The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu's typing fingers paused.

A hacker always has many mailboxes.

And no one will know her email address.

Except...Hoshino.

Bo Jiu was now certain that the figure she saw during the regional competition was not only familiar, but also very likely that it was him.

Change the IP, the email will change accordingly, and there will be another email.

Bojiu's eyes moved slightly and he automatically logged in using his IP.

Only then did I discover that one-third of the mailboxes contained such an email.

A third of the mailboxes, nearly a thousand letters.

A thousand letters... Bo Jiu sat in front of the computer and closed his eyes for a moment. It was not the right time to open them again.

We have to wait until the national competition is over.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall. There was still half a month left.

There is still half a month until everything here ends.

But everything will not be so calm.

The night is getting darker.

Wu Zhen was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at all.

As soon as she closed her eyes, the image of Qin Mo kissing someone else today would appear in her mind.

Who is that woman?

Just because others don't understand Qin Mo doesn't mean she doesn't understand him either.

She has liked him for so many years.

Almost watching his every move.

When did that person care about company rules?

The more she thought about this matter, the more Wu Zhen felt that something was wrong, and a feeling of not getting what she asked for made her directly attribute the reason to the person who was kissed.

Maybe she should check out the other person's origins.

Wu Zhen narrowed her eyes, sat up, and called her colleague.

"Hey, you are in charge of the security of the hotel on the outskirts of Nanshi District, right? No, it's nothing. I attended a party today and I feel that the security there is not good. I want to take a look at the surveillance there. Okay, Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow."

Wu Zhen is a policeman. Working in this profession is indeed convenient sometimes.

The next day, she changed into casual clothes and wore a police uniform, and went with her colleagues to the hotel where the masquerade was held yesterday.

Under the new year, it was a routine matter for the police to check these things, so neither the hotel nor Wu Zhen's colleagues thought there was anything wrong with Wu Zhen's actions.

The hotel was very cooperative. When the manager heard that there was a safety hazard, he took the person directly to the monitoring room.

It’s just that the security guard in charge of this area is still wondering. Why were there so many people monitoring yesterday?

However, people are born with the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Generally, when they see police officers in uniform, they will never mention some trivial matters.

So they didn't take the initiative to say that Mr. Qin had seen the surveillance, and Wu Zhen wouldn't know.

But there was one thing that was particularly strange. When they went back to take a look, all the surveillance footage from yesterday was gone.

"What? It hasn't been transferred out yet?" Wu Zhen asked from the side.

The two security guards looked at each other and said cautiously: "The surveillance seems to be broken."

"Broken?" Wu Zhen frowned heavily: "How could the monitor be broken if it's good?"

"We don't know about this..." the security guard guessed: "It should be a system problem."

Wu Zhen failed to achieve her goal, and her face became a little cold: "You are in this business, why don't you even know this?"

The security guard fell silent...

However, when the colleague next to Wu Zhen saw her like this, he lowered his voice and said, "It's just a routine inspection. Nothing happened. It's just that the surveillance system is broken. Just ask them to pay attention. Or do you have anything to investigate?" "