There are many problems in this world that money can't solve, but the problem Yang Yi is facing now can be solved with money.
If one million isn't enough, then two million, if two million isn't enough, then five million. Now that Yang Yi has money, a problem that can be solved with money isn't a problem, at least not a big one.
However, Yang Yi wasn't in a hurry. Being in a hurry would lead to being overcharged. Having money doesn't mean one should spend it recklessly, right? Why spend more if the problem can be solved with less?
So Yang Yi stood at the door Karinichenko had pointed to, waiting for Karinichenko to open the window, and then he glanced inside.
A middle-aged man around forty was looking outside with expectant eyes. His hands and feet were also locked up, but there were no bloodstains or signs of interrogation on his body.
Yang Yi stepped aside, then Brian and Zhang Yong took turns to look.
"What do you think? Are you satisfied?"
