"No problem, let me start from the beginning… When I saw that note, a perfect plan formed in my mind, as if I had rehearsed it many times. I felt that if I put this plan into practice, the success rate of achieving my wish would be 100%."

"If I had leaked the list first, Strange would have been alarmed, so the first thing I had to do was kill Strange. Strange was secretive, but his fixed residences and routes were accurately recorded on this piece of paper. What I needed to do was confirm the authenticity of this information and hire someone to kill him."

Hearing the words "hire someone to kill him," I clearly felt the pupils of Fatty and Zoe shrink. It seemed they didn't approve of my actions.

But I ignored them and continued, "After I came to America, I spent a long time figuring out Strange's routine and finally determined his plan and actions for that day. The rest was hiring someone…"

Here, I paused, trying to avoid saying "hire someone to kill him": "You know, in America, there are many people who have gone bankrupt for various reasons. They have wives and children to support, loans to repay. Some people are on the verge of collapse and suicide. At this time, you only need to give them a little advice and then offer them a sum of money. Then, they will do whatever you want them to do."

"It's all the same as dying, except this way, they can take care of their affairs. I think they would make the so-called 'right' choice. Afterwards, I just needed to arrange the car and set the time. I specifically chose someone who was allergic to peanut butter and told him to swallow enough peanut butter to be fatal when he drove into Strange. He did a good job, and the goal was achieved."

"However, Strange didn't die. He survived by luck, which I didn't expect. Fortunately, I followed the rescue team's car at the time and confirmed where Strange was being treated. Later, I just needed to do a simple background check on the people treating and caring for Strange to know where to start. Finally, I bribed a nurse. She just needed to use an extremely small probe to unknowingly pull open the suture thread of the blood vessel when changing Strange's dressing. This was considered completing the mission. This move really caused Strange's blood vessels to burst, causing a massive hemorrhage. Until the end, no one discovered that this was a premeditated murder; they just considered it a post-operative accident."

"Oh, yes, there's one thing I haven't explained yet. After Strange was seriously injured, I released the list, which included Dodge's name. I remember it very well, but Dodge was in the rainforest at the time and easily escaped."

"Of course, assassinating Strange wasn't absolutely perfect for me. I didn't expect Strange to complete the transfer of power in such a short time. What I didn't expect even more was that Han Yu would take over the Z organization so easily."

After explaining the entire process of my plan in one breath, my throat felt a little dry, so I picked up the orange juice and took a big gulp.

Fatty, Jennifer, and Zoe were still immersed in my explanation, unable to extricate themselves for a long time. The way they looked at me also became strange. They probably never thought that someone who used to be afraid to kill a chicken could actually do something like hiring someone to kill.

After Dodge heard my words, the veins on his forehead bulged. It could be seen that he had a close relationship with Strange. He finally couldn't help but slam the table and angrily shout, "You're such a murderous and cruel person!"

Dodge's words seemed to express the feelings of Fatty and the others. Fatty and the others didn't say a word. They lowered their heads, not knowing what to say, and didn't dare to come forward to persuade me.

I crossed my arms and stared at Dodge for a while, then said calmly, "You should know what Strange did to me in that lab, right?"

After hearing my words, Dodge's anger instantly dissipated. He gaped and asked in a trembling voice, "You… you… how do you know?"

I sneered, "I not only know, but I also know that Han Yu was involved in the end. However, you don't know that Han Yu wasn't a loyal supporter of the Z organization at that time. She did me a great favor in this matter and indirectly saved you."

Fatty scratched his head, feeling that some forgotten details were gradually emerging in his mind. He recalled his last hug with Han Yu, and a word blurted out from his mind: "Hair!"

"Yes, it was that strand of hair. After you threw that strand of hair into the meteorite, I felt your danger from the other side. At the same time, I also learned what happened in that lab."

Fatty was a little confused. He asked, "How did you know so much and save us through a strand of hair?"

I shook my head and didn't plan to answer Fatty's question: "That's a long story, and it's not important. You just need to know that I have some kind of connection with the meteorite."

Fatty didn't plan to let me off the hook. He asked a new question: "Let me ask another question. This question has been bothering me for a long time. I always feel like a headless fly, trapped in circles. Please tell me the answer to this question, Shao Ye (Young Master). After you put on the iron mask in the ancient city under the desert, what exactly did you see?"

I smiled bitterly and said to Fatty, "To be honest, I also want to know. After waking up from the desert, I seem to have lost some memories. I have no impression of the ancient city under the desert at all, and I have no idea what happened there."

I stared at Fatty very sincerely, using my eyes to tell him that what I said was true.