Ryan nodded, exchanged a few moments with his boss, and then turned and drove away.

In the rearview mirror, he could still see the boss standing in front of the store looking at him, with a residual worry on his face.

Ryan tapped the money he handed himself, more than two thousand in total.

That's a lot.

By the time he drove home, there were a lot of police cars and police officers downstairs, and the bodies were still lying on the ground, just covered with white cloths.

And outside the cordon, several

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