The back of my head was held against the cold muzzle of a gun, and my face remained the same.

Looking at the sea peak, I'm familiar with it here. I've been here many times. Below is a steep cliff. If I fall on a reef, I'll be thrown into meat paste. Even if he didn't shoot, pushing me down would kill me.

"click!"

The man of the National Security Bureau pulled the safety bolt and pushed me at the muzzle of a pistol.'You don't seem afraid of death, do you? Give you one last chance. Do you want to confess your crime truthfully?

"I haven't done it. Why should...