Anti-hero of a certain comic

“Rich people are nice”

Felicity had a Big Mac in her mouth, her cheeks bulging out, and she sighed vaguely.

There was a laptop in front of her, and the screen was divided into several screens, as if she was monitoring a certain target.

"Not only can he afford the sky-high bail, but he can also have a pool party while incarcerated."

Jealousy and envy made Felicity change beyond recognition, and she wished that the Star City Police Department's accusations would be established and Oliver Queen would be sent to Iron Mountain Prison.

Yes, the person she was monitoring was none other than Oliver Queen, who was imprisoned at home, waiting for the court to start his trial again.

The Star City Police Department installed surveillance cameras at the entrance to Quinn's mansion, across the street, including on the courtyard lawn and outdoor swimming pool.

As a major suspect, Oliver Queen wears an anklet equipped with a GPS positioning system. Once the scope of activities exceeds the Queen's mansion, he will immediately report to the Star City Police Department.

However, facing the bleak future of being imprisoned at any time, or even life imprisonment, Oliver Queen himself is extremely calm and plans to hold a carnival party in an outdoor swimming pool tonight.

The above content was all eavesdropped by Felicity hacking into the phone's microphone.

She used high-frequency sound signals from television and radio to collect ambient sounds to obtain the content of conversations in the living room of Quinn's mansion.

As for the clear picture on the computer screen, it was the surveillance camera of the Star City Police Department that was hacked.

Felicity was munching on a Big Mac while feeling anxious. She had already committed multiple crimes including illegal eavesdropping and intruding into the police department's data center.

If he was discovered and caught, he would be sent to Tieshan Prison.

"I hope the boss can protect me."

Felicity muttered. Although she was a field agent of the Sky Eye Society, she had never even met her colleagues and didn't know where the headquarters was.

It feels like joining a fraud gang. Apart from the high salary, it is not at all in line with the imagined life of an agent.

"What are you saying about me behind my back?"

Leo opened the door to the president's office. He had just concluded an important meeting on the annual financial budget.

"You get such a salary every month, but if word spreads that you eat fast food every day, people will say that I mistreat my subordinates."

Seeing the Big Mac burger and Bingkuoluo on the table, Leo couldn't help but smile.

He took out the bag behind him, which contained a crispy rice spicy tuna sushi.

"Boss, you are truly the most generous person I have ever met."

Leo, who was caught off guard by a good guy card, was speechless.

I thought to myself that I was not grateful when I paid you [-] yuan every month. I just brought you a piece of food and you became a good person.

"To be honest, boss, I feel more and more that your judgment is correct. Oliver Queen is indeed suspicious."

Felicity was eating tuna sushi without any manners and said vaguely: "He seems to be deliberately pretending to be a playboy. No matter how playboy and indulgent a rich man is, if he faces charges from the Star City Police Department, what will happen next? Everyone should be panic-stricken about the possibility of spending half their life in prison."

"But Oliver Queen is planning to throw a party and doesn't seem to be worried about police charges at all. This is very wrong."

"Miss Smoak, your speech makes me impressed by your IQ."

Leo said jokingly that Oliver Queen's behavior was indeed over-acting.

This was just to attract the attention of the outside world and confuse the Star City Police Department. Everyone knew that he held a carnival party, and then the vigilantes showed up again.

A perfect solo show to clear one's own suspicions

"Whether Oliver Queen is a vigilante or not, he is not going to jail. Moira Queen, the strong woman who single-handedly held up Queen Conglomerates,

She has contacted Star City Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center. "

Leo spread his hands with a relaxed expression on his face.

In this capital-dominated country, as long as you are willing to pay a certain price, you can be cleared of any crime.

"If I were Mrs. Queen, I would bribe leading experts in rehab, such as Ms. Pamela Spencer, who specializes in mental illness, to claim that Oliver Queen suffers from some degree of traumatic stress disorder as a way to justify his innocence. The footing of the sin debate.”

There was a faint smile on Leo's lips. It was normal for a rich man's son who had lived in isolation for five years to suddenly return to modern society and have psychological trauma or problems.

Using this reason to plead not guilty, even if the charges against Oliver Queen are proven, he will not be sent to prison, but will be transferred to a mental illness rehabilitation center.

Felicity was speechless for a moment. During this time, she had a different understanding of freedom and equality in capital society.

"Then what shall I do"

Wiping the sauce from the corner of her mouth, she glanced at the surveillance screen on the computer screen and asked immediately.

Oliver Queen looked normal. While actively preparing invitations to the party, he and his friend Tommy excitedly discussed the theme of tonight's carnival.

It was as if he was completely unaware of the worry and anxiety of his family, and aware of the difficult situation he was facing.

"Keep an eye on him, I guess the vigilante will show up tonight."

Leo smiled slightly, buttoned up his open suit, and prepared to get up and leave.

He had an important business meeting in the evening, and of course he had to leave the hard work of keeping track to Felicity.

"Boss, can you prepare a special workspace for me? It's not good to come to your office every time."

Felicity pursed her lips and couldn't help but ask this question.

Recently, everyone in the company looked at her strangely, and even a few female colleagues with outstanding figures and looks came over to ask her the secret of dressing up and applying makeup.

Felicity wants to say to this, I'm just a pitiful, weak, slovenly programmer, okay?

"You are the only member of the team for the time being. We will expand the number in the future."

Leo refused without thinking. Although every superhero has a secret base, it is a pity that he does not belong to that group.

"Don't care about worldly opinions. How can a graduate who is young and has no reputation in the industry be able to sit in the position of director of White Industrial Applied Science Department? From the moment you accept this job, you are destined to endure those malicious people. Speculation.”

Of course, Leo could guess what Felicity meant. Intrigues in the workplace are usually accompanied by rumors and slander.

Most of those who only gossip behind people's backs are mediocre and incompetent people. They can only rely on this ridiculous method to release their inner jealousy and unwillingness.

"Are you going to explain to others that when you stay in the president's office for a few hours every day, you are actually eating Big Mac burgers or tuna sushi?"

Hearing Leo's playful teasing, Felicity's cheeks puffed up and she remained silent.

Seeing the depressed look of the little follower, Leo, as the boss, sighed and comforted: "And it's not that embarrassing to be unspoken by me. Although I am not the type of Oliver Queen who is a popular lover, I am a socialite and lady in Star City. I am at the top of the list of candidates for choosing a partner.”

"In terms of current popular culture, an abstinent CEO like me should be quite popular."

Hearing Leo making fun of herself, Felicity couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The young boss's initial aloof image was finally gone.

"I'll leave this to you, please contact me if you have any questions."

Leo waved his hand. The person he was meeting in the evening was the leader of the local mafia, Frank Potinar.