Chapter 777 - Found It
National School Prince Is A Girl
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
A ringing phone shattered her thoughts.
However, this time, Qin Mo wasnât called by the special forces troops, but the crime squad.
When Bo Jiu saw the name Little Huang appearing on his phone screen, she paused, wondering who it was.
For him to pick such an endearing nickname...
Unexpectedly, the Almighty picked it up nonchalantly. âWhat is it?â
The person replied calmly, âSomething big.â
Even though the other person said just two words, it was enough for her to identify him.
It was obviously Director Huang from the crime squad.
So Director Huang was âLittle Huangâ?
The Almightyâs naming skills were over the top.
That aside, the Almighty didnât seem to be guarding against her when he picked up the call because Bo Jiu could faintly hear the voice from the other side.
âI have an answer to the girlâs case. It was as you said, this matter isnât that simple. Thereâs an app that allows users to befriend each other. The app allows cars nearby to post their status. Girls who are willing can provide the drivers with their numbers in order for them to send them home. As those cars are usually backed up by a company, nothing should happen, but the girl mentioned thatâs how she contracted AIDS and...â
Bo Jiu once again confirmed that he wasnât afraid of her hearing the contents because when Director Huang paused, he prompted, âAnd?â
âAnd we found out that the car that picked her up wasnât the same as the one that she left her number with, even though both cars are BMW. But according to the original driver, the records were clear, he had picked up another girl and after sending her home, he returned home as well. Hence, he wasnât the culprit. After our men told her about this, she didnât seem to be in a right state of mind and said she hadnât expected the note to be real.â
Qin Moâs eyes lit up. âWhat note?â
âThere was a note left in the hotel. Initially, she didnât understand what it meant, brushing it off as a joke, but with the current state of things, everything seemed to have been planned. There was a line written on the note, âGuess whoâs the next one contracting the sickness.â
Director Huangâs voice was lowered.
If it was as he had said, the nature of the case would be different.
âCan you guess whoâs the next one?â
It was obviously a serial case, and if it was such a case, this perpetrator was a highly unstable transmitter.
He was an AIDS carrier, making him the best murder weapon.
Bo Jiu had wanted to unleash her mental strength, giving the Almighty his privacy, but he didnât seem willing to let her off.
Instead, he asked for the specifics. âWhere did they have sex? Do you have details from the hotel?â
âYes and no, the girl mentioned that her identification card was used to get the room since the guy left to get a bottle of red wine he had forgotten. He told her to send him the room number after it was done...â
Bo Jiu couldnât help letting out a whistle, which happened to enter Little Huangâs ears. He widened his eyes. âWhatâs the situation?â
Qin Mo glanced at the youngster, seeming unruffled. âMy cat.â
This answer was an insult to his intelligence!
Which cat could whistle?!
Just as he was about to question him, a catâs cry came from the other side.
Bo Jiu was caressing him.
However, Princess didnât just cry, he was having a fit!
Did the youngster really think he didnât have a temper?!
Qin Mo continued looking sickly, his tone infuriating. âYou should have heard, he isnât at his best today.â
With just one line, he successfully placed the blame on his cat and forced Director Huang to swallow all his doubts.
âThen could you ask your cat why did he whistle?â
Qin Mo replied leisurely, âWe can discuss that later, did the hotel capture the manâs appearance?â
âNo, it didnât. Not because he was disguised, but rather because of the large crowd that day. He took the lift with a huge group and once he was out, he had his head lowered the entire time, preventing the cameras from capturing anything.â
Director Huang clenched his teeth, a sign of how frustrated he was.
Qin Mo, on the other hand, remained calm. âI understand.â He was prepared to hang up, but Director Huang gasped.
âCanât you provide me with some profiling so that I have a direction?â
âIâll send it to you in a while.â Qin Mo hung up after, eyeing the youngster. âFess up, why did you whistle just now?â
Bo Jiu simply smiled faintly. âSince the female paid, this just means that the guy is either someone good looking or extremely wealthy.â
âOh?â Qin Mo raised a brow. âWhy do you say so?â
Bo Jiu placed her laptop down. âThere are many people who would be willing to give birth for people as handsome as me and Brother Mo. If something did happen, who would care about the hotel fee?â
It was the same for her thinking about kidnapping the Almighty and leaving a huge sum of money in return.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
As opposed to the ransom, bringing him away was of greater importance.
âLetâs talk about the second circumstance.â The youngster held onto the railings, pulling herself upwards suavely, her lips curved, the mole beneath her eyes looking unusually obvious at the moment. âThe girl was attracted to his money and was planning to rail him in slowly. Hence, she wouldnât mind the initial splurges because she was convinced he would be able to give her much more. Brother Mo, youâre a psychologist, Iâm sure you would have already guessed what I just mentioned. Besides, your conversation wasnât soft, it isnât possible for couples to meet through such an app. Hence, we have to eliminate the possibility of them having an intimate relationship, which leads to the circumstance where he is rich and handsome, allowing the female to open a room willingly. But the latter seems more possible.â
Qin Mo lifted his lids, signalling for her to continue.
Bo Jiu tilted her head, looking like a Casanova. âIf I were to find a girl for sex, I would never have brought red wine. That is clearly the behavior of a rich man. He drives a luxury car, brings good wine and if he wore expensive clothes, he would definitely entice the hearts of many girls. Since some girls would be attracted to these. I suspect that she must be a very materialistic person as in-spite of her low pay, she was willing to spend two to three thousand on make-up and ten thousand on luxury goods. Hence, becoming a rich wife is one of the most fundamental desires. I wonât question her intentions, but itâs clear the perpetrator had been manipulating such desires. Such girls would lower their guard towards rich people, hence, agreeing to have sex the first day they met.â
Bo Jiu would never have guessed that one day, she would be discussing a case together with the Almighty as a friend.
It was a unique experience which easily ignited excitement within her.
However, quickly, that excitement was extinguished by his words.
âIf you were to find a girl for sex?â Qin Mo tilted his head, his voice cold. âI never knew you had such thoughts.â
Bo Jiu stilled, not understanding the guilt she felt. âI was just giving an example.â
âI I guess physics isnât the only thing you are bad at, even your language is horrid.â Qin Moâs gaze didnât warm up. âWho taught you to use such examples?â
With an intellect like the Almighty, Bo Jiu didnât intend to continue that topic. Instead, she inched towards him with a smile. âIsnât it your turn?â
Since a certain someone had been taking care of him for the past two days, Qin Mo warmed up a little before speaking, âThe perpetrator should be between 25 and 35 years old. He isnât very good looking, but he isnât ugly either with a certain degree of male charisma. He has a nice smell and is very picky about clothes. He is clean and rich, has the freedom to arrange his time and has a strong vengeance towards materialistic women. He is currently single.â
Bo Jiu could only deduce that he was a rich and clean person. How did the Almighty come up with the rest?
âHe has a nice smell?â What led to that conjecture? His singlehood could be explained since a married man would often invoke a sense of distance. Bo Jiu agreed that the perpetrator was single, between 25-35 years old and charismatic. She also agreed that he wasnât ugly since anyone that looked like Director Huang with a beer belly, wouldnât be able to entice a girl to enter his car, regardless of how rich he was. Much less to say to be willing to pay for the hotel room. Hence, he definitely wasnât ugly and would probably possess looks that wouldnât install discomfort. But scent?
Qin Mo lowered his lids, breaking into a smile as he watched the youngster frown. âThe wall-jumping student isnât that skilled after all. You havenât been paying attention to biology lessons. The initial attraction between a male and female is invoked from both the appearance and the scent they give off. Why else would people shower before having sex? Mmh?â
Bo Jiu was at a loss for words again, pulling Princess over to caress him.
Who would learn that during biology?
Besides, no one other than the Almighty would use that to access a case.
âThis is a troublesome serial case since itâs obvious the perpetrator isnât dumb and has everything thought out. The phone he used back then is probably already invalid.â Bo Jiu managed to pull the topic back to the case.
Qin Mo sat on the pure white bed, raising a brow. âDirector Huang didnât seem to have mentioned the line was cut off.â
âI guessed it.â Bo Jiu didnât avoid his probe. âItâs simple. If I were the perpetrator, I would have prepared some props beforehand. The phone line would cut off after every successful meeting. Once there is another target, I would use another line. The car plate should be altered as well, which can be done with a little money. Besides, the perpetrator takes action on a weekend whenever there are a lot of cars. Hence, it isnât hard to blend into the masses.â
Qin Mo toyed with the lighter, his voice calm. âThatâs a good deduction.â
Such a compliment could easily invoke cold sweat.
If it was someone else, they would have felt guilty, but Bo Jiu knew she couldnât back down at such a moment. âWith the experience in livestreams, this much is easy to deduce.â
Pa!
Qin Mo kept the lighter, smiling at the youngster. âYouâre trying to hint that the perpetrator isnât new at this.â
âCommunicating with Brother Mo is simply a breeze.â Bo Jiu threw herself onto the bed, folding her hands behind her head. Since the Almighty wasnât suspecting her anymore, she could focus on the case. âBut...â
âBut itâs possible that someone else is giving him directions.â
Before Bo Jiu could speak, Qin Mo had interrupted. Even though he was ill, he still carried an aristocratic air.
Bo Jiu smiled. That was indeed what she had wanted to say. âA befriending app has public notices, but the numbers the girls leave arenât public. It wouldnât be difficult for hackers to get the information, but thatâs not the case for ordinary people.â
This time, Qin Mo remained silent.
He reached for his phone, tapping the screens.
Bo Jiu watched as the words Little Huang appeared on his screen. She was curious about his reaction if Director Huang found out about this nickname.
Director Huang was preoccupied at the moment, but when he saw Qin Moâs call, he was filled with agitation. âDo you have an answer?â
âThe serial murder,â Qin Mo spoke emotionlessly, âZ is the mastermind.â
It wasnât just Director Huang on the other end â Bo Jiu froze as well.
Z was the mastermind?
Bo Jiu raised a brow. This conclusion...
âInvestigate this together with the Maidenâs Sacrifice.â Qin Moâs eyes dimmed. âIâll send the profiling for the perpetrator to your email. You can search for him according to the list and regardless of whatever mediums you use, make it known to the masses to not accept such meetings casually.â
Director Huang replied, âThat will be easy, but are you thinking too much into this case? The Maidenâs Sacrifice was through a chat room, but this is through an app. Isnât there a difference in the nature of the cases?â
âBoth are done through the internet and the victims are both females. His thoughts are shown through his actions. Both cases are linked to sex. Even though the methods are different, it is fundamentally the same and the main point is that no one would leave a note after executing their crimes. This is the second challenge he is sending to the crime squad.â
Every word seemed to hit the spot.
Director Huangâs mouth hung wide open while he scratched his head. This was clearly a challenge towards you! The crime squad was just collateral damage!
âAfter zeroing in on the target, donât make any rash movements. Iâll send my men over to interact with the perpetrator to get Z out.â After giving his orders, he hung up on him again.
He didnât even give Little Huang a chance to react.
Bo Jiu decided to volunteer. âBrother Mo, what do you think about sending me to follow him? My hand speed isnât bad.â
She had to be more proactive since it concerned looking for her imposter.
Qin Mo kept his phone while spitting only one word out lazily. âNo.â
âAlright.â
She would just have to follow the crime squad members because although she respected all of her petâs decisions, it didnât contradict whatever she wanted to do.
Qin Mo turned to sweep her a glance, his tone carrying a hint of warning. âBe obedient, guess what the consequences are if I catch you again.â
âBrother Mo, whereâs the basic trust between humans?â Bo Jiu heaved a sigh of relief. âI havenât hacked into anyoneâs network in a really long time. Do you know what that is like for a hacker?â
Even though he knew the youngster would never be honest about it, Qin Moâs lips remained lifted as he watched his depressed state.
Bo Jiu curved his lips, jumping off the bed towards the shower with her phone.
After closing the door, she turned on the shower to drown off all the noise.
Amidst the pouring water, the youngster lowered her lids. Her long fingers were pressing onto the screen and her dark eyes were brighter than ever as the letters were turning into Chinese words.
âFollow the crime squad members, the hunt begins. Z.â
She lifted her hands, pressing the send button.
Then Bo Jiu tugged on her uniform and the sound of water was heard.
The skies started to darken.
To an esports player, gaming at night had the most feelings.
When the alert for an email sounded, Watanabe glanced towards the person reading a comic on the floor. âVice-captain, is that your phone?â
âMmh.â Hoshino lowered his lids towards the row of words before he moved his fingers, deleting all traces.
At that moment, he realized that Z was really back.
Unknowingly, it had started to rain outside.
Far away in the county hospital, the ruckus was persisting, drowning out the rain outside.
Fortunately, they were soldiers with good physique, blocking out the cold in the office because if they had been ordinary people, they would have been exhausted.
The special forces soldier was there as well. Since Young Master had given his orders, there mustnât be any mistake and being around was the only way he was reassured the matter could be done smoothly.
But there were too many documents which could only be searched manually without any shortcuts.
Just as he was convinced it would take the entire night, the document was found.
A young soldier bolted upright in a perfect salute. His voice was clear. âReport, I found it!â