair with Lian Tao ten years ago, pointed out that he was the murderer? I’m sorry.
“What are you saying? I’m sorry.
“Let me ask you first, why were you there? I watched him laugh and said,
“I am…”
“You’re not part of the project, are you? I looked at him, and I said, “I know most of all that you’re not his company. You’re not a builder either. Apart from civilian workers, you’re the leader of the construction party. I’m sorry.
“I’m not. He admits.
And you recognize me. I’m sorry.
He nods his head.
“I was only known to the elders who were with him. And I’m with him on the holidays, and less people know. I haven’t had sex with him in at least 10 years, and ten years ago, “I’ll look at his face and say, “You’re about 20 years old. He’s still a hairy, right? So how do you know about me and him? How do you know I have a grudge against him? How do you know about Shellley? You…”
I was talking to him.
I can’t see him. I can’t see him.
‘Cause you’re the killer! I kept my voice down, “You killed Lian Tao! I’m sorry.
He was obviously surprised by my sudden accusations, and his body could not help it.
“I didn’t.” He cried lies. Then perhaps he realized that his voice was too loud for others to notice, and he approached me with a low voice, and said, “I did not.” I’m sorry.
“Why don’t you admit it? We said, ‘Is it not clear that you were present at the scene, that you recognized me and that I did not know you, and that you knew about me and Lian-Tao, and that I avenged Shellely?’ I’m sorry.
“What’s the point? I’m sorry.
“It means you’re being asked to kill Liang Tao! And I went on to say, “Even Quintao has barely shown up all these years because he knows that he has done too many wrongs, and is afraid that someone will harm him.” This time he appeared because it was his last item, details that could not normally be known. I know this because of insiders. I can get this, and naturally someone can. I’m sorry.
Men think.
“You know so much about me, that means someone told you about me, right? This man knows not only that I had an affair with Lien-Tao, but even that it was because of Zerqil, and those who know it, I can count it with three fingers. I’m sorry.
“So what?”
“So the man who told you these things was the one who hired you to kill him at the only opportunity that he was in public. You were hired to kill Lian Tao, and you happen to see me at the scene, in conjunction with the video I released, so you know I’m going to kill Lian Tao. So you found me and tried to blackmail me, right? Isn’t that how you make money? I’m sorry.
He looked at me like I saw it.
After a while, he suddenly relaxed, put his hands on his face and laughed.
“What are you laughing at?” I wonder.
And he smiled, and he stopped, and said, “Although most of you are right, one thing is wrong. I’m sorry.
“Oh? Tell me. I’m sorry.
“Yes, indeed I was asked to kill Lian Tao.” The man who hired me had something to do with you. I’m sorry.
“Who?” I can’t think of anyone who would know so well about me, even Tung Ta and Shelley.
“If you want to know, you have to pay for information. He said, “I tell you this secret, it’s worth it. I’m sorry.
Turns out he wanted money. No wonder he was so nervous, and now suddenly he’s relaxed. He saw that he was in control of something I wanted to know, and he asked for it.
“Money is not a problem. I said, “as long as the price is reasonable and it’s worth it. I’m sorry.
“All right. I don’t want much, or half a million. He looked at me and said, “Don’t be expensive. Let me say one thing first. Do you see if it’s worth it? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“I know that Zhilli was forced to die by Lian Tao. He’s smiling, but he probably knows it’s a sensitive subject, and he’s moving back.
I started breathing so fast, my teeth biting so hard. Although the enemy is dead, I will not mention it.
But he’s right, no one knows about this except me, Zhilli and Lian Tao. But since he mentioned it, he must know something.
“Go ahead, I promise. I’m sorry.
He’s down in various places.
“I know that even Tata made a condom for you. He lied to you about signing a large factory, but he used the product of a small factory to impersonate it, and then he planted it on you. He wanted to get high on low prices, and you had the ability to do that, and he decided to take the risk. If it works, it makes a lot of money, and if there’s a problem, you’re the scapegoat. It didn’t work out. But as he thought, he picked himself clean, and all the evidence shows that you’re the mastermind, that’s why you got caught. I’m sorry.
“I’m the client, of course I know these things better than you. You don’t want to sell me what I already know? I’m sorry.
“Of course not. Listen to me. I’m sorry.
8
He said that when he knew I was in there, she was mad to find someone to buy me, and the most important was Lian Tao. For even Zantao is rich and knows a lot of people, and if he will help explain the situation and return the compensation, then I may be taken into custody and given a lighter sentence.
But even Zhutao didn’t say yes at first.
It’s obvious that even Zhutao was prepared to respond when something happened. He first contacted a lawyer and assured me through him that he would stabilize me. Then he began to clean up the evidence of what was associated with him, and even if I were to bite him in it, he would not suffer.
Shellily left all hope to him because she knew the reason, and even Zhutao promised her.
“But the man is not human. The man laughed, “He was prepared for everything, but suddenly told Shelley that it was hard for him to help you, because it was your decision, and he knew nothing. He’s…”
I know what he’s going to say. I was afraid to hear it again, but I didn’t stop him.
“…he said to Shellley, if he wanted to get you out, he had a way. He said that he knew the senior levels of the Department of Public Prosecutions and that it would be useful to intercede. But he has one condition. I’m sorry.
I looked down at him and waited for him to say.
“He said that he was in love with Zhilli, and that if Zhilli were willing to spend the evening with him, he promised to go to the head of the Provincial Prosecutor and would be willing to pay you back. So to save you, she only promised Lian Ta, but…”
My eyes are getting sharper.
“…but even Tao slept with her without keeping his word. I’m sorry.
“You shut up! I yelled at him, and everyone in the cafe looked to me.
“You… better keep your voice down. I’m sorry.
My chest rises and my unpleasant memories flip in my head.
I was in there. I had no idea what was going on out there. I just found out that Zhilli had suddenly lost his message, and that even the lawyers who were looking for the pottery rarely appeared. By the time they were finally transferred to the Court, everything had been nailed. I disproved my confession, but I can’t prove it, and even though the lawyer is a Zhutao man, how could he help me?
I was finally sentenced to three years.
In prison, I tried so hard to find out what was going on outside, but nobody told me what was going on. I’m beginning to think that Shelley must not be willing to be with a prisoner, so don’t say goodbye.
I understand her choice, and that would be the case for anyone.
But I was wrong.
Two years later, I got out of prison ahead of time for positive reform and good performance. The first thing I’m out of is to call Shirley.
But the answer was her mother. Her mother yelled at me after she knew it was me. She said that I was not a man and that I deserved to be sentenced to death for giving my girlfriend his body in exchange for his freedom. Thanks for telling me to get the fuck out of here and never see me again.
That’s how I know what happened out there when I was inside.
Sherly fell upon him in order to ask for Qiantao, but even Qitao lied to her. Instead of being humiliated, she sought to find Liang Tao ‘ s theory and was expelled from her house by the security guards, resulting in a nervous breakdown of the road, which resulted in her being hit by an over-speed dirt truck and her immediate death.
When I was in prison, I had no information about it, and the lawyer was instructed not to tell me.
I hung up on my mom’s phone and was so angry that I was trying to find her, but I couldn’t reach him. The moment I got kicked out by security, I knew I’d have to put up with it if I wanted revenge.
“Go on.” I said to the man.
“Shellley’s dead and you’re under sentence. Even Tao thinks it’s over. He’s done too much wrong, probably nothing to him. However, the so-called turn-around is not non-reporting and the time has not yet come. I’m sorry.
“To the point. Who hired you?”
“The father of Shellley. I’m sorry.
Nice. Only him.
The man said that she had been driven out of Liang Tao that day and had given rise to suicide. She even wrote a suicide note, put it on her cell phone, and was going to send it to me and her parents. But before it comes out, the wheel dies.
It was only then that the parents of Qalqily had obtained her cell phone from her belongings and saw her suicide note. No wonder when I get out of jail, I’ll call Sharifley, and I’ll be scolded by my mother.
The parents of Shellley, although they had some connections in their homes, were in Kunming without relatives. And there’s no real evidence of this, even more so when it comes to revenge. Plus, he’s got a face in Kunming, he’s got money, he’s got no fear of an old couple.
“Then how did they find you? I asked.
“A month ago, an elder of my hometown called me. I don’t know where he found my phone or how they found out what I was doing. I’m a bad killer, but I’m only doing business in Southeast Asia. You know, an environment like this can’t be…
I nod my head.
“The elders told me that one of them had a grudge against one of them, in his own country, hoping I could help. The elders told me the story. I knew your name. I looked online and found out you were a famous blogger. You’re not only a famous blogger, but also a well-known outdoor shareholder. I’ve been thinking about it for a long time. The price they offered me was half a million, saying that I had chosen the time and place, and I just had to admit it. I’m sorry.
“Why would they blackmail me if they’d paid you, even if he was dead? I’m sorry.
He shakes his head.
What do you mean?
The man shrugged his shoulder and said: “I did not kill Lian Ta.” I’m sorry.
Not killed?
When I saw Lian Tao fall in the crowd, the carotid artery was cut and blood was fired like a fountain, which could not have been faked. Because he is a well-known local rich man, the news of his death has been published in newspapers and television news, and nobody knows.
If it wasn’t for this guy, then who?
“It’s really not me. And he said, “I have taken the task, and prepared to kill Zantha.” The family’s instructions to me were to kill people and get the tokens — cut off the little fingers and pay for them. It’s very close to the border, and I can leave immediately and never come back. I’m sorry.
“can…”
“But when I came to the scene, I only saw Zhutao fall in the crowd, and his artery was cut off from his neck, but it was not me who did it.” I’m sorry.
Unbelievable. He’s just like me.
“I saw you with a cold eye behind the pedal. You got something in your sleeve that I’ve known for years, and that’s definitely a murder weapon. So I thought you must’ve killed Lian Tao. I also know that even Quintao is rarely seen, so it is a natural coincidence that we chose the same day to do it. I’m sorry.
That’s why he blackmailed me.
If a killer has done his job and the target is a faceless celebrity in society, why not pay and disappear?
Because he didn’t even finish his job.
He noded his head and seemed to know what I was thinking.
The target is dead, but not by him. He was unable to obtain the tokens and therefore was unable to obtain the money from the family. So, if you don’t want to leave, blackmailing me, a rich outdoor brand owner, is really not the way.
Except that he didn’t think that even the death of Zhutao was not my hand.
I asked him what bank he used and he gave me a bank account in Malaysia. I immediately turned over 100,000 ringgits to him for confirmation.
He said thank you and got up and left.
I watched his skinny back disappear into the night with only one thought in mind.
Who killed Lian Tao?
I don’t know how I got back to my house, and my head was covered.
The TV’s on, I’ve changed the channel for no purpose.
Those who I knew together with Liang-tao appeared like horselights in my mind, but never thought of who they were.
I’ll take the rest of the bottle of white wine out of the fridge and drink it.
I fell asleep in half an hour.
The next day, it was 7:00 a.m., and morning news was being broadcast on one night’s television.
“… The police announced the results of the investigation into the death of a prominent businessman in the city, Lian Tao, three days ago. The site of the incident was the site of the rehabilitation project on the outskirts of the city, where the deceased was invited to attend the project opening ceremony. During the ceremony, the deceased followed the crowd to the base, whereupon he was cut in the neck and bled to death. Following an investigation, the construction party began work at the same time as the ceremony was held, and an engineering vehicle that had entered the site was moving at a faster pace, causing a sharp stone on the ground, which hit the neck of the deceased, causing an accidental death. The police have found stones embedded in the neck of the deceased, and forensic experts have restored the entire incident. The deceased was a famous local businessman…
Then I became deafened in the back, but my ears were resonating with the words of Zentao.
Zhang, you’re my brother…
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Author: North Piao
Register number: YXX13 KaDD2Fe6mdKpSNBlM
Nightmare.
Night and night: double-killing of humanity
Gu Young-il, wait!
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