Chapter six hundred and eighty eighth under his eyelids
Visit separately?
Qin Mo's deep eyes swept over the pure black coat placed on the chair, then reached out and picked up the clothes, a trace of cold flashed in his eyes: "Will you take off your battle uniform here when you go for a visit?"
Lin Feng was stunned when he heard this. Yes, media interviews all had to wear war uniforms.
Why didn't he expect this?
However, if Xiao Haipai didn’t visit, where did he go?
"Or it would be convenient to go?"
Qin Mo didn't say anything anymore, but just held the pure black coat and tightened his hands bit by bit.
Then he paced and walked towards the left.
Lin Feng shouted: "Captain."
Qin Mo had no intention of turning back.
Lin Feng was a little confused. Logically speaking, wasn’t the little spade just missing for a while? Why did the captain react like this? Is this abnormal?
Could it be that the relationship between the captain and the little spades has reached the point where it is like a second of three autumns after a minute?
Anomalous?
In fact, Qin Mo had this reaction, which was not abnormal.
He had noticed something before the game.
But he didn't expect that guy would dare to be so bold and dare to let him do this under his nose.
If I had known it, I would have watched it for 24 hours, and someone’s paws just won’t be able to learn how to live.
Qin Mo knew very well that this was not simply missing.
If you really leave for a while, this wouldn't be the sign.
What the hell do that guy wants to do!
Because he didn't see the familiar figure, Qin Mo's hands were clenched.
He stood there for a second, leaving the crowds of people.
Finally, I took out my cell phone and the voice was very cold: "Where is it?"
"Young Master?" After receiving this call, the special forces soldier who was hesitating about marshmallows completely gave up the idea of queuing with the children. After all, his height was already regarded as a stranger by the little cuties around him, and he regretted leaving the commercial square. He reported very rigorously: "Outside the e-sports venue, the abortion center."
Qin Mo raised his eyes and felt very breath: "Transfer the planning diagram of the entire commercial square to me, including the entrance to the ceiling."
"Yes." After answering this question, the special forces immediately said: "Does the young master want to catch the suspect?"
Qin Mo paused again: "Suspect?"
"Young Master, you forgot, the Crime Team is also nearby." The special forces soldier was holding a cone in his hand, and he couldn't tell what his identity was: "I saw a few plainclothes."
Qin Mo's eyes were slightly darker: "Didn't forget, send me the specific location of the suspect and tell everyone that the action will be advanced."
"Okay." Special forces will record the matters in this kind of itinerary. The young master originally meant to wait until the game is over before dealing with the matter here. In order to avoid alarming the enemy, the "magic" will first approach the suspect and then do something else.
Now the action is ahead of schedule.
This really doesn't look like the style of a young master.
Could it be that something happened?
The special forces soldier didn't understand, so he stuffed the cone into his mouth and sent a message as he walked: "The fishing operation begins, keep the coordinates in touch at all times."
Chapter completed!