National School Prince Is A Girl

"The Huang team received a very important case two days ago, so there are very few cases in the country. Before the other party makes a case, they will leave a notice for the netizens online ..."

Leave a notice in advance?

After hearing this sentence, Qin Mo raised his thin and deep eyes.

However, Wu Zhen did not know that the teenager who was sitting on the far side playing the game also paused at the same time.

Wu Zhen's eyes only looked at Qin Mo's face: "One month ago, this person started his first action. He disclosed a person's crime on the Internet, and then in the early morning of that day, the person went from the top of the building. After falling down, the police judged it to be suicide, because the evidence showed insufficient, not only that, the IP that left the notice at the time was also a virtual IP, no one can find out his specific location, but these are not the key points, the most important thing is this picture."

While talking, Wu Zhen handed the photo to Qin Mo: "Only one sentence was written above. I came back and paid Z."

That moment.

Nobody knows.

After hearing the sentence, the boy's eyes squinted.

Bo Jiu even forgot to slide the game characters on the screen.

I'm back, pay Z?

She knows better than anyone, these words are definitely not written by Z.

Because she is Z.

A month ago, she was still busy with the Bo family.

How could it be possible to do a case.

Then the question is coming.

Who is it, pretending to be her?

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is impersonation.

First of all, it is basically consistent with her in terms of committing crimes.

The second is this message ...

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows. Was this what he wanted to do?

"Yeah!" An Yinghou whispered: "Nine, why didn't you go back to the tower, standing outside and being beaten all the time, all died."

Such a sentence.

It's not just that Bo Jiu has recovered.

Qin Mo glanced towards this side.

Immediately.

Qin Mo came over and looked down at the teenager ’s mobile phone screen, his voice was very weak, even a little casual: "What were you thinking about just now?"

At the speed of this guy's game, how could he die by playing a normal 5V5?

He has never seen him die once in the professional league.

Bo Jiu knew that if he did not find a reason, he would be doubted.

He just stood up and turned his face to his side. His thin lips were close to Qin Mo's left ear. Mysteriously: "Mo brother, you police friend won't recognize me who danced with you last night?"

When the good smell of the teenager came, it was such a sensitive place.

Qin Mo's eyes sank, and with a hard finger, he pulled the guy back into shape and raised his brow slightly: "Are you worried about this?"

"Well, everyone should worry about it." Bo Jiu smiled: "I really don't see that such a beautiful person would be a policeman."

I don't know if it was intentional. Qin Mo's figure pressed past, and his voice became very heavy: "You seem to be very resistant to the police."

"It's very contradictory." This point, Bo Jiu must be honest, after all, the great god has long seen it, and she hides it, but she seems to have something to do.

Qin Mo glanced at the boy again and straightened his body, so he copied his pants pocket and said, "Relax, she won't know that person was you last night."

"That's good." Bo Jiu blinked: "Then you continue to be intimate, I concentrate on playing heroes with my aunt."

Wen Yan, the warmth accumulated in Qin Mo's eyes, a little bit cold ...