when the moon whispers

Chapter 159 Thief-Fried Rice

The fourth thief
Twelve Fried Rice

In the director's office, Gu Xing listened in a daze for half an hour to the babble about procedural justice taking precedence over substantive justice. He just yawned impatiently, and when he turned around, he was so excited that he was so excited. The bureau stared and kicked out of the office. He bent over and picked up the sugar orange that rolled on the ground a little bit with Gao bureau's head. He stood crookedly by the door and rubbed his buttocks that were sore from the leather shoes. He deliberately Hissing and haha, he opened the crack in the door and was cheating with his master. He turned around and caught sight of Zhou Xiaomiao, who was holding a stack of files in the corridor and waiting for the director to knock on the door when he had time.

"...Ah... I'm on duty, Xiao Zhou... um... Lao Gao still has so many documents to deal with? Then, what, I'm... finished, you come here."

Gu Xing glanced at the document cover that Zhou Xiaomiao held tightly in his arms, stood up straight, cleared his throat, calmly exchanged a few words, and awkwardly fumbled with his hands from the back of his pants to the side seam. pocket, nodded slightly, put the orange in his hand on the pile of files in Zhou Xiaomiao's hand, turned around and slipped into the stairwell without looking back.

It's not uncommon for Captain Gu to lose his face occasionally, and it seems like it wasn't long ago that his naive boss encouraged Deputy Geng to fight like an eagle.Zhou Xiaomiao pressed hard on the corner of his mouth that was about to burst from suppressing his laughter. He looked at the back of Captain Gu's humiliated and proud head, moved a few steps, and lightly knocked on the door of the director's office.

"High Bureau." Zhou Xiaomiao pushed the door open and went in. He first looked at the exhausted expression on Gao Bureau's face, which was not stormy. He walked around the sofa and relaxed a little, then carefully and neatly arranged the files in his hands in order. On the desk, he quickly picked up the sugar orange with a ring of dust on the file and put it into his pocket.

"The case file on the collapse of the fence during the demolition and renovation of Fengnan, as well as the subsequent shelving of the demolition and re-bidding - including the relevant documents signed and publicized by Shengcheng International for taking over the acquisition and redevelopment, are currently available here."

Gao Li just nodded, and his eyebrows that had been loose for a moment tightened again unconsciously. He leaned on the back of the chair, rubbing the bottle of antihypertensive medicine, and it kept making a "clatter" sound. He raised his hand to pick up the folder, and put it on his fingertips He shaved off the less obvious burrs on the edge and asked incoherently.

"Did you have a head-to-head encounter with Gu Xing?"

Zhou Xiaomiao watched as the Director Gao had something to say. He took out the notepad he carried with him and was about to write down a few notes. He was stunned for two seconds when he heard the question from the Director Gao. He thought there might be something hidden in the file. Some unspeakable secret, with a flick of the wrist, the tip of the pen fainted out a small ball of ink on the paper: "Ah?...Ah, yes, I just happened to meet Captain Gu coming out of your office, Gao Jie."

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Gu Xing was sitting on the chair in the office, his fingertips resting on the desk lamp button, and he pressed it a few times with flickering light and dark. He casually crushed out the cigarette butt in his hand, knocked the cigarette case, and put another cigarette in his mouth. .

"Because Lao Geng is not on duty, he smokes with the door open."

Zhu Silai walked over from the back building wrapped in a white coat, and took a closer look at the ashtray on the table that was almost full of cigarette butts. The cold air on his body made the flame of the lighter in Gu Xing's hand tremble a little, " Do you want to just smoke and choke to death and have a good time? That's about it."

Gu Xing's office is always filled with the smell of old tobacco smoke that cannot be dissipated even if the door is open.

Zhu Silai rarely forcibly confiscated Captain Gu's cigarette case and lighter. Instead, he wrinkled his nose and opened the plastic window. He turned around and turned on the power switch of the water dispenser. He curled up on the small square coffee table in Gu Xing's office and shook slightly. He shuddered and raised his eyebrows: "I just said that the evidence about Cheng Ye's matter is not clear yet. Don't rush to file a report. Lao Gao won't let you touch this case, right?" "Let's take it as the standard from the prison. It's definitely not possible to investigate in a big way. But...it doesn't matter whether Lao Gaotong disagrees. What's important is that he needs to know about it."

Gu Xing took a long drag and then stubbed out the cigarette. He waved his arms to disperse the smoke and dragged the chair to narrow the ventilation gap in the window. "This little old man doesn't know what he has been listening to recently. I just saw it." He also asked Xiao Zhou to borrow a bunch of messy documents from the Fengnan demolition period. Most likely, he was also thinking about Wei Qisheng... You don't know about Lao Gao yet. He is always concerned about his face. He is a man of the mean, but he doesn't have a few flames in his belly. He knows roughly about this matter, so he can turn a blind eye to me and turn the page after getting the clues that are conclusively related... Didn't you take Ronaldinho to the funeral home? Look at the time - Ma Xuhong's autopsy was done by the branch? "

"The characteristics of the car accident are obvious, and there is no dispute with the branch. I asked Ronaldinho to stay there and keep an eye on it and then come back." He was not in charge of speculation other than the cause of death. Zhu Silai shrugged and picked up the small square table. He made some hot tea and put it next to Gu Xing's hand: "Xiao Mo just called to ask, and then told me that Lao Gao took you upstairs and asked me to come and take a look."

Gu Xing was not surprised. He put the back of his hand against the teapot to test the temperature, and then burst into laughter: "That kid wants to get some news from you, right?"

"Don't you just want her to inquire about the case?" Zhu Silai sniffed and glanced at Gu Xing with disgust: "...Do you really think she is that stupid kid Xiao Letian? She dragged someone away for no reason. When you come around, you can’t guess anything?”

Gu Xing was holding the teapot and was not in a hurry to start a conversation. He snorted and blew the tea leaves for a long time.

The Red Mansion case failed to be investigated and fell into a mystery. At first, Gu Xing, who was almost crazy because of the tragic death and injustice of his sister and soon-to-be brother-in-law, actually had a similar attitude towards Jiang Mo as Sun Xiaofang, who still has a nose that is not a nose or an eye. Er completely couldn't accept Jiang Mo's excuse for being cowardly and afraid to step forward when he broke into the murder scene. He couldn't figure out the purpose of her inexplicable concealment of Wei Qisheng's whereabouts so that her subsequent testimony was invalid and could not clear Officer Wei's suspicion. When Wei Qisheng grabbed Jiang Mo's collar in a bizarre rage, he had the idea of ​​extreme use in his twisted and angry mind...

"She guessed it when I found Jiang Mo."

Gu Xing sighed complicatedly, rubbed his brows with a wry smile: "She originally wanted to bite the bullet and stay at the Honglou Police Station to investigate the case, but she had several fights with that old man Sun Xiaofang. It didn't last a day or two. I would have Although Er had been watching her for a while, to be honest, he couldn't figure it out at all. He was mostly hot-headed and couldn't think of any excuses to use to bring the person to the criminal investigation detachment - and later it was Jiang Mo. She took the initiative to break the deadlock, knocked on the car window and told me that the serial murderer had the habit of killing witnesses to ensure that everything was safe. As long as she lived for a day, the murderer might come to her door..."

"But the murderer who disappeared for three years seems to have really come back."

Zhu Silai stared blankly at the photo frame on Gu Xing's table and blinked slowly.

"Brother, it's not too late to regret it now."

　I had a low fever and was given medication and was forced to rest. I should have another dose before the Spring Festival. When I go home for the holidays, I will probably have to rest in bed under the supervision of my parents to recuperate TT
　　I wish you all good health!Happy Chinese New Year!

　　
　
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