chapter 2
Over the years, he wasn’t the first person to try and buy this sentence.
Although he had offered the most so far.
But I had set a price for this sentence long ago.
Three days later, the suspense writer named You Hua returned.
He was faster than I had anticipated.
This time, he brought a bank card with five hundred thousand yuan.
He was the only person in all these years to meet my requirements.
At that moment, I realized the person I had been waiting for had finally arrived.
So, I made one more request.
“Have a meal with me. We’ll talk while we eat. This is the final condition.”
You Hua hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He lowered his head and set his phone to emergency mode.
I gave a self-deprecating smile.
It made sense; after all, I was a murderer.
Still, his sense of caution was a good start.