This ghastly appearance is more horrifying than any threatening words.
The spreading blackness is yet another harbinger of death... a countdown!
"No! I'll tell! I'll tell!"
The agent, using his remaining strength, replied tremblingly:
"The sheepskin scroll... the sheepskin scroll... I hid it... hid it in the safe in the hidden compartment of the master bedroom wall of the villa..."
Faced with the brutal final choice between speaking and not speaking, the agent ultimately chose to confess for leniency.
Even though he knew that the moment he revealed the secret, he would lose his last value and couldn't escape death.
But as long as he could live a few more seconds, breathe the air of this world a little longer, smell once more... even if it was the nauseating stench of the sewer, it was still wonderful.
At this moment, the agent suddenly realized that the foul air in the sewer was actually ten thousand times sweeter than the fragrance of the Upper City.
