I am an undercover agent, ordered to infiltrate the underworld.
Before the network was confiscated, the black boss died.
I look exactly like him.
The loyal man pointed a gun at me: "Keep acting, or you will die."
From now on, I am the emperor of the underworld, taking care of his family business and taking care of his sister-in-law.
My sister-in-law is beautiful and cold, and she can tell immediately that I am a fake.
She didn't expose him, she just tested him every night and pressed forward step by step.
In front of others, I am a murderous and ruthless crazy boss.
Behind the scenes, I am an undercover policeman who is patient and restrained.
I was walking on the edge of life and death, struggling between mission and love.
Until that day, she held my collar and asked me with red eyes:
"Who are you anyway?"
Only then did I realize that I had already completely lost this substitute game.
