Bo Jiu had always known that the Almighty had a good memory.
But it had been almost two days since she had helped him bathe. How could he still remember?
She remembered the last time she had helped him bathe. She had thought that since he would be the one naked and not her, she would be able to take advantage of him.
In the end, she had been flirted with by the Almighty.
This time, Bo Jiu glanced at Qin Mo.
Bo Jiu glanced at him. She had to find a safe place to wash the Almighty.
Madam Zhang was the only one in the Qin family. When she saw Bo Jiu behind Qin Mo, she broke into a smile.
This was completely different from Princess's reaction. Princess had been walking in front of Bo Jiu intentionally to provoke her.
Thinking about it, a fat cat with a big face moving gracefully, that scene was also very amusing.
"Madam didn't know that Young Master Jiu would be coming. Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone shopping. But she is meeting Madam He." Madam Zhang looked at Bo Jiu with a bright smile. "The two of them want to buy some merchandise and dress up as Supreme Alliance fans. They will be watching your competition with Young Master."
Bo Jiu smiled. Her Madam He and Movie Queen An were developing rapidly. That was good, Movie Queen An could bring Madam He around and make more friends. Even if she wasn't in Jiang City, she wouldn't be lonely.
Madam Zhang was still at the side. She hadn't expected her young master to bring them over so she had made meat dumplings in advance.
Bo Jiu smiled. "Madam Zhang, are you planning to make dumplings? That's good, I've been craving dumplings. "
Her words helped Madam Zhang out of her predicament. "As long as you want it, I'll make it now!"
"Alright." Bo Jiu pulled Princess over, intending to sit down and wait for the delicacy. At the same time, she could get some information from the Almighty.
Qin Mo had already taken off his trench coat. His white shirt had a different feel to it. His collar was loosened, and his black hair wasn't as neat as when he was outside. It was a little messy, but it made his face look even more distinct.
He walked over and held her wrist, his expression elegant. "Aren't you going to make dumplings yourself if you want to eat?"
Make dumplings?
Her?
Did the Almighty think she was an all-rounder?
Other than instant noodles, she didn't know anything else. She could cook steak but that was all.
Make dumplings?
"I don't know," Bo Jiu replied seriously. "I'm a terrible cook."
Qin Mo gave her a look that seemed to say, "What do you know?"
His aloofness made people feel a little unconvinced.
She still knew how to play games.
Bo Jiu's left cheek puffed up, but she didn't reply.
Qin Mo looked at her and smiled. He walked to the table, his voice calm. "I'll wrap one, you wrap the other. Follow my instructions."
Bo Jiu arched a brow. The Almighty even knew how to make dumplings?
Such complicated cooking skills?
Honestly, Bo Jiu was slightly surprised.
She knew that the Almighty could cook, but dumplings … In her heart, dumplings were a dish that required a lot of steps. Only an elite chef could make them.
He had to admit that the hands of a gamer weren't that bad.
Slender, fair, and well-defined.
The Almighty's hands were especially good in this aspect. Even though one of his fingers was wrapped in bandages, it didn't affect the delicacy of the dumplings he made.
Bo Jiu followed the Almighty's steps. She would take the wrapper and she would take the wrapper. When the Almighty placed the meat in the dough, she would do the same. She kneaded the meat at the right time and was very serious.
It could be said that she had never been so focused before.
But the dumplings she made … didn't look like dumplings. They were flat and the stomach was huge. They were ugly beyond belief.
Bo Jiu looked at them for a long time.
Qin Mo thought that she would be able to figure something out.
"It's really ugly."
Qin Mo lifted his head, his voice calm. "Stupid."
Bo Jiu wasn't sure if the Almighty was commenting on her dumplings or her.
She saw his expression, it was just like when they were young, extremely cold.
Back then, he had the same expression when he taught her how to play the piano and write Chinese characters.
But the next second, before she could react, the Almighty had already rolled up his sleeves, allowing her to stand in front of him. Then he emptied his right hand from behind his back and picked up the wrapper. His slightly cold breath landed on the back of her ears. "Take the wrapper."
Bo Jiu reacted quickly. After taking the wrapper, she realized that their posture wasn't right.
Qin Mo maintained his expression. He held onto her hand with one hand, dipping it into the flour at the side.
That kind of posture was really very ambiguous.
It wasn't just ambiguous. Those who didn't know better would think that they were a newlywed couple.
Bo Jiu watched as Madam Zhang kept glancing at them. She wanted to avoid such intimacy.
But at this moment, the Almighty spoke. "There's nothing wrong with the medicine in your hand, but the medicine in the video isn't this."
Bo Jiu immediately grasped the crux of the problem. "Did someone change her medication?"
"Smart." Qin Mo seemed to be looking at her hand, his brows slightly furrowed. "Raise your hand, the dumplings will be exposed."
Bo Jiu regained her original hand speed. There wasn't any change.
But at this moment, Bo Jiu's attention wasn't on it. Instead, she was on the case. "Which means the medicine in the video was taken by the murderer? But logically speaking, the deceased must have drunk the medicine in the video. That's why she fell into a deep sleep. Besides, the cause of death was found. There was too much sleeping powder in the medicine, but the medicine was changed after her death …"
"There isn't much that doesn't make sense." Qin Mo lowered his body, starting to teach her how to knead. "Because the medicine was changed twice."
Bo Jiu arched a brow.
Qin Mo continued, "The deceased has been suffering from a bad cold due to lack of sleep. Coupled with the depression, she hasn't recovered yet. Under normal circumstances, it would be a cough and pharyngitis. She has been taking medicine every day. Actually, it isn't strange that she took the medicine that day, but …"
"But she didn't know that the medicine she drank wasn't anti-inflammatory and cough medicine, it was sleeping pills." Bo Jiu's thoughts were always clear. "You mean an acquaintance committed the crime?"
Because only acquaintances would know her daily routine so well, right?
But she didn't have any acquaintances around her.
"Initially, I thought it was an acquaintance because only an acquaintance would know when she went out and could create the illusion of stalking her, making her feel uneasy." Qin Mo's gaze deepened. "After hearing the neighbor's testimony, I started to have other thoughts. This is a case of magic tricks."
Bo Jiu pinched the corner of the dumpling hard. "A case of magic tricks? What do you mean? "
"Have you seen Magithieves?" Qin Mo furrowed his brows again. His elegant face was filled with a strong sense of abstinence because of this action. Why was the makeup still so ugly?
Bo Jiu was rather satisfied since the dumpling could stand up.
But when she caught the Almighty's gaze, she took a second look at the dumpling in her hands and the one he had wrapped … Beauty and ugliness were instantly revealed.
In order to prevent the Almighty from making her wrap it again, Bo Jiu placed the dumpling down and picked up the second one. "Of course I have …" She paused. "The closer you are, the easier it is to be distracted. Magic tricks rely on distraction to complete the miracle."
"There's more." "The first magic trick these people did wasn't random, it was a chosen one. It was the same for the victim this time. The murderer had chosen her from the start and got to know her bit by bit. After getting to know her habits, he started to make his move. That way, a well-planned murder turned into a suicide, a suicide that would become a hot topic." Bo Jiu's breath brushed past her ears. "That's right." Bo Jiu nodded.
Madam Zhang hadn't wanted to disturb her Young Master and Young Master Jiu since they were so close.
But when she heard the word suicide, she couldn't take it anymore.
"Young Master, are you referring to the news on the internet today? No, it's a pity for the girl. I heard she was still young and yet, she's gone just like that. Her family must be devastated. The most infuriating thing is the comments from passersby. They even said she was trying to get famous!"
"Where did they say that?" Bo Jiu asked.
Madam Zhang wiped her hands, pulling out a phone from her apron. "It's all here, I was just looking at it."
Bo Jiu took Madam Zhang's phone.
It was a forum that had been created by the fans of the deceased. Yet, a bunch of 'Analytical Emperors' had appeared.
"If you want to commit suicide, just commit suicide. Why did you have to let everyone see it? I feel that she just wanted people to notice her, that's why she created such a video. After her death, the topic would naturally become a hot topic. I don't mean to disrespect her, but the truth is that she did it. Her popularity has increased and the statistics are there. Also, her fans are interesting, didn't they just write about her? Didn't they just write similar articles? They just won't let go. Anyway, as a passerby, I just want to give you two words, hehe. "
After Bo Jiu finished reading the comment, she clicked on the profile picture. When she saw the person she followed, her gaze deepened, turning dark and cold. "Madam Zhang, she isn't a passerby."
"She isn't a passerby?" Madam Zhang was confused.
Bo Jiu replied faintly, "The person she followed has the profile picture of the violator, it's obvious that the violator knows her. Tell her to be smarter when pretending to be a passerby next time, she shouldn't be so stupid. Besides, not everyone has humanity."
Madam Zhang was even more confused by the youngster's words.
She was confused because she had never heard the youngster speak so ruthlessly before.
However, Madam Zhang didn't know that the hand Bo Jiu placed down was a face that had been squeezed out of shape.
This meant that a large portion of the viciousness had been transferred to her palm.
Because Bo Jiu knew the source of such comments … Li Xue.
At this moment, Li Xue had already returned home from the police station. She wasn't in a good mood since she felt that this was all because of the original author.
She opened her WeChat Moments. They were all fans she had gained from the original author.
She said, "I'm so annoyed. Little fairies, can anyone sing a song for me?"
The WeChat Moments immediately became lively.
Someone else said, "I'm annoyed too, this news is endless. Who can the author blame for her fragile heart? It's good that she's dead."
"Stop talking, the situation is tense now." Li Xue was smart and quickly stopped those people.
Most of them were students. Soon, the topic shifted to homework.
In reality, who died and how she died had nothing to do with them.
It was understandable.
After all, not everyone wanted to distinguish right from wrong and not everyone had a heart of compassion.
But it was good that she was dead.
How could she turn around and say that she was a true fan who had been wronged by the original author?
This was no different from pretending to be a sanctimonious scumbag after raping someone.
It was a piece of cake for Bo Jiu to sneak into this circle.
The moment she found out about this matter, she had already snuck in.
But the more she understood, the more she couldn't control the anger that surged out.
She understood how human nature worked.
But this time, she had to tolerate it.
She was thinking about the consequences.
The consequences of the evidence being made public.
The deceased would be judged to have committed suicide.
The real murderer wouldn't be found.
But no one understood.
In this case, there were two murderers.
If the person who took the deceased's life was the first murderer, then the second murderer was Li Xue.
The second murderer was Li Xue, the one who violated the copyright.
The first murderer was easy to deal with as long as she was caught.
The second murderer didn't have to bear any responsibility. Others could just say it and it would be over.
Her family was rich. After the robbery, she could still publish books when it was time to publish and be happy when it was time to be happy.
The one who couldn't be revived was the original author.
Bo Jiu clenched her fists, her lips pursed into a straight line. Her gaze was intense.
That kind of gaze should not belong to a high school student.
Filled with darkness.
In that instant, even Auntie Zhang could sense the youth's change.
He glanced at Bo Jiu's face and reached out to pull her back. His voice was deep. "You can't make dumplings. Why are you venting your anger on yourself?"
Bo Jiu was pulled back from her thoughts, probably because the aura behind her was too obvious.
The person who spoke was clearly not very gentle.
But the Almighty seemed to be such an existence.
When she was about to become an evil dragon, he would always pull her back.
The dumplings were still being made.
But this time, the two of them were even closer.
"One more thing. After I figure it out, the case will be solved." Qin Mo tilted his handsome face. Even his voice was much more magnetic than before. "So, you don't have to develop a typical perverted personality."
Typical personality?
At this moment, Bo Jiu understood the Almighty's train of thought. Had the Almighty already noticed the difference in her?
It was just that he understood her existence based on the appearance of the second personality.
Bo Jiu would definitely avoid such a topic. More importantly, what didn't the Almighty understand?
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