Why was this happening?
In the dream, Qin Mo paused. He retracted his gaze and looked at the furry head in his arms.
What was even stranger was that he was talking in his dream. "If you don't wake up, there won't be any milk to drink. You won't be able to grow taller."
The tiger-like girl in his arms leaned against his neck. Her voice was clearer. "How should I say this, Momo? I'm taller than you, you don't have to worry about this."
He seemed to have clenched his fist. His chest was filled with anger. He reached out to pull her away.
"Boys grow slower than girls. Don't you know this common sense?"
The little tiger shook her head. "No, I'm young. I don't know anything."
Whenever she faced a problem, she would say that she was young.
In the dream, he was obviously too young and didn't have much patience. He gritted his teeth in anger. "Are you forcing me to throw you out of the window?"
"Momo, how many times have I told you? Life is beautiful but you're too hot-tempered. Don't be like this. You're getting old." When the little tiger said this, she was as serious as she could be.
She was so serious that Qin Mo wanted to see who exactly she was.
But the dream was slipping away.
Every part of it was a mess. It wasn't connected at all.
When he wanted to know something, the light turned bright.
The light suddenly became bright, and when it hit the eyes, it was a vast expanse of white thorns.
Qin Mo wanted to raise his hand to block the light but his wrist was pressed down.
The next moment, a clear and familiar voice could be heard. "Brother Mo, hold on for a while."
Hold on?
Qin Mo tried to open his eyes. He glanced sideways at the person beside him. She was holding onto his wrist. Her body temperature was just right.
When he saw that face, Qin Mo remembered that he was still on the operating table.
"Done." The old butler heaved a sigh of relief. The surgery seemed simple since it wasn't a brain surgery. However, there were meridians on the wrist. The details had to be controlled very strictly. If one wasn't a top-notch doctor, they wouldn't be able to perform this surgery. This was related to experience and skills.
But even so, the old butler still lifted his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead.
This was enough to prove that this surgery wasn't easy.
Everything returned to normal.
Qin Mo fell into a light sleep.
Bo Jiu stood there, watching the sleeping Almighty. She placed one hand on the operating table and tilted her handsome face. She bent down and kissed his face.
Such a scene.
After the operation was over.
There was an indescribable sense of warmth.
When the old butler took off the white medical gloves, his movements paused for a moment.
It was probably because he knew that with Young Master's status, it was impossible for him to have good Fengshui with Young Master Qin.
The reason why the two of them were here, including the young master's method of tying someone up, even if it was just for a few days, was probably because she was Z.
Qin Mo wouldn't wake up anytime soon.
Bo Jiu took the opportunity to talk to Little Blackie.
After the Lamborghini was opened, the navigation system continued with the previous procedure. The first thing it asked was the result, "Master, how is it? Have you already taken him down? "
"A honey trap is not a good idea." Bo Jiu turned the steering wheel. "Brother Mo doesn't have much time here, we have to do something romantic."
Romantic?
Was pouncing on the other party not romantic enough?
The navigation system felt that it couldn't understand human thought.
But this didn't affect how cool it was.
"Master, I just went to summarize, 90% of the netizens think that drugging is the fastest."
Bo Jiu arched a brow. "Shallow, I don't just want to sleep with the Almighty."
The navigation system vibrated. "Master, forgive me for being direct, but when I mentioned drugging, the seat detected that your heart was beating twice as fast as before, which means that you are tempted by my suggestion."
"Little Blackie." Bo Jiu moved her fingers and was about to turn off the navigation system.
The navigation system shouted, "Master, there was an error in my procedure just now, I suspect that someone planted a virus in my body. If not, why would I say such an error?"
"Good." Bo Jiu held onto the steering wheel and made a turn, heading towards the long bridge. This was the direction towards Fifth Avenue.
A few black men who were scribbling on a certain street kept their things when they saw the car. They were on high alert as though they were guarding against thieves.
Bo Jiu intentionally lowered the car window to greet them.
It was obvious that the black men didn't appreciate this.
They didn't dare to leave even if they wanted to. F * ck!
"Come, come, I have a cigarette." Bo Jiu opened the car door and walked out, placing her arm lazily on one of the black men's shoulders. "Are we brothers?"
The black man: … Who's your brother?!
"How about this, I'll ask for some information and we'll calculate it according to the price in your industry." Bo Jiu passed him a cigarette.
The black man accepted it since no one would say no to money.
"It's on the street next door, the place where the movie is being filmed. Did anything happen?" Bo Jiu tied him up, of course, she was most concerned about Movie Queen An's reaction. "Did the police receive any missing person reports recently?"
The black man stretched his hand out, five fingers full.
Bo Jiu pressed his hand, allowing him to retract one finger. "This is the price in the industry, if there's anything more valuable, increase the price."
"Didn't you just say that we are brothers?" The black man couldn't help but retaliate.
Bo Jiu looked at him and smiled. "There's a saying in China, even blood brothers should settle their debts clearly." With that, she took out a few foreign currency notes and stuffed them into the black man's shirt pocket. "Tell me about your information."
"Everything about the movie is normal. The police are not looking for anyone, but there is a case that is quite strange …" After the black guy finished speaking, he waited for the person to ask him. Generally, if the other party took the initiative to ask, the price would definitely rise.
Unexpectedly, the youngster arched a brow. "Oh, I'm not interested."
The black man: … F * ck, that's not how my script is supposed to be!
"Hey, brother, wait a minute." The black man saw that Bo Jiu was about to leave, reaching out and grabbing onto the youngster's wrist. "Wait a minute, this information is really worth it, we can discuss the price."
Bo Jiu paused, stretching out two fingers.
The black man gritted his teeth, bending the youngster's fingers, adding one more. "This price, I can't go any lower."
"Alright." Bo Jiu stuffed one hand into her pocket. "What's strange about the case?"
The black man glanced around. "This is insider information, I'm not sure if you've heard of these words."
Bo Jiu tilted her head, lighting a cigarette, signaling for him to continue.
"The Maiden's Sacrifice," the black man said.
Bo Jiu narrowed her eyes. "Tell me about it."
"The police aren't sure yet, but the people in the underworld are saying that the other party knows hypnosis, it's for the sake of the sacrifice …"
Bo Jiu listened to the black man's endless supply of information, her hand in her pocket tightening.
"There's something that the police should have noticed, their targets are all Chinese."
Bo Jiu took out another foreign currency, stuffing it into the black man's hand.
"Hey, that's too much!" The black man took a look.
Bo Jiu waved her hand. "Your information is worth this price."
After saying that, she walked into the phone booth in the same way as before. Everything on this street seemed to have been bewitched.
Even if it was just an old man in a traditional Chinese suit, one shouldn't underestimate him.
There were many secrets, but they were all in the underworld, not for outsiders to know.
After Bo Jiu entered the warehouse, the first thing she did was switch on the computer. After locking onto the case, her fingers flew across the keyboard, forming a light wave that quickly entered a local area network.
She switched to a fake IP, shook off the first wave of interceptions, and continued to hack.
But Bo Jiu hadn't expected the case's encryption level to be so high.
S grade.
It seemed like they were afraid of causing panic.
Bo Jiu paused for a moment, her handsome face tilted slightly. "There must be a breakthrough."
But she had to be fast.
The system here was very powerful.
If she wasn't fast enough, she would be easily discovered.
Fortunately, this was Fifth Avenue, the equipment Bo Jiu used was the most advanced.
If it was a normal laptop, it wouldn't be able to keep up.
"Found it."
Bo Jiu pressed the spacebar, changing the direction of the intrusion. A dialog box popped up, countless codes changing continuously.
In the end, she tore a small hole, as though she was performing a magic trick.
Because Bo Jiu used the other party's IP address, this would cause her to disappear from the defense network for five seconds.
Five seconds was enough.
The intrusion was complete.
After obtaining the information.
She was thinking of a way to leave.
A skilled hacker didn't simply hack. Instead, after the intrusion, he would wipe away all traces of the intrusion, not causing any damage.
Bo Jiu tilted her head, watching the completion of the program. In an instant, she unplugged the USB.
She looked at the information on another computer.
Every picture showed that this wasn't a simple suicide.
Especially one of them, there was a smile on his face, as though he wasn't in any pain.
Bo Jiu narrowed her eyes.
Then she seemed to have discovered something, enlarging the picture and locking onto the girl's arm.
Needle mark?
It seemed like the person wasn't content after escaping.
Bo Jiu kept the USB, glancing at the time. The information had to wait until she returned.
It wasn't a suitable time to sneak into the police station.
Besides … she should show these things to the Almighty, she should be able to get more clues.
Bo Jiu was clear that even if she had kidnapped him, the Almighty wouldn't reject anything related to his safety.
She could make the way she received the information more romantic.
Bo Jiu glanced up, her gaze landing on the row of drones on the second floor …
Dusk started to fall.
Dusk in the suburbs was always exceptionally beautiful.
The European-style castle was surrounded by roses, blooming with an enchanting fragrance.
When Qin Mo opened his eyes, the first thing he smelled was the fragrance of black tea.
His entire arm was secured by bandages, there wasn't a single gap. Other than that, there shouldn't be anything else inside.
Qin Mo felt a slight numbness in his fingers, everything else was normal.
But was it a habit for a certain someone to leave him alone on the bed?
Qin Mo sat up, not seeing the metal chains. His gaze deepened, his fingers caressing the blinking dots on his watch.
A voice came from the earpiece. "Young Master, you finally turned on the receiver, thank God!"
Qin Mo stood up, facing the excitement on the other side, choosing a white shirt prepared for him. His voice was calm. "What's the matter?"
"Madam asked us where you and Young Master Jiu went." The shadow guards didn't know how to answer this question.
Qin Mo stood tall, buttoning the buttons on his wrist, his voice extremely natural. "Tell Madam that someone brought me to meet her parents, we can only go back in a few days."
The shadow guards: … Meet, meet her parents?
Only their young master could describe a kidnapping in such a fresh and refined way. They facepalmed.
Qin Mo looked up at the mirror and adjusted his collar. "Also, don't disturb me."
The shadow guards: … Young Master, you really aren't like how you were when you were in front of Young Master Jiu, it's too obvious that you are a hypocrite.
Then …
Qin Mo didn't speak.
Because he was thinking about something, about the dream he had during the operation.
A dream was a reflection of a person's psychology, or the remnants of memory and foresight.
He studied psychology, so he was very clear about this.
But Qin Mo didn't understand why he had such a dream.
Because when he was young, he didn't know anyone, let alone hugging a little girl to sleep.
If it was someone else, they would definitely think that it was a dream.
But Qin Mo was different.
In the dream, he didn't see the little girl's face.
This became an unsolvable mystery.
Who exactly was she?
Maybe he should find time to investigate himself … After all …
Qin Mo's eyes deepened, just as he was about to speak, at this moment …
Suddenly, a voice came from outside the window, it was clear and pleasant. "Brother Mo, Brother Mo!"
It was that fellow.
Qin Mo raised a brow.
Bo Jiu stood outside, her hands pressing on something, her voice unusually loud. "Brother Mo, walk to the window, I'll show you something fun."
That voice was indeed louder.
Moreover, Qin Mo's receiver wasn't switched off.
Even the shadow guards heard this sentence.
They looked at each other curiously. What did Young Master Jiu want to show Young Master?
Qin Mo wanted to know too, he walked to the window, the moment he opened the curtains, he saw a white heart-shaped pattern on the blue sky that was washed by the sunlight.
Two small drones created this pattern, they used the white fog that was released by dry ice to form a heart.
The person operating the drone was standing under the sunset. She had a slender figure, and there was a smile on her face. Her mole shone, and her silver hair fluttered in the wind. Her face was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off her.
At this moment, she raised her head, her black eyes beautiful, she asked him like a child, "Brother Mo, do you like my present?"
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