Mr. Fu, your wife is hanging up again

Chapter 83 Conspiracy 3
Shi Yan raised a pair of bright eyes that seemed to hide thousands of mountains and rivers, looked over lazily, and was instantly shocked by him!Yan arrived.

The man was wearing a black slim-fit shirt, tall and slender, with thin-rimmed glasses on a handsome face, and a standard-dressed, refined scum image.

The movement of pulling the tie with the long fingers is very similar to the sick and paranoid boss who came out of the comics.

Shi Yan lowered her head shyly, her heart was pounding with nervousness, her hands and feet were so restrained that there was no place to let her go, and she even had the idea of ​​running away.

"come over."

The husky male voice is very charming.

As if being bewitched, Shi Yan walked towards him uncontrollably, walking very slowly, so slow that he couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward to wrap her waist around her, and pressed her lips against hers while bowing her head. .

His slender fingers brushed against her nightdress.

"Oh!" Shi Yan exclaimed, wanting to flinch, "Fu Linjun, I—"

He never gave her a chance to repent.

He took off his glasses, handed the temples to her lips, and let her hold them.

That way she wouldn't have a chance to speak.

The next process is very difficult to describe.

For a long time after that, Shi Yan didn't dare to think about it, anyway, he was really domineering.

But at the last moment, they did not complete the ceremony of Duke Zhou.

It was because Fu Linjun received an urgent call from Huo Nanxun, saying that Xiaosnail had been killed long ago, the news of his death had been officially confirmed, and the suspect had surrendered himself.

Fu Linjun was frightened and furious, and called to ask special assistant Ou Kai what was going on.

Why did his professional search team not know that Xiaosnail was dead?

Ou Kai was also very surprised. He was preparing to follow the old man's order these two days to produce evidence of Xiaoshao's death, but when he was about to doze off, someone handed him a pillow.

One has to suspect that there is some conspiracy in it.

"President, she is indeed dead. I'm afraid you will be sad, so I kept quiet and only told Mrs. Fu." Ou Kai went down the donkey.

As for the conspiracy, it can only be investigated slowly.

"Ou Kai, you let me down too much." The cold voice was like a cold abyss.

"President, the deceased is gone, please express your condolences." Ou Kai didn't know what to say, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I have already found out the great ps master Loliman back then, her name is Shi Yan, and she is— -beep!"

Fu Linjun hung up the phone, quickly got dressed, and when he left, he gave Shi Yan a vague look.

Loriman.

loliman.

Oh it's you.

Oh, it's not easy!
boom!
The loud closing sound of the door made Shi Yan tremble in fright, and pulled the silk quilt to cover her body.

The sound of the car starting and the wheels rubbing the ground came from downstairs. It was extremely sharp and piercing. It could be heard that he was driving in a hurry. What happened?
The blue veins on the man's forehead popped up in his mind, as if extremely angry, Shi Yan was a little worried, quickly put on a tracksuit, and ran downstairs.

"Madam, what's the matter with you?" Ade frowned and asked worriedly, "Can't you master?"

"No, Uncle De." Shi Yan didn't have time to explain too much, and chased him out in her own car.

...

"Target appears, ready."

At a three-fork intersection not far from Fu's house, there were three large trucks, canned trucks, and construction trucks coming from different directions.

They were waiting for a black Rolls Royce, to be precise, they were going to kill Fu Linjun, the owner of the luxury car.

No matter which direction he drives, it is guaranteed that he will be inevitable and must die tonight.

There is no way, someone pays a lot of money to kill him, and a car accident is the most legal way to kill someone.

(End of this chapter)