That's why that person stopped after seeing Hitoshino's game video, so every time that person raised his eyes and looked at Hitoshino, he had a strong sense of connection.
Tell yourself not to care.
But it seems like a huge stone was pressed down on my chest. Even if I raise my hand and put the photo back to the original place, it will affect my heart.
It seems that memory has returned to that day.
While he was fighting with her in the square, a BMW tomahawk appeared and took her away from him.
Such trust and cooperation.
He originally thought that only between him and her was there.
It seems now.
There was a person who appeared in her life earlier.
For this impossible reality.
It seems that I can do nothing even if I use up any method.
Qin Mo sat in his original position. His side face looked like there was no emotional fluctuation. He was noble and handsome, and even the arc of his chin was perfect.
It was because Qin Mo knew that this elder was warning him.
Even if you know it is impossible.
But he still thinks.
It would be great if the person who appeared in someone's life was him.
It would have been great if he was the one who carried her off the wall in the photo.
Qin Mo, who has always been known for his rationality, actually used these two words "Suppose".
The last ray of light was collected.
Before dinner began, candles were lit on the dining table, and silver tableware was placed on it, reflecting the light and it looked very soft.
Bo Jiu felt that this was the first time that he had officially hosted a great god at home.
Romance is indispensable. Without roses, many roses were picked outside and came in.
Qin Mo glanced at her and said nothing.
Bo Jiu sat down, raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself that what was wrong?
I turned around and looked at the butler's grandfather, and also had a slight smile on my face.
I raised my eyes and glanced over the bookshelf over there, probably also understood what was wrong.
Bo Jiu was quiet for a while, then walked to the side and took a small notebook, plugged it into the USB flash drive, clicked on one of the documents, and then turned on the screen of the notebook: "This is a recent case on Fifth Avenue. The police were a little confused. There was no tool for the crime, especially the last person, who was like lying in a bathtub, and he would be drowned if he didn't come out. At first, I suspected it was deep hypnosis, but later I saw this... "As he said, Bo Jiu changed the photo: "Needle, these should be addicts, and the friend on the road gave me five words, a girl's memorial."
Qin Mo raised his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him.
Bo Jiuyixiao: "I know Brother Mo doesn't want to talk to me now. After all, my identity is here and I have kidnapped you. But I don't want to see it happen for the girl's memorial service, and Brother Mo doesn't want to. As for this matter, I can still provide some information to Brother Mo, and I also need Brother Mo's analysis. What kind of person do you think the murderer will be?"
Qin Mo said: 'It doesn't matter who the murderer is. What's important is that the other party will commit the murder again. Only by finding the common points of these people can we infer the next person."'
"The common point? They are all Chinese." Bo Jiu couldn't tell anything when he looked at these photos: "I'll check it later."
Qin Mo nodded, as if he was a little absent-minded, shaking his wine glass in his hand, even the sound quality was a little light.
Chapter completed!