National School Prince Is A Girl

So on this day.

Originally still holding the live broadcast god of LOL in the smoke, a raised eyebrow was thrown to the fans: "There is something temporary, you need to go offline, change the day and then make an appointment."

Not just live broadcasters, but programmers with glasses and dull faces, or uncle-like uncle noodle restaurants, etc.

Their positions are different, and even different from their age and social status.

The only thing is the same icon appears on their computers!

Z.

The black capital letters lie across the center of the screen, and the black feathers fall with the special effects, like a rebirth in fire!

Many years ago, when they became hackers, they had agreed to abide by the hacker creed.

There is one of the most special.

When the Z logo appears on the computer.

Need to obey.

Few people have seen this logo appear on the computer with their own eyes.

No one knows what shape it will be.

However, everyone who is a hacker knows that when it appears, it is when they put aside their hidden identities and resume their old businesses.

Because that is their young master!

The number one young master in the hacker world!

According to people who came here, there is no need to describe the logo, because when it appeared, you would definitely recognize it at first glance.

Because it can wake up the one who sleeps deepest in your heart.

So, the stiff programmer took off his glasses and showed that beautiful face. When he lifted his left hand, he took off the black hair circle. When he raised his eyes, he was charming and charming.

Even more distracting was her finger on the keyboard, which struck fast.

It's not just her, the live broadcast god and the uncle noodle house are the same action.

Especially when the uncle in the noodle shop is typing, the high school student carrying the schoolbag is still ordering: "Uncle, come to a bowl of Chongqing small noodles and add more pepper."

"Come on!" Uncle Noodle House responded while typing the words fast.

A dozen IP addresses, like shiny lines, all gathered in the place where Bo Jiu was, after the most rigorous information processing.

Bo Jiu moved his fingers slightly, typing on the keyboard, and integrated the information analysis, and then used the code to expand the search scope by another dimension.

In other words, this time the virtual main program will be within her detection range, including those communication networks hidden in the network that dare not show up, will also be searched.

Because it is Bo Jiu led the hackers to operate together.

So when the anchor hero saw that he had broken a special firewall that was impossible to break, he could not help blowing a whistle: "Cool!"

It's not over yet.

Perhaps no one knows how fast the young master's hand speed is.

In the formation of a dense network, after successfully escaping, he went straight to the hinterland and handsomely made every hacker feel numb.

This is their carnival.

No one can understand it, but it is enough to make people bloody carnival.

The high school student who was about to meet, seeing that he hadn't met for a long time, couldn't help but got up and knocked on the cash register: "Uncle, what about noodles?"

The uncle did not speak, and the corner of his mouth seemed to bring a smile.

High school students have never seen an uncle like this, and would like to ask one more question.

Just listen to the uncle noodle restaurant gently spit out two words: "K, O."

"K, O?" The high school students frowned. They thought I let you cook the noodles. You are still playing games. Uncle, ah.

It was when the high school student just wanted to see the computer page.

Uncle Noodle House tapped on the index finger, pressed the space bar, and then looked up, it was already the usual sloppy and sloppy look: "Below Chongqing, let's put more peppers, come!"

"You ..." The high school student swallowed back what he wanted to say just now.

The high school student was no one else, it was a young man with a piercing head, and the boss of the second middle school.

This was originally a noodle restaurant opened in the middle of No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School.

He usually dangles with his old man, and really doesn't pay much attention to the specific developments on the Internet.

When he sat down again and looked up at the small screen in the store, the whole person was stunned and his head was buzzing.

It also said that those suspected of having a dispute with the deceased have ruled out the suspicion, and the deceased committed suicide.

What is a person who is suspected of having a dispute with a deceased person?

Grandma, he knows the virtue of that woman best.

I stole something, and I was ready to buy a hot search to bite people!

Fortunately, the report also said.

Fan support team of the deceased is looking for insiders.

"If there is such a person by her side, she has robbed others of the honor she deserves and enjoys the attention that his talents have brought to her, maliciously rumoring the original, if you know, we hope that you can provide corresponding evidence to us, although The adult has gone, but we will help her defend her rights and fight a lawsuit about infringement. "

After seeing this sentence, the thorn young man rushed out of the noodle shop directly and grabbed the younger brother's mobile phone.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"My phone is dead, use your things to get something."

The prickly-headed youth wanted to prove that he was too stupid to operate these things slowly, and opened WeChat, intending to tell his rival, everything, the boss of No.1, Spade Z.

Qin's family, Bo Jiu has found the inflammatory page, which is really hidden deep, even the registered address of the back-end of the website is used abroad.

However, those things still did not stop Bo Jiu's invasion.

As Qin Mo expected, everyone here witnessed a silent slaughter.

From the beginning, the deceased person was infringed, showing the appearance after the pain, which has long been recorded by video.

Section after section of the video, it seemed that the man was crushed by reality.

It seems that the more people like this, the more interesting this group of people can be.

Every day they waited for the deceased to commit suicide, but he was very tenacious.

When the last video of the deceased was sent out.

Someone proposed to commit suicide together.

Because it feels boring to live like this.

Because I think such a society is very boring.

Bo Jiu's eyes squinted heavily: "This is her purpose, and she wants people to have a large-scale collective destruction, so there will be a girl's memorial."

Originally, she would think that the great god would say something.

Unexpectedly, one mouth, he was fed a dumpling that was not so hot.

Dumplings are delicious, with a thick skin and big filling. When biting down, Bo Jiu can't wait to swallow his tongue.

Qin Mo always likes to do something for himself by feeding someone, and he put up a dumpling again, leaning his lips together and blowing it.

Bo Jiu's fingers paused, looking at the man's handsome and cold face and the man's eyelashes when blowing cold dumplings when the man was low-eyed, and his whole body was warm.

She still remembers the great god, they just arrived next door to her house, Grandpa Ann made dumplings, she was called, she would n’t take chopsticks, she could n’t spend much time in China since she was born, she used a spoon to scoop, and loved dumpling How to eat is a bit stupid.

Unlike the doll sitting next to her, even eating a dumpling is very courteous.

In the end, he couldn’t get used to her stupidity. When she couldn’t scoop up, he clipped one with chopsticks, blew it, and stuffed it into her mouth. He also said very coldly, “Stupid In this way, I really lived up to your seemingly smart face. "

Bo Jiu sometimes feels strange.

These memories only emerged a little while confirming that the Great God was her childhood pet.

It is impossible to forget anything.

In fact, Bo Jiu did not forget.

It's just that after she became Z, many things were destined to be the most precious thing, to be collected in the deepest place in the heart.

What's more, he is Qin Mo, a psychocrime profiler who catches people like her.

The second dumpling reached his lips.

Bo Jiu opened his mouth unconsciously.

It looks pretty good.

The corner of Qin Mo's mouth clearly brought out a smile.

The princess looked at this scene next to her, and was jealous of dying. Although the master fed it, she was very patient.

But it has never been so gentle.

It is true.

After seeing something in the corner of the boy's mouth, he leaned over, pressed his fingertips, and had deep eyes that made people read, so he didn't want to move away.

The two were sitting shoulder to shoulder, at this time because of Qin Mo's movement, they were very close.

Even if he was eating dumplings, Bo Jiu smelled it from the god.

The sun shone down.

Qin Mo just feeds the typing teenager with a dumpling, and then eats another one.

Both are high-valued, and the picture looks very pleasing, which made Aunt Zhang standing outside the door no more to send in.

Bo Jiu also noticed that the dumplings on that plate accounted for half of the exquisite buns, and the other half of the shape was really different.

It was just that the gods fed her with beautiful shapes, and the rest of the crooked, all entered the gods mouth.

As for those who made outrageous dumplings, it was obviously from her hands.

Bo Jiu immediately changed his expression, staring at Qin Mo and eating the fourth one, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Generally, at this time, Xiaomi, who is close to herself, would say that it is delicious to coax her overbearing president.

But the Great God always does not follow the plot.

"You ask this, do you want to listen to lies?" Qin Mo's tone was very weak, and he gave someone a dumpling.

Bo Jiu: ... She understands that dumplings should not taste too good.

In the future, if you ca n’t help but tie the god away, let ’s cook instant noodles for him, just such a cooking skill.

When Bo Jiu thought about it, she did n’t know that it was n’t that there were many dumplings with different shapes on the plate, but that Qin Mo sandwiched all the dumplings she had wrapped in her own plate. Just because she is the one who makes these dumplings.

After Qin Mo fed Bo Jiu the last dumpling, Bo Jiu also stopped his hand movements and transferred all the key evidence to her USB stick.

"Wait a moment." Qin Moxiu's long white finger pointed to the screen: "There is a problem with this post."

It is said that Bo Jiu turned his eyes to the past, and there was indeed a problem. Judging from the content of the post, this is a new memorial post.

"this is……"

Qin Mo's eyes deepened: "The next victim."

Yuluo took out his mobile phone and dialed the telephone of Huang Ju: "Someone needs you to find it. No, not this time the witness, but the next victim."

"What are you talking about? The next victim?" Huang Ju suddenly started to fight from his seat.

Qin Mo's tone was very weak, he didn't explain much, he only said five words: "Girl's memorial service."

These five words are enough for Huang Ju to understand the meaning, but he didn't expect a case that has passed, and he will continue!

This made Huang Qi feel an unprecedented chill.

"What did you find?"

"a lot of."

Huang Ju frowned: "It's a bit hard to do."

"Why is it not easy to do?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

Huang Ju grabbed his hair, as if the anger had not been eliminated: "The guy Smith has already told the media that the deceased is a suicide. If it is a serial killer case, it will be taboo to publish these things."

Qin Mo looked at the teenager who cast his eyes on him, and his emotions remained the same: "A website that recorded all the behaviors of the victim for nearly a month on this website, until she died, it was the last video, and it is certain that she was not suicide , Was intentionally murdered. You can watch the video posted on the Internet. Although they are all white medicine bottles, the medicine bottle in the police ’s hand is not the one that the victim took in the video at that time, because The size is not the same. This proves that someone replaced this evidence one step before the police arrived. If it was not murder, what evidence would be replaced? Taboo, only more people will be killed, or do you want to continue to climb up , So I know, I pretend not to know, the whitewash is too peaceful? "

"Grandma, don't give me the trick." Huang Ju flicked the table: "I was thinking about what to do."

Qin Mo's voice regained his usual indifference: "A press conference openly said how she died."

"I don't need you to say that, I also know!" Huang was still scolding the stink boy one second before the game, and he laughed the next second: "In this case, the mother doesn't have to be so painful."

Huang Ju has read messages from some online people. Li Xue's transcripts were made by the serious case team. When he heard Li Xue said, "These things have nothing to do with her. She committed suicide because of her poor mental capacity."

Huang Ju finally understood why the mother was crying.

The terrible thing is not the Internet, but the human nature that was wiped out in reality.

Even when I saw the victim ’s mother, Li Xue was still a pair: "Are n’t you just apologizing? I apologize. Your daughter is dead. You cry your daughter. Crying at me, what do you mean?"

He could not forget the mother's eyes, she looked at Li Xue, her eyes full of hate and despair.

But there is no way.

He looked at the mother ’s fingers trembling and asked him: “Is there no way? My daughter ca n’t really commit suicide. Is this what everyone thinks of her? What about the person just now? No punishment? My daughter persisted for so long, why? "

He couldn't answer at the time, as if his throat was choked.

He didn't know what to tell a mother, your daughter ... has been determined to be suicide.

Now that he can speak, he can stand up to the clothes on his body and tell the mother: "There is still a way, we will not let any executioner who harms others get away with impunity."