A kidnapping case.
A past.
A man who has been depressed for ten years.
"I am a person who cannot live on the stage. No one will pay a ransom for me." The man slowly exhaled the smoke, and the red dots of the cigarette became brighter or darker with his breath. "You are not tying me up for money."
"How did Gu Yun die?" Gu Lang dragged a chair and sat across from the man.
"Framed." The man took the water glass and shook off the ashes.
"Who?"
The man held the cigarette and was silent for a moment, "Me."
"Why?"
"Because I want to survive."