Quick Travel: The beginning is Shura Field

Chapter 1588: Poor Workers Help Themselves Online (2)

Fu Boting didn't even notify the original owner, but directly pinned all the crimes on her, and then the heroine handed the evidence to the police.

The two were also afraid that the original owner would let the secret slip, so when the heroine asked the police to arrest the original owner, Fu Boting sent the original owner away on the pretext of a mission, making the original owner bear the charge of absconding for fear of crime.

The car that the original owner drove when he left was also tampered with by Fu Boting. The original owner died on the spot due to brake failure and rushed off the cliff.

Afterwards, the heroine was promoted for her meritorious service, and Fu Boting was able to transform himself into an entrepreneur with a clean slate because the original owner took all the blame. In the end, the two lived a happy and fulfilling life.

After receiving the memory, Dai Ke cursed and took out a pair of gloves from his pocket. He dragged the body out of the villa and complained: "These two are not human. The original owner worked diligently, but ended up being the scapegoat for their love. The life of a cannon fodder is also a life!"

"And what kind of rotten world is this? The male protagonist has killed someone so blatantly, and yet they haven't arrested him yet."

"Fuck, what did this guy do in his life? It stinks!"

"I can't even drink a sip of soup following the male lead. I'm exhausted every day, but in the end I get nothing. I might as well live a free life picking up trash."

Hearing Dai Ke mumbling, 005 couldn't stand it any longer [Host, why do you curse the righteous when you are doing good things, and curse the villain when you are doing villains! ]

Dai Ke was quite angry [Isn't it normal to hate what you do? ]

Dai Ke dragged the body to the door and then she remembered that she was the second in command. Why did she have to deal with the body herself?

Responding, Dai Ke put his hands on his hips and looked at the two men standing in the distance: "You two deal with this body."

"Okay, Dai."

Hearing the other party's address, Dai Ke looked down at himself. He was wearing a black windbreaker and loose black overalls. The glass reflected his neat short hair and his wheat-colored skin.

Standing in front of the glass window, Dai Ke fiddled with his hair. His thin face was slightly angular, his facial features were heroic, and his skin was slightly dark, so he looked more like a man.

Dai Ke touched the end of his eye and said with emotion, "Maybe the original owner didn't take care of her skin. There's a fine line here."

[The original owner had been exposed to the wind and sun and picking up garbage since she was a child. After she followed the male protagonist, she did hard labor every day. How could she have the time to take care of herself? Moreover, this body is already 25 years old. Isn’t it normal to have fine lines? ]

The original owner had been working beside the male protagonist since he was 16 years old. He was said to be the second in command, but in fact he was just a senior handyman.

The 9 years she spent with the male protagonist were more difficult than her first half of life.

Dai Ke sighed, wiped the blood off his gloves with a handkerchief, and picked up the gun on the sofa.

She was just about to use a clean handkerchief to wipe off the fingerprints when she suddenly remembered that Fu Boting did not seem to be wearing gloves when he fired the gun.

His eyes casually swept across the living room to confirm that there were no cameras. Dai Ke returned to the original owner's room on the first floor, took out tools from the drawer, and collected fingerprints on the gun.

Since the male protagonist wants to use her as a scapegoat, she will take the initiative to collect evidence and then report Fu Boting.

After taking the fingerprints, Dai Ke put the sealed bag into the secret compartment, turned around, went upstairs and knocked on the study door.

"Enter."

Dai Ke pushed the door open and put the gun on the table: "Master Ting, your gun."

Fu Boting put the gun into the drawer and glanced at Dai Ke's clothes with disdain in his eyes: "You will come with me to the cruise party tomorrow night. Go pick out a decent suit and ask the butler to reimburse you."

"Okay, Master."

"Go down."

Dai Ke returned to his room, opened the closet and took a look. It was all black and gray.

They were either sportswear or windbreakers, with an occasional pair of executive jackets.

I closed the cabinet door and thought that since she wanted to reimburse me, she would not be polite.

After driving to the mall and buying a lot of clothes, Dai Ke returned to the villa satisfied.

After taking a shower and lying on the bed, Dai Ke thought about the party tomorrow night.

The banquet tomorrow night is rare, so it is definitely in vain to persuade Fu Tingshen not to attend. If she wants to fulfill the original owner's wish to "change her life", she must work hard from the first meeting of the two, and it is best to avoid the male and female protagonists meeting. Dai Ke has 005's help and can easily find the drugged wine.

But just in case, Dai Ke still made an appointment with a doctor in advance and asked him to board the ship with the bodyguard team tomorrow in case of emergency.

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"Master Ting, long time no see. Your business has been growing bigger and bigger recently. I hear your name almost every day in City B!"

In the luxurious and bright banquet hall of the cruise ship, a middle-aged man with a cigar in his mouth walked in front of Fu Boting.

Fu Boting took the red wine brought by the waiter and clinked glasses with the man: "Boss Wang's business is not much less, and he has even extended his business into City A. I received a batch of goods at the dock a few days ago, and I have to say hello to you, Boss Wang!"

Mr. Wang smiled hypocritically and said, "It's all because of the ignorance of my subordinates. I will say hello to them when I get back, and Mr. Ting's goods will be released directly in the future." "Thank you very much, Mr. Wang."

Dai Ke had been staring at the wine glass in Fu Boting's hand. When he saw that he was about to drink, Dai Ke immediately said, "I've heard of Mr. Wang's name for a long time. Mr. Ting specially asked me to bring some good wine to entertain you today. I hope Mr. Wang will accept it."

Without waiting for the two men to react, Dai Ke signaled his men to bring empty wine glasses.

Looking at the red wine in his hand, President Wang looked at Fu Boting in confusion: "Master Ting, did you bring your own wine to the banquet?"

Fu Boting didn't understand what Dai Ke meant, but he had to take the initiative to smooth things over in the current situation: "I've been too busy recently. I don't have a chance to find someone to drink with even though I got some good wine. I hope Mr. Wang will do me a favor today."

Mr. Wang didn't dwell on it. After the crisp clash, he took a sip and praised, "It's really a good wine."

Without waiting for Fu Boting to speak, Dai Ke took the unopened bottle of red wine with a wink and handed it to Mr. Wang with both hands: "I have prepared it for you a long time ago. Please accept it." Mr. Wang winked at the assistant beside him, and the assistant took the gift bag from Dai Ke. Then Mr. Wang praised: "Your subordinates are really capable. Mr. Ting, you have chosen a talent."

Fu Tingshen just smiled, and when Mr. Wang left, he asked coldly, "What's wrong with you?"

Dai Ke handed the glass of wine that Fu Tingshen didn't drink to his men: "Take a tube of liquid and refrigerate it. Send it for inspection after we get off the cruise ship."

After hearing what Dai Ke said, Fu Boting realized: "Is there something in this wine?"

Dai Ke nodded and motioned Fu Boting to go to the rest area.

Sitting in the quiet lounge area, Dai Ke said, "Just now I saw the waiter add something. I have sent someone to follow the waiter. I should be able to find the person behind it."

"It's just that the other side should have someone lying in ambush at the scene. If they fail once, they will probably try again. So, Master Ting, you'd better not touch any food or drinks here."