Elliot walked to the balcony with the kraft paper bag, opened the window a little, and lit a cigarette. Luo Yiguo, who was originally attracted by the smell of bacon, was swept away by the cold wind and immediately ran away shivering with his tail between his legs.
He was facing the coldest night of the year, and behind him was the indulging greenhouse. In his hand was a terrifying suicide note with pages all crumpled.
"I don't know who my enemies are, nor how long they have existed. They have huge organizations, huge wealth, and occupy countless high-quality resources and privileges, but they are still unwilling to be satisfied and do whatever they want, above the law. ------I suspect that these people are related to many murders, and even secretly support wanted criminals and hire murderers. "
When Elliot saw this, his hand that flicked the cigarette ashes suddenly stopped, and he couldn't help but shudder slightly.
His eyes once again scanned the line "Privately raising wanted criminals and buying murderers to kill"------In Zhou's case, the murderer who drove and killed Dong Xiaoqing was a wanted criminal. He didn't know where he got the well-made He has a false identity and makes a living by killing people and silencing them.
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