Chapter 826
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Private interview?
Qin Mo's deep eyes swept over the pure black jacket on the chair. Then he reached out to pick it up, a cold glint flashing across his eyes. "Would he take off his uniform here for an interview?"
Lin Feng stilled. That was right, he had to wear his uniform for an interview.
Why hadn't he thought of that?
But if Little Spade wasn't going for an interview, where did he go?
"Perhaps he went to the toilet?"
Qin Mo didn't say anything else, but his grip on the black jacket tightened little by little.
Then, he strolled to the left.
Lin Feng called out, "Captain."
Qin Mo didn't seem to have any intention of turning back.
Lin Feng was confused. Logically speaking, Little Spade had only disappeared for a short while. Why was his captain reacting in such a manner? Wasn't this too abnormal?
Was the relationship between his captain and Little Spade so deep that a minute apart felt like three years?
Abnormal?
Actually, Qin Mo's reaction wasn't abnormal.
Before the competition, he had already sensed something.
But he hadn't expected her to be so daring, slipping away right under his nose.
If he had known, he would have watched her 24/7. A certain someone's claws just couldn't stay still.
Qin Mo was clear that it wasn't a simple disappearance.
If she had really left for a short while, it wouldn't have been like this.
What exactly was she up to?!
Qin Mo clenched his fists when he didn't see the familiar figure.
He just stood there for a second, allowing the crowd to clamor.
In the end, he took out his phone, his voice cold. "Where?"
"Young Master?" The special forces soldier, who was hesitating over the cotton candy, gave up on the thought of queuing with the kids after receiving the call. With his height, the little cuties around him had already treated him as a weird uncle. He left the commercial square regretfully, reporting seriously, "Outside the esports arena, in the middle of the crowd."
Qin Mo glanced up, his breathing heavy. "Send me the blueprint of the entire commercial square, including the hole in the ceiling."
"Yes." The special forces soldier replied immediately. "Young Master, are you trying to catch the suspect?" “
Qin Mo paused. "Suspect?"
"Young Master, have you forgotten that the crime squad is nearby?" The soldier was holding an ice cream cone in his hand, and it was hard to tell who he was. "I saw a few plainclothes."
Qin Mo's eyes dimmed. "I didn't forget. Send me the exact location of the suspect. Tell everyone to bring forward the operation."
"Alright." The special forces would keep a record of the itinerary. Young Master's original intention was to wait until after the competition and the movie ended before dealing with this matter. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, the Magician would approach the suspect first before doing anything else.
Now, the operation had actually been brought forward.
This really wasn't the Young Master's style.
Could it be that something happened?
The SWAT soldier didn't understand. He stuffed the ice cream cone into his mouth and sent a message as he walked. "Fishing operation commencing. Keep in touch with the coordinates."
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