No. 1790

Fan Jia tightened her fingers after seeing this report.

For the first time, she felt that she had no control over the situation.

I thought that even with Z's presence, I couldn't influence people's hearts.

After all, she understood what those people were thinking better than they did, and she didn't expect that someone would actually come forward.

This made Fanjia's eyes darken, but there was nothing he could do. Originally, he wanted to get close to those people from the perspective of fans and then pry them away.

Unexpectedly, in the end, she only took away a few scattered people.

These people have no effect at all.

After all, Feng Yi is not a vegetarian, and he will definitely control public relations.

Fanjia realized that his plan might fail and became extremely impatient.

At this time, Bo Jiu also took action.

When it's time to contact Mr. Tang, she won't show mercy.

Of course, such calls cannot be made in front of people.

She made an excuse and went into the bathroom. After closing the door, the phone was connected. She didn't say anything unnecessary. She only said: "Fan Jia is in Jiangcheng. The last place she appeared was in the old alley of Great Wall Street. There is a small hotel over there." There are many Internet cafes, but there are also many cameras.”

The other person on the phone smiled: "Just tell me Fan Jia's location? Don't tell me your location? Or, where did you hide Qin Mo? It won't be difficult for us to find him. You guys always have to play games." ”

"That's true. How about the organizing committee, Mr. Tang, do the work and let the great master participate in the competition, and you can catch him?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, tapping the fuselage with his fingers, one after another. It's like negotiating conditions.

"Z, do you think I don't know what you are planning? Didn't you already expect that we wouldn't arrest him in public, so you brought him directly to Jiangcheng? It's really troublesome to arrest Qin Mo. You also have to think of an excuse. But no excuse can convince the public." When Mr. Tang said these words, he stretched out his hand and pulled off his tie: "I said the last sentence at the meeting. It is always a bit difficult to persuade those people."

Hearing this, Bo Jiu calmly said, "Young Master Tang, please be humble. This level of deception is a piece of cake for you."

The person on the phone did not answer the question, but changed his tone and said slowly: "As long as you can ensure that Qin Mo does nothing, we will not take any action. Once he shows signs, you will do it." Be prepared.”

"My boyfriend is busy dating me every day and has little time to do other things." Bo Jiu said casually, but in fact he knew the situation best: "On your side, if we can't catch anyone, I will If you don’t mind, I’ll catch you.”

"Are you arresting? Want to commit a crime? Z, this is China, not the fifth line. Do you want to arrest people or kill people? Play your game well, other things will be taken care of here. It's not good for you to stay calm. , but to be nice to the one in your family, you should understand what I say."

Of course Bo Jiu understood, and it was because he understood that he did not directly launch a large-scale network attack to find traces of Fan Jia.

During the inspection period, whatever she does will be counted on the master, so she cannot do it.

"If nothing unexpected happens, we can find someone at night." These were Mr. Tang's last words.

This man always does what he says, and since it's night, it won't go past midnight.

Bo Jiu felt relieved. Just after hanging up the phone, there was another call.

It's Feng Yi.

Bo Jiu pressed the answer button.

The voice from over there came over, as if from somewhere, and the background sound was a bit noisy: "Let those brats rest assured."

After just a few words, Bo Jiu's lips curled up: "Does the organizing committee agree?"

"Yeah." Even though he was tired, but more of a joy that he wanted to share with someone: "However, the people in the organizing committee still need to see what his current strength is. If his strength is still first-rate, the lineup will remain the same. constant."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "What do you think? It's too late to fight now, right?"

"I gave the video of your training yesterday to the organizing committee. The organizing committee is looking for someone to analyze it." Feng Yi said this and paused: "Waiting for a while, the results will be available soon.

Having a chance is better than having no chance. "

"good."

Bo Jiu's eyes lit up, Feng Yi was right, at least there was still a chance...

at this time.

Within the organizing committee.

One person led the three great masters of the Shonan team in.

The person in the lead is the leader of Xiangnan, Xiao Jing.

Goddess Luo stood on the left, and Zhao Sanpang stood on the right.

To be honest, I was called out by the organizing committee at such a sensitive time.

Zhao Sanpang was still a little frightened.

The person sitting in the middle of the meeting smiled and said: "Sit down, don't stand. We have called you here this time because we need you to complete a task with us."

"Work?" Zhao Sanpang turned his head to look at his captain with a confused round face.

I saw that he didn't have any emotional waves.

With such a comparison, he was making too much of a fuss.

Zhao Sanpang told himself to be calm, otherwise it would damage his godhood.

But before he could adjust his sitting position, a video suddenly appeared on the big screen over there.

They have heard the game ID in the video quite frequently recently. After all, someone's show of affection is simply outrageous!

"This account is now operated by Qin Mo." The man said, while looking at their faces: "I believe you have all heard about the exposure on the Internet. It is undeniable that Qin Mo is a very good e-sports player, but now he has lost his memory. Whether he is still suitable for playing in the Asian Games, none of us can make a rash decision. The video was intercepted from the Internet, and the data is true and reliable. Take a look, just from the technical analysis, what is Qin Mo's current level?"

Zhao Sanpang stared, this thankless job, why is it always done by them, Xiangnan!

Before he could speak.

His wrist was held down by someone.

Luo Meimei smiled and motioned him to turn his head.

Only then did Zhao Sanpang see that their captain had begun to observe the operation and movement of the game characters in the video.

Others from the organizing committee were also watching.

After all, those who can be in this circle know more or less.

There are even people who have retired before.

But when it comes to the real understanding, it is still the Xiangnan team.

After all, they have been the national champions for three consecutive years.

Not only that, they once won the runner-up in the Asian Games.

Regarding the technical aspects, it is most appropriate for them to provide reference for opinions.

The video is not short, because it is not one round but three consecutive rounds.

After it ends.

The man raised his hand to turn off the screen, and his eyes fell on the surroundings of the conference table again: "Let's decide by voting. There are eleven people present now. Everyone should not abstain. If the number of votes in favor is 6, the Imperial Alliance will retain the original lineup. Otherwise, Qin Mo will be disqualified from participating. Before voting, you can all express your opinions."

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