The moment they alighted, Bo Jiu's boyfriend aura returned.
The doctor glanced up for the third time. "It's a small injury, there's no need to stay in the hospital. Just make sure it doesn't come into contact with water."
The doctor wanted to tell her that it was just a cut and there wasn't a need to come to the hospital.
Bo Jiu was finally convinced but at this moment, she paused and glanced up. "He is a professional esports player and his hand is important to him. Do you want to take a scan to check his wrist?"
"If you insist." The doctor didn't think there was a need but the family member had requested for a scan. But why was there such a dumb person? It was just an external injury and they wanted a scan?
The doctor shook his head.
Qin Mo reached out to take the pen from the doctor's hand, his voice calm. "There's no need, just prescribe some medicine for external injuries."
The doctor let out a long sigh. Fortunately, this person still had some sense.
Bo Jiu wasn't aware that she was being treated as an irrational person. She took the prescription while instructing the Almighty, "Don't eat spicy food, don't smoke …"
With that, she paused and reached out to take the cigarettes and phone from his pocket. "I'll help you settle this."
Qin Mo arched a brow at the youngster beside him. "Tell me, if you don't follow me back tonight, my hand won't be able to come into contact with water. How are you going to solve the problem of bathing?"
The doctor and the patients around them exchanged glances.
Bo Jiu paused. "I really have something to do today."
"Tomorrow." Qin Mo agreed without a change in expression. "Change the bandages tomorrow, you can't expect me to do it myself."
Almighty Qin was indeed scheming.
If Magician and his gang had heard this, they would definitely have ridiculed him. Back then, when he had treated his own gunshot wound, he hadn't even used anesthetics. Now, it was just a cut on his finger …
The Almighty's words made Bo Jiu's conscience feel uneasy.
After all, the Almighty had been the one who had given her the medicine when her eyes had been infected.
"Alright." Bo Jiu nodded, the silver whirlpool above her head turning furry the moment she got serious.
Qin Mo reached out and pressed the ahoge down.
In less than a second, it rose up again.
Qin Mo arched a brow.
Bo Jiu smiled, showing her white canine teeth. "It's time for a haircut."
"Don't you want to grow it out?" Qin Mo's tone sounded casual.
Bo Jiu paused. "I won't consider it for now."
"Yes."
That's it?
Bo Jiu couldn't see anything from the Almighty's attitude.
However, there was one thing that she was very clear about. All of her actions today were basically exposing herself.
Smith's arrogance prevented him from picking up any other information.
But the Almighty was not Smith.
Not a single detail was left out in front of him.
Her victory was in the aspect of rebirth.
But Bo Jiu knew that even this link was slowly collapsing.
The Almighty was too smart. So many times, he had suspected her. If one day, the Almighty was no longer rational and wanted to transfer his soul …
Then she would really have to face his resistance and rejection.
Bo Jiu's fingers stilled. Because of this, she couldn't bring herself to talk about her childhood.
At the start, she had wanted to ask the Almighty if he had any good friends when he was young.
But now, she would rather he hadn't thought about it. That way, at least some decisions wouldn't be as painful.
For instance, when he had to capture her personally.
Bo Jiu smiled, stretching lazily. That was why she had to run ahead of time.
She didn't want to be enemies with the Almighty.
According to Qin Mo's personality, after this incident, he wouldn't give her complete freedom even if he had to return home. After he boarded the Land Rover, he instructed calmly, "Follow Young Master Jiu and find out where she is going."
"Yes."
Under normal circumstances, even if the bodyguards in black weren't by Qin Mo's side, they would be three hundred meters away, just like the shadows of ancient times.
They would appear whenever Qin Mo needed them.
"Drive to the police station."
Qin Mo's gaze deepened. His fingers were still damp and cold. For some reason, it reminded him of the soft and smooth jade from before.
His eyes darkened even further.
There was no way the higher-ups wouldn't be aware of such a huge incident.
But at the same time, Director Huang received a call. The content was, "Don't be so rash in the future. What if the remote operation doesn't stop? The public will be in danger."
"Smith will be in charge of the interrogation." That person let out a long sigh. "Young Master Qin, please advise him. It's good to be driven, but he has to follow the procedure. Don't make a decision without a request. This will put us in a very passive position. If something really happens, who will take responsibility? Have you thought about it?"
Director Huang frowned, about to retort.
"Alright, believe in Smith, he isn't any worse than Qin Mo."
Director Huang tightened his grip when he heard the busy tone.
Smith was preparing in the interrogation room. When he saw Qin Mo walk in, he glanced up. "Mr. Qin, right? I've heard a lot about you but you should have received the news. I will be in charge of the interrogation. You can listen in but please don't disturb me, alright? "
Qin Mo stood tall, his gaze calm as he glanced over him. Instead of answering, he asked, "Have you fought many times with Z?"
"Of course." Smith wasn't someone who showed off his abilities, he knew how to restrain himself. "I'm from the Fifth Avenue, everyone knows that's Z's home ground. It's hard not to fight with her."
"Is that so?" Qin Mo lowered his body. "Has she been to Jiang City before?"
Smith chuckled. "Mr Qin, have you forgotten? Z is in Jiang City right now. "
Qin Mo replied, "I meant in the past."
"Of course not." Smith arched a brow. "That's all you want to ask."
His tone sounded as though Qin Mo was asking a stupid question.
Qin Mo glanced at him. "I have many questions."
"For example?" Smith shrugged his shoulders. It was more or less as if he was implying that Smith had to ask some meaningful questions to be worthy of his answers.
Qin Mo watched him, his tone unhurried. "How many times have you lost to Z?"
Smith: …
If one had to use a word to describe Smith's current reaction, it would be as if someone had stabbed him in the chest with a knife. It was really painful. Even the expression on his face was rejecting such a question!
Qin Mo replied nonchalantly, "It doesn't seem easy to answer but I've studied psychology before. From your reaction, I don't think you've won even once."
This time, Smith froze. He cursed and wanted to argue with Qin Mo, but Qin Mo didn't say a word. Instead, he turned to Qin Mo and cursed.
That person had already turned around to leave. His voice was still very indifferent and noble. "With your level, it is indeed so. The interrogation must have been tiring."
Bang!
The door to the interrogation room was closed behind him.
This was the first time Smith had the urge to kill someone!
Bo Jiu was right, wherever the Almighty was around, his venomous tongue could cause a person to collapse. In reality, there wasn't a need for weapons.
But Bo Jiu hadn't expected the Almighty to use his venomous tongue to find out about her.
Fortunately, she hadn't been to Jiang City before.
There was something Smith wasn't aware of. Bo Jiu had been to China, the Golden Triangle where the three countries met.
That was where she had met with the fatal ambush …
Time trickled by slowly.
After separating from Qin Mo, Bo Jiu thought that since she was going to accompany He Honghua to the banquet, she couldn't wear a cleaner's uniform.
I need to buy a decent suit, and I need to cut my hair.
The youngster stuffed a hand into her pocket, blowing at the fringe in front of her eyes.
She had wanted to get a haircut before heading to the men's clothing store on the same floor to pick a suit.
Who knew that as soon as she entered the shop, she would be pointed at and shouted, "F * ck! F * ck! Expert! The Almighty! My savior! "
Bo Jiu glanced at the patient. "It's you."
"The Almighty!" The thorn-head youngster had probably just gotten a haircut. His haircut was hilarious. "Let's put aside the grudge between No.1 and No.2 Middle School, can you do me a favor?"
Bo Jiu smiled lazily. "I can't, I'm in a hurry to get my hair cut."
"The one washing hair in this store is my little brother." The thorn-head youngster was serious. "Help me play a game, I'll get him to wash your hair first!"
Bo Jiu arched a brow. "Why do you have so many little brothers?"
"We're both working and studying, it isn't easy." The thorn-head youngster acted like a gangster.
Bo Jiu was helpless. "Use your account to play? Is it another fight for honor? "
"It isn't honor this time." The thorn-head youngster was a little bashful. "It's a girl I like, I promised to carry her in the Hero mobile game."
Bo Jiu didn't need to ask for the outcome, there was a huge hole in front of her and she still had to carry him.
"I didn't expect her to be better than me!" The gangster was a little incredulous when he said this. "I just told her that I need to change to a place with a better network for another round!"
"Actually, you have to set aside some time to find someone to carry you." Bo Jiu took out the cigarette she had snatched from the Almighty and tossed it to the thorn-head youngster. "Get someone to wash my hair. In the future, don't go looking for trouble with First Middle School, especially the girls. In the future, if you see a girl from First Middle School walking along the commercial street and being targeted by thieves, you guys from Second Middle School have to protect her.
The thorn-head youngster replied immediately, "That's the work of trash. Don't worry, I'll give them an order tomorrow. Even though the students from Second Middle School aren't very good in their studies, we are very protective of the fairer sex!"
Was that how they were supposed to be protective of the fairer sex? Bo Jiu arched a brow and didn't say anything else. When she lay down, she took the thorn-head youngster's phone.
He stood beside her, pointing at the profile picture in his friend list. "This is it, isn't she pretty? Don't snatch her from me, I'm warning you."
"Dearest, it's just a photoshopped picture, I really can't tell if she's pretty or not. Even if she's pretty, can she be as pretty as Almighty Qin?" Bo Jiu thought to herself. Even if she liked someone, she would prefer the prettiest one. What was this?
If an ordinary person heard this, they would definitely feel that there wasn't any comparison. It was a guy and a girl.
But he was still a chuunibyou.
"You don't say, Young Master Qin is indeed handsome," the thorn-head youngster replied seriously.
Bo Jiu took the opportunity to enter the game, preparing to play casually.
However, he had a request. "You have to choose an assassin later!"
"Aren't you best at playing as a tank?" She still remembered the first time they had met. This chuunibyou playstyle had always been charging forward.
The gangster shook his head, "You don't understand. Nowadays, the girls are obsessed with playing the Assassin. I don't know who started the trend …" He paused, "It's you. When you were in the pro league, you always played the Assassin, and you always got First Clears. No, let me ask you, have you ever considered the feelings of people like us? It's not good to chase after girls! Everyone talks about Your Highness Jiu every day, it's depressing. "
Bo Jiu: …
She couldn't reply.
She hadn't been to school for a long time and wasn't aware of the situation.
First, she adjusted the page. Since she had chosen the assassin, she changed the attributes slightly. Then she invited him in and the game began.
At this moment, the shampoo youngster had already started to apply the conditioner.
Hero had always been a game that allowed for better teamwork between teammates.
Bo Jiu switched on the receiver but didn't turn on the microphone. She could clearly hear a girl's voice on the other side. It was from the attacking sorcerer. "Hey, Qing, why do you always drag him into such a trap?"
"He isn't a trap." The girl named Qing was playing as a tank.
Bo Jiu looked at the team composition. It was rather reasonable. She didn't care about what the other party said and charged straight into the opponent's jungle.
What did Big Spade like to do when he was playing?
Of course, it was to attack the opponent's jungle, leaving them with nothing to attack.
After charging over, she didn't start fighting immediately. Instead, she hid in the bushes beside the blue beast.
At this moment, the attacking sorcerer spoke again. "Hey, can you come back? You only know how to send yourself to death."
"Don't bother about him, he's from No.2 Middle School. His results aren't good and his brain isn't working well," the archer spoke. He sounded arrogant.
The thorn-head youngster clenched his fists tightly but didn't say a word.
Bo Jiu glanced up at him.
After all, she understood this chuunibyou. He was the type of person who would get angry at the slightest provocation.
Yet, he didn't retort?
Bo Jiu swept her gaze over the screen once more. Her gaze landed on the girl playing as the tank. It seemed like she really liked this person.
"His brain isn't bad." The tank girl's voice turned cold. "If you guys continue acting like this, stop playing."
The archer seemed to be afraid of the girl's anger. "I'm just afraid he will send himself to death. If you don't like it, I won't say it. I'll lead you guys to victory later."
The tank girl didn't reply.
Instead, the attacking sorcerer spoke. "I knew we wouldn't lose with you around. Almighty, lead us."
"No problem, as long as someone doesn't send himself too far." The archer's tone was still filled with mockery.
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