Chapter 125
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On the mainland, there weren't many people who could study criminal psychology.
What's more, there weren't many who could write annotations in a book.
Fu Jiu curled up her thin lips playfully.
The Almighty had hidden himself quite well.
No wonder they all said that Young Master Qin was someone the entire Northeast province couldn't afford to offend.
If the police had someone like the Almighty, it would be hard for her to hide herself.
Criminal psychology, psychological profiler, and computer expert …
Fu Jiu always believed that there were some people in this world who couldn't be compared to them no matter how many times they were reborn.
The Almighty might be one of those people …
"Interested in my book?" Qin Mo had already changed his clothes. He was wearing a light-colored knitted sweater with a pair of cloth trousers. It made him look much softer, like those male celebrities in Country H at home. His black hair was stuck to his ears, and it was slightly damp. His exposed wrists looked especially white.
He walked around Fu Jiu's back and put his slender fingers on the book "Criminal Psychology" she was reading.
The light scent of mint mixed with a hint of tobacco fell from the top of Fu Jiu's head. It was very familiar and very pleasant.
In that position, when Fu Jiu turned her head back, she saw the man's smooth chin.
Fu Jiu thought about his height again. She wasn't short, but the man was a whole head taller than her.
No wonder the Almighty looked at her so disdainfully when he walked in … He was so tall that he indeed had the right to disdain her …
Qin Mo also lowered his eyes. His deep eyes fell on the young man's face, and they seemed to freeze for a moment.
Soon, he took the book out of her hands and put it back on the shelf. He grabbed the back collar of the young man's school uniform with his other hand and turned his body sideways to ask Fu Jiu. His thin lips were very close to the young man's face, and his breath could hit Fu Jiu's face. "Do I look good?"
"Not bad." Fu Jiu smiled lightly, and it was somewhat seductive. "No wonder Brother Mo could locate my range so quickly. Your deduction ability is so strong. If I knew this earlier, I wouldn't have jumped out so quickly. I would have played a few more rounds with Brother Mo."
Qin Mo told himself once again that the young man was in his rebellious phase.
As an older brother, even if this guy touched his things, he wouldn't.
He couldn't break his claws.
However, he still had to take care of this child.
Qin Mo exerted his strength. He didn't care what position the youngster was in and dragged him out. "You can read the extracurricular books later. Let's go eat first."
Ever since she met the Almighty, the number of times she was treated like a sack had increased. Fu Jiu: "Brother Mo, let's talk. Don't always drag me around like this. It's affecting my image."
"Won't it affect your image to read other people's books?" Qin Mo grabbed onto the youngster as though he was lecturing a disobedient cat.
Fu Jiu didn't deny it. "I just want to see how powerful the person who caught me is. Brother Mo, what else do you do besides playing games?"
"Make money." After Qin Mo finished speaking, he pinched the youngster's chin forcefully. "Don't ask so much. If you continue with your nonsense, I'll cook you up and stew you in hot pot."
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