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What's happening?
It was hard for him to imagine that someone would give up their life just for fame.
"I'm curious, what's the use of being famous when you're dead?"
"You don't understand; that's the allure of this city. Everyone who comes here does it for that."
The woman exhaled her last ring of smoke and flicked the burnt-out cigarette butt over the edge of the building; the falling ember quickly vanished from her line of sight.
But that made her even more determined.
"To get it, people are willing to pay any price, their soul, body, or even their life. I've already tried many methods; now it's time to take another step forward."
Her gaze softened a lot, "I just happen to be tired too."
From the woman's account, the famous detective Song Lan could roughly guess her experiences in District Four.
Like countless dream chasers, she had followed the trail of her dreams to this dazzling city, dreaming every day of her "ten minutes" of fame.
