Jiang Si was silent for two seconds. She stared at the wad of banknotes for several seconds, then raised her eyes to look at Fu Yue quietly, and said, "How did you do it?"
Fu Yue glanced at her: "The bank account has been hacked."
Jiang Si: "..."
Jiang Si's eyes suddenly changed, she looked at Fu Yue as if she was looking at... a large golden ingot.
Jiang Si dawdled towards Fu Yue, put her arms around her neck, and said affectionately, "Oh, why didn't you say so sooner if you have the ability—"
Without Jiang Si opening her mouth, Fu Yue knew what she was thinking.
This woman wants money.
Fu Yue stretched out a long and slender finger like jade, pressed Jiang Si's shoulder and pushed her away a little bit, breaking Jiang Si's beautiful imagination with a blank face, and said: "Don't think about it, it's not the bank's money that I blackmailed." , I hacked from your account."
The implication is, don't think about it, your idea of getting rich is not realistic.
Jiang Si: "... oh!!!"
The dream of getting rich was shattered so quickly.
Fu Yue put the money in his pocket, pushed Jiang Si forward, and urged, "Hurry up and find a place to eat."
Seeing Jiang Si's half-dead look, Fu Yue pushed her forward with disgust, and said, "Look at your promise. There should be a lot of money in my account with my body, after all, I'm a killer. You shouldn't be poor anywhere."
Jiang Si's eyes lit up: "!"
Fu Yue immediately poured cold water on her: "But everything will have to wait until I recover my memory."
Jiang Si: "... oh."
***
night.
Inside a high-end hotel.
Fu Yue was sitting on the sofa, with a laptop on her lap, which was provided by the hotel. After all, she didn't have time to buy all of them, so she could only make do with it.
The light from the laptop screen was reflected on Fu Yue's face, giving off a faint blue light.
I bought a mobile phone and got a phone card.
As soon as he bought the mobile phone, Fu Yue tied Jiang Si's card to WeChat. She reported it once before, and Fu Yue remembered it clearly.
As for Jiang Si, she is now in a paralyzed mode, paralyzed on the big bed, her dark and beautiful eyes are fixed, only occasionally turning, muttering something in her mouth.
"I'm so stupid, really."
She muttered in her mouth, and occasionally laughed strangely.
It's like a neurosis.
Fu Yue took the time to glance at her, and then looked back blankly, thinking that Jiang Si was in a panic.
"Why don't you just use some of your money, don't feel bad, don't feel bad."
Fu Yue comforted Jiang Si.
Hearing this sentence, Jiang Si stood up straight and looked at Fu Yue with accusing eyes, "Of course you don't feel bad about using your money, eh!!!"
"The coffin book of my wife's marriage!"
Jiang Si: (Wealth? Wealth)
Fu Yue shook her hand and almost pressed a wrong key.
"..."
This two force.
Fu Yue: (?_?)
Jiang Si was purely a mess, and suddenly became a showman.
To put it simply, it's all about making trouble.
Fu Yue turned around resolutely, turned her back to Jiang Si, pressed her fingers on the keyboard, and typed.
Jiang Si poked her head over, "What are you doing?"
Fu Yue's eyes were fixed on the screen, for fear of missing any information.
"I'm on the FBI's wanted list."
The corners of Jiang Si's mouth twitched slightly: "What do you want to do?"
Fu Yue sat upright: "You don't know the original identity of my body, you only know that she is a killer."
"No way, I can only rely on myself."