My name is Chen Mo, a poor student who works at a convenience store late at night. My sister is lying in the ICU waiting for 300,000 yuan to save her life. Just when I was desperate, the second-hand mobile phone I bought on Xianyu suddenly vibrated at midnight and received an unsent text message from the person who died in the car accident half an hour ago, which contained the password for a huge sum of money. I thought this was a gift from fate. I relied on the secrets of the dead to make money crazily and solved one problem after another. Until one day, when I was about to use the money to pay for the surgery, my phone vibrated again. The sender was my sister, and the content of the text message was: "Brother, run quickly, the person behind you is not me."
