Different from Xiao Qi's gentle transmission in the past, the movements of the black mist can be called irritable, and An Ning felt that he had been thrown into pieces, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

didn't wait for him to react, he just felt that someone had shoehorned a lot of plot into his head, and he couldn't help retching a few times with a headache, wanting to get out of this painful state.

"I advise you not to waste time on the boring sighs of sadness and sorrow, the death rate in this world is ninety percent, I wait for you and him to join." After the black mist laughed maliciously in An Ning's mind, he stopped making a sound.

Hearing his words, An Ning cheered up and looked up the information of this world.

The more he looked at him, the tighter his eyebrows wrinkled, as the black mist said, this world is very difficult, and it is a great test for the two people who already had concerns in the previous world. In this world, An Ning plays a genius Mo Anning with an IQ of more than 200. As the saying goes, "There's a fine line between a genius and a madman." "As a genius, Mo Anning's greatest wish is to participate in a perfect crime, whether he will be a participant, a victim, or an investigator in this crime, he is willing. He knew that his idea was shocking, so he buried it deep in his heart and never mentioned it to anyone.

It wasn't until recently that he finally smelled the same kind in one place.

QIA is home to highly intelligent criminals or detectives from all over the world. With layers of protection, even the world's best hackers can't learn about a single user here. Therefore, people are also happy to share all kinds of bizarre cases around the world for reasoning, these cases may be operated by the uploader himself, or may not, the reasoner has to rely on the clues in the uploader's narrative to deduce the complete process, and then, the uploader selects an answer closest to the truth among many reasoners, hangs it at the top of the comment area, and gives the other party a certain number of points, as a "reward" for reasoning. Mo Anning was originally in the first place, until a person appeared, the guy codenamed A, not only deduced the complete criminal process in his reasoning, but also pointed out the shortcomings in Anning's reasoning, and incidentally explained where he would put the murder weapon if he was the murderer. Obviously, his answer was more popular with the uploader than An Ning's, but in just one week, An Ning fell from the throne of the first in ten thousand years and was trampled under his feet.

"Damn, nasty, cocky guy." This is the original owner's definition of A.

"Jingling" An Ning glanced at the phone prompt, "Not good." An Ning glanced at her phone and said loudly, hurriedly packed herself, picked up the Oxford bag on the table that looked very old, and ran out of the house quickly.

Sitting in the taxi, An Ning glanced at his mobile phone, fortunately the original owner has the habit of setting schedule reminders, otherwise, he will definitely miss the gorgeous report to the FBI.

"Hi, my name is Mo Anning. I made an appointment with you to report today, who should I talk to? An Ning knew that she was embarrassed now, but she still kept a smile and said.

"Oh, wait a minute. Parker, well, the new guys in your group are here. The female police officer in charge of the reception smiled at him in a friendly manner, and then said, "Your senior Sima Shang will come to pick you up, uh, you better tidy up in two minutes." Your boss is usually more serious. The female officer turned her make-up mirror to Anning.

"Thank you." An Ning quickly sorted it out, and when she felt about the same, she suddenly saw a tall foreign man in a black suit and a very serious look appear behind her. I think he was the boss that the female police officer had just contacted for herself.

"Follow me." Parker gave An Ning a brief remark before turning away.

"Thank you, Tina." After An Ning politely thanked the female police officer, she was about to turn around and leave, but she hit a wall of flesh head-on.

"Hmm~" An Ning couldn't help but rub his sore nose.

"How do you know her name is Tina?" Parker asked with a pair of eagle eyes, glancing at An Ning.

"Uh, guess." An Ning looked at the other party's eyes, paused and said, "There are two receptionists, although I didn't know their names at first, but on the visit registration form, the appearance rate of the two names Tina and Mona is 100%. She gave me the mirror with her left hand, and combined with the left-handed handwriting on the registration form, it was easy to tell her name. ”

"Wow." Tina let out a sigh, "Parker, this new little guy in your group is good. ”

"Well," Parker replied casually, and then said to An Ning, "Follow me." ”

Parker led An Ning through the winding corridors to an office, pushed open the door and said, "Guys, there's a newcomer." ”

"Wow, he looks so small, he looks like he's only 18 years old, Parker, are you sure we don't employ child labor?" A blonde beauty with a convex figure walked up to An Ning and looked at him carefully, jokingly.

"In fact, I'm 22 years old." An Ning pushed the pair of flower-framed glasses without any prescription on his face, and said in a deep voice.

"He failed the physical fitness test, David, you remember to tutor him later, and try to get the results he deserves as soon as possible." Parker said as he looked at a muscular man sitting at his desk.

"No problem. Give him to me, and you can rest assured. David, a black man, smiled at An Ning and showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

"Oh, your socks are so special." A white girl dressed as a goth with short hair jumped out of the computer room next to her, tilted her head, looked at An Ning's feet and asked.

"Well, my grandmother said that wearing socks with a different color will bring good luck." An Ning said in a serious nonsense.

"Hey, does Huaguo have this custom?" The goth girl was stunned by An Ning.

"Okay, Jenny, I think we should keep our eyes on the latest case and not on someone's socks, shouldn't we? Rosalie, you can bring the materials. Parker interrupted their conversation in moderation.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Rosalie shrugged and pressed the remote control.

"The Los Angeles police found a body this morning, uh-huh, guys, I'm sure you've all noticed something special about this body, yes, it's him, the guy we call the Highway Killer has reappeared."

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