So he will let the fat man track.

But it turns out that it is not.

Qin Mo hung up the phone, copying his trouser pocket with one hand, and looked at the teenager's direction.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Just after almost three seconds.

He picked up his phone again and dialed a number: "Help me check my personal."

"Good captain, who do you want to check?" The fat man likes to do such things best: "Is it still about the police?"

Qin Mo's eyes are particularly deep: "No, it has nothing to do with the police, check nine."

"Who?" The fat man thought there was a problem with his ears, and all the forks for instant noodles fell off.

Qin Mo's voice did not change: "You have heard it right, check nine, start from the beginning, and tell me all the details."

"No, Captain, what the hell happened? Why did you suddenly check the spades like this?" The fat man didn't understand.

Qin Mo only gave him two words: "Go check."

The fat man is very clear, generally the captain at this time can not offend, and let him know more clearly that if this matter is not even told by the police, it must be a very important thing.

What the little spades did.

Why is the captain suddenly like this?

The fat man dared not ask again.

Because he can feel that this question is best not to ask.

At this time, the teenager has decided to use her Z identity.

Bo Jiu, her real name.

This decision was made because the time had come.

From the beginning, nine knew that once she started the hacking skills again, she would one day be doubted by the gods.

Now this day is coming.

As expected.

But she didn't want to break the relationship between her and the god.

So, there is only dragging left, how long it can be dragged.

At the very least, she has to wait for her to win the national competition before acknowledging her identity.

After regaining his identity, Bo Jiu knew his position better.

The Great God will not find her immediately.

Because of this rebirth, not many people think about it.

Thinking of this, Bo Jiu smiled a bit, it was that kind of handsome bad.

This time, will she win or the god win?

No matter who wins.

She thought she would never forget the back of the tall cypress.

Even if it is not in a trench, it is even an enemy.

She is also happy.

Because, her opponent is the three-view perfect he, not anyone else.

At that time, even Z himself was unclear.

In her world.

An opponent becomes so important, what does that mean ...

With Qin Mo's skill, no one will know what phone he received, because when he walked back, the phone was already put away, with one hand in his pocket, it would only make him feel that he was born Beautiful.

The girls looked at it and couldn't help but go to Aite's big spade.

"Seeing such a Qin God, don't you really want to kiss?"

"Speaking, my big spade is shy, and I kiss in private. In addition to pro, I can do something else! After all, my big spade prides itself on attack!

"Weakly speaking, generally only by receiving will you repeatedly emphasize that you are attacking, right?"

"In short, this is the rhythm of Xiao Suo trying to coax his boyfriend!"

"Even if it's awkward, it's like sending dog food. I want to be quiet."

The atmosphere of the cafeteria is closely related to the official micro.

Lin Feng couldn't help but finally had to finish his meal, and he would go out after pulling Yunhu.

It can be seen that what the scene will boil into ...