No. 1797

Qin Mo didn't move!

Why didn't it move?

Fanjia looked towards that person.

I saw him holding the amulet again, with no emotion in his eyes, but it proved a point.

The effect of psychological suggestion is not enough for him to kill Z!

Obviously when facing other people, it's totally fine.

Why can’t I do it when I’m in front of this person?

Fanjia's fingers clenched, her eyes full of reluctance!

But soon, she realized something!

Although it won't work for him to kill the woman, he will take action if the other party hurts her.

Not only that, the way he looked at that person was still completely unfamiliar. In other words, Z's arrogance only ended here!

Fan Jia rolled his eyes, put away the knife, and leaned here pretending to be helpless: "Brother Mo, she will take me away, she will definitely take me away, she is like the people outside. Dude, help me."

as expected.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and blocked Fan Jia's face. His eyes seemed to have lost their light. His voice didn't sound like he was replying to Fan Jia, but rather like he was telling himself: "I won't let anyone take you away."

Seeing this, Bo Jiu paused, raised his eyes, and looked towards Fan Jia.

Fan Jia revealed less than half of her face, but her eyes were a little gloomy, as if to say, come here if you have the ability.

Bo Jiu narrowed her eyes. She really didn't like to see such a scene, even if she was mentally prepared.

Fan Jia was still pretending to be pitiful, calling "Brother Mo" in his mouth. In fact, he just wanted to make Bo Jiu angry.

In this way, as long as Z takes action against her, Qin Mo will no longer disobey his orders like before.

Whoever hurts her will die. This is the true hint of his psychology.

The more Fan Jia thought about it, the more obvious the curve of her mouth became. She couldn't wait to see how heartbroken this arrogant Z would look when he was knocked down by Qin Mo himself!

Fan Jia took another step forward, just to make it easier for Bo Jiu to touch her.

Unexpectedly, the man smiled slightly, pulled the wooden chair on the next table with one hand, and sat down with his long legs spread apart. He said nonchalantly: "I'm not interested in rats like you living in the gutter. You are a police officer. If you really want to take someone away, I will also take my boyfriend. Also, Brother Mo, do you also use the names we use, Miss Fan, you are really cool. What’s funny is that you have been trying to copy others all your life, only to find out after copying for a long time that what is fake is fake and will never become real.”

This last sentence made Fan Jia's expression completely change!

It took all her strength to suppress the urge to stab this man!

She knew very well that at this time, she could not be exposed, and her eyes turned red: "What do you mean by insulting me like this? You just want to kill me, but now you are denying me? The relationship between Brother Mo and me is not yours It can be broken up in just a few words. If you want to arrest someone, arrest them. Don’t provoke them here!”

Hearing this, Bo Jiu did not speak, but glanced in the direction of Qin Mo.

That profile face was still handsome without any ripples.

Logically speaking, with his intelligence, he would not be unable to identify the problem, even if he lost his memory.

But now, he has no intention of not protecting Fan Jia.

In the final analysis, it is still related to the "key" of psychological suggestion.

It's like the computer is recognizing its master.

When setting up, if you set this fingerprint as the owner, then it will recognize this fingerprint.

Fanjia was the only person in front of him at that time.

This is the role of the "key". It allows a person's psychological endurance to completely collapse at the zero point, and then induces his deepest self-suggestion, and the setting will be completed.

Unless a breakthrough can be found.

But Bo Jiu had no idea what was his psychological breakthrough.

She originally thought that after he saw her, he would know that Fan Jia was the fake one.

Now it seems that it doesn’t matter whether it’s true or false.

It's about the initial settings.

Only memory can be restored.

There is no other way.

Or wherever he goes, she watches him.

Bo Jiu raised her eyes and saw that he was looking at her with deep eyes.

then.

He spoke: "Are you always this dirty?"

Bo Jiu: "Dirty?" Where?

"There's something on the clothes." Qin Mo's voice sounded lukewarm, even preaching: "Didn't your family tell you that it's best not to climb the walls in places like the kitchen?"

Bo Jiu curled his lips when he heard this: "My boyfriend told me before, but unfortunately he has lost his memory now and doesn't even care about me anymore. I am almost becoming an unwanted child."

Qin Mo looked at the young man in front of him and pointed his finger.

It obviously has nothing to do with him.

I don’t know why Qin Mo heard that sentence.

He actually wanted to reach out and touch his head with messy black hair.

Such thoughts made his chest hurt violently, as if he had betrayed someone.

Bo Jiu also noticed something strange about Qin Mo.

Because it was too obvious, he held his chest with one hand, his eyebrows were twisted, and his lips were horribly pale.

How much pain does it have to cause it to look like this?

Bo Jiu wanted to reach out to help him, but he took a step back and stretched out one hand, still protecting Fan Jia.

"I probably understand."

What exactly is your autosuggestion?

Because I always feel that I didn't protect me well.

That's why you become like this.

Bo Jiu took a deep breath, and seeing the plainclothes officers coming in, she immediately gestured to them not to come over.

She knew the Great God too well.

Maybe her approach was okay.

But if it was those plainclothes officers.

He would sense the danger.

Now he would get rid of any dangerous things.

"Let them go."

This was the first sentence Bo Jiu said after coming out.

The plainclothes officers all widened their eyes, and one of them was even more amused: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

If it wasn't for Tang Shao's order on the phone, he really felt that the boy was not helping them, but helping the criminal. Although he was the one who found the person, he couldn't be so ridiculous!

"I know exactly what I'm saying, let them go." Bo Jiu glanced sideways: "I know you have snipers here, but I also tell you one thing, no one's shooting skills are better than the people sitting in this noodle shop. If he wants to leave, you may not be able to stop him, not to mention that the boss and waiters in the noodle shop are hostages. If he wants to hijack a hostage, he can do it in minutes. By then, the situation will become unmanageable. Do you think it's better to let them go, or let them hijack an ordinary hostage and then leave?

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