Mr. Bo is paranoid

Chapter 118 Protect Her

Qin Wen was very embarrassed, and pulled his short hair less than one centimeter: "I used to be an Internet addicted teenager, I stayed in Internet cafes every day, played games and ate instant noodles. Once I wanted to rob when I had no money, but it was the first time I did something bad. I met Mr. Bo, and he asked me to watch the national flag raising."

That morning, he shed tears, full of pride, pride, and hated that he had lived so muddled in the past.

After so many years, the bad boy at the beginning has grown into a strong man, who understands responsibility, has responsibility, loves the country, the people and the family.

At the beginning, I nodded and sighed in my heart, Mr. Bo is really nice, I gave him a carload of watermelons today.

At ten o'clock in the morning, in a villa in the imperial capital.

A middle-aged man in a black suit pointed at a pile of photos on the table and breathed fire: "I don't have this person? I can't find it. What's the use of me raising you trash?"

The person in the photo was Chu Shi. After what happened that night, the father of the middle-aged man was investigated and his freedom of life was restricted, and now he has been placed under shuanggui.

"Minister Cao, I took someone to Fairy Town on purpose. There really was no such person. It was the address of a flower shop. I showed the photo to the shopkeepers nearby, and everyone said they had never seen her."

"Did you go to the local police station?" Cao Ye's eyes were about to spit fire.

"Go, they don't know." The man had a bitter face.

In this information age, there are still people who can't find any information, which is incredible.

"Minister Cao, otherwise you can leave this matter alone, so as not to implicate you."

Cao also sighed: "That's my father, you think I can ignore him?"

He is also resentful in his heart, he has been in this position, conscientious, not daring to make the slightest mistake, but he is strict with himself, pampering and protecting his family.

Never thought that his father had done too many bad things, so something happened like this.

After investigating his father, it will definitely be his turn, and even he will be dismissed and dealt with.

Everyone else cheated their fathers, but his son cheated, that old man, Cao also cursed in his heart.

"How many people did Bo Simo send to this little girl?" Cao Ye originally sent people to Xiannv Town to arrest her family members at the beginning, and used her relatives to threaten Bao Simo. Probably not.

As a result, when his people rushed there, they found that the girl seemed to have jumped out of a rock, and the previous 18 years were blank.

Even if she was a black household, she would have gone to school anyway, or someone must have seen her, but none of them.

The man became serious, and he analyzed: "There are ten bodyguards on the surface, distributed in Nanjingyuan and Film and Television City, and Bo Simo sent another driver there this morning."

"What about the secret whistle?" Cao also knew that this bright whistle was for those who wanted to be unfavorable at the beginning.

However, it's impossible for Bao Simo to have a backup.

He has trained many intelligence scouts, who are best at disguising.

"The dark whistle has just found one," the man said, "The proprietress of the happy flower shop is a man, and I really can't tell the difference from the other dark whistles."

His people have also learned anti-reconnaissance, and they also stayed in the film and television city to observe who was the secret sentry arranged by Bo Simo.

It seems that it is possible for everyone, but it seems that everyone is not.

"A group of idiots, that's what Bo Simo specially asked you to discover." Cao Ye had met Bo Simo a few times before, the youngest son of the Bo family was a genius since he was a child, and he was impeccable in his work.

How could he let an untrained person come out to pretend, even if they deliberately let them find out, it was also a warning. At the beginning of the move, he had to weigh how many people he had arranged in the dark.

(End of this chapter)