when the moon whispers

Chapter 124 Girl-Bracelet

case three girls
38 bracelet
Although it has been concluded that he stabbed someone with a knife and closed the coffin, no one has ever confirmed whether Hu Jiarui was indeed present on the roof of the main teaching building when the case of falling from height occurred.

Jiang Mo bid farewell to the well-intentioned Mu Hong with melancholy in his eyes, turned around and came back to look at each other with a confused and confused Xiao Letian and sighed.The two of them were about to shred the record files that had yielded nothing, and were wondering if they should just try to deceive Hu Jiarui through some devious ways, and first try to find out Hu Jiarui's bottom line - at this moment, Xiaomi Lulai, who had returned from the exam week, Following Xiao Cui Liang, he knocked on the door of the criminal investigation office, pointed in the direction of the reception room, and blinked briskly, "A couple of students came over. They had been circling at the entrance of the hospital. They said they were in finance. If the university is willing to provide clues to report and testify, there should be progress..."

However, Hu Jiarui initially thought that the two incompetent police officers in front of him were trying to deceive him.

She held back the broken hair at her temples and watched nonchalantly as Officer Xiao slapped the table in a harsh voice. She even had enough time to look at Jiang Mo, who was sitting huddled aside, staring provocatively at her injured left shoulder.

"You touched the key to the mailroom on the first floor. The witness went out to check after hearing a loud noise outside the building. He heard footsteps while standing at the corner of the stairs. After hiding, he happened to see you - from the top floor, carrying the bunch of keys to the mailroom. Come down slowly." Jiang Mo yawned, taking advantage of Xiao Letian's singing, which made his throat smoke and urgently needed water, to continue talking, and tilted his head slightly: "If it's just these clues and evidence, It may not be enough to convict you of intentional murder..."

"But -" Jiang Mo sighed regretfully, staring intently at the corners of Hu Jiarui's mouth that turned up unconsciously, and suddenly leaned back on the chair without any intention of entangled, chewed the words and smiled sarcastically: "Hu Jiarui, do you want to be careful - - Fine - Think about what you did at the crime scene? When you were faking it, you wiped the screen of Yan Sisi’s mobile phone with your sleeve. When you locked the door and faked the suicide scene, you even scratched the lock on a corner of your clothes, and even the key to the mailroom. There are your marks on the board - but even if there are these evidence clues, you are not worried, because you always firmly believe that we have neither witnesses nor relevant evidence, so as long as we drag it on, the worst thing is to stab someone with a knife. A coffin-breaking case.”

"But..." Jiang Mo raised one eyebrow in a leisurely manner, "How do you say that cliché saying, 'The legal net is wide and open, and no leaks are missed'. The witness has been found. As for the evidence..."

"So where are the evidences? You just want to deceive, right?" Hu Jiarui sneered: "I told you, I did go to the rooftop that day. Is it normal to leave traces of clothes? There is also the key board in the mail room. , that thing can be used by anyone, we often take it when we open the classroom door, maybe it is the fingerprints left behind unintentionally..."

"...Hmm..." Jiang Mo nodded nonchalantly: "What about Yan Sisi's phone screen?"

Hu Jiarui tugged at her cuffs calmly: "...I have a pretty good relationship with her. What's wrong with using her mobile phone? The edge of her mobile phone screen has long been broken, and it may have been caught on her clothes unintentionally - Furthermore, how do you know that the hanging fibers are my clothes? Where is the evidence? Furthermore, so what if it is the traces I left. The ones who are in conflict are Yan Sisi and Wang Yan. I did not kill her at all. reason--"

"But what if someone testifies that you went to Yan Sisi just to kill her?"

"I've already done the kidnapping with a knife, and you still say there's no reason..." Jiang Mo sneered indifferently, picked up the folder and tapped it on the table, "Hu Jiarui, is it worth it? For someone who can only be free..." Paul, you can provide the recording of your conversation to the police at any time——"

"Impossible! He is simply lying! I had clearly turned off his cell phone and confiscated it when we met in the cafeteria——"

Hu Jiarui frantically slammed his fists on the table, yelled a few words hysterically, and then froze there. A mottled white light exploded in front of his eyes, and he lowered his head as if falling off a deep cliff.

Jiang Mo sniffed and shivered in the cold space of the interrogation room: "Wang Yan gave the testimony that you discussed and instigated Yan Sisi to jump off the building in the cafeteria that day, the broken edge of the mobile phone and the rooftop door lock. The clothes fibers caught on the hook came from the same place. There are witnesses in the teaching building who can confirm and correct me. After the loud fall, I saw you coming down from the rooftop with the door locked——"

"But I really didn't push her! This shouldn't be considered murder, right? If she fell down due to slippery legs, how could it be considered a deliberate murder on my part?"

Hu Jiarui leaned forward with all his strength, trying to get a chance for himself to avoid extreme guilt. He tugged hard on the handcuffs on his wrists, and the metal chains banged against the table: "I'm sorry to God. I swear, if I lie about this fact, I will be thundered! Although I wanted to force her to commit suicide on the rooftop, I never touched her from the beginning to the end! It was really an accident when she fell! When I pointed at her, the bracelet she gave me was thrown out, and she subconsciously tried to grab it, but she lost her balance and fell off. How can this be considered intentional murder on my part?"

Jiang Mo's pale face was as dark as iron, and his voice almost rolled to the ground.

"Hu Jiarui, what exactly did you and Yan Sisi say?"

——Shao ​​Jie broke out in a cold sweat as Jiang Mo cut out the redundant and kept it simple, abandoning details and privacy.He gripped the steering wheel so tightly that the car swayed for a moment, but Jiang Mo reached out and grabbed him, grabbing him and pulling him back to the road before he drifted towards the double solid line.

"She said, 'As long as you live, Wang Yan will continue to pester you, and Teacher Mu Hong will also carry slander and rumors because of you. As long as you die, everyone can have a new life, and I don't have to be tied to you..." ...'" Jiang Mo's cold symptoms that had just improved early in the morning suddenly came back completely. His voice was so hoarse that he could only make a hoarse sound. He shook his head in pain: "But to be honest, I I feel that Yan Sisi’s accidental fall was unlikely because of Hu Jiarui’s words, but rather because of catching that——”

"Bracelet."

In such a non-detailed story, Yan Sisi has been willing to tolerate it from beginning to end - it can even be said to have indulged Hu Jiarui's gradually sick and twisted emotions.

But what finally drove her to a dead end was this relationship that she protected and indulged in every possible way, and the expectation that she regarded as a treasure and kept a low profile but still couldn't stop the loss and preserve it.

However, Hu Jiarui approached with selfish intentions, but Yan Sisi regarded her as a ray of light that broke through the gloomy haze.

Unfortunately, the end of the light is a quagmire that we sink into in order to achieve our goals at the expense of excluding dissidents.

Perhaps those trivial corners of daily life hide a corner of a beautiful garden that no one knows about. However, the case ended with an instigation of suicide and an accidental fall from the building. That pure land was thus covered with cobwebs, dust and dead branches contaminated with brains and blood, completely and completely. Buried in the dust and lost in the long years that no one cares about.

Shao Jie was almost hunched over the steering wheel. He looked up heavily at the red light counting down, suddenly remembered something, and glanced at Jiang Mo doubtfully.

Jiang Mo was thinking about taking the milk tea bag that was teetering on the back seat and putting it on the cup holder in front of him. He couldn't get enough of it. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Shao Jie's uneasy gaze. He turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, I was just thinking that it's been a while since this case was investigated. Why did the witnesses in the teaching building come forward..." Shao Jie stretched his shoulders and stretched his neck to look at the road, "But it's also possible that the school didn't allow it. After all, It won’t do any good to make things worse.”

"The school didn't know that there were witnesses." Jiang Mo held the milk tea in front of him after finishing his work. He held up the straw to ask Shao Jie which cup he wanted, and said implicitly: "Before, I considered the impact would be bad, so I kept Didn't show up. The reason why I came to report anonymously was mainly because the whole school knew about the kidnapping and hurting people. They saw that the perpetrator was Hu Jiarui, and then they felt that this matter could no longer be hidden."

"What's the bad impact of this? Isn't it just that the two of them were studying in the teaching building and didn't pay attention to the time. They didn't have time to go out when the building was closed and the door was locked at night?"

Shao Jie's eyes widened and he focused on the three-second countdown red light. The focus was a little off-center at first. He stepped on the accelerator and slipped dozens of meters away before he came back to his senses with a sudden start. Smoking red.

“Don’t worry about the things you have and don’t have.”

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows silently and took another handful of the steering wheel that was floating out of the sky.

"Look at the road! Don't look at me! There are no zebra crossings on my face!"

(End of this chapter)