The national school idol is a girl

Just when Qin Mo lowered his eyes.

He didn't notice that the young man singing on the stage cast his eyes wantonly on him.

No, it should be said that Bo Jiuyi was not looking at him at first, but at Ai Rui who was standing next to him.

After all, it was an old friend of hers.

But by chance, there was a handsome boy in school uniform next to her old friend. This made Bo Jiu, who had never made a mistake in singing, pause for a moment before picking up the music.

alright.

Take advantage of this moment.

It's time for her to properly prepare today's prey.

Bo Jiu swept off the stage with his guitar in hand.

At this time, Smith was already fascinated by the college student he was hooking up with, and he just wanted to be taken away as soon as possible.

He was completely unaware that the black and silver boy who passed by him would casually place a tracker on his body.

In addition, the fact that the police appeared in this place was simply off-putting to him.

Smith wanted to leave even more. He didn't know what he gave the college student to drink. He stretched out his hand and was pressed into his arms.

So, I really don't blame him for some of it.

Who makes them like taking the bait so much?

Smith walked out with half a hug.

In a place like this, no one will stop you from taking anyone away.

In addition, he himself has a ulterior motive and will definitely avoid the police's sight.

Little did he know that leaving here would be the beginning of his misfortune.

At this time, the backstage of the nightclub, the monitoring room.

Qin Mo looked at the eight screens in front of him, his handsome profile still on his face: "Speed ​​up."

The person in charge adjusted his speed.

Qin Mo didn't even move his eyes: "As fast as possible."

The person in charge paused for a moment before going to adjust it.

Ai Rui's eyes were dazzled by what he saw there. He could only see those people moving so fast. No one's eyes could bear this.

After watching it for less than a second, I couldn't help but rub my eyes.

But there was no change in Qin Mo, and it was as if those portraits could be clearly filtered and eliminated in his mind, and finally confirmed.

But this time.

No.

How could it not be.

There must be something left behind.

Qin Mo glanced again.

The so-called reasoning is to grasp the important clues.

The more successful a criminal is, the more he acts like a magician.

When you focus too much on one thing, you often overlook the most important details.

In that case, the opponent's magic is successful.

And people who watch magic will never understand what happened in the end.

Assume that z does not need any disguise at all.

Not the janitor.

Nor are the customers here.

Not even pretending to be a female college student trying to trick Smith.

Then who can z be?

Maybe he should think differently.

Such as the best view.

Qin Mo's eyes deepened and he suddenly spoke: "Go back thirty seconds and lock it."

Ari had no idea what was going on.

He paused when he saw a picture.

It was the guitar boy standing on the stage. The boy had a black feather mask on his face and a leather jacket that was so handsome. He played a good guitar song.

Ari didn't understand what the great god meant by asking people to stop on this screen.

"Go forward fifty seconds." Qin Mo ignored Ai Rui's gaze and his voice was as light as ever.

Ari opened his mouth, and just as he was about to speak, he was shocked by the scene displayed on the screen!

No, no, it can't be such a coincidence, right?