The national school idol is a girl

Smith was shocked by the sudden aura and couldn't even utter a word.

Bo Jiu glanced at him.

That was the last look: "I have never been white, but obviously we are different."

A swish sound!

The black cloth fell.

Bo Jiu opened the door of the Lamborghini, manually adjusted a time program, and then patted the window: "Xiao Hei, it's up to you."

"No problem, my master."

The wavy stripes of the intelligent navigation are consistent with the sudden acceleration of a sports car.

Smith had no idea where he was, everything was dark.

Bo Jiu turned sideways and stepped onto the motorcycle with his long legs. He had to divert the police cars away.

It's really fast.

Bo Jiu chuckled lightly, buckled his helmet, leaned over and rushed towards the busiest place.

The battle ax automatically hides in the night.

As for herself, when she came out, she had already blended into the crowd of people on the street.

The opera house program has begun.

A large pumpkin car appeared in the middle of the road, as well as a white horse wearing a helmet and a magician with a white dove on his hand.

The festive atmosphere is very strong.

It's like welcoming an invisible celebration.

Bo Jiu, who had already shaken off the police, still had a ticket in his hand, just like an ordinary spectator waiting to enter.

The more times like this, the more time you should let yourself enjoy a perfect opera, right?

But just when she wanted to move forward.

Suddenly the surroundings changed.

More police cars came out.

More than that.

Even her back was blocked.

This has never happened before.

When Bo Jiu raised her eyes, she could only see the slender figure not far from her. The man was still wearing a school uniform. Because of the strong light in the place, he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly.

Her natural intuition made her aware of some kind of danger, and she did not go any further.

It was her negligence that a high school student appeared next to her old friend Ari, which made her really not make any connections.

Now it seems that the other party is not simple.

I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and break out from the right, so even my steps became a little careless.

At the same time, she had turned on the communication device on her left ear.

The black earrings shimmered slightly, connecting to the signal transmitting point she had prepared long ago.

A guitar in a coffee shop.

But now it can no longer be called a guitar. It is an invisible notebook. After taking it apart, you can't see what it looked like before.

Sitting next to it was a young man wearing a pure white sweater.

Yes, it's a boy.

Nineteen-year-old Hoshino Kazuo, even when he smiles, he has the aura of Yushu Lanzhi.

With a cup of coffee in his hand, when he saw the screen light up, he pressed his Bluetooth headset: "z."

"At nine o'clock, there is a man in school uniform." Bo Jiu glanced sideways, and the surrounding terrain quickly flashed through his mind: "Help me stop him."

Hoshino's eyes moved: "I understand."

He walked towards the main road.

Hidden in the sleeve of the sweater is a timing device.

Bo Jiu casually placed something on the clown's body while he was moving.

He raised his eyes and watched the man in school uniform slowly walk in.

If you are smart enough to intercept her, you will definitely be able to pick her out from the crowd.

So she must not be surprised that the figure would come this way.

But, it's not that easy to catch her...

One more thing...