"How could it be? How could Van Gogh promise you kidneys?"

It's not foolish. How can you promise such a thing?

The other party ignored Mu Chudi. "I care about you so much, since promised to me, that's mine, I want it today, no one can stop it."

A suspicion flashed through Mu Chudi's heart that the man did not look like a liar. Did Van Gogh really agree to this request?

But why did he promise such a request?

Want to delay and wait for police support.

Mu Chudi found another question. "Well, as long as you can tell why he promised to give you the kidney, I won't...