National School Prince Is A Girl

Just when Qin Mo lowered his eyes.

He did not notice that the young man singing on the stage set his gaze on him wantonly.

No, it should be said that Bo Jiuyi didn't look at him at the beginning, but Erui standing beside him.

After all, it was an old friend of hers.

But by the way, her old friend was followed by a handsome boy in school uniform, which made Bo Jiu, who had never made a mistake in singing, pause a little before connecting the music.

All right.

Take advantage of this time.

She should also take care of today's prey.

Bo Jiu took the guitar and swooped down from the stage.

At this time, Smith had already been taken by the college student, and some of the fans were inverted, just thinking of being taken away quickly.

I didn't realize at all that the black and silver boy who passed him would press a tracker on him.

Coupled with the fact that the police appeared in this place, his appetite almost fell.

Smith wanted to leave even more. He didn't know what to drink for the college student. He stretched out his hand and held it in his arms.

So, some really don't blame him.

Who makes them so hooked.

Smith walked out with half a hug.

In such a place, no one will stop anyone you take.

In addition, he has a ghost in his heart and will definitely avoid the police's sight.

But he did not know that leaving here was the beginning of his luck.

At this time, the nightclub background, monitoring room.

Qin Mo looked at the eight screens in front of him, and his beautiful face remained: "Speed ​​up."

The person in control adjusted his speed.

Qin Mo's eyes didn't move: "Fastest speed."

The person in control first paused before adjusting.

All the eyes that Eric saw there were going to be spent, only to see those people moving fast, everyone's eyes suffered this.

I couldn't help but rubbed my eyes in less than a second.

But Qin Mo did not change anything, even those portraits seemed to be clearly screened and removed in his mind, and finally confirmed.

But this time.

No.

How could it not be.

There must be something left behind.

Qin Mo revisited.

The so-called reasoning is to grasp important clues.

And the more successful the criminal, the more like a magician.

When you focus too much on one thing, you often overlook the most important details.

In that case, the opponent ’s magic is successful.

Those who watch the magic will not understand what happened in the end.

Suppose that z doesn't need any disguise at all.

Not a cleaner.

Nor is it a customer here.

Not even pretending to be a female college student who wanted Smith to be fooled.

Who will z be?

Maybe he should think in a different direction.

For example, the best view.

Qin Mo's eyes deepened and he suddenly opened his mouth: "Thirty seconds before retreating, lock."

Ai Rui didn't know what happened.

I saw a picture paused.

It was a guitar teenager standing on the stage. The boy was wearing a black feather mask on his face. His leather jacket was too handsome to play a good guitar.

Eric didn't understand what it meant for the god to stop on this picture.

"Fifty seconds further." Qin Mo ignored Ai Rui's eyes, and his voice was as usual as before.

Eric opened her mouth and just wanted to speak, she was shocked by the scene shown on the screen!

No, no, would n’t it be so coincident?