Chapter 874
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"Brushing past each other in the cafe, we can basically see what the other party is wearing. That shouldn't be a problem." Fatty spoke of his conjecture.
But it was the most logical conjecture.
Qin Mo's eyes dimmed. "It's a perfect crime, there doesn't seem to be a single flaw."
Fatty didn't know what else to say. Usually, when Young Master said such things, it meant that he didn't fully believe the outcome.
Qin Mo reached out to pour himself a glass of wine. When he placed the ice cubes in, his gaze deepened. "Tell me, what did you find from the car keys?"
"Aardwolf is in charge of this, we will have to wait another day to get the driving records." Fatty scratched his head. "Young Master, Supreme Alliance will be heading to the neighboring city in the afternoon to prepare for the second match. You and Little Spade … you guys …"
He had heard that Young Master had handcuffed Little Spade last night. Handcuffs … How much hatred and resentment was there?
"It seems like you are really interested in my private life?" Qin Mo asked slowly.
Fatty replied immediately, "No, really. I think it's better to keep Little Spade alive if we are to face Lin Chentao."
Brothers, he had tried his best, risking his life to protect Little Spade!
Fatty glanced at the endless messages in the Alliance's WeChat group. But he couldn't understand why the voice on the other side of the phone had suddenly turned cold. There was an indescribable wetness in it. "I want to keep him but he isn't willing."
With that, his boss hung up the phone.
Fatty was confused. What did he mean by willing?
Little Spade wasn't willing?
That wasn't possible!
Little Spade had threatened to torture the other party until they called him daddy.
Fatty didn't know that Qin Mo's unwillingness wasn't what he thought it was.
At the main house of the Qin family.
Madam Zhang was still in the kitchen. She walked over with a plate of fruits, pausing slightly when she saw the wine glass in Qin Mo's hand.
It wasn't her young master's style to start drinking before noon.
Besides, he had been fine before but now, Madam Zhang could clearly feel an indescribable feeling.
It was cold but there was something else.
Fortunately, Qin Mo didn't stand there, turning around. "Madam Zhang, bring me a set of clothes, something Young Master Fu can wear."
"Okay, okay." Auntie Zhang felt that this was right. If there was anything that two people couldn't talk about, there shouldn't be a cold war, right?
Upstairs, the handsome youngster looked at her phone. After reading the message, her eyes turned cold. She deleted it and sent a few words over. "There's a problem with Rao Rong, I need to keep an eye on him. How are you now?"
"Good, the same movie uniform you asked me to prepare is very useful." Hoshino sat at the very end of the line, but he couldn't hide his jade-like presence no matter what.
The person next to him saw that he was sending a message and poked his head over. "Who is it? Who is it? "
"Takeout." Hoshino put away his phone and looked at the comic book in front of him.
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