The stewardess's voice rang out once more, signaling for the passengers to return to their seats.
She had to find the culprit before the cabin door closed.
Bo Jiu had to drag the culprit down before the plane took off.
Otherwise, what would happen to the National League?
Once the plane took off, it would take more than a day for them to return.
Was it the one on the left or the one on the right?
Bo Jiu pondered as she walked forward.
She paused for a second.
In that second, there was only one thought in her mind.
If it was the Almighty, how would he differentiate?
Actions were controlled by the person.
Words and appearances could be deceiving.
But his actions and micro-expressions were subconscious.
This was when she had been very young.
Her little canine pet had told her about it …
At that time, she had been obsessed with dismantling keyboards and climbing walls.
He had been the only one who had been leaning against the headboard like a little prince, dressed in pure white pajamas, reading a book that she couldn't understand.
It had been like a bedtime story, reading to her.
From time to time, he would pull himself away from the book, glancing at her sleepy eyes. "Stupid."
He wouldn't forget to pat her when he said those words.
When she had been young, he had taught her half of the things she knew.
Sometimes, humans were mysterious. The influence between them seemed to have been predestined from the start.
Hence, when Bo Jiu walked forward again, her dark gaze landed on their expressions and actions.
Both of them were anxious.
After all, everyone wanted to know when the plane would take off.
However, after one of them raised his hand to look at the time, he began to play with his phone again, as if he was chatting.
The other one turned towards Bo Jiu, his gaze making it seem as though he had to be wary of anyone who entered.
Bo Jiu didn't avoid his gaze. Instead, she walked towards him with her boarding pass, just like an ordinary person looking for her seat. She walked forward with her small luggage, glancing at the seat number from time to time.
Seeing this, the tall and slender man shifted his gaze back to his watch. After all, in his eyes, a high school student posed no threat at all. Moreover, the last person who came up was carrying a suitcase. If they were really here to capture him, they wouldn't take anything with them.
The tall and slender man thought of the usual Interpol methods.
But he wasn't aware of it.
The young man in front of him was most familiar with how criminals thought.
If she was the one escaping, she would also pay attention to the last person to enter the plane, and she would also observe who didn't take their luggage.
Therefore, before entering the plane, the first thing she did was to grab a small suitcase.
There was nothing in the suitcase, but she dragged it along to complete a layer of disguise.
Bo Jiu placed the suitcase down. She seemed to have found her position but she wasn't sure. She glanced back and forth.
At this moment, the tall and slender man was even less concerned. Listening to the countdown of the last minute, he flipped open the newspaper and was about to enjoy the moment of takeoff.
The young man bent down, his silver hair faintly peeking out where his eyes were. The side of his face was as fair as jade, clean and handsome. "Sir, you seem to be sitting in the wrong seat. F12D, is this the right seat?"
Bo Jiu handed the boarding pass over.
The tall and slender put down the newspaper and said in a normal voice, "This is my seat. Your seat is behind me."
"Really? The youngster laughed, a sinister aura in her voice. "I don't think your seat should be here, it should be in prison."
With that, the tall and slender man's expression changed. He held onto the old man beside him, wanting to use him as a hostage.
But in that instant, there was a loud crack. His wrists, which were holding onto the newspaper, were locked together.
The young man's movements were extremely fast. In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, he directly pressed his entire head onto the small table.
There was a loud bang!
The tall and slender man was still in a state of shock. That was when he realized that the youngster wasn't holding a boarding pass, it was a piece of white paper!
The old man beside him was the first to react, exclaiming in shock.
The air stewardesses were even more eager to rush over to them.
But before they could move, a tall and slender figure appeared in front of the cabin door.
A tall and slender figure appeared in front of the cabin door. It was Qin Mo.
He had been in the tunnel all along, waiting for this sound.
No matter who went in, he could remain calm and unhurried.
But when it was that guy …
Qin Mo had to admit that he had been slightly worried. He had been worried that there might be something he hadn't predicted. He had been worried that the criminal might have a weapon.
But from the looks of it, the operation was going smoothly.
With such a person appearing in front of the cabin, the air stewardesses would definitely cover their mouths instinctively.
"Police case." Qin Mo had already taken Director Huang's identification. He raised his right hand, releasing his aura. "Everyone, please remain seated. Can I trouble the people in the middle to move aside so my men can bring him out?"
With such a sudden turn of events, everyone's first reaction would be to stand up and watch.
But after Qin Mo finished speaking, six to seven special police officers appeared behind him.
No one dared to move.
The old couple who were closest to Bo Jiu were in a state of shock.
Bo Jiu seemed to have noticed them. After knocking them out, she lifted them up forcefully. She didn't stay any longer.
The tall and slender man was held down by two special police officers as he walked towards the cabin entrance. When he caught sight of Qin Mo, his dazed mind snapped back to reality.
He turned around abruptly and looked at the young man from before.
Silver hair, black eyes, and an eye-catching face.
He was supposed to be their next target, the Young Master of the Fu family, who was closest to Qin Mo.
But their information hadn't mentioned him. Not only did he know how to disguise himself, he was also skilled!
Inexplicably, a chill ran down the tall and slender man's spine.
How much exactly did they know about the youngster who was always by Qin Mo's side …
According to the information, the youngster didn't just know how to play games, he seemed to have some knowledge of computers as well.
It had been countless times that their plans had been forced to stop because of a single person's cyber attack.
The other party had even changed their bomb sequence without them knowing.
They hadn't even been able to find out the other party's identity.
But now, the tall and slender man had a terrifying thought.
If the person who had been disrupting their plans was this youngster …
Then the consequences …
The tall and slender man didn't dare to continue the thought. His face was already covered by a black cloth.
The moment the cabin door closed, Qin Mo reached out and pulled Bo Jiu into his embrace.
Qin Mo reached out and pulled Bo Jiu into his arms, acting as though there was no one else around.
The Interpol officers glanced at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
They hadn't expected them to have such a relationship other than being battle partners …
The two Interpol officers were desperate for information. Once they caught the tall and slender man, they would join the interrogation.
Qin Mo didn't follow them because he knew they wouldn't speak so easily.
Before leaving the airport, Qin Mo instructed Director Huang, "Check the accounts under his various identities, who are their financial transactions with? Who are the most frequent financial transactions?"
Director Huang was smart. "You're saying that the one he has the most frequent contact with is his superior?"
"No." Qin Mo glanced at Director Huang, his voice calm. "Under normal circumstances, there wouldn't be any financial dealings within an organization. The ones that do are their partners, for example, the traitor in the crime squad."
The moment the word 'traitor' was mentioned, Director Huang's expression turned solemn. "I understand."
Bo Jiu sat at the front passenger seat, watching as Director Huang's figure grew smaller. She turned over. "Little Huang really knows? If there really are financial dealings, it must be a huge sum. He would be able to know every single operation and every single one of them is a crucial one. Otherwise, the news wouldn't have been leaked so quickly. This person could even make use of the new criminal psychologist to take away your authority. His position shouldn't be low. "
"Indeed, it isn't low. At the very least, it would be someone of the same rank or above. " Qin Mo made use of the red light to light a cigarette. He held it with one hand, his features sharp. "He knows that it's just a few people. He knows about the politics of the government. Leaking information isn't something a single person can do. If the investigation starts, all the related personnel will be held accountable." Qin Mo took advantage of the time to wait for the traffic light to turn red.
Behind every major case, there would be corruption. That was the reality in every country.
As a hacker, Bo Jiu knew it better than anyone else.
But …
"I didn't know high schoolers these days would know so much."
The Almighty's casual comment made Bo Jiu's heart flutter.
She broke into a smile. "There are so many movies and dramas, it's easy to understand. Corruption starts from the beginning, that's why there's an oversight. You know me, I love police dramas."
"Is that so?" Qin Mo glanced at the youngster. "I remember your bookshelf only has novels like Overbearing CEO Falls in Love with Me, there aren't any police dramas."
Of course, she wouldn't read police dramas since the robbers would always be caught.
Bo Jiu didn't want to be caught.
Just as she was thinking about how to reply without being discovered, a voice suddenly rang beside her ear.
"It seems like the things placed in the Fu family's house aren't what you like, it's what you liked in the past."
Qin Mo's voice was calm. "Sometimes, I really wonder if you're that Young Master Fu."
In that instant.
The air in the car seemed to have frozen.
The two men's eyes met.
One was extremely deep.
The other was so dark that it was translucent.
Neither of them shifted their gazes away.
Bo Jiu's heart seemed to be nailed to the ground, beating slowly.
Until the phone rang, Bo Jiu broke into a faint smile. "If I'm not me, who else can I be? Let's pick up the call."
With that, Bo Jiu tilted her head, placing the phone beside her ear. Regardless of who was calling, Bo Jiu was grateful.
The moment the call went through, a voice came through. "Little Spade, where are you? I'm at your door, hurry over!"
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