I died, stabbed three times suddenly by a madman in the Heath Hotel, and the last thing I heard was the sound of a honking horn.
This isn't my first death, I've died four times from this madman and I haven't even met him.
I once tried not leaving the Heath Hotel early, but it didn't make any difference. When I finally seemed to have some clues, I found that I had been caught in a huge net.
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Mr. Rhodes, believe me, I will definitely help you...
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Rod, look at me, they're hopeless, you're hopeless.
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This is an era of great collapse. When the old and new orders alternate, there must be some victims, madmen, prayers, and defenders.
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When I died countless times, I vowed to find out the truth.
But when the truth was about to come to light, a horrifying truth appeared in front of me.
