Neurological sting.
Qin Mo almost subconsciously held his head down.
The feeling of being flooded by the sea is extremely familiar.
I was so familiar with him that he seemed to have experienced it himself, not dreaming.
Qin Mo endured the pain, but found that he could not resist.
Something like fragments poured into my mind.
The most prominent thing is that there is always a voice like glutinous rice calling him.
"Momo, don't be shy. Everyone is a girl. It doesn't matter if I take a look at it."
At that time, he only sneered in his heart, who is a girl? I am a man.
But the sound just couldn't be dispelled, but it was hard to resist: "Momo, if you ignore me like this, you will have no friends."
It's okay for him to not speak until this guy understands his gender.
Who knew that the sound seemed endless: "Momo, this is all my money, it should be enough to buy you. I checked it online. There is a saying in China that is good, money can make ghosts push Mo."
"Idiot, if you have money, you can be a ghost, not a demon." That's what he said.
Even he himself didn't know why the picture turned out to be him holding a soft fist and writing calligraphy there.
Perhaps it was because of that voice saying: "Aren't they all in distant?"|
Only then could he teach Xiao Douding to write and be a human being.
But he couldn't see the little Douding's face.
Probably it hurts too much.
Qin Mo wanted to stand up, but found that the more he wanted to know something, the more he was mentally resistant.
It was not until the stinging pain came from the palm that he woke up from the chaotic pain.
His eyes were a little deep, and his thin lips seemed to be covered with pale layers.
Looking around, there were still only a few computers running, but its owner was gone.
Yes, it's gone.
Qin Mo thought about the person who held his waist yesterday and was seductive, but now he disappeared. His heart seemed to be hammered by a hammer. It didn't hurt very much, but it was so dull that it made people feel uncomfortable even when they breathed.
So even as smart as a great god, he did not observe the details as soon as possible.
Instead, he quickly walked to the ranch nearest the castle.
He wanted to ask the people who lived there, where his Mrs. Qin had gone.
The first time I was rude.
The knock on the door was very loud, but after the third sound fell.
I found that there was no one there.
Even the old sports car parked in the ranch was no longer there.
Maybe the owner was afraid that someone would come to visit, so he wrote on one side that he would go on a trip, but he would not be here soon.
After seeing that sentence, Qin Mo gradually regained his reason.
That's a coincidence.
Go on a trip at this time.
Qin Mo took a deep breath, held someone's favorite takeaway in his hand, and walked back to the castle.
This time, he didn't feel anxious and just wanted to see someone like the last time.
Instead, he focused on the details of the environment.
All the cameras in the castle were turned on, which was different from when he left.
There were about a dozen shot down drones on the floor, and he had seen those drones before.
The tea set placed in the living room is gone.
No fragments falling on the ground.
In other words, it was taken away by someone.
As if he had figured out something, Qin Mo walked to the second floor and opened all the wardrobes.
Not only is someone less clothes, but even two pieces of suits that the old butler often wears on him, and the suitcase that has been placed under the cabinet is gone.
No organization will take the clothes away for the other party when tying people.
It seemed like I had planned in advance and I was leaving, plus the people lying on the floor...
Qin Mo paused his fingers, and before he could take a step, there were sounds of alarm outside the castle.
It was the police car coming.
And it is a large number of police cars.
Police cars parked one after another in front of the castle, and the headlights shone in from the door.
One of the detectives suddenly narrowed his eyes, lifted his gun, and shouted: "There is someone inside!"
However, Qin Mo seemed to have not heard the sound and looked up at the camera in the room.
There must be a recording screen on the computers in the basement.
"People inside, raise your hand, I will count down ten seconds, within ten seconds, if you don't come out again, I will shoot you, 10    ,9    ,8…”
"Wait a minute!" The police detective who had just gotten out of the car next to him recognized the slender figure walking out of the castle, stretched out his hands, and pressed downwards to the back, which meant that people would put down their guns: "Our own!"
"Owner?" The detectives didn't believe it. Why did anyone come earlier than them?
In fact, the police detective was also full of questions and walked to Qin Mo: "As soon as you left, I received a call from above, saying that someone called the police and said there was gunshot here, but I was not sure, so let's come and see, why are you here too? Qin?"
Can you predict it in advance?
Or how to calculate it?
After all, Qin is an expert in this field.
Could it be that the matter here is also related to the girl's memorial service?
If this is the case, the matter will be serious. Did Qin come here after thinking of some clues?
Thinking of this, the police detective's expression became serious.
But soon, he found that the other party's sight was not on him, as if he was completely out of state.
"Qin?"
He called out again.
Still no response.
Until he was wondering if it was disturbing the other person's thinking.
The familiar low sounded in his ears: "Your people told you to move all the people lying inside, and don't move the things in the castle."
"Don't move?" The detective frowned: "Don't move, there is no way to investigate the scene."
Qin Mo still had that expression, making people unable to see the joy and anger, and his tone was a little light: "I have checked before you come, and the mercenaries invaded." As he said that, he threw something to the detective with his backhand: "Help me check which organization this is. In addition, this castle belongs to my wife. I will live here in the future. If you want any news, you can ask me directly. If you move those people away, let your people go back. She doesn't like being disturbed."
After hearing this sentence, the police detective intuitively felt that someone was taking revenge on Qin Mo and immediately said: "Qin, your wife..."
"I will go find it myself." Qin Mo interrupted him.
When the police detective heard this, he became more sure of his guess. It turned out that Qin was involved in the case of the girl's memorial service, so he was retaliated against.
It’s just when did Qin have a wife?
Why has he never heard of it?
If these things had not happened, he would definitely be shocked to ask.
But now, he won't ask, and he will definitely not be in the mood to say it.
The only thing he could do was to let his people clear the scene first as Qin said.
Any mercenary has extremely cruel methods.
The police detective looked at the people being carried out and imagined a picture.
Perhaps there were too many mercenaries fighting with the people here for a while, and there was no ability to resist at all. Then a beautiful girl was captured.
The police detective couldn't bear to think about the following things, so he said to Qin Mo: "When the organization finds out, I will report it to the superiors and ask the superiors to send someone to find someone. Don't worry, the person will definitely be found."
"Need not."
The unexpected man gave him these two words.
The police detective didn't understand, what was Qin thinking?
Could it be?
There is indeed a situation where if the police do not go out, the other party will not tear the votes.
In other words, he wanted to find what Qin said just now, so he was probably worried about this.
After the police detective figured out these things according to his usual habits, he patted Qin Mo on the shoulder: "Tell me if you need it."
"Okay." Qin Mo was obviously a little absent-minded.
The more the police detective looked at it, the more he felt that Qin Mo felt indescribable, as if he had been hollowed out, and he even talked very little. Although he had fewer things before, his concepts were different.
It will take some time to clean up the site.
The police detective was also led by his own thoughts, and he kept thinking about the words "My wife's castle" in his mind, so he did not notice those subtle details.
However, when he left, he suggested that the two of them stay to protect Qin Mo.
Qin Mo was holding his pants bag in one hand, as if he was watching something in a daze. After hearing the police detective's words, he spoke: "No, my people will arrive soon, just around here."
"Okay." The police detective didn't force himself, after all, he knew Qin Mo's identity and strength very well.
He asked Qin Mo farewell to all his people in the car.
The report is a bit hard to hit.
However, this kind of mercenary revenge will indeed be seen abroad.
As the police car disappeared.
The castle has returned to the quietness of night
Two chandeliers in the hall were broken, but they did not affect the overall lighting.
Qin Mo stood there, looking at the traces left by the motorcycle in the courtyard, and his handsome face was as precious as this.
then.
He was about to take a step.
Parked next to it, Lamborghini, whose smart system has not been turned off, made a sound: "There is no way to detect the existence of the owner. Did you tell me what happened? Why did so many police cars come just now, and there have never been police cars here."
Once upon a time, its daily life with its owner was to get rid of those police cars.
How come there are police cars in the castle?
"She's not here."
Qin Mo walked towards Lamborghini.
It seems that after hearing the sounds around me, I have the strength to continue speaking.
The ripples of smart navigation fluctuations: "What's going on with those police cars?"
"The castle was attacked." Qin Mo outlined everything in one sentence: "It's a mercenary."
The fluctuations in smart navigation are even stronger: "You mean the master was discovered by some enemies? But the master usually doesn't just sit there and wait for death."
"She really didn't sit and wait for death." Qin Mo turned his head, his eyes clear as water, but deep, and his voice fainted in the night: "She just left..."
Chapter completed!