s injuries had taken a turn for the better. His face turned red.

The next morning. Smiling at the police station. After waiting for over an hour. The director had just arrived.

"Are my things ready?"

The director took out a ID card from his bag. This is your ID card! "

Laughing at the street in the wind, he said, "En! That's right! I am also someone with status now! "

"But you are no longer in this world!"

The latter replied with a blank look, "What do you mean?"

"Your death certificate has been registered on the national death roll. You no longer have any status!

Laughing to the wind: "I know! So I want a new identity! Agent! This is my new identity! "

"I still have things to do!" I'll be leaving first! "

Laughing to the wind, "Take care! "Bye!"

With the documents in hand, he began to calculate the next step of his plan. Bureau of Education!