National School Prince Is A Girl

Nerve tingling.

Qin Mo almost subconsciously held his head.

The feeling of being submerged in seawater is extremely familiar.

Knowing that he seemed to have experienced it personally, he was not dreaming.

Qin Moqiang endured the pain, but found that he could not resist.

Something like fragments sprang into my mind.

The most outstanding thing is that there is always a voice like glutinous rice calling him.

"Indifferent, don't be shy. Everyone is a girl. It doesn't matter if I look at it."

At that time he only sneered in his heart, who is a girl, I am a man.

But the voice was lingering, but it was hard to resist: "Indifferent, if you ignore me like this, you will have no friends."

Before this guy understands his gender, he doesn't speak without problems.

Who knows that voice seems to be endless: "Indifferent, this is all my money, it should be enough to buy you, I checked on the Internet, we Huaxia have a good saying, money can make ghosts indifferent . "

"Fool, it's the money that can be a ghost, not indifference." That was what he said.

Even he himself didn't know why the picture would turn into a soft little fist holding a man's hand, and the writing was written there.

Probably because the voice said: "Aren't all indifferent?" |

Only then will he teach that little Ding Ding to be a man.

He couldn't see that little Douding's face.

Probably too painful.

Qin Mo wanted to stand up, but found that the more he wanted to know something, the more he resisted.

He didn't wake up from the chaotic pain until the tingling came from his palm.

A pair of eyes are deep and heavy, and the thin lips seem to be pale coated.

Looking around, there are still only a few computers running, but its owner is gone.

Yes, it's gone.

As long as Qin Mo thought of it, the person who was holding his waist yesterday was missing, and his heart was like a hammer, not a pain, but a blunt person who felt uncomfortable even breathing.

So even he, who is as clever as the great god, did not observe the details in the first place.

Instead, he quickly walked to a ranch closest to the castle.

He wanted to ask the people who lived there, where his wife Qin went.

Lost courtesy for the first time.

The sound of knocking on the door was loud, but after the third sound fell.

No one was found there.

Not even the old sports car parked in the ranch.

Probably the homeowner was afraid that someone would come to visit, and he wrote specifically on the side of the place, went to travel, and was not in

After seeing that sentence, Qin Mo gradually returned his reason.

What a coincidence.

This time to travel.

Qin Mo took a deep breath, squeezed someone's favorite takeaway, and walked back to the castle.

This time, he did n’t want to see someone just like he was the last time.

Instead, he focused his attention on environmental details.

All the cameras in the castle are turned on, which is different from when he left.

There are more than a dozen drones shot down on the floor, which he has seen before.

The tea set in the living room is gone.

No debris fell on the ground.

In other words, it was taken away.

Qin Mo seemed to figure out something, pacing towards the second floor and opening all the wardrobes.

It ’s not just that someone ’s clothes are missing. Even the suits that old housekeepers often wear are missing two. The suitcase that has been placed under the cabinet has disappeared.

No organization will take away clothes for each other when they are tied.

It seems like planning ahead in advance, plus those lying on the floor ...

Qin Mo's fingers paused, and before the step was taken, there were bursts of sirens outside the castle.

It was the police car.

And it is a large number of police cars.

Police cars parked one by one in front of the castle, and the headlights shone through the door.

One of the detectives squinted suddenly, raised the gun, and shouted, "Someone inside!"

However, Qin Mo didn't seem to hear the noise, and looked up at the camera in the room.

There must be recorded pictures on the computers in the basement.

"The people inside, raise your hand, I count down tens of seconds, within ten seconds, you will not come out again, I have the right to shoot you, 10, 9, 8 ..."

"Wait!" The detective chief who had just got off the car recognized the slender figure coming out of the castle, stretched out his hands, and made a downward gesture towards the back, which meant to let People put down their guns: "Own people!"

"Anyone yourself?" The detectives didn't believe it. How could anyone come before them.

In fact, the detective chief also had a lot of questions, and walked to Qin Mo's side: "As soon as you left, I received the above call, saying that someone called the police saying there was a gunshot here, but I was not sure. Why are you here? Qin? "

Can you predict in advance?

How is it calculated?

After all, Qin is an expert in this regard.

Is the matter here also related to the memorial service of the girl?

If this is the case, the matter is serious. What clue did Qin think of coming here?

Thinking of this, the police inspector's expression also became serious.

It was only quickly that he noticed that the other party ’s line of sight was not with him, as if there was no state at all.

"Qin?"

He called again.

Still no response.

Until he wondered if he was bothering him.

The familiar low sounded in his ears: "The person who asked you to move all the people lying inside, don't move the things in the castle."

"Do not move?" Detective Chief frowned: "If you don't move, there is no way to survey the scene."

Qin Mo still has that expression, which makes people see no anger, and his tone is a little weak: "I have checked before you came, and the mercenaries invaded." With that, he threw something back to the police detective: " Help me find out which organization this is. In addition, this castle belongs to my wife. I will live here in the future. If you want any news, you can ask me directly. If you move those people, let all of you go back. She does n’t like it. Disturbed. "

After hearing this sentence, the inspector intuitively felt that someone was retaliating against Qin Mo, and immediately said, "Qin, your wife ..."

"I'll find it myself." Qin Mo interrupted him.

Upon hearing this, the inspector was more certain of his guess. Sure enough, Qin was involved in the case of the young girl's memorial service before he was retaliated against.

It ’s just the wife of Qin.

Why has he never heard of it.

If these things didn't happen, he would definitely be shocked to ask.

But now, he will not ask, and certainly not in a mood to say.

The only thing he can do is, according to what Qin said, let his people clear the scene first.

Any mercenary is extremely brutal.

The detective inspector looked at the people who were carried out and imagined a picture.

Probably because there were too many mercenaries fighting the people here for a while, there was no resistance at all, and then a beautiful girl was taken away.

Detective Chief couldn't bear to think about the following things, only to Qin Mo said: "When the organization finds out, I will report to the above, let the above send someone to find someone specifically, you can rest assured that people will find it back. "

"No need to."

The unexpected man gave him these two words.

Detective Chief does not understand, what is Qin thinking?

Is it?

There is indeed a situation in which if the police does not dispatch, the other party will not tear the ticket.

In other words, Qin said that he wanted to find it himself, probably also worried about this.

After investigating these things according to the usual thoughts, the inspector patted Qin Mo's shoulder: "There is a need to tell me."

"Okay." Qin Mo was obviously still absent-minded.

The inspector general looked more and more and felt that this kind of Qin Mo had an indescribable feeling, as if it had been hollowed out, and there were very few words. Although there were few before, the concept was different.

It will take some time to clean up the site.

The Detective Chief was also biased by his own thoughts, and the thought of "My Lady's Castle" kept recalling in my mind, so I didn't notice the subtle details.

When it was time to go, it was proposed that two people stay to protect Qin Mo.

Qin Mo was copying his trousers with one hand, as if looking at something fascinating. He heard the police detective's words before he opened his mouth: "No, my people will be here soon, just around here. "

"Okay." Detective Inspector did not force it, after all, he was very clear about Qin Mo's identity and strength.

Let everyone else get on the bus before saying goodbye to Qin Mo.

The report is a bit difficult to hit.

But this kind of mercenary revenge will indeed be seen abroad.

With the disappearance of the police car.

The castle has returned to the tranquility of night

The chandelier in the hall was broken two, but it did not affect the overall lighting.

Qin Mo stood there, looking at the traces left by the locomotive in the courtyard, looking past the handsome face, so precious.

then.

He was about to step up.

Lamborghini, parked next to it, had n’t turned off the smart system, made a noise: “The owner ’s presence could not be detected. Can you tell me what happened? Why are there so many police cars that have never been seen here? police car."

Once, it and the owner's daily routine is to get rid of those police cars.

How can there be a police car here in the castle?

"She really isn't here."

Qin Mo walked towards Lamborghini.

It seems that after hearing the sound around here, I have the strength to continue speaking.

The intelligent navigation waved out: "What about those police cars?"

"The castle was attacked." Qin Mo summarized everything in one sentence: "It is a mercenary."

The fluctuation of smart navigation is stronger: "You mean that the master was discovered by some of the enemies? But the master usually doesn't just sit back and die like this."

"She really didn't sit back and wait." Qin Mo turned his head, his eyes were clear as water but deep, and his voice faded into the night: "She just left ..."

(After the fifth change, the name of the Weibo is "Yun Qizhan Qishao". One word more and one word are not mine. In addition, your friend Zhan Qishao has been offline today, and I will meet tomorrow.