Buzz!
When Fu Jiu turned towards the vibrating phone, Qin Mo had already left the room with the phone in hand.
It was a call from Director Huang, whose voice was deep. "This case is rather tricky. If you have time, head down to the station tomorrow."
"I understand." Qin Mo kept his gaze on the youngster. In the end, he didn't return, choosing to sleep on the sofa instead.
On the next day at 8 am, Z's imposter took action, but the result was unexpected.
The forecasted maiden's sacrifice hadn't appeared.
Instead, images were exposed, posing trouble for the police.
Fu Jiu didn't sleep well, waking up to the headlines of the news.
Qin Mo sat on the sofa, his fingers pressing down on the remote, his tone calm. "The person you were imitating seems to have targeted the same matter."
Fu Jiu lifted a brow. "Brother Mo, are you talking about Z?"
