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Fu Jiu listened to the vibrating sound from the side, and when she turned her eyes sideways, Qin Mo had already picked up the phone and walked out of the room.
Director Huang called, and his voice was a little heavy: "This case is a bit difficult to determine. If you have time, come to the police station tomorrow."
"Understood." Qin Mo put away the cord, glanced at the boy again, and finally chose to sleep on the sofa instead of going back.
The next day, at eight o'clock.
The Z on the Internet really took action.
It's just that the results are a bit unexpected.
The sacrifice of the girl in the previous trailer did not appear.
However, some of the pictures that were exposed still made the police a little bit overwhelmed.
Fu Jiu didn't sleep very deeply last night, but when she woke up again, she saw the news on TV.
Qin Mo sat on the sofa, pressed the remote control with his fingertips, and said in a calm tone, "The object of your imitation seems to be aiming at the same thing as you."
Fu Jiu raised her eyebrows: "Brother Mo, you mean that Z?"
"What do you think the girl's sacrifice in the trailer said?" Qin Mo asked without answering.
Fu Jiu sat down: "I just woke up, and brother Mo wants to test me again?"
"It's case analysis." Qin Mo put his hand on the young man's head: "Eighty percent of the suspects have been cleared, are you happy?"
Is such a casual tone really trying to coax a child? Or perfunctory coaxing...
Fu Jiu made a suggestion: "The remaining 20%, can't you get all of it?"
"It's twenty-five percent now." Qin Mo stood up, with a handsome profile, and even the way he was buttoning up buttons was full of abstinence: "I don't like bargaining."
Fu Jiu: ...inexplicably five percent more.
"Go wash up, and then follow me to the police station." Qin Mo's voice sounded again, very deep.
Fu Jiu was already standing in the bathroom, squeezing the toothpaste with her head down. When she raised her eyes, she just met the eyes of the man in the mirror: "What are you going to do?"
"Eliminate 20% of your suspicions." Qin Mo was leaning against the door frame, and saw that when the young man was brushing his teeth, he seemed to avoid the position of his upper lip.
He frowned, walked over, took the toothbrush from the boy's hand, and pinched the boy's chin with one hand: "Open your mouth."
Fu Jiu still had bubbles in her mouth, but she felt that these would not affect her handsomeness: "I never asked anyone to brush my teeth for me, and it was the same when I was a child. If I couldn't reach the sink, I would move a stool and stand on it Brush on the stool."
"Should I praise you for being smart and buy you candy?" Qin Mo raised his brows, and his movements were more gentle than oppressive: "Don't talk, go drink water."
Fu Jiu was good at this time, and she basically followed the instructions of the master.
Water entered the throat, making a gurgling sound.
At that moment, it seemed that even the morning sun became gentle and watery.
Qin Mo has always known that the young man's skin is good, but when the sun is shining, the skin on the side of his face is like suet white jade, and the smooth and soft touch remains at the fingertips.
He thought, he really was completely bent.
Because no matter what the guy in front of him looks like.
He seemed to be starting to lose control of himself.
The desire to possess is getting stronger and stronger.
It was so strong that he could even smell the boy's breath, and his fingers would feel hot.
But, now is not the time to unleash the beast inside.
Otherwise they will not even be friends.
Because, he didn't want to see rejection in the young man's eyes, even if it was only a little bit...