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Chapter 16 Spade Z is not a teacher, but a student

Press the elevator button.

The fat man took the lead and rushed to the rooftop with his book.

But the above was actually empty!

Not a single figure?

how so?

"Mr. Qin." The fat man turned his head with an ugly face: "Z Spades must be here! There will be no mistake!"

If you say so, what about people?

The fat man hurriedly searched.

Qin Mo walked over and swept the candy paper on the ground with sharp eyes, and there was still residual warmth on the candy paper.

"There is indeed an extraordinary person." Qin Mo said, and his black military boots rolled over the candy paper hard, stood condescendingly on the rooftop, looking down at the entire school, with his war uniforms flying, like a god: "Z Spades is a student."

The fat man whispered: "Can you guess this?"

"Who is the teacher who is so bored that he can eat lollipops? You were wrong in the beginning." Qin Mo took his eyes back and placed it on him.

The fat man really couldn't resist the breathless gaze of their president.

It seems that Qin is a little unhappy if he has not found Z of spades.

The fat man touched his nose guiltily: "This, it's not my fault. I saw that Spade Z operates so well, so I thought he would be at least a teacher, so how could he think he would be a student?" Student! This is a high school, which student would be so powerful that he could fight against him?!

"Fatty, do you look down on students? I'm still a student. I'm better than you if I don't play games!" The young man from the cat department scratched the wall in dissatisfaction.

Qin Mo suddenly raised his hand and glanced at this side.

The scene became quiet immediately!

"Something is ringing." Qin Mo's voice was very light, but with an absolute order, he threw down a word and said coldly: "Look!"

The bodyguards in black immediately dispersed on the spot and searched around the rooftop.

Suddenly!

Someone shouted: "Young Master! Here!"

That was a trash can.

A pure white IpadAir2 lies in the trash can.

Intact, there is no sign of depreciation, the sound is from this tablet, and it is very clear when it is close.

"Is this left by Spade Z?!" A trace of shock flashed through the fat man's eyes.

Qin Mo had never taken anything in the trash can. He raised his eyebrows and stretched out his left hand, and immediately someone put on black gloves.

"Has the phone turned off?" The young man with big eyes: "Why did he throw his tablet here?"

The fat man's expression sank: "He found that we were looking for him, so he simply cut off all the traces. It's so cunning! Don't tell me, he is using a tablet to fight me!"

"So what?" The young man from the Meow didn't understand, is it important to have a computer?

The fat man looked serious: "The tablet computer equipment is at least five times worse than that of an ordinary laptop! If he uses a tablet, have you ever thought about what the effect would be if he uses a laptop one day?"

The young man from the cat was shocked after hearing this!

When the fat man thought of that possibility, his eyes began to lose his mind: "I can't even fix his approximate position. Why is such a powerful person not ranked? Who is he? Is a... high school student?"

Qin Mo stood by, with long legs, noble face, deep and cold eyes like an ancient pool, black fingertips slid across the flat screen, and suddenly, a number lit up!
Chapter completed!
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