The Achievment Were Stolen

"What?" Upon hearing this, the foot-scratching big man looked bewildered. "No, I stayed up late writing code and died suddenly."

However, Zhouzhou stared at him for a while and made a judgment. "No, someone else killed you."

If he died from an illness, it wouldn't have happened like this. She lightly sniffed the evil energy emanating from his heart, mixed with a hint of medicinal herbs, further confirming her thoughts.

Hearing her words, the foot-scratching big man was also at a loss and muttered, "That can't be."

He remembered that he was writing code in his rental house that day, and then he suddenly passed away. When he woke up, he was already floating in the air and heard the doctor say he died from sudden death due to overwork.

Zhouzhou asked, "Which company were you working for?"

According to him, he hadn't been in contact with anyone other than his colleagues at the company during that time.