Qin Xin reminded him faintly, and Rhodiola had not yet reacted: "What? What? Where is the bomb?"

Qin Xin shook his head speechlessly and took the phone away from his ears.

Next second.

I heard a huge explosion from my phone.

Then what came was Rhodiola's wailing in a dirt face: "Damn, our convoy's car No. 8 exploded. Who did it? Who??"

Qin Xin had no choice but to send the last sentence: "You clean up the scene, I'll go back to the hotel to sleep. Don't look for me if you have something to do. Don't look for me even if you have something to do."

Rhodiola finally reacted: "Damn, Queen, how did you find that there is something wrong with Car No. 8?"

Qin Xin: “…”

Can you still be your boss if you can't find the problem?

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The climate of continent a is the opposite of that of the empire. The empire is still frozen and frozen. In the spring, the flowers are blooming and the sun is shining brightly.

Qin Xin simply sorted out her luggage and equipment in the hotel, and sat on the unfamiliar big bed and was completely sleepy.

There was a time difference, but she didn't want to fall.

I looked through my phone.

Xiangxiang sent her the simple scenery of the countryside, as well as the three fresh soup cooked on the large pot stove: "Miss, your master asked you where the New Year is?"

Master Rabbit?

Qin Xin supported her chin, "Where to go back during the Chinese New Year is really a headache."

She had already rejected Mr. Nalan and didn't want to see those people in the Qin family, where else could she go?

I felt homeless for a moment.

What's more, if she didn't find out the real murderer behind her blood, she couldn't sleep well.

After pondering for a few seconds, she replied: "I'm not the New Year."

Then he turned over and got out of bed, took the documents and information, left the hotel and headed straight to the F1 Racing Stadium.

The official racing stadium of Azhou is in the city center. After Qin Xin arrived, he first went to check in and check out the venue.

The official competition is two days later, and she must first check the arena and have a clear idea.

I don’t know if it’s the goalkeeper who guards the stadium all over the world, but his mind is a little unsightly. Qin Xin encountered another obstacle before entering the stadium.

The gatekeeper saw that she was a foreign face and refused to open the door: "You didn't even bring an agent or assistant. What if it was a fake? I can't afford to put the fake one in the wrong."

The gatekeeper is righteous.

Qin Xin was not angry either: "What proof do you need? I am not a fake?"

The gatekeeper listed a lot of documents: "Unless you check these for me... you have to find the coach of your team on the spot, and at least three of your teammates call to testify..."

This condition is quite harsh.

It's just intentionally difficult to be a human being.

Qin Xin had all the documents in her hand, but she was a little unhappy to show it to him.

As he was talking, a girl with a face in Azhou, wearing a famous brand fashion, and wearing a ponytail came over and whistled at the gatekeeper: "Hey, I'll go in and take a look."

The gatekeeper immediately opened the door for the other party, nodding and bowing respectfully: "Miss Sara, go slowly..."

Qin Xin narrowed her eyes.

"Why can she get in?"

If she remembers correctly, there are no other female racers in the entire F1 racing registered contestants except her.

The gatekeeper immediately turned into a proud face: "That's the eldest lady of our Shengsha Group. Can you compare it with the eldest lady? We are going to go in whenever we like. The land in this racing yard is rented from the eldest lady's house!"

Qin Xin understands it.

Oh, that's the female version of Mr. Nalan, a little rich man?

The gatekeeper locked the door again: "If you don't have a document or a witness, just walk away. Don't get in the way here... Alas, you can't... You barbaric woman! You actually broke my lock!"
Chapter completed!