I took the phone and looked down.

What is displayed on the screen is a text message four days ago.

"I'm Natasha, and Winson seems to be looking for a new kidney source for Wendy. In case, you should dispose of the available kidney source so that even if she is found, she can't undergo surgery. Winson won't kill me, so as long as this kidney source is destroyed, Wendy will only have a dead end. Remember, we must succeed once."

I finished reading it and threw out my mobile phone.

"I didn't send it. I didn't know you were looking for a kidney source, nor did I know anything...