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A few days ago, a stranger named Fong sent an e-mail to my official address. The message subject was “attention: ****** ***** (my full name).”
In conclusion, it was a fraudulent mail.
The story went like this.
Mr. Fong identified himself as an attorney at a law office in Kuala Lumpur and said that his late client, Damian ***** (my family name), who died on February 11, 2007, left vacant estate of $15,725,000. The bank where this huge amount was lodged had issued the attorney a notice to contact the next-of-kin to this fund or the account would be confiscated. So, he asked me to impersonate the next-of-kin of Damian *****, inherit the client’s estate and then share the amount on mutual agreed percentages with him.
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It was the oldest trick in the book: a “there is locked-in money” story. If someone accepts Mr. Fong’s offer, then he or she would be requested to deposit a certain amount of money in the bank to receive the fund of $15,725,000.
My concern for this mail was the location of the office and the day Damian died (though it must be fictitious scenario). I actually visited Kuala Lumpur on March 2007.
Many years ago, a fortune-teller told me my former incarnation as a boy in Malaysia. Though I considered this kind of former incarnation as a fantasy, I’ve felt familiar to the country since then.
I’d say that another approach might be more effective to scam me. If the attorney said that Damian had adopted me as an heir, I would send an inquiry mail.
It would be a delightful fantasy that an extended family member I had never met left a lot of money to me.