The Immortal Path

That night, as he was sound asleep, his boss suddenly called, asking him to go to the company in the middle of the night to revise the plan. He had no choice but to brave the stormy night and head out. As soon as he stepped out, a bolt of lightning that spanned the horizon struck...,The good thing is that the ancient painting has turned to ashes, and I have also cleaned up the traces. No matter how hard they try, they will never find it. By then, with no evidence, it might very well be dropped.,Is this the rhythm of someone taking the blame for me。