National School Prince Is A Girl

Bo Jiu touched the bridge of his nose: "The captain of a special force, an expert in psychological crime, Du Miao of Qin family, grandson of An's."

This layer by layer relationship.

Let the old housekeeper feel the brain pain more and more: "Is that home I know?"

"That's the home." Bo Jiu sat on the chair: "Beer has money, so I'm so passive."

The old housekeeper looked at the young master's lonely look, thinking that the other party took Joe, put his hand back, and spit out a word: "Tied."

At the same time, Anshi Annex.

A blonde with a hawk-nose nose walked in.

At the age of thirty-seven or eight, it is just that the American people will look more mature than the Chinese people of the same age.

He was dressed casually, but walked with the wind. Although he was informal, he was also educated. He entered the hall and took off his hat: "Is Qin here?"

Seeing the person coming, the housekeeper was in a daze for a moment, and then returned to elegance: "The young master is in the study."

The man was very popular, after all, if Qin came back, he would definitely be able to help him solve the case on hand.

The wooden door of the study was opened, and Qin Mo raised his eyes. He thought he would see a teenager who was about to come back, but he did not expect to see an old friend.

"You're so anxious, you shouldn't just come and send me a document." Qin Mo sat with his legs together, and put the pen in his hand on the table.

The person who came was not someone else. It was Steven, a very well-known investigator of the FBI. He sat on the chair: "Qin, I have encountered a very difficult case that needs your help."

Qin Mo stood up, then took a newspaper from the coffee table, opened it and looked at it twice.

Steven couldn't sit still: "Qin, I'm serious. This case is really weird, it ..."

"The criminal will hypnotize." Qin Mo's voice interrupted him very quietly. Junmei still said: "The scene of the crime was destroyed. Your direction of detection is not right."

Steven's eyes startled: "Have you seen the crime scene? How is this possible!"

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pressed the back of the newspaper with his fingertips: "Here, in the serial suicide case, some people are questioning whether there is a murderer, and the photos were taken with the accompanying media."

"That's it." Steven's body was not as tight as before: "I thought you had any special features, and you can still see the case here in China."

Qin Mo is still reading the photos in the newspaper, his voice is not fast or slow: "Do you know why hypnotists can succeed, because they not only divert people's attention, but also understand the psychology of ordinary people to a certain extent, no The news must be known only when you arrive at the scene. "

Steven shrugged, okay, now he has been classified as an ordinary person.

"These victims must have some connection." Qin Mo closed his eyes back: "Find this connection."

Steven heard that and wanted to go when he stood up, his emotions were agitated.

Qin Mo frowned, "Information."

Steven frustrated: "I will give you all the materials I should give, not to mention that the guy didn't go to China, how did you come to the country?"

Speaking of which, Steven seemed to realize something, suddenly raised his head, and always calmed down. "You, don't tell me, that guy is back !?"

Qin Mo glanced at him, and his thin lips spit out two words: "No."

Steven muttered: "That's good, otherwise I'm going to make a report again. What did my Smith think? I had to go to China to catch z, and now I'm back, I don't know what hit me. All day long. It's unhappy, compared to the scene where the report was originally made, it seems to make people feel less aura ... "

"Smith?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

Steven nodded: "Smith, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Qin Mo smiled playfully: "You should go, officer."

Steven: ... Isn't it that Chinese people are hospitable, especially friendly to their crooked nuts, he must have known a fake Chinese person!

But this trip is worthwhile.

As soon as Steven left the museum, he put a warning light on his car.

Qin Mozhi made the order of chasing customers because the time had passed so long.

Someone should come back.

Qin Mo dialed a number and slipped away.

Shut down?

Before going abroad, both of them opened international roaming just for easy connection.

Qin Mo's eyes narrowed after he heard the reminder on the phone, and did not call An Yinghou.

Instead, he directly pressed a string of numbers, and his voice also followed a little low: "You go and see Jiu Shao."

"Jiu Shao is still in the makeup remover, and it's not convenient for me to get in." The person who said this was at the scene of the shooting, which was the silhouette that was given to Bo Jiu Video.

Qin Mo's brow furrowed tighter: "Make-up room? How long has she been in?"

"Half an hour, so are the other actors. It's normal time to change clothes in addition to removing makeup."

Normal to others.

It may not be normal for someone.

Qin Mo's voice was a little lower: "Go and ask the staff to make sure she is really removing makeup."

"Yes." When the figure heard the command from the young master, he realized something was wrong.

After he asked the staff, his throat was dry.

Qin Mo's phone did not release: "What's the situation?"

"Jiu Shao didn't enter the makeup remover, this ..." The figure wanted to say that he obviously watched the other person go in, but he remembered something in the next second: "It was the man just now!" Blocking his sight, it was then , Nine rare.

Qin Mo's fingers holding the phone were tight, and he even stiffened with his back. Has he made preparations, is it not enough?

"Send someone to find." The cold air extinguished in Qin Mo's eyes, like a thick fog, wrapped around it: "Focus on Fifth Avenue."

"Yes."

In fact, Qin Mo no longer knows how to hang up the phone.

That man really left.

He said nothing, left no address, and didn't even say a goodbye.

Qin Mo sat there, his heart seemed to be hollowed out by something.

Before coming here, I can still hear the man calling him Brother Mo.

When I was eating, it was like planning something, furry head like a little fox.

Obviously doing things neatly, but at some point like a child.

So whenever I want to take care of that person.

As if just holding the guy and smelling her hair, you can feel good.

Obviously so close, but suddenly disappeared.

The screen of the mobile phone is smooth and is a photo of two people.

Qin Mo's heart suddenly felt so painful that he could only stand and bend over.

It is impossible to continue sitting in the study.

Qin Mo went to the shooting site himself, and An Ying was still filming.

But Qin Mo was not looking for An Ying, he was looking for a director.

"You mean all the filming is finished? Only one day?" Qin Mo's brow furrowed tighter.

The director sat there, but it was a break: "I think this progress is incredible. Jiutai will grasp the character. His pictures are all in one shot, and it is better than I thought. It is simply It ’s as magical as he was originally that person! "

The director was very excited as soon as he talked about this, and even called up the last shot taken by the teenager.

That shot was originally used for the opening of the character.

At that time the teenager was not wearing a black trench coat.

It's a pure white shirt.

He sat on a leafy tree branch with a book on his face. After hearing the sound, he just woke up from his sleep and took the book away with one hand. His eyes were as bright as stars and he smiled sideways. The silver hair was a little messy, and the buttons of the shirt were also unbuttoned, which looked extremely casual.

The fallen leaves fell and hit him on the shoulder. When he was blown by him, he felt the scene was full of sunshine.

It is such a young man, dressed in black when he comes out later, very handsome.

Qin Mo looked at the camera, his eyes swelled with fierce emotions, but he was restraining again, his fingers were on his knees, and then he gripped and released again.

"Thank you director, I still have something to say, leave first."

Qin Mo stood up and paced in the direction of the vehicle.

At this time, he has been determined.

Someone planned this from the beginning.

Although, as the director said, many people cannot kill in one day.

But from the whole movie.

There are not many shots of someone appearing. Most of the time they are a back view. Only three shots captured her front face.

So it ’s not impossible to film all the tricks in one day.

As long as that person has the heart.

Qin Mo sat in the car and clenched the steering wheel with one hand.

He knew she was planning to go.

I just didn't expect that she didn't miss it at all.

Qin Mo started the car, which was shockingly fast.

But he didn't know it, just when he started the vehicle.

He quickly followed a car shadow behind his car.

The car was driven from the side, smooth lines, all black color, but also the air of the king.

"Master, as a qualified sports car, I have to give you a persuasive suggestion. Judging from the speed of the other party, his mood is very unstable. Do we want to get a little guy."

Bang!

Pretty wagging.

Bo Jiu set the car up, slightly guilty: "No need to take a guy."

The navigation curve moved: ... I really didn't expect the owner to have a guilty conscience.

"It's enough to have the medicine given by the grandfather of the housekeeper." Bo Jiu's eyes looked at the co-pilot.

Navigation curve: ... What a guilty conscience!Human feelings, it really can not understand.

"You have to think of a way to stop the gods first." Bo Jiu's eyes flashed, remembering the cell phone in his pocket, firstly press the light, after seeing the twenty unread messages, Bo Jiu was more inexplicable, even if it was Looking at the screen, she could also feel that the Great God wanted to kill her.

However, things have reached this point, any hypocrisy is a waste of time.

Must be tied!

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