When I woke up from the hospital, the man who controlled the underground empire said to me: "I am your lover."
I believed it—until I found a note under my pillow: "Don't believe him."
Later I found out that I was an undercover police officer and he was the target of my mission.
What's even more ironic is that he already knew my identity, yet he acted in affectionate scenes with me for three years.
And the warning note was placed by him himself.
