On the screen was the scene of Bo Jiu's encounter with Smith.
Ari had never connected the two of them together before.
Was it just a bump?
After all, the others had bumped into Smith as well.
But the Almighty obviously didn't think so.
This was because Ari could clearly see that after this scene appeared, the atmosphere in the room changed.
The Almighty, who was wearing a high school uniform, had a faint glow in his eyes. "This person is most likely Z."
"What?!"
Eric couldn't accept it at all. His favorite resident singer was Z, who walked them around every day.
That person didn't look like a hacker at all.
Shouldn't a hacker be wearing a black hat and holding a laptop?
"Qin, could you have made a mistake? I think … "
Qin Mo tilted his head, his voice cold. "Where is the best angle of view?"
"On the stage." After all, Eric was a policeman. Although his brain wasn't that fast, he was still a policeman.
Qin Mo's voice was flat. "That's right, on the stage. Not only can he lock onto Smith's position on the stage, but he can also ensure that no one will notice anything amiss when he is hunting. A singer should be looking down from the stage. At the same time, he can clearly see the police's movements and position. If I were Z, I would definitely choose to stand on the stage."
Eric opened his mouth again. "But he isn't the only one standing on the stage. There are so many people …"
"He fits the bill the best." Qin Mo seemed to be reminded of the pair of eyes he had seen just now. This time, he didn't rely on deduction but intuition. The scene paused again and that person bumped into Smith.
That collision seemed casual, and it even seemed like there were too many people to avoid it.
In fact, the subconscious inclination of a person's body would reflect their psychology.
It wasn't that he couldn't avoid it in time, but there was an 80% chance that he had deliberately bumped into it.
He turned to look at Eric and said, "Now, Smith's position."
The person on the other side was stunned. "Smith, he, he seems to have left the nightclub."
When Eric heard this news, his expression changed abruptly. Then, he rushed out.
Qin Mo didn't stop him. Instead, he looked at the youngster with the guitar again.
Then, he walked in the opposite direction.
Although the small details were a little unexpected.
But the final development was still in his hands.
Z would choose the best angle and route to take action.
If that was the case.
He would let the police, who cooperated with him this time, act as his compass.
As long as you walk in the opposite direction of the police.
He should meet that person soon.
Qin Mo couldn't describe how he felt right now.
His fingers were a little cold from the wind outside.
However, he didn't feel the slightest bit of coldness.
Instead, more emotions were brewing in his chest, emotions that he had never shared with anyone before.
Or perhaps I shouldn't make such an association.
After all, not every hacker could be her.
But that Chinese song had changed Qin Mo's state of mind completely.
On Fifth Avenue.
He wasn't a local.
Almost certainly.
If it was a foreigner, he would never be able to sing that song.
So, could it really be her?
The little tiger that he had been looking for for thirteen years but had no idea where she had gone?
It was as if the moment he closed his eyes, he would be able to see that person's small figure.
She rolled around on his bed. When she was naughty, she hugged him and called out to Momo.
When she had a toothache, she covered half of her face with her left hand and didn't forget to get milk for him.
She seriously said that she would be obedient and held a small money pot, saying that she wanted to buy him every day.
Sometimes, when he was asleep, when he was looking out of the window, that soft little paw would stick to the side of his face and say softly, "Momo, do you want to go back to China? Do you miss your mother? Then think about it carefully, I will accompany you. "
She acted like an idiot.
She thought that he was a girl. She didn't know how to roll up her sleeves and play around with her little keyboard.
But she was as warm as a small heater.
But suddenly.
The small heater was gone.
Qin Mo kept thinking.
If he had been a little more mature, would the ending have been different?
She liked to be naughty. He was raising a child, so it was okay to indulge her.
Why did he quarrel with her at that time?
The first year, after she disappeared.
He was still angry.
He was angry that she left just like that, not even telling him anything at all.
Didn't she think that that person did something wrong and misunderstood that she went out to play with Little William? She just needed to punish him a little. Even if they didn't meet for a month, three months, or half a year, it would be fine.
Could it not be so long?
She would probably never understand what he regretted.
What fun things did she see, what delicious snacks did she eat, what friends did she make, did she grow taller? She should still be as naughty. But he didn't know if there was anyone who would buy her sweets when she wanted to eat sweets …
Now that she was so big, she should know how to roll up her sleeves.
He couldn't fall every time he took a step.
Qin Mo paused in his footsteps, tilting his head as though he was smiling.
If Ari saw this scene, she would definitely be shocked speechless.
Almighty Qin actually knew how to smile! That genius actually knew how to smile?!
Qin Mo indeed smiled. Even he didn't know why.
Perhaps, whenever he thought of that person, his heart would naturally soften.
There was a ninety percent possibility.
Most importantly, the little tiger also had a tear mole under her eye.
But it wasn't obvious at that time. When she grew up, she would probably be very beautiful …
"Achoo!" Bo Jiu sneezed lazily as the wind blew against her. Her small mistake on the stage just now was completely negligible.
But she didn't know where her old friend found a high school student who was rather handsome.
Bo Jiu liked to look at people's faces. She didn't know when she had developed this habit.
As she listened to the sirens of the police cars, she lifted her thin lips slightly. Her evil aura was overflowing. She held the knife in her hand and moved it lightly towards Smith's face, who was handcuffed to the electric pole.
Ever since Smith came out, he had never expected to encounter such a situation. Now that he was afraid, he couldn't change his ferocity. "Don't you want money? I can give it to you now. Let me go or you won't get anything in the end! " “
She lowered her body. "Do you think I'm a hooligan on the streets? Who told you that I want money? A scumbag like you should stay in prison and not go anywhere. I'll give you a chance now. Do you want to die or tie yourself up and be thrown at the entrance of the police station? "
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