"Just because she doesn't like to talk doesn't mean she wouldn't want to kill someone." Qin Mo's voice was calm. "Sometimes, when the grudge accumulates to a certain extent, such thoughts would appear. But there is one thing, the murderer might not have used her as an accomplice on Chen Hong."
Bo Jiu raised a brow. "The other victims."
"That's just my conjecture, evidence is needed to confirm it." Qin Mo reached for the phone beside him and typed out the murderer's last words. "I've sent you what you need to do in your mailbox, open it."
"Mailbox?" Bo Jiu narrowed her eyes. "This is …"
Qin Mo's voice didn't change. "It might be the school's mailbox. Usually, such mailboxes aren't used, it's not surprising that the police missed it."
"I'll go to the school tomorrow." Bo Jiu smiled. Even though she hadn't been to the school much in the past, she was already familiar with it. She just had to climb over the walls. From the current clues, the murderer must have told Xi Mo 'er something important.
Qin Mo placed his phone down and glanced up at her, his voice calm. "I'm going to sleep."
"So early?" Bo Jiu arched a brow, her hands moving faster than her mouth.
Qin Mo glanced at a certain someone who was tugging at his shirt, his handsome face tilted over, hinting for her to let go.
Bo Jiu laughed, a hint of playfulness in her voice. "Brother Mo, I bought Burger King and Coke. Let's play some games and sleep?"
"I don't have a computer or a phone." Qin Mo's gaze was calm.
Bo Jiu took a moment. "Wait."
With that, she went downstairs to the study room.
She opened the drawer. There were at least a dozen phones inside.
They were all different brands and models. These were her usual tools. She casually picked one up and tested it. The reaction wasn't bad.
She connected to the wireless network and returned to the room.
"Brother Mo, you can use my phone, I'll use this."
Qin Mo smirked. "Aren't you afraid I'll contact someone?"
"That's my alternate account, there's no one on it. You won't be able to contact anyone." Bo Jiu smiled, looking especially obedient.
Qin Mo arched a brow at such a deceptive fox. He glanced at the game name on the phone screen, his lips twitching.
Bo Jiu coughed lightly. Despite all her calculations, she had missed out on his nickname.
"Qin Mo is my little secretary?" Qin Mo scoffed again.
Bo Jiu could hear the mockery in his voice.
Qin Mo's fingers slid across the screen. "The things that the sugar daddy thinks about every day are no different from a dream."
Bo Jiu thought to herself, I wanted to kidnap you but I still managed to kidnap you. I can even sleep later. How is it a dream?
But Bo Jiu wasn't stupid enough to say these words. She sat on the sofa lazily, her black jacket still on her body. She took a straw and inserted it into the cola.
Qin Mo sat beside her. "What hero?"
"Whatever, since Brother Mo is here, I can win without doing anything." Bo Jiu chewed on a french fry, thinking that the medicine should be almost done.
Qin Mo glanced sideways at him. "I'm playing with one hand. How can you win without doing anything?"
"Then I'll carry Brother Mo to win without doing anything." Bo Jiu smiled, choosing a champion she often played.
The game started.
Qin Mo was really operating with one hand.
He typed three words. "Training champion."
His teammates' first reaction was that this game was a little risky.
Fortunately, he chose Fatan, the kind that wouldn't die easily.
His teammates didn't think it was a bad idea.
They were all playing with alternate accounts and their levels were all low.
Bo Jiu's style of playing this game was completely different from her usual style.
She kept thinking about the medicine in the cola, her speed of killing beasts was very slow and she only relied on normal attacks.
Actually, his teammates were wrong about one thing.
In this game, anyone who played in the middle lane played a very important role.
The top laner would defend the tower on the top lane. As long as he could defend it for four minutes, he would be a good top laner. After all, he had to fight against at least two people alone. Sometimes, there would be an ambush in the bushes.
The jungler assassin didn't support the top lane within four minutes. He wasn't a good jungler.
But these weren't as important as the middle lane.
Playing in the middle lane wasn't just about defending the defense tower.
He had to look at the small map at all times to support at any time.
Hence, Qin Mo's position was rather important.
Even in such a small game, no one would come to the jungle. Qin Mo was already used to it. He zoomed in on the small map to look at his own jungle. When he saw that a certain someone didn't even use any skills when fighting the beasts, he arched a brow. "Are you having fun with the blue beasts?"
Bo Jiu finished her fries and glanced back at her phone. She was about to be beaten to death by the blue beasts.
An assassin being beaten to death by the blue beasts … That was a bad idea.
Bo Jiu thought for a moment. She decided to take action first. If not, she would always be thinking about the cola.
With that in mind, she glanced over at the Almighty who was lowering his lids and playing the game.
The Almighty was probably the only one who had the time to stare at her while fighting the Fatan with one hand.
It was impossible for him not to lose HP. But based on the Almighty's habit of calculating his HP and skills, if he didn't leave the tower, the opponent wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
Even at his level, he liked to stay in the team.
Three of them came at once. One of the assassins was still hiding in the bushes. With a swing of his rod, the Almighty's hand flashed and he released another skill.
The three of them lost HP at the same time.
Of course, the damage wasn't enough.
Qin Mo was still standing at the bottom of the tower, his voice slow. "Look at your phone."
Bo Jiu: … He even noticed her peeping …
Bo Jiu had an ulterior motive. She fought a beast and picked up the cola. The straw touched Qin Mo's lips.
Young Master Qin didn't usually drink such things but since it was sent over by a certain someone, it wasn't the same. He took two sips and said, "Come over to collect the kills."
"Alright." Bo Jiu smiled when she saw the Almighty drinking the cola. She lifted her knife and released a skill on the beasts. She used her big move to climb over the wall and entered the crowd. She used her second skill to freeze the enemy.
With Qin Mo's one-handed skill, she locked onto the enemy.
The enemy sorcerer wanted to freeze her but the moment she used her skill, Bo Jiu appeared behind her. The sound of a knife rang out.
K，o。
The first HP was in her hands.
When she turned back, she met the archer with low HP.
She swung her knife.
Double-kill!
Bo Jiu's HP dropped by half.
The assassin in the bushes wanted to hit her with a stick.
Right at this moment, Bo Jiu used her big move and jumped back into the defense tower. No one could catch her.
That wasn't all.
Qin Mo took the chance to use his big move and attract the enemy.
Bo Jiu turned back with her knife. There were two swishing sounds.
Three-kill!
The news from the middle lane shocked the other three teammates.
But in their eyes, Fa Tan wasn't the strongest.
After Bo Jiu collected the kills, she turned to observe Qin Mo. She didn't forget to switch out of the game to check the time.
When she entered again, she realized she was dead.
Dead?
Bo Jiu arched a brow. The assassin shouldn't have revived. When did he come over to collect the kills?
Qin Mo glanced at a certain someone. He turned and tapped on her screen. "How does it feel to be killed by the defense tower?"
Bo Jiu: … It was better to be killed by the blue beasts.
But she noticed something.
After the Almighty finished speaking, he reached out and pulled open his shirt collar. Even his handsome face looked much better than usual.
Three minutes had passed.
The drug should be starting to take effect.
With that thought in mind, Bo Jiu dashed into the crowd once more. But this time, she forgot to use her skills and position. She was instantly killed.
Qin Mo tilted his head, his thin lips asking, "Are you a spy sent by the other party?"
Bo Jiu chewed on another fry, a hint of playfulness in her voice. "Brother Mo, I only died twice. Look at the bottom lane, I died four times. If you want to talk about who is the spy, it's me. My HP drops quickly when they attack me."
"Do you still want to win?" Qin Mo asked slowly.
Bo Jiu chuckled. "Yes."
Qin Mo didn't reply. If he couldn't even tell her state, he couldn't be a criminal psychologist.
She seemed distracted and he couldn't tell what she was thinking.
The only thing Qin Mo could think of was the person she had contacted in the car before she went upstairs.
This caused his fingers to pause for a moment.
Just for a moment.
The opponent's sorcerer had hit him with a fireball.
On top of that, he used an ultimate move.
The three of them had surrounded him.
He definitely wouldn't be able to leave.
He watched as the character fell on the screen.
Qin Mo tugged his collar, as though that was the only way to ease his annoyance.
However, his eyes were cold.
Bo Jiu was surprised that the Almighty had died.
Logically speaking, even if it was done with one hand, the Almighty wouldn't be affected if he didn't leave the tower.
Was it because of the drug?
Bo Jiu pondered over it. That was the only possibility. She smiled. It seemed like she was close to success.
Qin Mo didn't know where his annoyance came from. But the player at the bottom lane was still shouting, "Fatan, don't send me off. Stay under the tower and don't come out when you practice your hero."
A person who had died six times didn't have the right to say such things.
But Qin Mo wasn't paying attention to it. His heart wasn't calm, which was why his lips were dry.
He placed his phone down and reached for the cola beside him. After taking a few sips, he returned to the game.
Bo Jiu sat at the side, smiling brightly. It seemed like the drug had taken effect. Otherwise, according to the Almighty's habits, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to drink the cola.
The game was a distraction.
Moreover, Qin Mo was hiding something in his heart. When he realized that something was wrong, his side was already fighting against the Beast King and the opponent was fighting against him.
He paused for a moment and furrowed his brows. He turned his gaze to the side and looked at the cola on the side …
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