when the moon whispers

Chapter 141 Thief-Apron

The fourth thief
apron
"You beat me back after being beaten twice? Didn't you have a lot of fun with the girl when you committed the crime? You even gave Xiao Jiangmo two or more stabs... I told him to transfer him to prison immediately and let him If you persist for a few more days, the result will be good for you - you just came out of the solitary confinement room and you are going through this, do you dare to come here to commit suicide when Mingzhi comes to you? You have to give yourself a name for doing something special - And you have to choose when we two old guys are on duty... take us two old brothers to suffer together - "

There is no toll booth on this eight-lane road in the suburbs. The asphalt road has been renovated and shredded year after year due to the grinding of sand, gravel, dirt and cement tanks. The ambulance in the suburban prison, which is not old enough and has insufficient tonnage, went very fast and ran over the chassis of the ditch. Bounce up quickly.

Chen Haibin couldn't put on the seat belt, so he sat half-slouched on the stool next to the stretcher. His thick palms pressed hard against the blood-soaked towel and gauze on Cheng Ye's wrist cut wound. His waist was almost covered with blood. The road fell apart.Following the doctor's advice, he woke up and howled with Cheng Ye for a long time. He raised his elbows and wiped away the sweat dripping down his forehead. He vaguely felt that the boy's arms, which had still had the strength to resist earlier, were almost paralyzed. He raised his head and lifted his head. He glanced at Zheng Wei, who had taken a quick-acting Jiuxin Pill for himself before getting in the car: "Old Zheng, can he still... can't... make it to the hospital in this state?"

"The intubation is definitely not going to work. Looking at his choking and coughing state, let's cut him open and take a look... Let your little apprentice stabilize the car."

Zheng Wei stayed in the infirmary of the suburban prison in Sheng'an City for ten years. From middle-aged and suave to broad-minded and fat, the last time he was on duty, he encountered such a stunned young man who resisted reform and vented his anger by dying. More than three years ago.He was stooped and a little out of breath. He raised the back of his hand to support the lenses that were covered in blood spots because Cheng Ye choked and coughed. He held Cheng Ye's head that was spitting out blood and tilted it a little.

"With the amount of blood he's bleeding, the amount of fluids on the car is definitely not enough. Now I'm not sure how big the utility blade he swallowed is, so I have to get emergency treatment first, otherwise he won't be able to survive in the city. Where is the nearest hospital? Lao Hu There should be an emergency contact book for those ambulance drivers in his glove box. Let’s see if we can borrow an operating room or replenish blood and medicine. We’ll save our lives first and let’s talk about the rest…”

In the middle of the night last night, Xu Li followed the detention center's transport truck and ran to the prison to accompany his master. Xu Li's head was so anxious that it was almost smoking. He was staring at the road with all his attention, and reached out to rake the mess on the passenger seat. , just as he was muttering something about how the ambulance driver Lao Hu could still eat late-night snacks during his shift and could hardly stand at the station, he suddenly straightened up, raised his hand and slapped his forehead. Looking at the scattered snowflakes that had been falling all night, and the dim night that had just seen the light of day, I turned hard at the empty intersection and said: "Master, is that private hospital on the outskirts of the city okay, Master? I remember hearing from my parents a while ago I mentioned that during the autumn harvest in their field, someone’s arm was strangled, and he was sent to the emergency department.”

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The moment Sheriff Black Cat's high-pitched and righteous tune rang loudly against his eardrums, Jiang Mo suddenly stirred up half asleep and rested his head on the corner of the wall close to the edge of the bed.

Yesterday, she spent most of the night researching the missing persons information provided by Wen Chen. She fell asleep sprawled out on the bed at three or four in the morning, with her cell phone casually placed on the pillow and under the back of her head. His arms were numb and painful, and he had been in a crooked and motionless posture for several hours, which made all the bones in his body feel like they had been put together thousands of times.

Jiang Mo raised his leg and tried to force the carp to wake him up but failed. He felt pain everywhere and reluctantly picked up the phone. Listening to the black cat sergeant in his ear, he almost reached the beginning of the second round before he rowed in confusion to answer the call. He squinted just now. He glanced at the screen with his wide-open eyes, sat down crookedly in the corner, and asked softly in a hoarse voice: "...What's wrong, Lotte?"

"Senior sister, do you have any plans today? We have picked up several large-scale burglaries this morning, and we can't move the people in front of the New Year's Eve. Master asked me to ask you if you can come over and cover for half a day -" Xiao Letian is [-]% sure at this moment He had just boarded the field service vehicle of Group [-]. He covered the phone and shouted, asking Wang Hao to drop him off at an intersection near a certain community. He turned around and continued to explain the report situation piecemeal: "But don't be too anxious, the police station We've already passed there, but we suspected that he was the habitual big-ticket thief we were targeting earlier, so we came to confirm with us to see if the case needed to be merged... This time, the thief made a mistake, and the owner just bought it. There was a puppy kept at home, and it bit the thief, but the dog was too small, and it seemed that it was thrown to death—anyway, I’ll take Pang Tuo over for a look first.”

"Okay, it's 09:30, almost ten o'clock... Send me the address, and I'll rush there as soon as Zhou Nan is settled."

Jiang Mo responded vaguely with his eyes closed. He shivered for a moment before he stumbled onto the bed in confusion. Then he opened his eyes after realizing it: "Why are you riding in the third group's car? Not with Master?" "Hmm..." Xiao Letian scratched his temples and hesitated for a long time. His hair made a "sha la la" sound as he rubbed it and got into the receiver of his mobile phone.

"Senior sister, Cheng Ye is dead."

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Jiang Mo hung up the phone and sat blankly on the edge of the bed for a long time.

The anger of waking up late rushed to my head without any warning.She raised her hand to rub her throbbing temples, grinding her back molars and struggling to hold back the irritating curses that made her fail as soon as she grasped the slightest clue. She suppressed her temper, which was not suitable for children, and leaned down. Glancing at the slippers under the bed, he hooked his feet and slid them lazily.

And while this was quiet for a moment, in the direction of the kitchen across the door, the rustling of pots, pans, and pans being clashed and washed had been going on cautiously for a while, and it seemed that there was no sign of stopping completely yet.

Jiang Mo finally realized that something was not right about the sound outside the door.She was stunned for a moment, kicked away the slippers she had just stepped on, hurriedly pushed the door open with her bare feet, then leaned against the wall with a chicken coop on her head, dumbfounded. After a while, he turned around and retreated into the house. He counted three times before trying to poke his head towards the kitchen again.

"You...Shao Jie...?"

Shao Jie, who was standing in front of the stove and wearing a puff-sleeved maid apron, almost laughed out loud.

He first turned his head and blinked at Zhou Eden, who was wearing small glasses and holding a small book and scribbling with crayons at the dining table. Then he turned around and said seriously, his chin almost dropped to the ground. Jiang Mo smiled slightly, lifted up the hem of his apron, bowed his knees and nodded his head.

"Good morning, Officer Jiang."

(End of this chapter)