"The moment I pressed my fingerprint on the substitute contract, a cunning light flashed in the eldest lady's eyes."
The once arrogant Cheng family pearl turned into a fake, but the villain's voiceprint was accurately reproduced at the dark web transaction site.
The wolf-like boss Yang Mo pinched the back of her neck: "How many tails are you hiding, the little fox who is pretending to be good?"
When the memory palace collides with the criminal investigation thinking, the game within the game of the real and fake daughter suddenly collapses.
She imitated the chairman's handwriting with her weak body, and he endured dizziness and led others to decipher the encrypted ledger. The sparks of the confrontation between the two powers exploded into the shocking murder of twenty years ago.
"Now," Cheng Yaoyao slapped the evidence chain on the enemy's face, "it's time for me to hunt."
