National School Prince Is A Girl

A loud sound!

It is the blade in Qin Mo's hand.

When flying out, he must scratch his finger.

Otherwise, no focus.

However, it is the other party's wrist that holds the gun!

"Ah!" A bitter voice sounded.

The two gunmen held their right hands, and just wanted to pick them up again.

Qin Mo's muzzle was already aimed at the tattooed man on the ground. He stood there with his long body standing, holding a gun in his left hand, and still bleeding with his fingertips when his right hand was down, but this did not affect his uniqueness. Qinggui: "Do you not want to let your boss live?"

After all, it was just two men. When he saw his boss was pointed at by a gun, his movements stayed in place.

The tattooed man gritted his teeth tightly, and even the remote control was in the other person's hand. This thing was to break his last path. Only his face was full of unwilling and full of suffocation: "You Who is it? "

Whether it is the skill of the teenager just now, or the beautiful flying knife, ordinary people simply can't get rid of it!

Their identity is not even a policeman!

The tattooed man didn't expect who he would fall into. It's important to know that over the years, he has gotten used to it and hasn't planted his heels there.

What's more, on a continent with such a poor handling efficiency, although they are a little difficult to deliver goods in terms of safety, in terms of skill and layout, as long as they are not dispatched by special forces, no one can do anything about them.

Outside the shack, Huang Ju was still worried. He could still hear the sound just now. After the gunshot, there was probably something wrong with the bug. He could only hear the screaming.

But he forgot, they have a sniper here.

After seeing everything that happened through the gun hole, the coyote calmly lowered the blocking gun: "Qin Shao grabbed the remote control. The main drug dealer has been controlled. The yellow bureau, order it."

Director Huang froze for a moment.

The first second he was still restless thinking about how to clear the crowd and minimize the harm.

This second, his mood has no way to describe how strong those two children can be in the Jedi in such a short time!

The yellow bureau did not delay time and immediately issued an order.

The members of the serious case group were divided into two groups and rushed into the simple room.

The coyote, who had originally set up the blocking gun, had already left the scene as if he had never been there.

In the off-road Land Rover, the man code-named the magician, today there is no camouflage, a military camouflage, very handsome: "Master?"

"It's okay." The coyote's answer has always been concise.

The magician pouted: "I said, can't you say a few more words, such as what happened to the young master now, do we need to follow up, or say ..."

The coyote glanced at him and interrupted: "Retreat."

"You look like this, don't want to marry a wife!"

The coyote responded to the magician's words, hesitated and decided to gossip: "Young Master is with the boy."

"Which boy?" The fat man sitting in the back of the car stood up. He didn't look up. He really couldn't see it. He in military uniform was always a little different.

The coyote swept the crowd with eyes that could only be unspeakable: "Just that boy."

Everyone understands this sentence!

The fat man stiffened his neck: "No, has the young master been so affectionate to the point of being so sad and mad, and he has a small spade for doing business ..."

The atmosphere in the car is really too quiet.

After all, none of them had thought about it. The first person who took off the order would be their BOSS, the man who is desperate and undesirable, isn't he destined to be a monk?

It was originally thought that even if the long ones were not on the starting line, at least in terms of finding a wife, they would beat BOSS.

What is the situation?

Master is really tempted?

On this side, several big masters are still lamenting the impermanence of the world.

On the other side, the viciousness of the tattooed man's eyes became more and more obvious. He insisted and asked for an answer, so that he could retaliate later!

However, he did not know that he would not have any chance to revenge in the future.

After the people in the serious case came in, they handcuffed everyone.

The tattooed man looked at Qin Mo: "Why? Dare to grab me and dare not report his name?"

Qin Mo finally gave him a glance at this time, his tone was very weak: "Will my defeat be worth my name?"

Just like this, the tattooed man's angry face is deformed!

After listening to Bo Jiu, there was only one thought, what to do, and in future fights, let the gods talk, absolutely invincible.

At this time, the tattooed man smiled coldly in his mouth: "You think you really won, so arrogant when you get the remote control, and tell your superiors, it is best to let me go immediately, otherwise it will be half an hour later. Someone has blown it to the ground. "

"What do you mean?" Huang Ju frowned.

The tattooed man's eyes were fixed on Qin Mo: "Want to know why, let this person call me grandpa first."

"You!" Huang Ju really has never seen such an arrogant criminal.

The tattooed man never really took the people here in his eyes. Even if he was caught, he knew very well that as long as he had a handle in his hand, the other party would not dare to really take him.

"Why don't you call it? Or do you think someone can remove the bombs here within half an hour?" The tattooed man was handcuffed, but he didn't take these people seriously.

Even if they have their people inside, the position of that person is even very high, what are these little myself?

To put it bluntly, the Chinese people are no different from pigs in his eyes.

However the next second.

The tattooed man's triumph came suddenly.

Not because of anything else, but because of the silver-haired teenager's chuckle: "It's just a computer remote control software, and I want the god to call you grandpa. Sure enough, every defeated man will like to dream."

Hearing the words, the tattooed man turned his head suddenly.

I saw that the teenager had disassembled the remote control and looked at him with extremely dark eyes, as if the anger was heavier than him.

But even so, the tattooed man is not completely scared: "Found it? Oh, it seems that you are not too stupid, but how did you find it, this startup software program is not something that anyone can crack."

"Is it?" Bo Jiu stood up, scanning his trousers pocket with one hand, and glanced at him, and then smiled: "It's really a shame, I just happened to be among those who could crack it."

what?

The tattooed man's face changed, and his eyes narrowed.

The first reaction is disbelief.

How could this program be done by that person.

Unless it is the top five hackers in the world, there is no way to crack it!

"Yellow man, do you have a notebook?" Bo Jiu hesitated for a long time before deciding to call the yellow man in the yellow board. He didn't call the small print in order to save face for the yellow board. After all, so many people looked at it.

Huang Ju didn't feel that the little broken boy had saved his face, he coughed heavily, and his voice was thick: "Are you sure?"

The Yellow Bureau has consideration of the Yellow Bureau. This matter is not trivial, and it cannot be decided casually.

The new psychological offender also has his plan: "This remote control is very sophisticated. My opinion is to wait for a professional person to come and talk."

"What about time?" Qin Mo said.

Let the man look over here: "Since there is no time to do it first according to the saying of the desperate, this gentleman probably does not understand, I am a psychological expert, such a person, really will say to do To, because in his eyes, human life is nothing. "

"It seems that there are still people who understand the situation." The triumph of the tattooed man's mouth widened again: "That's easy to handle."

Qin Mo didn't even look at this side, half-eyed, facing Huang Judao: "Notebook."

Huang Ju gritted his teeth: "Here's here."

The Smith expert in that suit was annoyed: "This gentleman, have you listened to me, I said ..."

"I know a little bit about psychology." Qin Mo interrupted his words: "This is China, my country, so that my first criminal came so brazenly and walked so arrogantly, you think it is possible Mr. Smith, you should not know who I am yet, but we Huaxia have a sentence, you will probably be familiar with it. "

Speaking of which, Qin Mo raised his eyes, his voice was very weak, but he slammed the hearts of the people: "If you are guilty of China, you must be far away."

Smith choked off.

The people standing around are all Chinese natives, who don't have a bloody masculinity.

How could people let go.

If you don't take a fight, I'm sorry for the clothes on them.

At this time, the yellow board also has the backbone, that is, no matter what this Mr. Smith is talking about, he will think that the other party is farting.

Smith really didn't know what to say, mainly because the other party knew who he was, and he hadn't got any news from him.

Bo Jiu glanced at the man, thinking that after returning to the Five Avenues, the first object of harassment must be Smith.

That's right, the expert in front of me, Bo Jiu knew, so far, Smith has not seen her even after seeing it, and actually said to the people in the serious case that she knows her well?

Even more incredible is that he is still in the premise of psychology.

This kid really asks for bitter taste ... Did he go back in a word?

Bo Jiu chuckled softly and took over a notebook from the serious case team.

It was such a chuckle that the tattooed man didn't know why, but he felt a bit sweaty in the palm of his hand.

Click.

I don't know what the teenager thought at this time, but he actually lit a cigarette.

Just when everyone looked over.

Bo Jiu had a new action again. The lighter with a metal face turned into another form when the boy lighted a cigarette. The USB interface was inserted into the notebook.

"This is not a lighter?" Huang Ju felt strange.

Bo Jiu handed Qin Mo a breath of smoke, and then Xie Cheng smiled: "It is a lighter, but it can be used as a USB flash drive when necessary."

Huang Ju really felt incredible. He lowered his head to look at the thing that was not visible as a USB flash drive. The delicate patterns spread into the shape of a dragon snake, giving an indescribable momentum.

I don't know where this Jiu Shao got it from?

However, this is not the time to lament these.

The most important thing is to let the remote control invade the other party's computer and destroy the other party's bomb control software, so that everything can be returned to safety.

Can this nine young man really do?

Huang Ju is a ridiculous deed of many young people.

One of the children was beaten into the hospital in order to chase the man.

Huang Ju was very upset.

Because no one knows what will happen.

Time is still moving.

This means that the danger is getting closer.

"It's useless. Do you think it's enough to just find someone who knows computers?" The tattooed man's voice just started.

Just listen to the click, the rhythmic keyboard sound, like it is used to stop his mouth, it is very fast.

The person who was almost behind the boy had no time to see what was typed on the screen, and he saw countless dialog boxes open at the same time, like what was running.

The teenager did not forget to explain while typing: "There will be traces of the other party's IP address in the program. First use the surrounding computers to help me find the other party."

"Why, how to use?" Even as the director of the serious case team, Huang Bureau has never seen anyone do this.

When the teenager lowered his eyes, when the silver hair shattered, the corners of his mouth were bent, and his teeth were exposed: "It's very simple. The speed of the computer depends on the running memory. Take all the memory together and it will be very fast ... ... Now, I found it. "

found it?

Huang Ju couldn't understand what was popping up, but there was indeed a dialog box suspended on the screen.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the teenager's fingers flying like Chopin, flying on the keyboard, and even seeing ghosts in his hands.

Like a diving eagle, nothing can stop its invasion and hunting!

However, at this time, the young man paused, his beautiful eyebrows raised upward.

Huang Ju followed a little nervously: "How?"

"The other party set up her unique firewall." Bo Jiubian typed and said: "It takes a little time to crack."

The tattooed man was standing next to him, but he had seen the storms and waves, glanced at the clock hanging on it, and then ridiculed: "Director Huang, as I said earlier, not everyone can break this program running software, but also For 24 minutes, if I were you, I would change your present idea. ",

"You don't need to change your mind." Bo Jiu took the time to raise his eyes: "This kind of firewall can be done in two minutes."

Suddenly, the tattooed man's face was green all over, his hands clenched: "Do you think you broke into the firewall, will you not be found? Do you know who is sitting there!"

"Your boss?" Bo Jiuyi smiled, and said casually: "That's really scary, but I am better at hiding, she can't find me at this level."

Huang Ju: ... Your attitude, I really can't see any fear.

The tattooed man can understand it. The teenager didn't take his words seriously. He wanted to see how long this boy can be arrogant!

Wait for being mistreated!