Thriller Night Talk

Chapter 64: Windfall-11 Don't think crooked

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Sunday, July 18.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were seated in the best first-class seats on Citi Airlines' direct flight from Fengxing City to Citi's Fort Worth International Airport.

This time, Beiquan used the identity of Dai Boqian to go to Citiland.

After confirming that Lawyer Dai really did not have the will to go to Chen Dafa's manor to inherit the billion dollars, Beiquan gave Dai Boqian an ancient coin as a talisman, and promised to let the right person help him.

The so-called full set of drama, Beiquan introduced lawyer Dai to find the host of the most famous local Taoist temple in Fengxing City, and assured that with the help of the Taoist priest, he would be able to survive this disaster safely.

Of course, in order to avoid any trouble in the future, Beiquan also deliberately moved a small "hand and foot".

He made Dai Boqian feel unwell for the next week, not serious, but inexplicably lethargic and unbearable.

In this way, lawyer Dai has to ask for leave, and then spend most of the day sleeping until Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan settle the mess on the other side of the ocean.

Then, Beiquan asked "Special Seven" to help obtain the necessary fake documents, and planned to use "Dai Boqian"'s passport and air ticket to leave the country and fly to Citiland.

Wei Fuyuan naturally questioned whether Beiquan's plan was unreliable.

In his opinion, although Beiquan and Dai Boqian were about the same height and had similar body shapes, they were far different in appearance. Not to mention face shape and facial features, the color of their pupils and hair was a big difference.

Even if the other party's legal team is all face-blind, the customs can't let you leave the country with someone else's documents, right

However, after hearing Wei Fuyuan raise this question, Beiquan just smiled and said nothing.

On the 18th, Beiquan changed into a black suit as usual, took his suitcase, black umbrella, and a large suitcase out the door.

From Wei Fuyuan's point of view, his boss was still normal, and he didn't even make any disguise to make himself look more like Dai Boqian himself.

—Okay, let me see how you pass the security check!

Wei Fuyuan complained in his heart.

The two came to the airport by car, and were led by Citi Airlines staff to the VIP room to wait for check-in, and then it was time to go through the security check and customs from the special VIP channel.

Wei Fuyuan had been waiting for Beiquan to roll over here.

But I didn't expect that the whole process of security check and exit was surprisingly smooth.

Whether it was manual inspection or machine identification, no one found that Beiquan was a fake.

The flight took off at 4:55, and the entire air journey took 13 hours and 35 minutes. It is expected to land at 4:30 local time on the 18th.

After the plane took off, Wei Fuyuan was still struggling with why Beiquan could successfully use the identity of Dai Boqian.

"Look, the pronunciation of my name is quite similar to that of Bai Qian, doesn't it?"

Seeing the confused look on his assistant's face, Beiquan joked:

"It's probably just fate."

Wei Fuyuan glared at Beiquan with a "don't fool me" expression.

"All right."

Beiquan smiled and pulled Wei Fuyuan to the dedicated washroom of the first class cabin.

The two stood in front of the mirror.

Wei Fuyuan: "!!!"

He was shocked to see that, looking in the mirror, the person standing beside him was Dai Boqian.

Wei Fuyuan couldn't believe it.

He turned his head sharply, trying to determine who was next to him.

And Beiquan was looking at him with a smile.

"This… "

Wei Fuyuan's eyes switched back and forth between the real person and the mirror.

After three times, he finally confirmed that if he looked directly with his own eyes, what he saw was Beiquan, but if he looked at it with a mirror, it was exactly what Dai Boqian looked like.

"What exactly is going on… "

"It's just a trick."

Beiquan explained:

"From when I go out today until we return to China, everyone except you will see 'I' as Dai Boqian."

He paused, then continued:

"Not just the naked eye, of course, but also mirrors, cameras or video cameras."

Wei Fuyuan: "Then why do I see you as normal?"

Beiquan replied:

"Of course it's because I used a spell on you that wasn't deceived by blindfolding."

Beiquan's attitude was too taken for granted, and Wei Fuyuan felt that he couldn't refute it.

However, Young Master Wei was still not convinced and muttered in a low voice:

"Actually, next time you do these things, you can tell me in advance..."

At seven o'clock in the evening, the flight attendant brought dinner.

First-class options for international flights are quite rich. Unfortunately, Beiquan has no appetite, so he only needs a bowl of soup, a seafood pasta and a glass of sparkling water.

After the pasta was served, Beiquan looked at his plate, forked two large prawns, and placed them on Wei Fuyuan's plate.

"Come on, I'll give you the shrimp."

Wei Fuyuan's appetite was obviously much better than Beiquan's.

He ordered everything from appetizers to desserts, and had just arrived at the pan-fried scallops with smoked salmon salad.

"What's wrong?"

Wei Fuyuan stopped eating and frowned:

"It's really not my illusion, you seem to have a bad appetite recently."

Beiquan smiled and said casually:

"Maybe it's hot."

Saying that, he rolled up a small ball of pasta with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth.

The white sauce is very rich, or it is too rich. With the spice flavors of cardamom powder and bay leaves, Beiquan only finds the taste very greasy.

However, in order not to make Wei Fuyuan suspicious, he reluctantly took a few mouthfuls and finished the small bowl of thick soup.

When the flight attendant came to collect the plate, she noticed that Beiquan hadn't finished the pasta, and hurriedly asked if the meal was unpalatable and whether he needed to prepare something else for him.

Beiquan continued to prevaricate the past with the reason of being tired in the bitter summer and not wanting to eat.

After casually dealing with dinner, Beiquan went to take a simple shower. When he came back, he had changed into his pajamas and flattened his chair, as if he was about to go to sleep.

"It's only eight o'clock!"

Wei Fuyuan was simply shocked:

"Can you sleep now?"

Beiquan opened the quilt and covered himself:

"Leave me alone, let me listen to music in peace for a while."

After speaking, he stopped talking to Wei Fuyuan, put on his earphones, and curled up into the bed.

Beiquan was actually not sleepy, but his body felt very tired.

The dark wounds left by fighting the Gu wolves are not so easy to heal.

Gu wolves are servants refined by Gu techniques, and they carry a strong sense of resentment, especially their teeth and claws.

If an ordinary person is injured by its minions, the yin qi will invade the body in an instant, and die in pain and death in the unbearable severe pain and the cold that cuts through the bone marrow.

Although Beiquan has a special physique and is a cultivator, the "poison" of the Gu wolf is not fatal to him, but it still takes a long time to completely remove it.

Beiquan estimated that now he can only exert 30% of his combat power before he was injured.

But, at this time, they encountered a difficult task...

Beiquan closed his eyes and fell asleep, actually very anxious.

He and Zhu Ling have confirmed that the ghost is indeed not in Dai Boqian or someone close to him, so the only possibility is that something went wrong with Dai Boqian's foster family when he was a child.

So now, Beiquan had to go to the other side of the ocean with Wei Fuyuan, who had no half-powers except for the light of merit and virtue, even though he was injured.

There, they didn't even have a foreign aid...

Just when Beiquan was thinking about what to do when he arrived at Citiland, he felt the lights above his head dim, and then an arm stretched over and gently pulled the quilt for him.

Beiquan turned over and looked directly at Wei Fuyuan's.

At this time, the distance between the two of them was quite close, so close that Wei Fuyuan could hear each other by simply bowing his head.

Such an ambiguous posture and too close a distance made Wei Fuyuan inevitably think of what happened when the two of them were in Xuanmen Village.

—At that time, I… kissed him.

When the three words "kissed him" came to mind, Wei Fuyuan bounced like an electric shock, and the blush spread from his forehead to the root of his neck.

"I-I just want to see if you are sleeping!"

Wei Fuyuan scratched his neck and said.

- That's not a kiss, that's not a kiss!

- That's just artificial respiration!

He kept telling himself in his heart not to think wrong, but Yu Guang couldn't help but glanced at Beiquan's face.

Probably because he was covered in the quilt for a while, Beiquan's mouth seemed to be a little rosier than usual, and the soft chestnut hair spread on the pillow, showing an inexplicable color.

- What are you thinking, he's just my boss! !

Wei Fuyuan stretched his hand under the table and pinched his thigh fiercely.

Beiquan took off his earphones and turned his head to look, only to find that Wei Fuyuan had also put down the back of his chair.

The two chairs are put together, and the middle baffle is removed, and it looks exactly like a double bed.

"Didn't you say it's still early?"

Beiquan asked:

"What, are you going to sleep too?"

"I didn't find the movie I wanted to watch, so I lay down and played with my phone for a while."

Wei Fuyuan lay down while answering.

In a sense, this is the first time the two of them have slept in the same bed.

Young Master Wei repeatedly reminded himself not to think crooked, but the two earlobes were still red as if they were about to drip blood.

Beiquan: "Oh."

Then he put on the headphones again.

Wei Fuyuan: "..."

He waited for half a minute and found that Beiquan really didn't intend to talk to him anymore, and he couldn't lie down again.

Wei Fuyuan turned to face Beiquan, raised his hand and took off the earphone on his side.

"North Spring."

Wei Fuyuan took a deep breath, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"I know you're hiding something from me."

After all, Wei Fuyuan is not really stupid. Sometimes he doesn't ask questions, it doesn't mean he really believes Beiquan's nonsense.

Beiquan also suppressed the casual expression on his face.

"I don't know why you didn't tell me."

Wei Fuyuan said word by word:

"However, sometimes, I wish you could trust me more, okay?"