The Monster I Was Redeemed

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"Let me be the eyeliner?"

An Sien's expression was a little confused, but her brain slowly reacted.

After successfully recalling the meaning of the word eyeliner, she looked at the messenger with a hint of vigilance: "You...couldn't it be a policeman?"

After speaking, An Sien hugged the bag tightly and distanced herself from the messenger with an uneasy look.

No matter from which aspect, at present, the closure of this store has only bad and no good for An Sien.

The weekly cost of chemotherapy and targeted drugs for advanced lung cancer is almost astronomical for 23-year-old An Sien.

If the money she earns from normal part-time work is enough, she won't come to earn this kind of money.

And even if it is this kind of quick money, all the weekly income should be filled into one of them, so that the medical expenses can be paid.

When business was not good, she even had to find another part-time job during the day, with less than five hours of rest a day.

Although she hates this job from the bottom of her heart, but she has no specialties, and now she can only rely on this job to hang her mother's life.

So she shuns the police, at least for now.

"Don't worry, I'm just a bounty hunter here to investigate a disappearance."

It is possible that An Sien dropped out of college because of her mother's illness. It was obvious that she had just entered the society and didn't understand many things.

The messenger silently pushed the note and pen to the opposite side and explained, "And even if I am a policeman, it will not affect your continuing to work here. Those who dare to open a store in this business will not close down because of one or two policemen."

An Sien stared blankly at the pen and paper: "Missing case?"

The messenger did not explain but took out the sketch of the tattooed man: "This man, do you still have any impressions?"

An Sien took the drawing paper, her pupils shrank when she saw the man on the drawing, she was brought here by this man dazed.

"He's not the only one kidnapped by you, you are willing to stay here for your mother, but not others.

to those who refuse to obey,

They make it out by any means.

They could be trapped in the basement now without a drop of water for two days, or they could be being bullied by a trainer, or they could be being punched and kicked. "

Every time the messenger said a word, the ugly look on An Sien's face deepened.

She recalled the social news she had seen, and her heart became more and more shaken.

After much thought.

An Sien closed his eyes and said with a struggling look on his face: "I'm sorry, I'm just a technician, I can't be an eyeliner."

Although she knew that the messenger was doing justice, and she wanted to contribute her own strength to this justice, she still chose to refuse.

An Sien did this just because he was worried that when the eyeliner thing was discovered by the sales, personal safety would be a trivial matter, and the loss of the main source of income would be the problem.

Without this income, let alone extending her mother's life, she couldn't even hold a simple funeral.

Promising the messenger to be an eyeliner might save the kidnapped girls, but to An Sien, the encounters of strangers are far less important than his mother.

In the future, when everything is over, An Sien will sympathize, regret, and face those victims ashamed.

But for now, no matter what her mood is in the future, she has to keep silent, even if she lives in self-blame for the rest of her life.

The messenger was right, but she...was also right.

The messenger could see that An Sien was not the kind of person who was willing to sacrifice everything for righteousness.

It is much easier for such people to persuade than those who are single-strand.

So the messenger didn't say any big reason, and directly took out a check for 150,000 yuan and put it on the table: "If you promise to do eyeliner, then the money is yours."

The messenger put his arms around his arms and looked indifferent: "There is no cure for advanced cancer. Although this is hard to hear, but according to your income, your mother is currently using the most basic treatment plan. How long can she survive? A month or so. two months?

That's enough money to cover even a higher level of therapy for a month, so your mother might live a little longer. "

An Sien was stunned by the messenger's generosity. She picked up the check in disbelief and looked left and right, as if to check the authenticity.

But she had never seen a check in her life, how could she tell if it was true or false, she just subconsciously wanted to pick it up and have a look.

An Sien asked with grievance and sourness: "Are all bounty hunters so rich?"

She works odd jobs during the day and night shifts every day, and she earns only about 20,000 a month regardless of whether she is busy day or night.

And the guy in front of him who calls himself a bounty hunter casually shoots hundreds of thousands, which is really outrageous.

Sometimes the gap between people is really bigger than people and dogs.

"This is not something you should worry about. If you agree, I will notify you on my mobile phone when we meet in the future."

The messenger picked up the check in An Sien's reluctant eyes and said, "Write down the contact information, the money is yours now."

An Sien, who had no scruples, quickly picked up the pen and paper, and left the contact information carefully.

She may not earn 150,000 if she works here for two or three months.

As the messenger said, there is no cure for the advanced stage of cancer, and her mother simply cannot survive that long in her current state.

An Sien twisted the note, and when she handed the note to the messenger, she shrank her hand on purpose: "You believe me so easily, don't you worry that I'm just making up a story to deceive you?"

She knew that although she had some good looks, she was not at the level of Bao Si that attracted Zhou You Wang's feudal lords.

An Sien was a little curious. It stands to reason that the two did not meet for half an hour. Why would he choose to believe what he said unconditionally?

"You'd better tell the truth. If you think you've lied to me for 150,000 yuan and you can still be unscathed, then I have nothing to say. For a helpless person like you, the market price is not even 100,000 yuan. arrive."

The messenger's face was still expressionless, but the words in his mouth were thoughtful and fearful, containing a strong bloody smell.

"Wow, so scary."

An Sien pretended to be afraid.

What he said was so scary, this guy is actually cold-hearted and warm-hearted, right?

An Sien thought to himself.

She is not a fool, no matter how unfamiliar she is with bounty hunters, she doesn't think that they are all big spenders.

Are you willing to spend hundreds of thousands just to find an informant?

Isn't this a joke.

In her opinion, this is just the handsome guy in front of her, taking care of her self-esteem, and trying to help herself in a different way in order not to burden herself with psychological burden.

An Sien sees it through but doesn't say it, because she needs the money very much now, and she is only borrowing the money temporarily, and she will work hard to repay it in the future.

An Sien carefully folded the check and stuffed it into the red lipstick.

The Asian Union's banknotes are relatively thick, and the small and short lipsticks can't hide money at all, so the lipsticks are generally not checked, and the checks are soft and flexible, and they are easy to be rolled up.