Chapter 1097

Bo Jiu touched the bridge of his nose: "The captain of the special forces, an expert in psychological crimes, the only child of the Qin family, and the grandson of the An family."

This layer upon layer of relationships.

It made the old butler feel more and more headache: "Is it the Anjia I know?"

"It's that Anjia." Bo Jiu sat down on a chair, "Beier is rich, that's why I'm so passive."

Seeing the young master's lonely look, the old housekeeper thought that the other party was taking Joe, so he put his hands behind his back and uttered a word: "Tie."

At the same time, An's Annex.

A blond man with a hooked nose walked in.

At the age of thirty-seven or eighteen, it's just that Americans will look more mature than Chinese people of the same age.

He was dressed casually, but he walked with wind. Although he was informal, he was well-bred. He entered the hall and took off his hat: "Is Qin there?"

Seeing the person coming, the housekeeper was in a daze for a moment, and then recovered his elegance: "The young master is in the study."

That man was very hot and furious. After all, if Qin came back, he would definitely be able to help him solve the case at hand.

The wooden door of the study room was opened, and Qin Mo looked up. He thought he would see a young man who was about to come back, but he didn't expect to see an old friend.

"You left in such a hurry, you probably didn't just come to deliver me some materials." Qin Mo sat there with his legs crossed, and put the pen in his hand on the table.

The person who came was none other than Steven, a very famous investigator from the FBI of the United States. He sat down on a chair and said, "Qin, I have encountered a very difficult case and need your help."

Qin Mo stood up, then took a newspaper from the coffee table, folded it and read it twice.

Steven couldn't sit still: "Qin, I'm serious, this case is really weird, it..."

"Criminals can be hypnotized." Qin Mo interrupted him in a low voice, still handsome: "The scene of the crime has been destroyed, and the direction of your investigation is not right."

Steven's eyes were shocked: "Have you seen the crime scene? How is this possible!"

Qin Mo reached out and pressed the back of the newspaper, and tapped with his fingertips: "Here, the serial suicide case, some people are questioning whether there is a murderer, and the photos were taken by the accompanying media."

"That's it." Steven's body was not as tense as before: "I thought you had some supernatural powers, and you can still see the cases here in Huaxia."

Qin Mo was still looking at the photos in the newspaper, and his voice was neither too fast nor too slow: "Do you know why hypnotists are successful? It's because they not only divert people's attention, but also understand the psychology of ordinary people to a certain extent. We must know the news only when we arrive at the scene.”

Steven shrugged, well, now he has been classified as an ordinary person.

"These victims must have some kind of connection." Qin Mo retracted his eyes and said, "Find this connection."

When Steven heard this, he stood up and wanted to leave, feeling agitated.

Qin Mo frowned: "Information."

Steven was helpless: "I will give you all the information about z, not to mention that guy went to your Huaxia, why did you come to the United States?"

Speaking of this, Steven seemed to realize something, suddenly raised his head, and he stammered a little, who was always calm: "You, don't tell me, that guy is back again!?"

Qin Mo glanced at him, and said two words with his thin lips: "No."

Steven muttered: "That's good, otherwise I will report again. What did my subordinate Smith think? He insisted on going to Huaxia to catch Z. Now that he is back, he has been hit for some reason. Sullen, compared to the scene where the report was made at the beginning, it seems that the aura is even lower..."

"Smith?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

Steven nodded: "Smith, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Qin Mo smiled playfully, "You should go, officer."

Steven: ...Didn't it mean that Chinese people are hospitable and hospitable, especially friendly to their crooked nuts? He must have met a fake Chinese person!

But this trip was worthwhile.

As soon as Steven got out of the annex, he put a warning light on his car.

The reason why Qin Mo issued the order to evict the guest was because too much time had passed.

Someone should be back too.

Sliding open the phone, Qin Mo dialed a number.

shutdown?

Before going abroad, both of them opened international roaming, just for the convenience of contacting.

After Qin Mo heard the notification tone on the phone, his eyes sank, and he didn't call Queen An.

Instead, he directly pressed a series of numbers, and his voice became a little lower: "Go and see Young Master Nine."

"Jiu Shao is still in the makeup remover room, it's not convenient for me to go in." The person who said this was at the shooting scene, the figure who gave Bo Jiu a video before.

Qin Mo frowned even tighter: "The cleansing room? How long has she been in?"

"Half an hour, the same goes for other actors, in addition to removing makeup and changing clothes, it's a normal time."

Be normal to others.

Not necessarily normal for someone.

Qin Mo lowered his voice a bit: "Go ask the staff to confirm if she is really removing makeup."

"Yes." When the figure heard the young master's order, he realized that something was wrong.

After he asked the staff, his throat was a little dry.

Qin Mo's phone was not released: "What's the situation?"

"Jiu Shao didn't enter the dressing room, this..." Human figure wanted to say that he had watched the other person go in with his own eyes, but in the next second he remembered something: "It's that person just now!" Blocking his sight, it was at that time , Jiu Shao disappeared.

Qin Mo tightened his fingers holding the phone, and his back felt a little stiff. He had already made preparations, but wasn't it enough?

"Send someone to look for it." The coldness in Qin Mo's eyes was like a thick fog, entangled in it: "The key point is to check the fifth avenue."

"Yes."

In fact, Qin Mo no longer knew how he hung up the phone.

That person is really gone.

Didn't say anything, didn't leave any address, didn't even say goodbye.

Sitting there, Qin Mo felt as if his heart had been hollowed out by something.

Before coming here, I could still hear that person calling him Brother Mo.

When eating, it seems to be planning something, with a fluffy head, like a little fox.

He obviously does things neatly, but at certain times he looks like a child.

So no matter when, I want to take care of that person.

It seemed that just holding that guy and smelling the smell of her hair could make people feel good.

Obviously so close, but suddenly disappeared.

The screen of the mobile phone is smooth and bright, and it is a group photo of two people.

Qin Mo suddenly felt such a pain in his heart that he had to bend over even to stand up.

It was impossible to continue sitting in the study.

Qin Mo went to the shooting scene himself, and Queen An was still filming.

But Qin Mo wasn't looking for Queen An, he was looking for the director.

"You mean all the scenes have been filmed? It's only been a day?" Qin Mo frowned even tighter.

The director sat there, resting for a while: "I also find this kind of progress unbelievable. Jiutai can grasp the character of the characters. All his pictures are one-off, and they are even better than I imagined. It's like he was that guy, it's amazing!"

The director was very excited when he mentioned this, and even called out the last scene shot by the teenager.

That shot was originally reserved for the opening scene of character one.

At that time, the boy was not wearing a black windbreaker.

It's a plain white shirt.

He was sitting on a leafy tree branch, with a book covering his face. After hearing the sound, he seemed to have just woken up from sleep. He took the book away with one hand, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he was squinting at the camera with a smile. , the silver hair was a little messy, and two buttons of the shirt were undone, looking extremely casual.

The fallen leaves fell and hit the young man's shoulder, and being blown by him, I only felt that the scene was full of sunshine.

It was such a young man, when he came out later, he was dressed in black, very handsome.

Qin Mo looked at the camera, his eyes fluctuated with intense emotion, but he restrained himself. He put his fingers on his knees, clenched them tightly and then loosened them.

"Thank you director, I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first."

Qin Mo stood up and walked towards the direction of the vehicle.

At this time, he was determined.

Someone planned it that way from the beginning.

Although as the director said, it is impossible for many people to finish in one day.

But judging by the whole movie.

There are not many shots of a certain person, most of the time it is a back view, and only three shots capture her front face.

So it is not impossible to shoot all the tricks in one day.

As long as that person has a heart.

Qin Mo sat in the car, holding the steering wheel tightly with one hand.

He knew she was planning to go.

It's just that she didn't expect that she didn't miss it at all.

Qin Mo started the car, and the speed was shocking.

It's just that he didn't know it, just when he started the vehicle.

A car figure quickly followed behind his car.

The car came out from the side, with smooth lines, all black color, and the aura of domineering.

"Master, as a qualified sports car, I have to give you a pertinent suggestion. Judging from the speed of the other party's car, he is currently in a very unstable mood. Should we take a little guy?"

Swish!

Beautiful wag.

Bo Jiu stopped the car, feeling a little guilty: "Don't take that guy."

The navigation curve moved: ...I really didn't expect the master to have a guilty conscience.

"It's enough to have the medicine that the butler grandpa gave me." Bo Jiu looked sideways and focused on the co-pilot.

Navigation Curve: ... What a guilty conscience! Human feelings, as expected, it has no way to understand.

"I have to find a way to stop the Great God first." Bo Jiu's eyes moved, and she remembered the mobile phone in her pocket. She pressed it first, and after seeing the twenty unread messages, Bo Jiu felt even more guilty for no reason. Looking at the screen, she could also feel that the Great God wanted to kill her.

However, things have come to this point, any hypocrisy is a waste of time.

Must be tied!

A note to readers: come here first today, okay, Ann, stay with your family.