The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

It was already midnight after finishing the notes, and Fu Ling explained the situation before and after, including the previous few times.Although Fu Ling is not very clear-headed about many things, when he is concerned about his own safety, he is still well prepared.

"Do you still have video records?" The policeman who took notes for him was a little surprised.

Fu Ling nodded: "Yes. One time was half a year ago, and the other time was last month. I found him at the time and said I wanted to call the police. He was crying very hard. So I didn't report it in the end, but kept the surveillance video. I didn't expect to just disappear After half a month, it reappeared."

He was very calm. Facing the two policemen alone, his only movement was to dry his mouth and drink his saliva.But in fact he was already hungry, and he was taken home by Fu Da after filming at one o'clock. He hadn't eaten lunch, and then that incident happened again, and his physical strength was exhausted.When he woke up, it was already dusk, and he planned to go out to eat a bowl of noodles with Fu Da, but he ran into the illegitimate meal again, and now he stayed at the police station until midnight. After all, he hadn't eaten for 12 hours up.

The interrogation room next door was still making a fuss, and the illegitimate meal was probably completely lost by the incident of "Fu Ling falling in love", and finally calmed down under the roar of the police.Since Fu Ling's side was well prepared, the case was not difficult to handle.

"We will investigate the monitoring of the street for further evidence collection. If it goes well, he will be fined and detained in the end. But this time there are no serious consequences, so the detention time should not be long."

Fu Ling was very worried about this: "But what if the time is too short and he comes out to take revenge on me?"

"During the detention period, we will educate him, and we will also contact his family, and keep him under strict supervision after he goes out. Your bodyguard has already handed over the mobile phone to us. We will check the photos on it after the evidence collection is over. Handling. Including his online account, we will also handle things related to you, so you don't have to worry about that."

"Excuse me, thank you."

"This is what we should do. It is our duty to protect the safety of citizens. Mr. Fu, thank you for trusting the police this time. Please report to the police in case of any situation in the future and continue to trust us."

Fu Ling nodded blankly—do you trust me...

He remembered the last time he lied at the police station and concealed Fu Da's background, and felt that he couldn't bear this sentence.

The story Zhong Lan told me rang in my ears, the woman who was sent home but died tragically.At that moment, Fu Ling regretted calling the police.

"Fu Da, what did they ask you?"

Fu University finished earlier than him, and was already waiting on the bench. When he saw him come out, he got up quickly, as if he was afraid that he would fall.

"They asked me what my name was and when did I start working as your bodyguard."

"and then?"

"Then I told the police what happened that night, and I asked them if I injured him, should I pay for it, and they said that I don't need to pay for that kind of injury."

"anything else?"

"What's more, I told them that that person is very bad and scolds brother Ling, so we must lock him up longer."

"anything else?"

"There's still... It's gone." Fu Da pondered hard, and it was true.

Fu Ling asked: "Did they ask why you are called Fu Da? Did they see that you lost your memory?"

"Well...it seems not."

"What is 'as if'? Yes or no?"

Fu Da thought about it carefully for a while, and said firmly: "No. Brother Ling, why are you asking this? Why did the police ask me about amnesia?"

This time it was Fu Ling's turn to deny it, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, no, I just think that the police usually ask very detailed questions. I'm afraid you don't know the situation, just talk nonsense."

"No, no, after they asked me to take off the mask, they let me out after asking a few questions, very quickly."

Fu Da didn't think there was anything wrong in the middle.

"They asked you to take off your mask?" Fu Ling was still worried.

"Ah."

"When?"

"Just after I went in, they told me not to wear hats and masks, so I took them off. But I listened to my brother, and put them on again immediately after I came out. Hehe."

Fortunately, it was only seen by two policemen, so those men in black should not know about it.

Only then did Fu Ling breathe a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Fu Da asked him cautiously: "Brother Ling, have you finished asking?"

"Oh, it's okay, let's go back."

"Hey, then I have something to do." Fu Da smiled cheerfully, with his left hand hidden behind his back, he didn't know what he was holding, and with his right hand, he took Fu Ling to sit on a small bench by the roadside, "Brother Ling, sit down."

Fu Ling was at a loss, "What are you doing?"

"Dangdangdang!" Fu Da finally showed what was in his left hand. It was two bowls of hot fried rice noodles. It cost ten yuan a piece at a roadside stall, but the portion was enough to fill a grown man.

Fu Ling was just hungry, so he opened the bag and started to eat, while eating, he said, "Hmph, I'm finally smart."

Fu Da was a little shy from being praised: "Well, of course, brother Ling hasn't eaten for a long time, he should be hungry."

After eating for a while, Fu Ling didn't know what to think: "No, where did you get the money?"

Fu laughed and said, "Xiaozhu gave it to me."

Zhou Xiaozhu, Fu Ling's assistant, has asked for leave these days due to family business.

"What did he give you money for?"

"Take care of brother Ling. He said that after he left, I would have to work as a bodyguard and as an assistant. It must be very tiring, so he calculated his salary for the past few days and gave it to me. .”

"Really? You still have a deal behind my back?"

Fu Dayi heard that the topic was wrong, so he quickly explained: "No, no, brother Ling, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I don't think it's a big deal, so I didn't tell you."

"Why are you so nervous? I'm not going to be angry."

Fu Ling swallowed the rice noodles in her mouth, and saw that Fu Da was still honestly carrying her share.Yes, he ordered Fu Da not to take off his mask outside, so how would he eat?

So I buckled the lunch box, tied the plastic bag, and got up.

"Ah? Brother Ling, are you full now?" Fu Da hurriedly stood up.

Fu Ling licked her lips, "It's too dry, go back and drink some water before eating."

"What are you doing? Then I'll buy you water, I have money!"

Fu Ling stopped him: "Drinks are not healthy, go back and drink boiled water."

"Oh, that's fine, then let's go!"

The two of them were one tall and one short, one wide and one narrow. It was clear that there was not much fighting, and they even walked without making any noise.But these two shadows running side by side in the dark night make people feel warm.

At the same time, the vice-captain who had just made notes for Fu Da dialed a phone number in a neighboring province:

"I'll send you a photo, and you can see if it's the person you're looking for."

The call was so brief that no one heard it.

........................

Fu Ling often said that he was of African descent, even if he went to the lottery, he was only 99.9% of the 0.1% winning rate.But that day, he managed to turn himself around, proving that the previous bad luck was all about accumulating character.

Because he met a very well-known domestic director - Zhang Shuping.

At that time, Fu Ling was holding a box lunch and telling Fu Da about the scene he was rehearsing in the afternoon, which can be said to be the most important part of his role-suicide.

Because of Fu Ling's performance in the past few days, he has gained a few acting fans in the crew, and they, along with the crowd, are guessing how Fu Ling will act in this scene.Unwillingness, desolation, regret, hatred, all kinds of villains' suicide states in TV dramas have been mentioned over and over again.

"At this time, there should be no expression on your face." Fu Ling said while gnawing on the chicken leg.

Fu Da squatted aside, "Why, brother Ling? He's about to commit suicide, how pitiful. He must hate those people to death."

Speaking of plays, Fu Ling can talk for three days and three nights:

"Ha, don't you understand?" The two sat down on a big rock in a place where there were not many people, so that it was convenient for Fu Ling to have a long speech.

"At this time, he is actually at the end of the road. He has experienced the most painful things in his life. Will he still have any emotions towards death? No.

Think about it, he was born in the palace, but he was bullied because of the humble status of his biological mother.The shadow of his childhood is the source of his distorted personality. He hates the heroine and the heroine, so he regards them as objects of revenge and tries to frame them in every possible way.

The show has been talking about how he harmed them before, but he failed every time.Even if he decides to be a person who confronts them, to be a villain, he will always be an unknown villain.In front of those big bosses, he is not worth mentioning at all.He found that his life was useless, and he failed so badly in doing bad things, which was the reason for his suicide. "

Fu Da listened quietly, only nodding his head from time to time to show that he was thinking along with his rhythm.

After Fu Ling explained the previous reasons, she came to her own conclusion:

"So, he doesn't have any emotions at this time. What hatred, what pain, he has tasted the strongest of these emotions. He was born nameless, and finally died in this unwavering way, the more peaceful , will be more moving. This is the way he should leave the most."

Fu Da's thinking ability is not very strong, so whenever Fu Ling said something about his deep understanding of the characters, he always paused for dozens of seconds before reacting.But this time, before he was amazed and praised Fu Ling, there was applause from behind the stone, and what appeared with the applause was a person who often appeared at film festival award ceremonies, but never in real life. Sounds heard in:

"--well said."