"You want me to be your spy?"
An Sien's expression was a little confused, but her brain slowly came to her senses.
After successfully recalling the meaning of the word eyeliner, she looked at the messenger with a hint of vigilance: "You...couldn't you be a policeman?"
After saying that, An Sien hugged the bag tightly and distanced himself from the messenger with an uneasy expression.
No matter which way you look at it, for now, the closure of this store will only bring disadvantages but no benefits to An Sien.
The weekly cost of chemotherapy and targeted drugs for late-stage lung cancer is almost an astronomical figure for the 23-year-old An Sien.
If she could earn enough money from a normal part-time job, she wouldn't come here to earn such a dollar.
And even with this kind of quick money, you still have to spend all your weekly income until nothing is left in order to be able to pay for medical expenses.
When business was bad, she even had to find a part-time job during the day, with less than five hours of rest every day.
Although she hates this job from the bottom of her heart, she has no special skills and can only rely on this job to support her mother's life.
So she is very repulsive to the police, at least for now.
"Don't worry, I'm just a bounty hunter and I'm here to investigate a disappearance."
It's possible that An Sien dropped out of college because his mother became ill in the middle of college. It's obvious that he just entered society not long ago and doesn't understand many things.
The messenger silently pushed the note and signature pen to the opposite side and explained: "And even if I am a policeman, it will not affect you from continuing to work here. Anyone who dares to open a store in this business will not go bankrupt because of one or two policemen."
An Sien looked at the pen and paper blankly: "Disappearance case?"
The messenger did not explain but took out a sketch of the tattooed man: "Do you still have any impression of this man?"
An Sien took the drawing paper and her pupils tightened when she saw the man in the drawing. She was brought here in a daze by this man.
"You are not the only one he kidnapped. You are willing to stay here for your mother, but the same cannot be said for others.
They will use any means to deal with those who are unwilling to obey.
They might be trapped in the basement without water for two whole days, or they might be being abused by their trainers, or they might be being kicked and punched. "
Every time the messenger said something, An Sien's face became more ugly.
She recalled the social news she had seen, and her heart became increasingly shaken.
After much thought.
An Sien closed his eyes 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 something righteous and she wanted to contribute her share to this justice, she still chose to refuse.
An Sien did this because he was worried that his work as an informant would be discovered by the salesperson. At that time, his personal safety would be a trivial matter, and losing his main source of income would be the problem.
Without this income, let alone extending her mother's life, she could not even afford a simple funeral.
Agreeing to be the messenger might save the kidnapped girls, but to An Sien, what happened to the strangers was far less important than his own mother.
In the future, when everything is over, An Sien will sympathize, regret, and have no face to face those victims.
But for now, no matter how she feels in the future, she will remain 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 tell that An Sien was not the kind of person who was willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of justice.
It is much easier to persuade such people than those who are single-minded.
So the messenger didn't make any sense and just took out a check for 150,000 yuan and put it on the table: "If you agree to be an eyeliner, then this money will be yours."
The messenger crossed his arms and looked calm: "There is no cure for late-stage cancer. Although this is hard to hear, according to your income, your mother is currently using the most basic treatment plan. How long can she survive? One month or two Months?
This amount of money is enough to support a month even if you switch to a more advanced treatment, so your mother may be able to live for a while longer. "
An Sien was stunned by the courier's generosity. She picked up the check in disbelief and looked around, as if to check its authenticity.
But since she had never seen a check in her life, how could she tell whether it was genuine or not? She just subconsciously wanted to pick it up and take a look.
An Sien asked with grievance and sourness: "Are all bounty hunters so rich?"
She works odd jobs during the day and night shift every day. She works day and night and her monthly income is only around 20,000 yuan.
And the guy in front of him who calls himself a bounty hunter can easily sell hundreds of thousands, which is outrageous.
Sometimes the gap between people is really bigger than that between 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 under An Sien's longing eyes and said, "Write down the contact information, and the money is yours now."
Under the money offensive of the messenger, An Sien, who had no scruples, quickly picked up a pen and paper and left his contact information.
As the messenger said, there is no cure for terminal cancer, and her mother simply cannot survive that long in her current condition.
She may not be able to earn 150,000 even if she works here for two or three months.
An Sien twisted the note, but when she handed it to the messenger, she deliberately shrank her hand: "You believe my words so simply. Aren't you worried that I just made up a story to lie to you?"
An Sien knew that although he was somewhat handsome, he was not at the level of Bao Si that would make King You of Zhou make fun of the feudal lords.
She was a little curious. Logically speaking, the two of them had not met for even half an hour. Why would he choose to believe what she said unconditionally?
"You'd better tell the truth. If you think you can get away with deceiving me for 150,000 yuan, then I have nothing to say. The market price of a helpless person like you is not even 100,000 yuan." arrive."
The messenger's face was still expressionless, but the words he spoke were horrifying and contained a strong smell of blood.
"Wow, that's so scary."
An Sien pretended to be scared.
He sounds so scary, but this guy is actually cold-faced and warm-hearted, right?
An Sien thought to himself.
She was not a fool. No matter how unfamiliar she was with the bounty hunter business, she would not think that all of them were wealthy people who spent money like water.
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 different ways to help herself in order to prevent herself from having a psychological burden.
An Sien saw through it but refused to tell it off, because she needed the money very much now. In her heart, she only borrowed the money temporarily and would work hard to repay it in the future.
An Sien carefully folded the check and stuffed it into his lipstick.
Asian Union banknotes are relatively thick, and small and short lipsticks cannot hide money at all, so generally lipsticks will not be inspected, while checks are soft and flexible, and can be easily rolled up and stuffed in.
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