The national school idol is a girl

Why is this happening?

Qin Mo paused for a moment in his dream, then returned his gaze to the furry head in his arms.

What's even more strange is that he actually dreamed that he was talking: "If you don't get up, there will be no more milk to drink. You don't want to grow taller."

The girl who looked like a little tiger in his arms pressed her face against his neck, and her voice was a little clearer: "How should I put it, Momo, I'm taller than you, so you don't have to worry about this problem."

He seemed to have clenched his hand, and there was a surge of breath in his chest, and he reached out to pull the person away.

"Boys grow slower than girls. You don't understand this common sense?"

The little tiger shook his head: "I don't understand. I'm young and don't understand anything."

Whenever you encounter a problem, just say you are young.

In the dream, he was obviously too young and didn't have much endurance. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "Are you forcing me to throw you out through the window?"

"Momo, how many times have I told you that there are so many wonderful things in life, but you are too irritable, don't be like this, the old man is screaming." When the little tiger said this, he had to be as serious as possible.

She was so serious that Qin Mo really wanted to see who she was.

But the dream is passing.

Everywhere is chaotic and doesn't fit together at all.

When he wants to know something.

The light suddenly became brighter, and when it hit my eyes, it was a white thorn.

Qin Mo subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to block the light, but his wrist was held down.

Immediately afterwards, there was that clear and familiar voice: "Brother Mo, hold on for a while."

persist in?

Qin Mo tried to open his eyes and looked sideways at his side. The guy was holding his wrist with a moderate body temperature.

After seeing that face, Qin Mo remembered that he was still on the operating table.

"Okay." The old housekeeper seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. This operation looks very simple on the surface. It is not a brain operation after all, but there is also a meridian on the wrist, and the control of details is very strict. It is not really a top-notch doctor. The inability to perform this operation is inseparable from experience and technology.

But even so, the old housekeeper still raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

It is enough to show that this operation is not easy.

Everything returns to calm.

Qin Mo also fell into a light sleep.

Bo Jiu stood there, looking at the sleeping master, holding the operating table with one hand, tilting his handsome face, half-bending, and kissed Qin Mo's face.

Such a scene.

After the surgery.

I always feel an indescribable warmth.

When the old housekeeper took off his white medical gloves, he paused for a moment.

Probably because he knew very well that as the young master, he would not be able to master Feng Shui if he wanted to be with the young master of the Qin family.

These two people came here, including the young master who wanted to tie someone up, even if it was only for a few days, probably because she was Z.

Qin Mo wouldn't wake up for a while.

Bo Jiu took advantage of this time to communicate with Xiao Hei again.

After the Lamborghini was opened, the intelligent navigation continued the previous procedure. The first thing it did was to ask the result: "Master, how is it? Have you already captured the other party?"

"The beauty trap is a bad idea." Bo Jiu turned the steering wheel: "Brother Mo doesn't have much time here, so he must do something romantic."

Romantic?

Isn't it romantic enough to knock the other person down?

Intelligent navigation really feels that it cannot understand human thinking.

But this does not affect its coolness at all.

"Master, I just made another summary. Ninety percent of netizens think that taking medicine is the fastest."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows and said, "It's superficial. What I want is not just sleeping with the Great God."

The intelligent navigation fluctuated: "Master, with all due respect, when I said the word drug, the seat detected that your heart beat twice as fast as before, which means that you are interested in my proposal."

"Xiao Hei." Bo Jiu moved his fingers to close the navigation.

The smart navigation shouted: "Master, there was an error in my program just now, heartbeat or something. I suspect someone implanted a virus in my body, otherwise how could I make such a wrong judgment."

"Be good." Bo Jiu held the steering wheel, turned, and drove towards the long bridge, which was the direction to the dance road.

Several black people who were painting graffiti on a certain street put their things away after seeing the car, as if on guard against thieves.

Bo Jiu deliberately pressed down the car window and said hello to them.

Apparently, the black dudes didn’t appreciate that about each other.

It makes them dare not leave even if they want to, do it!

"Come on, come on, I have cigarettes here." Bo Jiu opened the car door, walked out, and lazily put his arm on the shoulder of one of the black men: "Are you brothers?"

Black man: ...Who is your brother? ?

"Well, let me get some information and calculate the price based on your industry." Bo Jiu first handed him a cigarette.

Black guys take it, after all, no one will have trouble with money.

"On the street next door, where the movie is being filmed, is there anything going on?" Bo Jiu tied up the person. Of course, what he cared about the most was Queen An's reaction and: "Have the police received any reports of missing persons recently? "

The black guy stretched out his hand and there were five of them.

Bo Jiu pressed his hand and asked him to take back one finger: "This is the correct price in the industry. If there is something more valuable, increase the price."

"Didn't you just say we are brothers?" The black guy couldn't help but fight back.

Bo Jiu looked at him and smiled: "There is a saying in our Yan country that brothers should settle accounts clearly." As she said that, she took out a few foreign currencies and stuffed them into the black guy's shirt pocket: "Tell me your news."

"Everything is normal for the filming, and the police haven't seen anyone looking for them. But there is a very strange case..." After the black guy finished speaking, he waited for this person to ask him. Generally, in this case, if the other party asks proactively, the price will definitely go up.

Who knew that the boy raised his eyebrows and said, "Not interested."

Black guy: ... Damn, my script is not like this!

"Hey, brother, wait a minute." Seeing that Bo Jiu was about to leave, the black guy stretched out his hand and grabbed the boy's wrist: "Wait a minute, this news is really worth buying, and the price is negotiable."

Bo Jiu paused and stretched out two fingers.

The black man gritted his teeth, bent the boy's fingers, and added one more: "This price can't be any cheaper."

"Okay." Bo Jiu put one hand in his trouser pocket: "Why is the case strange?"

The black man looked around: "This is internal information. I don't know if you have heard of five words."

Bo Jiu tilted his head, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, motioning him to continue.

"The girl's memorial." As soon as the black man said this.

Bo Jiu narrowed his eyes: "Tell me about it."

"The police don't know yet, but people on the street are saying that the other party can hypnotize, in order to commemorate..."

Bo Jiu listened to the black man's continuous information, and his hands in his trouser pockets became tighter and tighter.

"There is something that the police should have noticed. The targets they targeted are all Yan people."

After listening, Bo Jiu took out foreign currency and stuffed it into the black man's hand.

"Hey, more!" The black man took a look.

Bo Jiu shook her hand: "Your information is worth this price."

After that, she walked into the phone booth, still in the same way as before. Everything on this street seemed to be cast by magic.

Even if it is just an old man in a Tang suit, don't underestimate the other party.

There are many secrets, all of which are in the underworld and are not known to outsiders.

After Bo Jiu entered the warehouse, the first thing he did was to turn on the computer. After locking the case, his fingers quickly tapped the keyboard, and the light waves formed quickly entered a local area network.

Switch the fake IP, get rid of the first wave of interception, and continue to invade.

What Bo Jiu didn't expect was that the encryption level of the case would be so high.

S level.

It seems that he was afraid of causing panic, so he did this.

Bo Jiu paused there for a while, and his handsome face tilted slightly: "There must be a breakthrough."

But time must be fast.

The system here is very powerful.

If it is not fast, it will be easily discovered.

Fortunately, this is the dance, and Bo Jiu uses the most advanced equipment.

If it is an ordinary notebook, the running speed will definitely not keep up.

"Found it." Bo Jiu pressed the space bar and changed the direction of the intrusion. A dialog box popped up and countless codes kept changing. Finally, a small hole was torn open, like a magic trick. Because Bo Jiu used the other party's IP address, this would make her temporarily disappear from the defense network for five seconds. Five seconds was enough. The intrusion was completed. After getting the information. I was thinking of a way to leave. A sophisticated hacker does not simply intrude, but after intrusion, he cleans up the traces of intrusion without causing any damage. Bo Jiu tilted his head to watch the completion of the program and unplugged the USB drive in an instant. The information was viewed on another computer. Every photo showed that this was not a simple suicide. Especially one of the people, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if there was no pain at all. Bo Jiu narrowed his eyes. Then, as if he had discovered something, he enlarged the picture and locked it on the girl's arm. Pinhole? It seems that the person was still restless after escaping. Bo Jiu put away the USB drive and looked up at the time. The information would have to wait until he returned to study. It is not suitable to sneak into the police station at this time.

And... showing these things to the God should get more clues.

Bo Jiu knew very well that even if she tied him up, the God would not refuse anything related to the safety of others.

She could make the way of getting information more romantic.

Bo Jiu raised her eyes and set her sights on a row of drones on the second floor...

Dusk began to fall.

The dusk in the suburbs is always particularly beautiful.

The European-style castle is surrounded by roses and blooms with enchanting fragrance.

When Qin Mo opened his eyes, he smelled the fragrance of black tea.

The whole arm was fixed by bandages, without a single gap, and there should be nothing else inside.

Qin Mo only felt a little numb in his fingers, and everything else was normal.

However, is someone always leaving him alone on the bed? Is this a habit?

Qin Mo sat up and did not see the chain. His eyes became deeper and his fingers stroked the watch with a flash of light.

A voice came from the earphone immediately: "Master, you finally turned on the receiver, thank God!"

Facing the excitement over there, Qin Mo stood up, picked up a white shirt prepared for him, and said in a calm voice: "What's the matter?"

"Madam just asked us, where did you and Ninth Master go?" When the shadows faced this question, it was really difficult to answer.

Qin Mo stood tall and fastened the buttons on his wrists, and said in a very natural voice: "Tell Madam, someone will bring you to see your parents, and it will take a few days to go back."

Shadows:...Meet, meet the parents?

The young master of their family is probably the only one who can talk about kidnapping in such a fresh and refined way, covering his face.

Qin Mo raised his eyes and straightened his collar in the mirror: "Also, don't disturb me."

Shadows: ...Master, you are not like the resistance you had when facing the Ninth Young Master. It is too obvious to be duplicitous and so on.

Next.

Qin Mo didn't speak.

Because he was thinking about something, about the dream during the operation.

Dreams reflect a person's psychology, or are the remnants of memory and predictions.

He majored in psychology and knew all about it.

But Qin Mo didn't understand why he had such a dream.

Because when he was little, he didn't know anyone, let alone sleep with a little girl in his arms.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely just think it was a dream.

But Qin Mo is different.

In the dream he did not see the little girl's face.

This becomes an unsolvable mystery.

Who is that?

Maybe he should look into himself sometime...after all...

Qin Mo's eyes darkened a bit, and he was about to speak, at this moment.

Suddenly a voice rang out from the window, it was clear and pleasant: "Brother Mo, Brother Mo!"

It's that guy.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

Bo Jiu stood outside, holding something in his hand, and his voice became louder: "Brother Mo, come to the window and show you something interesting."

The sound really increased in volume.

In addition, Qin Mo's receiver was not turned off.

Even the shadows heard this.

They looked at each other with curious faces, what did Ninth Young Master want to show the Young Master?

Qin Mo also wanted to know. He walked to the window with long legs. When he opened the curtains, he saw a white heart-shaped pattern appearing behind the blue sky washed by the sun.

The two small drones that created this pattern used white mist ejected from dry ice to surround a heart.

Someone operating the drone was standing under the dusk and sunset. He had a slender figure, a smile on his lips, his tear stains were shining, and his silver hair was fluttering in the wind. His face was so beautiful that you couldn't take it away. Open your eyes.

At this time, she raised her head, with beautiful dark eyes, and asked him like a child: "Brother Mo, do you like the gift I gave you?"

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