"Look!"
The audience surrounding the youngster suddenly pointed at the big screen behind the youngster when they heard the high-pitched singing.
At this time, the content above had changed.
Rao Rong's side profile appeared on the screen along with his father, a hero who wanted to report corruption but was silenced.
The photo looked old because Rao Rong was obviously different back then, he was very young.
Pieces of evidence were displayed in front of everyone through the video. It was like a two-minute film.
But this movie actually existed in real life.
It included the scene where Rao Rong was chased out by the club and after his return, he didn't hesitate to offend the club in order to replace the worst player the investor had arranged.
And what Rao Rong had said at the end of the competition.
At this moment, it wasn't just the people in the square watching the video, there were also Rong fans holding onto their phones, suddenly feeling like crying.
They had liked this person for a long time.
Those who had been with him till now all knew what kind of person he was.
That person was the strongest sorcerer in the esports scene, one of the three pillars along with Almighty Xiao and Almighty Qin.
He wouldn't play an esports match that went against his own conscience for money.
He wouldn't really lose his humanity.
There was too much unfairness when it came to that person.
It would indeed cause a person to be twisted.
Perhaps it was because he had such a father.
That was why he could survive in the cracks.
But at the same time, someone had let down his youth.
At his peak, his family had been ruined and he had been in such a state for over a year.
He was someone who loved esports so much.
Do you still remember the youngster who had stood in front of his teammates when he first debuted, wearing his uniform and smiling?
That scene had been in the past for too long.
For a long time, why didn't they see the almost extinguished light in that person's eyes when he appeared again?
What exactly did he go through to become the complete opposite of what he had been in the past?
He had been maliciously suspected, expelled by the club, betrayed by his teammates and robbed of his glory.
However …
Even so, in the end, he hadn't done anything that went against his conscience.
He had wanted to redress his father's grievances, going against the organization but he hadn't executed the organization's orders.
It was because he had told himself that he would only punish those who deserved to be punished and not the innocent.
In the face of some pointed evidence, he couldn't deny it, because if he did, his father would be wronged for life.
When everyone saw the final scene, not only the ordinary people, but even the members of the Key Case Investigation Unit who were still on duty stopped in their tracks, their eyes red.
Rao Rong's father had brought them along.
"President Qin."
Not far from the commercial square, a Land Rover was still queuing up to enter the parking lot.
The driver looked at the screen in the distance and couldn't help but turn to look at his young master.
Qin Mo's eyes were also on the words on the screen and the old photos.
Then, he pushed open the car door, held the metal bar in front of him with one hand, and jumped over. His black trench coat drew an arc in the wind.
The driver opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. After all, the young master's appearance just now was really handsome, very different from his usual self.
Just as everyone was looking up at the big screen.
Qin Mo walked into the crowd, holding his phone as he dialed Director Huang's number. "There's no need to search inside, Z is outside."
Director Huang, who had already entered the mall, was confused. "Outside? How do you type on a computer outside? "
"You have to ask Z," Qin Mo replied faintly. Qin Mo's voice was calm. "The view isn't as good in the mall as it is outside. Also, we can see the police's movements from here. Get our men out and move quickly because Z is already wrapping things up."
Director Huang widened his eyes. "Wrapping things up? The video on the screen is still playing, how can it be wrapping things up? "
"Z's network attack can be delayed." Qin Mo walked through the crowd, his eyes sweeping past the people that walked past him. Then, he headed towards the fountain. "You can ask Smith about this."
Director Huang pressed his throbbing head. "Smith has already gone crazy."
"Is that so? Z slapped him in the face? This method is indeed maddening, the higher-ups should have taken action. Do you still have Rao Rong's father's file? I want to take a look. "Qin Mo's gaze was as deep as the night, walking as though he was searching for someone.
Director Huang fell into a rare silence. "It's a little difficult, it has been more than a year and it will take some effort to present some evidence. But for his case, the difficulty lies in the fact that the person in charge of his sentence and the file management has already retired. Some of the information has also been lost, making it difficult to reconstruct the situation."
"Which means someone has tampered with the file." Qin Mo's voice sank. "Then check who he wanted to report back then. The information has been lost and there must be an internal problem."
At this point, Director Huang understood that the person they were looking for was most likely someone with a high position and authority.
As for how high this person's authority was …
Director Huang glanced up at the screen. To be able to bury a grievance for such a long time without even seeing the light of day, it had to be someone in charge.
Director Huang's heart couldn't help but tremble. If it wasn't for Z's video, the grievance would never have been known.
Z … the evil hacker had chosen to use such a method to make a comeback.
Was it to let everyone know the truth?
Director Huang's body trembled. When he looked at the screen, his expression changed.
This … was Z's intention?
In that moment, Director Huang seemed to understand why Qin Mo had never believed Z was the culprit from the start.
Even if their modus operandi was very similar, even the way they acted was 90% similar.
But in terms of intention, it was worlds apart.
Z was using a hacker's method to do the same thing.
To cry out for justice.
To let the truth be known and to return justice to the victim.
Even so, Director Huang didn't believe their path was the same.
Because they had to consider more.
That was right, someone like Z would become the ideal hero in everyone's heart.
But to maintain peace, they had to rely on the strict policemen who were constantly on the move and didn't even have time to eat when they were busy.
Against Z.
Even Director Huang felt that it was a pity.
But he still had to say that people with different beliefs couldn't make plans together.
In the past, Qin Mo had deviated when it came to Z.
Therefore, this sentence could not be more suitable to be used on these two people.
Among all the criminals, Z was the only one who could earn Qin Mo's praise, no one else.
But a criminal was a criminal after all. He believed that Qin Mo had a balance in his heart.
And now, Z had appeared again.
Even he didn't know how Qin Mo would deal with it.
Outside the plaza, the crowd was surging. The video on the screen was still playing.
Qin Mo suddenly paused, the corners of his eyes arching. Where was the singing coming from?
He furrowed his brows for a moment, then followed the sound and quickly walked over.
At this moment, the singing stopped.
Qin Mo's eyes dimmed in that instant.
At this moment, the youngster in the middle of the plaza removed her guitar from her neck, placing it behind her back.
Bo Jiu's actions were natural, just like a singer by the side of the street, packing her belongings and heading home after encountering trouble.
She bent her long legs, closing the laptop on the ground.
The speed was still running.
There was a minute delay.
To Bo Jiu, a minute was enough.
She turned, but didn't go to the motorcycle parked at the parking lot.
Because she knew that if she rode the motorcycle now, it would be a signal to the police that she was there.
She carried the guitar and walked into the crowd.
Bo Jiu was still wearing a black mask. Even though the police had moved from the inside to the outside of the mall, there were two policemen who brushed past her. They didn't notice that the person they were looking for had walked past them, heading towards the crowd.
Bo Jiu didn't walk quickly because most of the people around her were still immersed in the video. Their emotions and walking were heavy.
At this moment, it wasn't a good thing to walk quickly.
Some of the girls watched as the youngster, who had mesmerized them, walked with them, their hearts beating faster.
They hadn't expected the youngster to walk in the same direction.
They wanted to ask him where he was going and if it was on the way.
Just as the girls' faces turned darker, the youngster suddenly glanced up.
The young man suddenly looked up and saw a tall and straight figure standing in the crowd. It was as if he was a god waiting for a rabbit to come to him.
Bo Jiu's fingers stilled, her pupils trembling.
She started to analyze the situation.
There was still a distance to walk from here to there.
But she couldn't just turn around and leave, because that would only make the Almighty notice her at first glance.
Hence, she could only face him head-on.
This situation was similar to the first time they had met at the Fifth Avenue.
The difference was that Bo Jiu already knew how formidable her opponent was.
She had seen the Almighty but he hadn't seen her.
Even if he had seen her, she had disguised herself.
But Bo Jiu wasn't sure if her disguise would work in front of the Almighty.
Bo Jiu watched as the distance between them shortened. Her left hand, which was in her pocket, clenched tightly.
Ninety meters.
Eighty meters.
Seventy meters.
Sixty meters …
Bo Jiu counted the numbers in her mind.
There were two times when the Almighty's gaze swept over her.
Her heart didn't seem to belong to her, beating rapidly.
She had to think of a way.
Otherwise, it was very likely that he would be recognized.
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