At last, Ma Weiguo finished writing the final line.
Trembling, he handed the thick stack of "confession" pages to Chen Lin like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.
"B-big brother... I wrote it all down. There were some smaller amounts, a few hundred thousand or a million or so, that I really can't remember..."
"Please, have mercy! Spare my life!"
Chen Lin took the hefty stack of evidence and casually leafed through it.
The shocking figures on those pages were irrefutable proof of a parasite's insatiable greed.
Then, under Ma Weiguo's hopeful yet terrified gaze, he hauled him off the ground.
"What are you doing?! I already told you everything you asked for!"
Ma Weiguo panicked instantly and struggled with all his strength.
"Hmm?"
Holding him like a chick awaiting slaughter, Chen Lin strolled toward the edge of the rooftop, a mocking smile spreading across his face.
"When did I ever say I'd let you go if you wrote it down?"
He paused, then slowly delivered the rest as the man stared at him in utter terror.
"Sorry, you interrupted me before I finished speaking."
"The second option was for you to write down the details of your corruption, and then..."
"I'd help you jump!"
"No-!!!"
Ma Weiguo let out a howl of absolute despair.
Chen Lin had already reached the edge of the rooftop.
The wind howled, whipping his clothes into a flapping frenzy.
He held Ma Weiguo beyond the railing. Beneath his feet lay a fifty-meter drop and the scattered lights of the city.
"See? Isn't this nice?"
A hint of devilish mockery tinged Chen Lin's voice.
"It's so dark out, you won't be afraid of heights at all."
"I'm sorry! I really know I was wrong! I didn't know Song Qiuya was your girlfriend!