The Life of A Serial Killer

"At the beginning, I did enjoy a few days of comfort. I had good food, drank good wine, wore warm clothing and even had fun with a few women." Li Fei smiled faintly, but he looked sad.

He then admitted, "But, no matter how rich I was, I knew that it wouldn't change the fact that I was a murderer. No matter where I stayed, I never felt safe. I always felt that the police would suddenly break into the house and take me away."

He shook his head. "At first, I even got in touch with some people and gave them a lot of money, as they promised to clear my name. But, in the end, those people were all quacks. Then, I wasted a lot of money on fake IDs. Also, those women who stayed with me were all eyeing my money, so I stopped visiting them!"