National School Prince Is A Girl

Eric looked at the face of the great god next to him and thought he thought too much.

No matter how noisy the music is here.

The Great God is the Great God, and his expression has not changed since he entered.

At that time, Eric did not know.

There is a reasoning genius in this world.

When they were silent in their reasoning, it was like entering a world.

From a psychological perspective.

There are two situations most conducive to thinking.

Either it is extremely quiet.

Either it was extreme noise.

In such an environment, it is often more conducive to the operation of the brain.

Of course, the premises of these situations are all, first of all you have to be a master.

In fact, the moment he came in from Qin Mo, he was silent in his thinking in public.

People say that the highest level of crime resolution is when you imagine yourself as a criminal.

If he is z.

What will he do?

Undoubtedly, the atmosphere here is good.

The more people there are, the more they can do something by chaos.

It's best to shoot when people don't think about it.

But here is not without a camera.

Eyeliner was laid in advance.

How will z escape?

Of course, z is a hacker and will definitely intercept the contents of police actions.

What if the action given is false?

That's right.

Qin Mo will not come without preparation.

He has made a disturbance.

Arranging actions is one thing.

But the ultimate goal is really another matter.

Very simple logic, if the search is strict here, z will definitely appear in the opposite place.

If you can't interrupt z's actions.

Then intercept.

"Give me Smith's position." Thinking of this, Qin Mo's precious and handsome face turned slightly, and his abstinence remained unchanged.

Ai Rui pointed through the crowds, pointing to the white man who seemed to have scored twice, and his face was ruddy: "This kind of scum should be beaten!"

Qin Mo gave a faint hum, then closed his eyes, automatically eliminated all the sounds around, and was ready to enter the reasoning thinking space again.

But when he did this, he found that when the music, noise, and whistle were all dissipated, there was only one sound that could not be eliminated.

singing.

Qin Mo opened his eyes, his eyes lowered with light, and suddenly looked towards the highest stage, his eyebrows twisted slightly: "Chinese song?"

"Good to hear, this singer is really good, he was the first person who dared to sing Chinese songs here." Ai Rui said, humming automatically.

Qin Mo's voice was very low: "The glorious years have affected my thoughts a bit."

"Affect your thoughts?" Eric does not understand the master's world.

Qin Mo's eyes are faint: "Chinese is my mother tongue, and I often listen to this song."

The more familiar things are, the less likely they are to be ruled out.

Eric still didn't understand.

Qin Mo can only find other ways: "Can the nightclub go back?"

"Yes." Ai Rui put things out: "I specially applied for a search warrant."

Qin Mo glanced at the person on the stage again, because the mask was blocking it, and his appearance was unclear. The only thing that impressed him was the dark night eyes and the mole of tears under the person's eyes.

The more unique things are, the more impressive they are.

For Qin Mo, this is a great influence.

It is necessary to get rid of something in order to make a specific analysis.

But there was interference.

It seems that this time, you can only use monitoring to lock down where z will probably appear ...