Once I had calmed down, I wiped away my tears and recounted my experiences to the police officers standing before me.

The policewoman pondered for a moment, then asked me to lure Mr. Watson into the trap.

This wasn’t difficult—knowing Mr. Watson as well as I did, I knew exactly how to do it.

A devil like Mr. Watson deserved to face justice.

So, I lied to him, telling him that the top supporter had given me a huge amount of money, and I couldn’t carry it ...